# Chapter 1707: Ice Consort Snow Heart
Eastern Divine Region, Yin Xue Realm.
Yan Shen Realm King Huo Poyun was clad in red robes, moving as if flames were burning on his body. Upon them were imprinted three flame divine patterns: Golden Crow, Zhuque, and Phoenix.
Although he came from the Golden Crow Sect, the three flame divine patterns were engraved evenly and impartially.
Having experienced three thousand years in Zhou Tian, and now honored as the first true Realm King in the history of the Yan Shen Realm, Huo Poyun was no longer the young man who was naive in every aspect, stubborn in temperament, and prone to hesitation. His gaze was calm, but the occasional flash of flame within it carried a powerful majesty that made one's heart tremble at the mere sight.
Beneath his feet lay an endless snow domain, yet as the Yan Shen Realm King stepped forward, not a trace of snow or ice melted.
In recent years, he had been cultivating deep within the Burial God Fire Prison. His mastery over flames had reached ever greater heights.
Arriving before the Bing Huang Realm, facing the welcoming female disciple of the Ice Phoenix, Huo Poyun smiled warmly: "Please inform the Ice Cloud Realm King that Yan Shen's Huo Poyun has come to visit."
The Yan Shen Realm was now an upper-level star realm, while the Yin Xue Realm, since Mu Xuanyin's fall, had plummeted in status among middle-level star realms.
For an upper-level Realm King to personally visit a middle-level star realm was a condescension for the former and a great honor for the latter.
However, the relationship between Yin Xue and Yan Shen was delicate after all. And regarding the Yan Shen Realm King's condescending visit, the entire Ice Phoenix God Sect had grown accustomed to it.
The welcoming female disciple did not go to announce his arrival but instead gave a graceful bow: "The Sect Master is currently in seclusion and not available to see guests. However, she did leave word that if the Yan Shen Realm King comes, he is free to do as he pleases."
Huo Poyun nodded: "In that case, I won't stand on ceremony... May I ask if Fairy Feixue is in the Sect?"
Huo Poyun had come alone, without a single attendant. The female disciple of the Ice Phoenix opposite him showed no surprise at his question: "Senior Sister Feixue is currently at the Ice Phoenix Thirty-Sixth Palace. If the Yan Shen Realm King wishes, you may go there yourself."
For an ordinary female disciple of a middle-level sect to be so "negligent" toward an upper-level Realm King was rare in the world.
"Ice Phoenix Palace?" Huo Poyun showed a surprised expression.
The Ice Phoenix Palace held a very high status within the Ice Phoenix God Sect. But Mu Feixue was a personal disciple of the Realm King—why would she be at the Ice Phoenix Palace?
The Ice Phoenix female disciple explained: "The Ice Phoenix Thirty-Sixth Palace was once the place where Senior Brother Yun Che stayed. Therefore, Senior Sister Feixue often goes there to find peace of mind."
Huo Poyun's expression froze for an instant, then he smiled gently: "I see. Please lead the way."
Stepping into the Ice Phoenix Thirty-Sixth Palace, the great hall built of ice was cold and silent. Snow branches and ice flowers of various shapes glistened like countless stars shining, making one feel as if in an eternal frozen fantasy.
Huo Poyun immediately sensed Mu Feixue's aura, but he did not disturb her. His footsteps moved slowly and softly across the icy crystal floor.
Suddenly... his steps stopped, his gaze fixed on the ice branches before him, shimmering with snowy light.
Yun Che
Yun Che
Yun Che
...
Upon each ice branch and snow leaf, the name "Yun Che" was written—some deep, some shallow, some large, some small.
It seemed to have been carved by the fingernails of a woman. Every character was so delicate, yet permeated with... strands of heart-wrenching sorrow.
Huo Poyun's hands unconsciously clenched. His body swayed slightly, and he even stumbled backward a step in loss of strength.
In his mind surfaced the image of when Yun Che had "returned from the dead" back then, returning to the Yin Xue Realm, and the scene of his "breakup" with Yun Che...
"But I heard with my own ears... two Ice Phoenix disciples talking about how she had long been granted to you as a dual cultivation partner by your master! I heard it with my own ears! With my own ears! Yet you never said a single word to me! Only false consolation, completely... completely making a fool of me!"
After his venting roar came Yun Che's indifferent reply.
"Listen, after the apprenticeship ceremony that year, Master did indeed designate Feixue as my dual cultivation partner, and it was announced publicly. But... after that, I refused, and Master agreed."
"Because of that matter, Master announced it publicly. If we simply announced that she had been rejected by me, it would undoubtedly make Feixue a laughingstock. So it was not made public. Feixue and I were never dual cultivation partners. In the few years I was in the Yin Xue Realm, the total time we spent together was less than the few words we exchanged in Huanyan City."
"Forget it. Believe it or not, it's up to you. To me, it no longer matters. Also, this is the last time I'll call you Brother Poyun."
"Fire Young Sect Master... until we meet again."
Huo Poyun clearly remembered that his words were unusually calm, without any excitement or anger, and barely even coldness.
Only when he uttered the words "Fire Young Sect Master," the glance he cast before turning away briefly flickered with a trace of disappointment.
Huo Poyun slowly exhaled a breath. The brief lapse was dispelled, the chaos in his eyes cleared, returning to calm... because now, he was the Yan Shen Realm King. How could he lose composure so easily?
Staring at the name "Yun Che" that filled his vision, his thoughts drifted back to that day... the day when Jie Tian Mo Di departed and Yun Che's fate underwent a drastic change...
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Huo Poyun traveled alone through the air. Today was the day when Jie Tian Mo Di departed. As a fifth-rank Divine Lord, he naturally had the qualification to see her off.
However, he did not have the excitement of one about to witness history or see the end of the demonic calamity. In his heart, there was only turmoil.
At his current level, he deeply understood that all of this was won by Yun Che. As Zhou Tian Shen Di had said, he was the well-deserved Divine Son of Salvation.
But...
His speed gradually slowed until he stopped. He stood in a daze for a long time, then suddenly turned around and headed back toward the Yan Shen Realm.
"Young Master Fire, why turn back when seeing off the Demon Emperor is witnessing a history that will never repeat?"
A voice came from afar. Huo Poyun's figure halted again, and he gave a faint smile: "Then why has Brother Luo turned back as well?"
A figure quickly approached from far away, dressed in white, with an extraordinary, otherworldly temperament—it was Luo Changsheng.
"As for the reason, I won't hide it from Young Master Fire," Luo Changsheng said with a smile. "Simply because I don't want to see a certain person. Let me guess—Young Master Fire... is it for the same reason?"
Huo Poyun: "..."
"Since we are fated to meet, why not come to my Sheng Yu Realm for a visit?" Luo Changsheng invited.
"Alright." Huo Poyun did not refuse. "I've also been thinking about visiting your master these days. After all, your master's injury... ultimately, it was caused by me."
When Yun Che returned alive, after overhearing his recognition and conversation with Mu Feixue, Huo Poyun's jealousy flared out of control. In a moment of disordered heart, he revealed to Luo Changsheng that Yun Che was back alive... thereby inciting Luo Guxie, who hated Yun Che deeply, to go straight to the Yin Xue Realm.
In the end, she had her arm severed by Mu Xuanyin.
The very first moment after he told Luo Changsheng the news, Huo Poyun regretted it... but spilt water cannot be gathered. What happened afterward was beyond his expectation and control.
Luo Changsheng, however, shook his head: "My master suffered a major setback this time and is in a very bad mood. It's better not to approach. When my master's mood improves, I will naturally convey Young Master Fire's sentiments."
"As for the apology..." Luo Changsheng shook his head and sighed. "This is definitely not your fault. On the contrary, I owe you a great favor. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will certainly repay it."
"No need." Huo Poyun replied indifferently, his expression dim.
Luo Changsheng gave Huo Poyun a deep look, then suddenly said: "Speaking of which, I've always been very curious. Before entering the Zhou Tian Divine Realm, Young Master Fire had a close friendship with that Yun Che, as everyone saw. When news of Yun Che's death came, you were deeply grieved. Why now do you bear him hatred and resentment?"
"Given Young Master Fire's temperament, there must be a reason. I wonder if I might have the honor of hearing it?"
"No particular reason," Huo Poyun said. "It's merely my own pettiness, nothing more."
"Is it because of an ice and snow fairy named Mu Feixue?" Luo Changsheng smiled.
Huo Poyun's figure froze instantly.
"The hatred of stolen love cuts to the bone and pierces the heart," Luo Changsheng sighed. "Especially for someone like Young Master Fire..."
"Enough," Huo Poyun's breathing became noticeably rapid. It took a long while before he suppressed it. "This matter is indeed my own pettiness. Please... do not mention it again."
"I spoke out of turn," Luo Changsheng said, and did not bring it up again.
The two moved slowly, approaching the Sheng Yu Realm.
Just then, Luo Changsheng, who had been chatting animatedly, suddenly cut off his words, his expression drastically changing. Instead of slowing down, his surprise intensified.
"What happened?" Huo Poyun frowned.
"Yun Che... is a demon!" Luo Changsheng muttered under his breath.
"What!?" Huo Poyun spun around sharply.
Luo Changsheng waved his hand and transmitted the message he had just received to Huo Poyun.
The Demon God was about to enter... The Demon Emperor forcibly returned... The Evil Infant suddenly appeared to seal the crimson rift... Zhou Tian Shen Di struck the Evil Infant out of the chaos... Everything was fine, all calamities were removed, yet Yun Che revealed dark demonic aura and spoke rebellious words.
This far-beyond-imagination upheaval threw Huo Poyun's mind into turmoil. Suddenly, he heard Luo Changsheng say: "Damn it... Yue Shen Di was about to personally execute Yun Che, but at the last moment, he was sent away by Fandi Shennü using a Void Stone!"
"Now, the Divine Emperors have ordered a search across the entire Divine Realm..."
Luo Changsheng's voice cut off abruptly. Both he and Huo Poyun stared straight ahead.
There, floating motionless, was a human figure.
On his body, faint dark mist was still wafting.
"Yun Che!" Huo Poyun and Luo Changsheng both exclaimed in shock.
Appearing in their line of sight was none other than Yun Che, sent away by the Void Stone.
When Qianye Ying'er threw the Void Stone, the slave mark was on the verge of collapsing, and her will was in chaos. The power carried by the Void Stone was somewhat out of control, sending Yun Che away while also knocking him unconscious.
"Ha, hahahaha!" After a stunned moment, Luo Changsheng burst into laughter: "This is truly... a heaven-sent opportunity."
As he laughed, his body was about to lunge forward, but a hand suddenly blocked his path: "Wait."
Huo Poyun stared at the unconscious Yun Che and said in a deep voice: "Don't be careless."
As he spoke, he circulated his profound energy, Golden Crow flames igniting in his hand: "Yun Che has countless secrets and trump cards. He's escaped death countless times. We must be very..."
Before he could finish, his flame-wreathed palm slammed fiercely into Luo Changsheng's flank.
In his excitement, Luo Changsheng's attention was entirely on Yun Che. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that Huo Poyun, who also bore hatred for Yun Che, would attack him. He was caught completely off guard.
With such close range and caught unprepared, Luo Changsheng instantly spurted blood mist, flying sideways dozens of miles away. Meanwhile, Huo Poyun had already pounced to Yun Che's side, grabbed him, and with full profound power, shot away.
Luo Changsheng pressed his hand to his chest, his gaze venomous. Ignoring his injuries, he pursued furiously.
"Huo Poyun!" A sinister roar came from behind him: "The Yun Che now is no longer the Divine Son of Salvation, but a heretic everyone wants to eliminate! By doing this... are you prepared to drag the entire Yan Shen Realm into the grave with you!"
"..." Huo Poyun bit his lip until blood seeped out. He said nothing, nor did his speed slow in the slightest.
Even injured, Luo Changsheng's speed was beyond Huo Poyun's. The distance between them gradually shortened. Luo Changsheng's voice came again, even deeper than before: "I haven't transmitted this news to anyone yet. Out of consideration for our friendship, I'll give you one last chance. Throw Yun Che to me... otherwise, I'm afraid even the Yan Shen Realm won't be enough to bury you!"
Huo Poyun's eyes were chaotic, but he still remained silent, his speed not decreasing at all.
Then, his pupils suddenly constricted.
Because ahead, two immensely powerful auras suddenly appeared... each one surpassing his own.
In the next instant, the owners of those auras came into view.
Jun Xilei, who had entered the Zhou Tian Divine Realm with him!
And... her master, Sword Lord Jun Wuming.
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[It's only the first day of May, and already over 100 pages of tips. Gratitude beyond words... I can only go and write code (｀￣w￣〃)ゝ]