The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law
Chapter 269 - 262: The Great Catastrophe Approaches

Chapter 269: Chapter 262: The Great Catastrophe Approaches

Snow fluttered through the sky, and the cold wind was piercing.

Long Chen led Xuanyuan Yu’er, following the ancient bluestone steps upwards on the mountain.

This peak was usually desolate with no visitors.

Firstly, because it was not open to the public, it was difficult for tourists to come here,

and secondly, because the temperature here was eerily low, far lower than other areas of the Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

Ordinary people who came here, even with adequate protective measures, would hardly be able to withstand it.

Only those in the world of Martial Arts could possibly be safe and sound.

"Long Chen, this mountain is so tall, and we’ve been climbing for so long, we’ve only reached about one-fifth of it, right? Are you sure the Martial God Conference is at the peak?"

Xuanyuan Yu’er asked Long Chen breathlessly.

"I can’t be sure, but I guess it’s probably above here. If it’s not, it’s okay. Once we stand at the peak, we will easily see where the Martial God Conference is being held," Long Chen said with a smile.

"I can hardly walk anymore, can you carry me?"

Xuanyuan Yu’er asked quietly.

"No."

Long Chen refused without hesitation.

"Fine, don’t carry me then, you miser, let’s just go."

Xuanyuan Yu’er pushed Long Chen.

Long Chen smiled slightly and walked ahead.

But Long Chen had only taken one step when he found that Xuanyuan Yu’er suddenly jumped up and clung to his back.

"Hey, is that fair to play like this?"

Long Chen said, half crying and half laughing.

"I don’t care, you must carry me."

Xuanyuan Yu’er clung tightly to Long Chen’s neck, as if afraid he would put her down.

Long Chen was at a loss for words and had to acquiesce to Xuanyuan Yu’er’s action.

Seeing that Long Chen didn’t put her down and carried her up the mountain, Xuanyuan Yu’er smiled sweetly and closed her eyes.

Lying on Long Chen’s back, Xuanyuan Yu’er felt exceptionally comfortable.

Unconsciously, Xuanyuan Yu’er actually fell asleep.

Long Chen felt her even breathing and was quite helpless.

Was his back really that comfortable? She actually fell asleep.

It would have been fine if she had just slept, but she even drooled.

While Long Chen sighed, he inadvertently looked up and saw what seemed to be a person standing up ahead.

Upon closer inspection, Long Chen discovered that about twenty meters above, indeed there was a person standing.

He had been frozen into an ice sculpture, with snow piling up on him.

This sight shocked Long Chen and he hastened his pace.

Getting closer, Long Chen was surprised to find that the person inside the ice sculpture was actually Zhuge Qingfeng from Dao Ming Mountain.

Immediately, Long Chen put Xuanyuan Yu’er down.

Xuanyuan Yu’er woke up with a start, wiped the corner of her mouth, and asked somewhat dazedly, "Are we there yet?"

"Not yet. Be careful not to fall down the mountain," Long Chen said as he stared at the ice sculpture.

Xuanyuan Yu’er also noticed the ice sculpture and instantly became alert, covering her mouth in shock and exclaiming, "Oh my god, how did he get frozen like this?"

"Perhaps he did it on purpose," Long Chen frowned.

After pondering for a moment, Long Chen still made a move and shattered the ice covering Zhuge Qingfeng’s body.

A chill wind blew, and Zhuge Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah."

Xuanyuan Yu’er was startled and almost fell backward off the mountain, but luckily, Long Chen was quick to catch her.

"Old man, what are you doing lying in the road like a ghost? Who are you trying to scare?"

Long Chen asked feeling annoyed.

"Heh, I knew it, only you would come to thaw the ice for an old Taoist like me. My two days of waiting here have not been in vain."

Zhuge Qingfeng said with a smile.

"Why were you waiting for me?"

"Waiting for you, naturally, is to calculate a divination for you. A great battle is imminent, and this divination must be made." Zhuge Qingfeng’s expression became a bit more serious.

Beside him, Xuanyuan Yu’er felt somewhat uneasy.

This old Taoist had an otherworldly demeanor and seemed quite extraordinary.

Moreover, he had been specifically waiting here and had been frozen into an ice statue, but after the ice shattered, he was unharmed, indicating his Martial Arts Cultivation was incredibly high.

Long Chen stared at Zhuge Qingfeng and said softly, "You know I don’t believe in these things."

"Belief is not important. After all, it’s not you who’s exerting the effort. Young Master Long, I won’t charge you. How about I do the divination for free?"

Zhuge Qingfeng insisted.

"Alright then, I shall reluctantly agree to you this once. What do I need to do to cooperate?"

"Just give me three strands of your hair."

"Fine."

Long Chen pulled out three strands of his hair without hesitation and handed them to Zhuge Qingfeng.

Ten minutes later, Zhuge Qingfeng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, with a shocked look in his eyes.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Long Chen asked anxiously.

"Young Master Long, your fate... it’s..."

Zhuge Qingfeng started to speak, then suddenly stopped, not continuing.

"What is it?"

"Alas, Young Master Long, this old Taoist cannot reveal too much, but on this journey to Kunlun, you will encounter the greatest peril of your life. An enormous calamity is approaching. There might be a threat to your life, with more disadvantages than advantages. Young Master Long, listen to an old man’s advice and turn back now."

Zhuge Qingfeng said earnestly.

Long Chen smiled and said, "I’ve already reached Kunlun, agreeing to Princely Heir Yan Yiqiu’s challenge from Yan Royal Mansion. I’m prepared to battle with him regardless of life or death. To ask me to turn back now would be better than telling me to die outright. No matter what great calamity awaits, even if the sky falls down, I’m determined to reach the Peak of Kunlun."

"Young Master Long, if you’re so resolute, then this old man can only wish you a smooth journey. Just remember, that Princely Heir of Yan Royal Mansion might not truly face you in single combat. You must be careful."

Zhuge Qingfeng said.

"How about this—join me and fight our enemies together?" Long Chen said with a smile, looking at Zhuge Qingfeng.

Zhuge Qingfeng quickly waved his hands and said, "Dao Ming Mountain does not meddle in worldly affairs. Please do not put this old Taoist in a difficult position, Young Master Long."

"Look at you, why are you even here? Surely it can’t be just to calculate a divination for me?"

"Exactly that, just for a divination. Now that it is done, this old Taoist must leave. If we are fortunate enough to meet again, I have eight more words to give to you, Young Master Long. I do hope we are destined to meet again."

With that, Zhuge Qingfeng didn’t stay any longer and headed straight down the mountain with great speed, quickly vanishing into the distance.

Long Chen didn’t speak again; he just watched the old Taoist leave.

Xuanyuan Yu’er said quietly, "Long Chen, that elder has an extraordinary demeanor and is a very strong master. Perhaps we should take his words into consideration. Should we reconsider whether to go up the mountain?"

"Why hesitate? As a man born between heaven and earth, one should fear no hardship. I am curious to see what sort of calamity this Princely Heir of Yan Royal Mansion can bring upon me."

Long Chen appeared relaxed, his steps light, as he continued to ascend the mountain.

Xuanyuan Yu’er tried hard to keep up with Long Chen, but her Martial Arts Cultivation was not sufficient. On this part of the mountain where the path was no longer visible, walking was extremely difficult, and she seemed in danger of falling at any moment.

Unable to watch this, Long Chen had no choice but to reach out and help Xuanyuan Yu’er along.

"I’m sorry, I... I do not wish to become your burden, yet it seems I have become one."

Tears blurred Xuanyuan Yu’er’s eyes as she bit her lips tightly.