Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1078 - 559:

For example, the Murong brothers' pants were all torn, revealing their fair skin in this cold windy weather.

At this moment, Ziyu said, "Let's stop walking and take a break."

The Murong brothers took off the cucumbers from their eyes and asked, "How long should we rest?"

Ziyu replied, "Of course, overnight. Do you really want to climb the Youngest Sister Peak at night?"

The Murong brothers were surprised and said, "Overnight? How can we stay here overnight?"

At present, they were on a sloping snow slope, surrounded by a vast expanse of snow and ice.

Ziyu suggested, "Let's dig a hole and nest in it."

Saying so, she had already drawn her sword and used Sword Qi to break into the ice layer.

After a while, an ice cave big enough for her to nest in appeared. Ning Qing assessed it, and although it was small, it still had a single room and living room feel in isolation.

The Murong brothers initially thought it was too troublesome, but recalling that the cucumber had saved their eyes, they didn't hesitate further and started digging a cave.

When traveling outside, it's never wrong to follow the advice of experienced people.

In no time, a larger two-room, one-living-room cave appeared, and the Murong brothers and Ning Qing also nestled inside.

Afterward, the three began to share dry food inside the ice cave.

In such cold weather, the originally soft and white buns had become hard, certainly capable of breaking someone's head if thrown.

However, after slightly roasting them, the three managed to eat them.

The mountain climbing had consumed much more energy than they had anticipated.

At night, it seemed that apart from the cold wind, there was nothing else on the mountain.

Each of the three of them nestled in their respective caves, constantly feeling that the surroundings were filled with unknown terrors.

Camping on Snow Mountain was completely different from camping in the wild when wandering the Martial World.

By midnight, large, thick snowflakes began to fall.

The snow fell quickly, easily filling up the cave entrance.

The Murong brothers didn't really mind, just occasionally used their feet to kick out two holes for ventilation.

Of course, whether kicked or not, that exhibited the composure of masters.

The nights on this Snow Mountain may not necessarily be longer than elsewhere, yet for the three nestled here, it seemed to stretch on.

When the sky faintly brightened with the first light of dawn, the Murong brothers, though not seeing it, estimated that daybreak was near and couldn't help but kick out a foot to break through.

After kicking, he himself was stunned.

Because that kick didn't break through the snow layer.

Then, with the second and third kicks, he ended up being completely engulfed by the snow layer without breaking through.

After some movements within the snow, he finally burst out with a thud.

Standing on the thick snow layer, he was utterly stunned.

In just one short night, the snow had accumulated so thickly, rendering the scene completely different from last night.

Shortly afterward, Ziyu and Ning Qing also emerged from the snow layer.

By that time, the heavy snow was still falling.

The snow fell thick and fast, making the beautiful scenery of the mountain below, so clearly visible the day before, now completely obscured.

It undoubtedly increased the difficulty of their mountain ascent.

"What ghastly weather," the Murong brothers grumbled.

Ziyu said, "It's perfectly normal for snow to fall on Snow Mountain."

Afterward, the group embarked on their journey with cucumber slices placed on their eyes.

According to the map drawn by Ning Qing, the treasure was located near a bifurcation below the peak of Youngest Sister Peak, so what they must do now is climb to the top.

After proceeding for a distance, the snowfall grew denser and denser, blanketing everything, and the mountain peak became steeper.

Many times, the mountain peak appeared as if shaved by a knife.

Initially, they could rely on the True Qi from their feet to ascend, but upon reaching that spot, the glacier changed color, becoming more enigmatic and dim. Consequently, it grew increasingly slippery.

Many times, they had to pull out their weapons to create holes they could use to continue upward.

Nevertheless, all three were masters; despite such treacherous obstacles, they reached the top of Youngest Sister Peak by the afternoon.

Because they focused solely on their journey, by this time, they had completely turned into snowmen.

After resting for a while on the peak, they had hoped to stand atop it and overlook the smaller mountains, but luck was not on their side.

Under the vast snow, sometimes they couldn't see each other from ten paces apart.

Climbing to the top under such circumstances truly relied on their extraordinarily rare talent and all their efforts.

Subsequently, the three began searching for the entrance to the treasure.

The map depicted the entrance right at a bend along the lower edge of the mountain peak, akin to a bifurcation of the mountain.

Swiftly, they located that bend, unfortunately without finding an entrance.

The three stood amidst the wind and snow, discussing this outcome.

The Murong brothers said, "It's false; it's all bloody false. A map drawn from the moon is inherently unreliable."

Ning Qing, feeling restless, said, "But why can I see things so clearly, even though this mountain and the map are identical?"

The Murong brothers analyzed, "Qing, where are you from? Could you have been a native of this area before losing your memory, and seeing the moon awakened parts of your memory?"

Ziyu quipped, "I've long since stopped writing these amnesia plots."

Yet Ning Qing found some truth in it. Her martial arts were inherently linked to memory, like how "Mingyu Skills" worked sporadically.

Ziyu suggested, "The snow has obscured our vision. How about waiting for it to stop before searching again?"

The Murong brothers, licking the snow, replied, "Alright, though this ghastly weather."

By now, they had little desire to dig caves and nest, directly embedding their swords into the ice peak and sitting on them.

As the cold wind blew, the three occasionally shook off the snow from their hair and attire, truly evoking a sense of snow mountain heroism.

Regrettably, they had little opportunity to appreciate such beauty.

Even for them, surviving the wind and snow was far from an enjoyable experience.

The Murong brothers couldn't help but ask, "How long will this snow continue to fall?"

Ziyu shook her head, saying, "That, I don't know. You'll have to ask the Lord of Heaven."

The Murong brothers grumbled, "If the snow never stops, wouldn't we have to wait endlessly?"

Ziyu looked at the vast snow and said, "We've come all this way, at least wait through the night."

Recalling their journey, Ning Qing said, "I say, at the very least, two days."

What's known as a sunk cost, this was a sunk cost. The journey here always made one reluctant to give up.

Ziyu praised, "Good sisters indeed have more patience than men."

The Murong brothers said, "What did men ever do wrong to deserve this?"

Soon, the three engaged in idle chat atop the snow peak.

At this juncture, Ziyu couldn't help asking, "Brother, how many sisters do you think you have?"

The Murong brothers replied, "How would I know? I initially thought no more than two."

"Won't you ask your dad?"

"Would he honestly answer? Besides, given his abilities, he probably can't even remember."

The Murong brothers didn't hold back when complaining about their dad.

Ziyu continued, "Do you reckon you have any sisters who would end up with Duan Yun?"

Upon hearing this question, the Murong brothers nearly fell off the mountain.

"What kind of question is that?"

Ziyu analyzed, "I somehow have a premonition that all your sisters will have something to do with Duan Yun."

The Murong brothers' hair stood on end, exclaiming, "Nonsense! How dare he! Firstly, I'm sure Wan Jun doesn't like him."

Ziyu shook her head, seriously analyzing, "I just feel he possesses some peculiar force, drawing all your sisters to him."

Hearing this, the Murong brothers' faces turned green.

At this moment, Ning Qing asked a crucial question, "Ziyu, didn't you say you're also his sister?"

Ziyu replied, "Is that so? Brother, if you're truly my brother, that would make sense."

"My feelings towards Duan Yun are quite special."

The Murong brothers, in agony, said, "Sis, stop. The thought of many brothers-in-law pains me and now imagining all of them being him hurts even more."

Just then, Ning Qing suddenly said, "The snow's easing."

As she spoke, the snow indeed lightened, ultimately stopping altogether.

One could only say that the snow on a mountain ended as abruptly as a shower.

Just at this moment, Ning Qing suddenly exclaimed, "Look over there, what is that?"

The Murong brothers and Ziyu followed her gaze,