The Archangel of Death - Chapter 317
317: Snow Storm 317: Snow Storm Chapter 317 “Speak.
What are you doing in the sacred Yin Palace?” The thorny rose coldly asked me.
Not as hot as I imagined.
And to answer that question… “You brought me here.” And I got another slap across my face.
[This is fun] ‘Shut up.’ “Say another ridiculous word and I will pull your filthy tongue out,” The lady coldly said.
I knew I was in trouble.
I mean, not much but in trouble regardless.
So to remedy that situation, I replied, “I am here to meet the honorable Shuang Nudi.” The Ice Empress in simpler words.
Chinese didn’t have a word for ‘Empress’ so they did with ‘Nudi’, the ‘Female Emperor’.
It may have sounded strange to pronounce but that sole word was a result of a century-long war where women finally won.
Old-school feminism.
“And why would the great sect master grace you, a lowly scum, with her honorable and clean presence?” The thorny lady coldly asked.
Gotta say, her insults were mild but they pricked like hell.
“Because I have something to give her.
Something of great, great value,” I replied.
“And do you think I would just believe you?” She asked.
In response, I just smiled and replied, “You brought a man into the sacred palace already.
What’s the harm in bringing him in a little deeper?” “The only difference is that right now, you’re a prisoner and a soon-to-be slave.
The grace of being in the sect master’s pure presence is not yours to have.
Especially not to a man.” What a homo thing to say and I say that without any discrimination.
I mean, sure, I have a personal history with female homos but that doesn’t change my view of them.
They’re free to do whatever they want even if it is a little unsettling when it comes to men.
[Agh] [Images] ‘I totally get you sister.’ “Because I have a thousand-year-old ginseng,” I replied.
A thousand-year-old ginseng.
While to others, it was just a virility herb, to cultivators, it was a clump of pure but unprocessed, devoid of any element, juicy Qi treat.
One bite and you would have at least a hundred years worth of Qi.
Process it fully, and you get almost 200 years’ worth of Qi.
By comparison, peak state martial artists had about 250 years’ worth of Qi so to cultivators, that was a pretty big thing.
[And another slap] “Ow!” This time I delivered proper sound effects to relay how much it stung.
For goodness’s sake, my left cheek was red as a fully ripe tomato.
“Don’t you dare lie to me, you waste of breath,” The thorny lady said, once again, her insult very, how should I say it, endearing.
I might just fall for her.
[You fall for anyone with a bust size above B] Pretty low standard now that you say it out loud.
“If you don’t take me to her, you will never find out.
Just relay my message and see what your sect master has to say.
You’re not the one making decisions here anyway.” I put it out straight.
The risk was clear.
If by any chance, I was telling the truth, then she’d have messed up greatly.
It was safer to let the sect master make the decision.
And it worked.
She finally stopped slapping me, insulting me like a five-year-old and left to meet with the sect master.
She returned shortly, and by the look on her face, I was granted permission.
[So what’s the plan?] ‘What do you mean a plan?’ I stumbled here by accident.
[Would have worked on your father] [But intellectuals like us are different] ‘Nice to see you quoting me.’ As great as it would be to open a dimensional door by making a hole in the dimensional barrier, it needed to be sustained.
There were a handful of things in Murim that I knew would keep the immense power sustained for long enough for us to go through.
However, some of those things were really important and really hard to get.
Like the ‘Jade Ruyi’, Shaolin’s very important artifact that contained the power to turn your Qi divine as it passed through it.
Worked amazingly against evil cultivators.
Or, the treasure of the evil faction, ‘Nightshade’.
An artifact that couldn’t be negated by anything, even divine power.
Take any of those things, and one side would get too much power.
[They’re just harder to take, aren’t they?] Yes.
But this artifact, putting aside the fact that I was familiar with it, was useless by the people of the Yin Palace as well.
[Yin] Accurate.
There were many types of Qi.
Evil Qi, which mainly included shadow Qi, dark Qi, demonic Qi, poisonous Qi, and things like that.
Holy Qi, divine Qi, etc, etc.
But there were two essences that made up the entire base of cultivation.
In some legends, they were simply dark and white, shadow and light and all.
Everything that was opposite but sync in nature could be categorized as Yin and Yang.
However, in this scenario, Yin meant cold and Yang meant hot.
Yin and Yang, freezing and scorching.
While Yin could be practiced by men, Yang couldn’t be practiced by women.
However, there were two types of Yin.
Just Yin, or extreme Yin.
The extreme Yin that the women of Yin Palace practiced required them to remain pure.
You get what I mean.
So yeah, each and every one of these women were untouched.
And hot.
Emphasis on ‘HOT’.
[Off track] Right.
So the relic these women had was called ‘Snow Storm’.
Just like extreme Yin sucked the life out of someone, in this case, from something so if they were to absorb an elixir, it would be twice as effective because their true Yin would suck everything out of it, ‘Snow Storm’ held similar characteristics.
While other artifacts did nothing to the enhancement of Qi, this artifact increased the Qi of someone by three times.
Now I tell you, a palace of untouched women and the horny men of this world hadn’t pounced on it was precisely because of this relic.
A transcendent realm was equivalent to the Guardian rank.
Now consider making that person three in one.
It wouldn’t be the transcendent realm anymore but the realm of Supremes.
I tell you, Supremes weren’t something anyone in this world could take on.
[And the fact that using that artifact at the cost of one’s life is completely irrelevant] ‘That too.’ [Is that why you had me modify the recipe?] ‘No.
I never knew we’d end up here.’ But since we were, now was the good time to use it.
Unless of course, I could wing it some other way.
And after relaying useless explanations that no one was interested in, we finally arrived at the imperial court of the Yin Palace.
Girls lined up on my left and right in light blue robes, their attention set on me and their beauty more natural than the last one, now I know how Captain Steve felt.
Lucky bastard.
[…] Yeah, yeah, they had nothing but scorn for me in their eyes but like that mattered.
“Speak.” A voice came from behind a giant veil that was perched in front of the throne.
Since she was asking me to get straight to the point, I got straight to the point, “I’m here to make a deal.” Immediately, a storm of Qi passed through the entire courtroom and I wasn’t affected in the least.
Why would I be?
They were all weaker than me.
But that woman on the throne wasn’t but she wasn’t going to attack me.
She could barely move.
“How dare you to be so impudent!” The thorny rose who brought me here yelled but… Slap!
Yes, I slapped her.
And quite hard too.
What can I say?
I was a member of true gender equality.
Besides, I wasn’t afraid of anyone here.
They should be afraid of me.
They should be very afraid of me.
As the woman I slapped crashed into the wall of the palace, the anger in the rest of the courtroom passed a certain stage as well but just as it reached its peak and they attacked me… “Enough!!!!” An even bigger storm of Qi passed through the entire palace, not just the court.
It would have been disastrous facing that monster had I not made sure she wouldn’t be able to even stand up for herself.
That was also why I was so obedient till now.
I was worried this woman would be fine and dandy but it looked like the rumors were true.
“So, the great Shuang Nudi used the ‘Snow Storm’, huh?
Bold move I say.” I said which stopped everyone in the room.
Terrified expression on their faces because ‘Snow Storm’ wasn’t something that was known by the people of the outside world.
They all thought it was a secret technique that burned one’s true Qi and those who did come here never made it out alive so the world wouldn’t know about it like that as well.
But as Allison earlier said, ‘Snow Storm’ sucked one’s life.
And this woman had used it.
She was dying.
“You’re dying.” And I could save her.
“And I’m the hero sent here to save the damsel in distress.” Ahh… Such a gentleman.
[The woman you slapped isn’t getting up] Small stuff.
Small stuff.
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