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Between the Central Continent and the Extreme Northern Lands lies a continuous range of snow-capped mountains that stretch from east to west, where it’s always heavily snowing and seldom sunny.

"This is the legendary Great Snow Mountain." Lu Yang stood at the foothill of the mountain, shielding his eyes as he looked upwards. Behind the swirling snowflakes, a towering, pure white mountain range lay quietly before him.

"It’s not so much a legend as it is that the place is too remote; few people are willing to come here," Lan Ting said with a laugh.

It was an understatement—Laurel Fairy Palace was considered a semi-hermit Immortal Sect and rarely interacted with the outside world. External communications, such as seeking help from the Laurel Fairy Palace, issuing tasks, meetings among the Righteous Path, or Immortal Sect gatherings, all relied on messages relayed through the Communication Hall at the foot of the mountain.

However, there were cases where direct access to the Laurel Fairy Palace was possible without intermediaries, like when Lan Ting took Lu Yang up the mountain—an act commonly referred to in the public as using the "back door."

On both sides of the winding mountain path, one often saw small trees, translucent like jade, standing over a man’s height, as exquisite as works of art.

"These are Laurel Trees?" It was Lu Yang’s first encounter with living Laurel Trees, as he had only seen their branches and twigs in the outside world.

Laurel Trees only grew on Great Snow Mountain, unable to survive elsewhere, no matter what divine abilities were used to prolong their life.

"Yes, the Great Snow Mountain is full of Laurel Trees. Legend has it that thirty thousand years ago, Ancient Immortals battled, squeezing stars into continents, and the moon turned into what is now the Great Snow Mountain."

"Fairy, is that true?" Lu Yang asked for confirmation from the usually unresponsive Fairy Eternity.

"It should be. According to the soil composition from the base of the mountain, it really is the moon. Back then, Laurel Trees indeed grew on the moon. The Jade Rabbit often dug holes under the trees, and Immortal Jiuchong frequently visited the moon to capture Jade Rabbits for breeding.

Ying Tian Immortal often took the Sky Opening Axe to the moon to chop down Laurel Trees and bring them back to me for firewood to burn."

"Let me tell you, the food cooked with Laurel Tree wood has a unique fragrance that no other tree can replicate."

The two of them slowly ascended Great Snow Mountain, which stood thirty thousand meters tall and was the highest in the Cultivation World—insurmountable for average cultivators. Yet, for Lu Yang and Lan Ting, both Divine Transformation Stage Cultivators, climbing the mountain was as easy as walking on flat ground.

The closer they got to the summit, the more frequent the Laurel Trees appeared, and they became taller, with many surpassing ten meters.

As Lu Yang climbed onto a massive rocky platform, he saw a pristine white palace nestled among the mountains, stunningly beautiful, like something out of an Immortal Realm—the Laurel Fairy Palace that people spoke of but seldom visited.

Lan Ting led Lu Yang to the entrance of the palace. Two female disciples guarding the entrance became instinctively alert when they saw a man approaching, weapons in hand, blocking the entryway.

Just as Lan Ting was about to explain, the two female disciples got a clear look at Lu Yang’s face and asked with a mix of hesitation and delight, "Could it be that you are Elder Brother Lu Yang from Seek Dao Sect?"

Lu Yang nodded, sensing something off about the way the two female disciples looked at him.

Lan Ting inwardly cursed her luck; she had only thought about inviting Lu Yang to the Laurel Fairy Palace to foster a closer relationship with him, but she had forgotten how popular he was at the Laurel Fairy Palace!

"Hasn’t Young Master Meng from Imperial City come with you?" The two female disciples glanced around, hoping to catch a glimpse of the legendary ascetic who was known for his seriousness, distance from women, and devotion to the path of cultivation.

"He is currently at a critical point in his cultivation and could not come," Lu Yang replied.

This was true; Meng Jingzhou’s current priority was to stay away from feminine allure, and a place like the Laurel Fairy Palace, brimming with beauties, was off-limits to him.

"That’s how it is; please enter, Elder Brother," said the female disciples, granting him entry without requiring any further explanation from Lan Ting.

As Lan Ting previously mentioned, the palace’s rules weren’t as strict as one might think.

Of course, how strict they were depended on who the visitor was; someone like Daoist Buyu wouldn’t have received such a warm welcome.

Lan Ting was beginning to regret taking Lu Yang to the Fairy Palace; she would have been better off inviting him to her own home.

But now that they were already at the entrance of the palace, it was too late for second thoughts.

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Inside the Fairy Palace, everything was shrouded in silver-white, a vast expanse of white. The eaves and treetops each bore a thick layer of snow.

The Laurel Fairy Palace naturally had the ability to clear away the snow, but Chasing Moon True Person, the founder of the palace, believed that such an environment was conducive to the cultivation of the Power of Taiyin, and thus there was no need to raise a barrier to keep the heavy snow at bay.

"I’ll take you to see Master first."

Lu Yang’s expression was somewhat intriguing.

Lan Ting’s Master was none other than Palace Master Luo Hongxia of the Laurel Fairy Palace, a figure from the same era as Daoist Buyu, a venerable elder held in high regard, but also someone who had been defeated by Lu Yang at the same realm.

It wasn’t entirely accurate to say she had been defeated by Lu Yang; rather, it was more precise to say she was defeated by Lu Yang when he was possessed by Fairy Eternity, which left Luo Hongxia with a mouth full of leaves.

Fearing that the disciples of the Fairy Palace would discover Lu Yang’s whereabouts, Lan Ting hurriedly pulled Lu Yang along to find her Master.

Regrettably, no matter how fast they moved, they couldn’t run within the Fairy Palace. Along the way, they encountered several disciples of the Fairy Palace who all recognized the widely renowned Lu Yang.

Before they could even inquire, Lan Ting had already pulled Lu Yang far away.

"Master, guess who I brought with me!" Lan Ting arrived at the Palace Master’s abode, asking excitedly.

"Lu Yang?" Luo Hongxia caught sight of Lu Yang and, remembering the past experience of being overpowered by him, wore an awkward expression.

"Junior Lu Yang pays his respects to Palace Master Luo," Lu Yang always behaved courteously in front of his elders, and only acted otherwise when possessed by Fairy Eternity.

"Master, I encountered an Elder from the Ruthless Sect while on a mission outside, and Elder Brother Lu Yang came to my rescue. I thought to invite him to our Fairy Palace as a guest, is that okay?"

As a disciple of the Palace Master, Lan Ting did have life-saving techniques. Even without Lu Yang stepping in, she wouldn’t have been in mortal danger, but this didn’t stop her from framing the story this way to others.

Palace Master Luo’s eyes twitched slightly, as if to say, "You’ve already brought him before me to ask if it’s okay, can I even say it isn’t?"

Seeing Lan Ting’s rare excitement, Palace Master Luo sighed inwardly, she had always warned to keep a distance from the disciples of the Seek Dao Sect, lest their thinking be influenced. Clearly, her good disciple had not taken her words to heart.

It’s hard to keep a grown daughter at home.

She sighed inwardly, but with a calm exterior, she said, "Since he has a life-saving grace towards you, having him as a guest in our Fairy Palace wouldn’t be breaking any rules."

With the approval of her Master, Lan Ting joyfully led Lu Yang out of the abode.

No sooner had they opened the great doors of the abode than they saw a multitude of Fairy Palace disciples huddled at the entrance, twittering like swallows, leaving Lu Yang dazzled.

"We finally get to see the legendary Elder Brother Lu Yang?"

"Don’t push, don’t push."

"Elder Brother Lu Yang, how long will you be staying at the Fairy Palace?"

"Elder Brother Lu Yang, can you tell us what the Dragon Clan Ancestor was like?"

The disciples of the Fairy Palace were very interested in Elder Brother Lu Yang, a man of many legends. The news of Lu Yang’s arrival at the Fairy Palace had quickly spread, and everyone was blocking the door, eager to see how the real Lu Yang compared to the depictions of him.

Lu Yang, who had never seen so many beautiful female cultivators, was at a loss for a moment and showed a rare sign of embarrassment.