# Chapter 981: Flawless Feixue
On the day the Minghan Heavenly Lake was opened, the entire Bing Huang God Sect was as if frozen, with an unprecedented heaviness in the atmosphere.
Because today was the day the Great Realm King would select a personal disciple... a personal disciple that only came once in a thousand years. Once one became the Realm King's personal disciple, not only would their status skyrocket and their cultivation advance by ten thousand miles in a single day, but they would also receive a drop of pure Ice Phoenix Source Blood—the highest honor in the Yin Xue Realm.
High in the northern sky of the Bing Huang Realm, an ice boat pierced through the biting wind, moving at extreme speed. Yun Che and Mu Xiaolan stood properly on either side of the ice boat, while ahead of them stood Mu Bingyun, her snow-white robes fluttering. Here, the Minghan Heavenly Lake was already not far away.
"I really never expected that I could enter the Minghan Heavenly Lake. These past few days, it's felt like I've been dreaming every day. When I was in the cultivation room, I was so afraid the dream would suddenly wake up."
Although several days had already passed, Mu Xiaolan was still immersed in intense excitement and exhilaration... Probably most of the other Bing Huang disciples felt the same way. After all, being able to enter the Minghan Heavenly Lake had always been an honor reserved exclusively for Divine Temple disciples, and only the most outstanding among them at that.
"And not only will I get to see the senior brothers and sisters of the Divine Temple and all the Palace Masters and Elders, but I can also... also..." Mu Xiaolan swallowed a small gulp of saliva, anticipation tinged with seven parts nervousness: "I can also see the Great Realm King again! Wah! So nervous!"
"What's there to be nervous about? It's not like she's going to choose you as her personal disciple... Oh, she probably won't even glance at you." Yun Che struck her down with his glib tongue.
"Hmph!" Mu Xiaolan said angrily, "I haven't even settled the score with you for lying to me, and you still dare to mock me!"
"When did I lie to you?" Yun Che rolled his eyes.
"Still thick-skinned and refusing to admit it," Mu Xiaolan said with a look of contempt. "Master, that day he actually had the nerve to tell me that Senior Sister Feixue was the one who delivered the Fuyun Cold Dew for us. Hmph, he can't even lie properly. The Fuyun Cold Dew has always been distributed by the newly promoted Divine Temple disciples every year. Someone as formidable as Senior Sister Feixue, with her personality—there's no way she would do something like that. All he knows is how to cause trouble and deceive me."
"Believe it or not." Yun Che clasped his hands behind his head, too lazy to explain.
"Feixue?" Mu Bingyun glanced sideways. "Yun Che, you shouldn't have met Feixue before. Why would you think it was her?"
"She told me herself," Yun Che said with a face full of honesty in front of Mu Bingyun. "The legend says that the entire sect only talks to Yun Che alone. Although she had never blamed him for his repeated troublemaking before, this grand gathering at the Minghan Heavenly Lake could not afford any mishap. She had to give him the sternest warning.
"Xiaolan, Yun Che, after you enter the Minghan Heavenly Lake, you two must closely follow my side. Without my permission, there must be no speaking and no unusual movements. Everything must follow my orders."
Mu Bingyun showed a rarely seen extremely solemn expression, as if she still wasn't reassured about Yun Che's ability to cause trouble. She faced Yun Che directly and emphasized even more heavily, "Yun Che, your temperament is too casual. Although that is not a bad thing, today is far from ordinary, so you must not cross any boundaries in the slightest. Especially... the Sect Master's temperament is extreme. If she is angered during such a grand occasion, the consequences would be unimaginable. Not to mention me—even if all seventy-two elders and the thirty-six Palace Masters combined their strength, there would be absolutely no way to stop her. You must be cautious."
"Yes, I will definitely stick close behind the Palace Master. Whatever the Palace Master tells me to do, I will do; whatever she tells me not to do, I absolutely will not do." Yun Che obediently promised, while silently thinking to himself: What trouble could I possibly cause here? Everyone entering the Minghan Heavenly Lake today are all kinds of big bosses. Among all of them, my strength is second from last. Apart from the one who's dead last, I can't afford to provoke anyone. Just privately relying on you beside me to spar with Mu Yizhou is one thing, but at the Minghan Heavenly Lake where everyone is a boss and even the Great Realm King is personally present... it's not like I'm tired of living.
The dead last one was Mu Xiaolan.
That being said, the Great Realm King and Mu Bingyun were indeed close as sisters. The thirty-sixth palace of the Bing Huang Sect had long been a nominal existence, but over these thousand years, not only had the thirty-sixth palace been preserved, it had never received any treatment different from the other palaces. And this time, they even insisted on allowing the only two dead weights of the thirty-sixth palace, Yun Che and Mu Xiaolan, to be admitted into the Minghan Heavenly Lake as well.
The air grew colder and colder. Mu Xiaolan had already spread her profound force to defend herself, and her body curled up a little. For the first time hearing Mu Bingyun speak to Yun Che with such seriousness, she felt a bit more balanced inside. When she stole a glance at Yun Che, she found that under the cold wind, his complexion was as normal as ever, and he hadn't released any profound force to defend himself at all. She blurted out, "Hey! Little Junior Brother, aren't you cold?"
"Cold?" Yun Che glanced at Mu Xiaolan's state and immediately nodded with a straight face: "Yeah, a little cold."
"Hmph, you just like to tough it out. Let's see how long you can keep it up." Mu Xiaolan muttered and added another layer of profound force over her body: "When you see the Great Realm King later, you'd better keep your head down and absolutely don't look around carelessly. The Great Realm King loves solitude. Apart from Master, she never wants to see anyone. Even the elders and palace masters, unless there's something extremely important, usually go hundreds of years without seeing her once. This time you're following Master, enjoying incredibly good fortune, so you must not... Ah-choo!"
Under the sudden blast of cold wind, Mu Xiaolan was caught off guard and sneezed. Her face flushed red from her cheeks to her neck, and she turned away, refusing to look at Yun Che anymore.
"Oh! So a disciple of the Bing Huang Palace can also sneeze." Yun Che even tactlessly followed up with a sufficiently astonished expression.
"Who... who said we can't sneeze!" Mu Xiaolan retorted indignantly, but her face grew even redder.
Born in a world of ice and cold, cultivating ice-type profound arts from birth, and with extremely high talent, ordinary cold naturally couldn't affect Mu Xiaolan... but the Minghan Heavenly Lake region was simply too freezing.
Not just limited to the Yin Xue Realm—even saying it was the coldest place in the entire God Realm would not be an exaggeration.
"We're here." The speed of the ice boat slowed at this moment, but the severity of the cold had reached a cruel degree. A cultivator below the Divine Spirit realm, even an Emperor Lord, would feel as if they had fallen into hell if they came here. Even if they used all their strength, they would find it hard to move an inch.
Although Mu Bingyun did not look back, she sensed that Yun Che's breathing was as steady as ever, with no profound force swirling around him. A deep astonishment flashed through her heart. She said nothing and controlled the ice boat to descend.
Yun Che's gaze was fixed firmly ahead. In the distance of his sight, there was a massive azure barrier. Ice lights swirled on the barrier, as if countless stars were twinkling.
"Inside the barrier lies the Minghan Heavenly Lake," Mu Bingyun said softly. "It seems we have arrived a bit early."
The ice boat moved extremely fast. The azure barrier, which had seemed so far away, was now right before them within a few breaths. But the area in front of the barrier was completely empty; the Divine Temple and the other palace members had not yet arrived.
"Oh! We're the first ones here!" Yun Che exclaimed. That was not surprising—the thirty-sixth palace only had him and Mu Xiaolan as disciples, so there was hardly any preparation needed.
"That is not quite the case," Mu Bingyun suddenly said.
At the same time as Mu Bingyun spoke, Yun Che also saw that amidst the snowy world in front of the barrier, a snow-white figure was quietly standing. It was a woman's silhouette, dressed entirely in pure white, silent and motionless. Both her aura and her figure seemed to have completely blended into the surrounding snowy world. The moment Yun Che saw her, he felt a momentary daze, as if he were looking at a solitary, pure-world ice lotus blooming proudly in the frozen landscape.
This person... what an incredibly pure aura of ice and snow! Is she human? Or a spirit of ice and snow born from the extreme cold here?
As Yun Che marveled inwardly, the ice boat silently descended. The woman standing in the snow turned around at that moment... Her face was one of peerless beauty, like the purest, most translucent ice crystallized into form—so beautiful it stole one's breath, yet so cold it chilled the soul. Her eyes were like an extremely clear, yet bone-piercingly icy cold pool, reflecting a chill that could freeze one's soul.
"Disciple Mu Feixue greets Palace Master Bingyun."
She bowed gracefully. However, her flawless ice countenance, devoid of any dust or blemish, showed no trace of emotion. Her voice was like ice falling into a cold lake—every word, every syllable was cold without any warmth, any feeling.
On her left shoulder, the Ice Phoenix jade ornament gleaming with a gorgeous blue light signified her transcendent status as a disciple of the Divine Temple.
"Ah... Fei... Feixue Senior Sister." Not expecting that the first person she would meet upon arrival was Mu Feixue—the disciple with the highest talent, the most honored status, and whose future achievements were likely to rival even her own master's—Mu Xiaolan was so nervous and timid that she didn't dare step forward to greet her. She only stood there, letting out a confused and flustered whisper.
But Yun Che was completely stunned.
Mu Feixue...
Mu Feixue?!
Her name is Mu Feixue!?!?
Wait, wait, wait!!
She's Mu Feixue... then who in the world was that big-chested... ah, phooey! That senior sister who looked like a soul-stealing demoness who delivered the Fuyun Cold Dew four days ago?!