I Reloaded the Save File! [Transmigration] - Chapter 54

Mo Xiao and Yun Yu were highly skilled and daring. Before the snowstorm reached its peak, they directly opened a small gap in the barrier. After letting in a few snowflakes, they closed it again.

The snowflakes fell onto the ground upon entering the barrier and quickly melted into tiny water droplets, leaving behind several transparent crystals that flashed with scattered light.

“These contain ice spiritual energy and don’t look like minerals,” Mo Xiao picked up a few pieces and examined them carefully. “These things seem similar to the Icewing Birds’ wings.”

“The Icewing Birds appear with the snowstorm, and these things are inside the snowstorm. The two are likely related,” Yun Yu took a piece and, after careful observation, crushed the crystal with slight pressure.

“If they weren’t mixed within the snowstorm, they would essentially have no lethality,” Yun Yu concluded.

This was only the beginning of the snowstorm. Needless to say, Mo Xiao and Yun Yu were unaffected. Even the Golden Core stage cultivators who had just arrived were not significantly impacted.

A quarter of an hour later, the snowstorm began to exert its true power. Not only did the transparent crystals exist within the wind and snow, but lethal wind blades also appeared.

If ordinary people stood here for two or three breaths, they would likely be shredded by these wind blades.

Intense clashing sounds rang out against the two’s barriers. The wind blades did not disappear upon hitting the barrier but shattered into smaller wind blades, continuing to hide within the snowstorm.

“Senior Sister, I want to check the edge of the inn. The wind blades over there seem to be different from the ones here,” Mo Xiao observed the surroundings carefully.

“Alright, let’s go together,” Yun Yu’s idea was similar to Mo Xiao’s.

The barrier was fixed in place and would not move with the two of them. Therefore, as Mo Xiao and Yun Yu walked towards the edge of the inn, the surrounding wind blades rushed towards them, as if possessing their own consciousness, with extremely precise aim.

Unfortunately, the two’s abilities were formidable. They directly condensed sword energy to shatter the wind blades. Ultimately, only a few harmless snowflakes fell upon them.

“Ah—” The first scream rang out. A wind blade broke through a Nascent Soul initial stage cultivator’s defense, leaving a bloody scratch on his face.

“Quick, if you can’t hold it, lie down!” An experienced cultivator shouted, reminding them. “As long as you lie on the ground and let the snow cover you, you won’t be attacked!”

The injured cultivator touched his face, hardened his resolve, and immediately flattened himself on the ground, simultaneously tearing off his white outer robe completely to expose the dark inner clothing.

As expected, after the cultivator lay down, the wind blades stopped attacking him. However, the snowflakes on him accumulated rapidly. Given time, he would likely be buried in the snow.

Yun Yu and Mo Xiao exchanged a look and tacitly quickened their pace, stopping just barely at the edge of the inn’s protected area.

“It’s very strange. There is clearly no barrier here, so why is the difference between the inside and the outside so large?” Yun Yu couldn’t figure it out.

If the power of the snowstorm within the protected area was a one, the snowstorm outside that area was at least a six or seven. Combined with the Icewing Birds that could rush out at any moment, the danger multiplied tenfold was an understatement.

Mo Xiao tentatively stretched out her hand. Almost instantly upon crossing the boundary, three wind blades rushed toward her palm, leaving a few red marks on it.

“Senior Sister, the power of the wind blades seems quite ordinary,” Mo Xiao said. It only left a few marks and didn’t even break her skin.

No sooner had Mo Xiao finished speaking than she saw the few palm-sized wind blades suddenly merge. Taking advantage of her momentary lapse, they rushed over, leaving a deeper mark on Mo Xiao’s palm.

“The wind outside is very strong,” Mo Xiao quietly retracted her hand, looking at the spot on her hand that was now showing blood, and immediately took out healing ointment to apply.

It’s best not to let Zuo Wuyi know about this self-inflicted injury, or she’ll start nagging again.

Mo Xiao thought that by treating her injury promptly, Zuo Wuyi wouldn’t notice anything amiss. Unfortunately, she didn’t know that Zuo Wuyi’s soul was bound to a system. Although the system was useless most of the time, in certain specific moments, it could still offer Zuo Wuyi some help.

For instance, now. The system was diligently broadcasting the scene involving Mo Xiao and Yun Yu. And Mo Xiao’s action of directly extending her hand and getting injured was watched by Zuo Wuyi from beginning to end.

Well, well, Mo Xiao. I told you to be careful, yet you act so recklessly. If there’s no lab rat, you become the test subject yourself? How admirable!

“Junior Sister, next time, you can just use something else to test it. There’s no need to take such risks,” Yun Yu felt like laughing after seeing Mo Xiao’s blunder, but she was more wary of the wind blades.

The power of ordinary wind blades was enough to injure a Golden Core cultivator. When they combined and increased in size, they could injure an unprepared Nascent Soul cultivator.

In this situation, if these enlarged versions continued to combine, wouldn’t they become a threat capable of harming or even killing a Spirit Transformation cultivator?

But if the wind blades were that powerful, why was the inn so safe? And why was there a so-called protected area? Did these wind blades truly possess consciousness?

Yun Yu and Mo Xiao stood at the edge and studied the phenomenon for about half an hour, repeatedly testing the wind blades’ power. They finally deduced a result: the power of the wind blades was determined by the cultivator’s defensive ability.

If you were injured by the most ordinary wind blade initially, the attacking wind blades would not change, and you could use your abilities to evade them.

However, if you were struck by a wind blade but sustained no injury, the wind blade would seemingly consciously judge your defensive power, then multiple blades would combine into a larger wind blade, incrementally increasing its power until you entered a state of being continuously wounded, only then would it stop.

Mo Xiao and Yun Yu were both quick-witted. Coupled with the rumors they had heard about the inheritance of an Integration stage cultivator, they quickly defined this wind blade as a kind of trial.

The wind blades would injure the cultivator, that was true, but they would not kill the cultivator. Of course, if you were attacked and killed by an Icewing Bird while dodging the wind blades, that would be outside the wind blades’ consideration.

Having obtained the desired results, the two did not linger outside but quickly paid spirit stones and entered the inn.

“Senior Sister, Eldest Senior Sister, you aren’t hurt, are you?” Yun He asked nervously when the two entered.

From the moment she entered the inn, Yun He couldn’t sense the situation outside at all, and she had spent the past half-hour extremely worried.

“No, we didn’t go far. We just looked around nearby,” Yun Yu said. “Now we just wait for the snowstorm to subside before we continue deeper, approaching the center of the extreme northern region.”

Although the inn was expensive, there were quite a number of people. Yun Yu wasn’t generous enough to directly share her findings, so she didn’t say much.

“Here, put this on again,” Mo Xiao, still unaware that her every move had been observed by Zuo Wuyi, took off the cloak and draped it over her.

Zuo Wuyi didn’t immediately lose her temper. She cooperated by putting on the cloak that carried Mo Xiao’s body warmth, then turned her head and asked, “Were you injured?”

“Huh?” Mo Xiao was startled and quickly denied it. “No, you can check. I have no injuries.”

“Is that so?” Zuo Wuyi was half-skeptical. “But if you weren’t injured, why does the cloak smell of ointment?”

“Does it smell of ointment? I don’t smell anything,” Mo Xiao retorted.

Impossible. I applied the ointment very quickly. With the snowstorm outside, how could the cloak have acquired the smell of the medicine? Is Zuo Wuyi trying to trick me?

Zuo Wuyi didn’t answer but looked directly into Mo Xiao’s eyes and kindly reminded her, “Senior Sister, we once promised each other to be honest and not conceal anything.”

Upon hearing Zuo Wuyi’s words, Mo Xiao’s expression fell. “It’s just a trivial injury that doesn’t matter. There was no need to mention it.”

“Does a trivial injury require applying ointment?” Zuo Wuyi countered.

“…” Mo Xiao was speechless. She applied the ointment to leave no trace, but it was precisely the ointment that exposed her. How should I explain this now? No explanation seems right!

“Did you make a mistake?” Zuo Wuyi asked in a voice only the two of them could hear. “Didn’t you say that mistakes must be punished?”

“Yes, I made a mistake. I accept the punishment. What do you want me to do?” Mo Xiao surrendered. Although the injury was minor, she had indeed lied to Zuo Wuyi and deceived her.

“Anything at all?” Zuo Wuyi had only mentioned it casually, not expecting Mo Xiao to actually agree.

“Of course.” Mo Xiao would fulfill the promise she made to the best of her ability.

Zuo Wuyi looked around at the environment. What a pity. If it were night right now, the things I could ask for would be much more.

“When we leave the inn later, you’ll carry me on your back, all the way to the next inn!” Zuo Wuyi proposed a request that wasn’t excessive but presented some difficulty.

“I can do that,” Mo Xiao agreed immediately. Carrying one person was simple. Unless they had to travel through a snowstorm, it posed no threat to her.

It wasn’t until dusk that the snowstorm finally subsided. Once they confirmed it was safe outside, the people in the inn eagerly crowded the exit, afraid of being charged an extra ten high-grade spirit stones for a slight delay.

Mo Xiao and the four others were not lacking money, so they leisurely left the inn near the very end.

“The snow has become much deeper. When we arrived, the inn had seventeen steps,” Qiu Wu said, glancing downward. “Now there are only seven steps left.”

Zuo Wuyi looked at the cultivators digging people out of the snow and sighed, “It’s fortunate it was only a few hours of snowstorm. Even those buried could be rescued in time.”