Divine Beast Creator
Chapter 842 - 843: Heading to... the Ice Field?

Chapter 842: Chapter 843: Heading to... the Ice Field?

"Are you guys... going on a picnic?"

Looking at Feng Yuan, who had empty hands, Teacher Yan was somewhat surprised. Though Qi Chen had a backpack, it was just an ordinary one, far smaller than the one he carried behind him.

"There’s nothing much to bring, after all, we’re not going to wander aimlessly in some deep mountains. Mordan from decades ago couldn’t be that different."

Feng Yuan said nonchalantly, indeed over the decades, the region of Mordan hadn’t changed much. Gladys chuckled and said,

"The Mordan in the midst of a snowstorm is not so easily conquered."

"Agunas is here, no problem."

Feng Yuan swept a glance at Agunas beside him, noting that the other hadn’t even bothered to switch his true form, indicating that the danger wasn’t significant.

"Isn’t Veronia going?"

Dou Yanlan asked with some confusion. Agunas flicked his tail disdainfully and said,

"Isn’t it just perfect that it’s not going? It’s not a Divine Beast of Time, so there wouldn’t be much use in going."

Qi Chen looked at Feng Yuan amusedly. That guy had taken in so many chaotic Spirit Beasts, and now he was in trouble? It was clear Agunas and Veronia did not see eye to eye, and Qi wondered how he would solve this issue.

"Please..."

Suddenly, a young girl’s voice echoed. Feng Yuan looked at the little girl in surprise and said,

"The Language of the Gods?! She actually..."

Running her hand through her long hair, clad in a yellow ritual robe, Gladys said a bit jealously,

"Yes, she is the closest person to the gods in our clan."

As Gladys pulled up her hood, the little girl began to emit points of light that fluttered about like fireflies, gradually painting the room in dazzling colors. Just then, Chen Xin rushed in from behind the Space Gate, catching her breath as she said,

"It looks like I made it in time."

"You’re not really planning on changing fate, are you?"

Feng Yuan glanced at Chen Xin with a bad feeling. Looking at Feng Yuan, Chen Xin hesitated,

"Is it not allowable?"

"Forget it, do as you wish, as long as you can accept the consequences."

Feng Yuan said somewhat helplessly. After all, it wasn’t a big deal, and since the Mordan Clan was related to time, they surely knew how to address any potential problems. Therefore, Feng Yuan wasn’t too worried.

"Aren’t you afraid of stirring up another strange sect?"

Qi Chen said worriedly, afraid that Chen Xin, like Meng Binglan, might create some bizarre organization, which would be troublesome. Feng Yuan glanced at Qi Chen and said annoyedly,

"It’s not that easy to cause such severe consequences. There might be some effects, but they shouldn’t be too significant..."

As he spoke, Feng Yuan himself seemed somewhat unsure. The original Transcend Sect had caused huge trouble just from a catalyst. Although their visit to Mordan was unlikely to significantly affect history, it still wasn’t too clear? He’d just be more cautious, Feng Yuan thought silently. As for stopping her? Feng Yuan didn’t plan to do so.

Some things, she has to experience herself to understand why, just like Meng Binglan, who now is very cautious about Ancient Ruins. Although initially, Feng Yuan thought she was the one secretly excavating in Dao Lake City, he had later clearly understood.

Meng Binglan did not endorse that radical approach, even bringing up the matter of the Transcend Sect, but apart from Captain Yang, no one knew what had happened then. History had been rectified after all unless there’s a special case, otherwise, it’s impossible to recall the severe extent of the Transcend Sect’s rampage.

And no one would think it was all because of her minor selfish desire. It’s more likely a coincidence that led to the Transcend Sect she mentioned in the end.

"Just be careful, the effects won’t be significant."

Agunas spoke up, defending Feng Yuan, though it felt that this action was merely looking for trouble. However, since Chen Xin took care of Feng Yuan regularly, it was too lazy to worry much.

"Please..."

The little girl spoke again, simultaneously transforming into a sky full of light points, the surrounding space starting to warp. A black spot appeared where the little girl vanished, and the entire space seemed to be sucked into that black spot, continuously warping and contracting.

"Ugh...that was not a friendly time travel experience at all."

Feng Yuan rubbed his forehead and shook his head, saying. Compared to traveling with the White Wolf Deity, it felt as though he had been thrown into a washing machine on a violent spin cycle. It took a while before Feng Yuan could regain his bearings and look around. At that moment, everyone was standing on snowy ground, surrounded by a relentless blizzard that seemed determined to bury them under the torrent of snowflakes.

"Xiao Ji? Are you there?"

Upon hearing Feng Yuan’s shout, Xiao Ji, who was lying on the snowy ground, struggled to lift his head, shook his body vigorously, and let out a loud eagle cry. After putting on his hood, Feng Yuan tightened his robe around him; he had anticipated the cold in the Mordan snowstorm, but the actual temperature was more severe than he had expected.

"Little Crocodile, do you have a Ritual Robe?"

Agunas, floating nearby, tilted his head, puzzled by what Feng Yuan intended when he pointed at Chen Xin, who was lying in the snow, and remarked,

"Her clothes don’t seem thick enough."

Agunas rolled his eyes and said, somewhat speechlessly,

"Do you think I have such a thing?"

"Tsk, Little Crocodile, aren’t you considering finding some priests or something?"

"Why would I do that? I don’t need regular contact with humans."

Agunas glanced at Feng Yuan irritably, commenting that he interacted with Feng Yuan more than others, but as for others? Forget it, he had no interest.

"Don’t you think it would be fun to have a few pretty girls serving you?"

Feng Yuan teased, causing Agunas to roll his eyes and swish his tail as he responded incredulously,

"Are you joking? My aesthetic is not the same as you humans. What you call ’pretty’ doesn’t appeal to me."

"Whatever!"

"Really troublesome..."

As he spoke, Feng Yuan took out an ancient book. Just as Agunas wondered what Feng Yuan was up to, the ancient book lit up and a black Space Gate slowly appeared. Feng Yuan reached in and pulled out a black, oversized robe, saying,

"This will have to do."

"Are you sure that’s alright?"

Agunas looked with some exasperation at the black robe pulsing with the Breath of Death, wondering if an ordinary person could wear it without falling ill.

"No choice, the Wolf God’s Robe is gone. If we want to stay warm, this is the only option."

Feng Yuan spoke with a bit of a headache. As for ignoring the issue—given the current situation, it wouldn’t be long before Chen Xin caught a cold. Meanwhile, Yue Bai had already awakened, and seeing Chen Xin beside him, he hurriedly moved to shield her from the wind and cold.

"My head is spinning..."

Rubbing their heads, everyone instinctively tightened their clothes around them. Qi Chen and the others were better off, wearing the Wolf God’s Robe. Despite the piercing blizzard, the robes kept them from feeling overly cold. Chen Xin, however, was more troubled. Although she was wearing a cotton jacket, the icy wind seemed to penetrate her jacket continuously, stripping away her warmth.

"There should be clothes that can shield against the cold in the Mordan Clan."

Agunas waved the book in his hand, and a Barrier appeared around Chen Xin. Shivering from the cold, Chen Xin finally felt better and was about to say something thankful when Dou Yanlan spoke,

"Not necessarily. If the blizzard doesn’t have the capacity for an Ultimate Move to counter the cold, staying warm might be difficult. However, using the power of a Beast Tamer might still provide some resistance."

Upon hearing Dou Yanlan’s words, Chen Xin immediately borrowed Yue Bai’s power to create a close-fitting Energy Barrier around her body. She stepped out from the Barrier set by Agunas. Although it was still piercingly cold, it was no longer unbearable.

"And the little girl? Surely we can’t just look for her in this vast snowfield?"

Feng Yuan looked around, somewhat exasperated, and Gladys, pulling her hood down a little to completely hide her face in the shadows, said with a hint of amusement,

"This isn’t a snowfield; this is Mordic Prairie. It has turned into this only because of the blizzard. Geographically, it’s similar to Maomu City."

"That’s too harsh..."

Looking around at the vast expanse of white, Feng Yuan said perplexedly. If Gladys hadn’t mentioned it, he might have thought he had ended up in a place like the Northern Ice Plains, little knowing what Veludante had possibly done.