Chapter 5: Snow Empress?

Facing an eight-ringed Evil Soul Master, even though the hundred-thousand-year soul beast was injured from its tribulation, it could still suppress the enemy by taking advantage of the Extreme North's terrain.

Unfortunately, this advantage was instantly overturned when the Evil Soul Master summoned his three-word battle armor.

With the power of a Hyper Douluo bursting forth, the Evil Soul Master instantly gained the upper hand.

"Jie jie jie~"

"Become my ninth soul ring!"

A sinister white skeletal claw reached toward the soul beast's vital point.

At this critical moment, the chilling white skeletal claw suddenly froze in mid-air.

In the deep green pupils of the skeleton Evil Soul Master, an endless terror spread.

An invisible soul power pressure descended upon him, rendering him completely immobile.

It must be known that although he was only an eight-ringed Soul Douluo, his soul power had already reached level ninety, making him a quasi-Titled Douluo.

With his three-word battle armor equipped, he could unleash the strength of a Hyper Douluo.

For him to be rendered completely motionless by soul power alone, there was only one possibility.

"An Ultimate Douluo!"

In the next second, his field of vision was blocked by a broad figure.

Di Tian did not immediately look at the Evil Soul Master but instead focused on the newly ascended hundred-thousand-year soul beast.

He was so surprised that he blurted out, "Snow Empress?!"

The soul beast before him was an Ice Jade Empress Scorpion with a hundred-thousand-year cultivation.

She had the appearance of a human, with long, flowing white hair cascading down to her feet. Her sky-blue eyes were ethereal and clear, and her slender body was flawless. Dressed in a white long dress, she was as elegant as winter snow and as noble as a cold plum blossom standing proudly in the frost.

Her appearance was an exact match for the Snow Empress—down to the very last detail.

"What?"

"Why is everyone calling me Snow Empress?"

"My name is Xue Ling, a naturally born Ice Snow Spirit from the Extreme North!"

"I'm not some so-called Snow Empress!"

Xue Ling had originally wanted to express her gratitude to her savior, but the moment she heard him also call her "Snow Empress," a nameless fire rose in her heart.

She was Xue Ling, not the Snow Empress, and she was certainly not a substitute for any other soul beast!

Seeing her puff up her cheeks in anger, Di Tian shook his head and confirmed that she was indeed not the Snow Empress.

The Snow Empress had always been icy cold, distant, and untouchable. However, the Xue Ling before him had a clear and innocent temperament, like that of a pure-hearted child.

With that thought, Di Tian roughly deduced Xue Ling's origins.

Ten thousand years ago, when the Snow Empress became Huo Yuhao's soul spirit and ascended to the Divine Realm, the energy of the Extreme North had no place to converge. Once accumulated to a certain level, it would naturally give birth to a new being.

Just like how the original Snow Empress had been born, Xue Ling was a naturally formed Ice Snow Spirit of the Extreme North.

Only a unique being blessed by heaven and earth could reach a hundred-thousand-year cultivation in just ten thousand years.

Since the Snow Empress had ruled the Extreme North for countless years and was practically a deity to the local soul beasts, it was understandable that some fanatical soul beast remnants would fervently call Xue Ling the "Snow Empress."

Seeing Xue Ling still pouting like a child and refusing to acknowledge him, Di Tian let out a helpless smile.

It was not worth arguing with a child.

He turned his attention to the Evil Soul Master, who was now a trapped prey.

He asked bluntly, "Where is the Demon Emperor?"

"Tell me, and I'll spare your life."

At the same time, he slightly loosened his suppression, allowing the Evil Soul Master to speak.

Facing imminent death, the Evil Soul Master—who was the epitome of selfishness—did not hesitate for a second to betray his organization.

"I don't know where the Demon Emperor is! In our sect, only true Titled Douluos are qualified to meet the Demon Emperor, Your Majesty."

Sensing a chilling gaze, he hurriedly pointed at Xue Ling and stammered,

"She knows! Their soul beast leader knows! The current ruler of the Extreme North, Titan Snow Demon King, he definitely knows the Demon Emperor's exact location."

With Di Tian's keen perception and insight, he immediately recognized that the skeleton Evil Soul Master was not lying.

Expressionless, he raised a finger and pointed at the Evil Soul Master.

"Senior! You said… you wouldn't kill me!" the Evil Soul Master cried out in terror.

Yet, the overwhelming force of the finger still pressed down without hesitation.

Until he was crushed into the snowy ground, completely losing consciousness.

However, Di Tian had indeed kept his promise—he did not kill him.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Strictly speaking, these Evil Soul Masters were not truly "human." They were mere puppets driven by slaughter and death.

As long as they could weaken human power and increase humanity's opposing forces, they had some value in Di Tian's eyes.

"Xue Ling."

Di Tian's gentle call made Xue Ling's eyes light up. The blue ripples in her gaze shone brilliantly.

This was the first soul beast who had ever truly respected her wishes, rather than treating her as a substitute for the Snow Empress.

"Mm-hmm~"

With a childlike nature, her mood shifted as quickly as the wind.

Standing on tiptoe, she placed her white hands behind her back, circled around Di Tian, and curiously studied him.

Di Tian did not bother concealing his identity. Since they were both soul beasts, Xue Ling naturally sensed that the imposing man before her was also a soul beast.

"Hehe~"

"Thank you for saving me just now~"

"By the way, what's your name? Where did you come from?"

"What's your true form? Are you really a True Dragon? You smell just like a True Dragon bone I sniffed before! I already told you about myself, so you're not allowed to hide anything!"

"From what I heard when you were talking with that human bad guy, you want to find Titan Snow Demon King, right? I know where he is! I'll take you there!"

"…"

Once Xue Ling started talking, she didn't stop—like an endlessly chattering storybook.

"Alright!"

"Let's go find Titan Snow Demon King, and we can chat on the way."

Hearing Di Tian's approval, Xue Ling beamed like a blooming flower in the warm winter sun.

She reached out and grabbed Di Tian's hand, dragging him toward the Extreme North's core region.

Like an excited child who had finally found a playmate, she eagerly pulled him along as if she were taking him home as a guest.

Dancing lightly over the snowy landscape, her footsteps left no traces.

She turned back and smiled playfully,

"Hey!"

"I can't just call you 'hey' all the time, can I?"

"Di Tian, from the Star Dou Forest outside the Extreme North."

"As for my true form, yes, I belong to the True Dragon race—Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King."

"…"

Di Tian answered each of Xue Ling's questions, then posed one of his own.

"Did the soul beasts of the Extreme North make some kind of agreement with the Demon Emperor to continue surviving here?"

If the soul beasts of the Extreme North had not been slaughtered by the Evil Soul Masters, then it was undoubtedly related to the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor, a single mother of twenty thousand years, had not raised her daughter, Lan Fozi, to be a murderous maniac, which suggested that she still harbored some kindness toward soul beasts.

(End of Chapter)