The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 804: The Summit of Mount Everest

Chapter 804: Chapter 804: The Summit of Mount Everest

Su Qingcheng frowned slightly, feeling a bit confused.

Logically speaking, even if they didn’t thank Ning Fan, they shouldn’t have acted this way.

What, was saving you now a mistake?

"I’ll go ask them."

Su Qingcheng stood up, ready to go over and see what they meant exactly.

Ning Fan, however, asked her to sit down, "It’s fine, whatever they want to do, it won’t affect us."

Even here on Mount Everest, ordinary people posed no threat to him.

Meanwhile, Hong Qingyan was also chatting with some of her juniors.

"They say there’s a Thousand-Year Snow Lotus atop Mount Everest, but how come we haven’t seen any even though we’ve climbed up here?"

"Don’t worry, miss, we’ll definitely find it."

"Yes, let’s look higher up. Maybe we’ll find it there?"

"We’ve come this high; we can’t give up halfway!"

The guide beside them couldn’t help but snort coldly, "At this altitude, let alone a Snow Lotus, there’s not even a damn weed."

From the start, he thought these wealthy young masters and misses were crazy to come to Mount Everest in search of the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus.

Wasn’t that just nonsensical?

Having been a guide for nearly ten years, he had never seen such a thing!

The woman Ning Fan had saved earlier glared at him, then turned back with a smile to Hong Qingyan, "Sister Qing Yan, the master is still waiting for us to bring back the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus to save his life. If we don’t get it, then the master..."

Hong Qingyan had been hesitating, but upon hearing this, her gaze firmed up again.

"Right! My father is waiting for me to save his life! I can’t just give up!"

The guide harrumphed, then sat next to Ning Fan and the others, "Young man, did you hear that? These young masters and misses aren’t right in the head."

He felt that Ning Fan, with his skills, clearly wasn’t ordinary and could probably hold a conversation with him.

Ning Fan glanced at them and said indifferently, "At this altitude, it’s very difficult for any plant to survive."

"Exactly," the guide slapped his thigh, but lowered his voice, "But they just won’t believe it! Insisting on going higher! Any higher and it’s the death zone!"

"Death zone?" Ning Fan showed interest, "What do you mean?"

The guide pointed upward, "Above there is known as the most difficult climbing route. To reach the summit, one must pass through that section. Every year at least eight hundred people die there, even I wouldn’t dare go up lightly."

"These young masters still want to go higher, I think they are... tsk tsk tsk."

The guide didn’t finish his sentence, but it was probably because he thought they were courting death.

Su Qingcheng leaned over and whispered, "Ning Fan, is there really such a thing as a Thousand-Year Snow Lotus?"

Ning Fan closed his eyes, letting his spiritual power disperse. After sensing briefly, he didn’t answer Su Qingcheng’s question, simply saying, "It’s something you encounter rather than seek."

"It seems quite hard to encounter then," the guide chuckled, "If there’s a Snow Lotus here, who knows where it might bloom, maybe under the ice layer?"

Ning Fan merely smiled and continued sitting cross-legged, maintaining his cultivation state.

A sleepless night.

Ning Fan and Su Qingcheng were used to the cultivation state, and for them, sleeping was less restorative than cultivating.

Hong Qingyan, on the other hand, was worried about the Ice Mountain Snow Lotus, tossing and turning until she finally fell asleep as dawn broke.

When the first ray of sunlight entered the tent, the storm outside had already cleared.

Stepping out of the tent, they could see the crystal clear azure sky, cloudless for miles.

Ning Fan stood at the edge of a ledge, looking down. With his eyesight, he could even see the base of the mountain.

But things were blurry, with the clouds between the mountains obstructing the view.

"Let’s go, while the weather is still good." The guide, having put on his gear, was ready to depart. "Last night’s storm definitely wasn’t brief, it’s likely to continue today."

The group set out again on the climbing journey. Since there was only one path for climbing, Ning Fan and Su Qingcheng continued to travel with them.

Soon, they arrived at the death zone the guide had mentioned.

The cliff was vertically steep, like it was cut by axes and knives, just one glance made one’s heart tremble.

The guide took out climbing ropes from his bag, handed them to everyone, and instructed them to tie themselves one after another, securely knotting the connections.

"For the next part of the path, we need to maintain stability, otherwise it’s easy to have accidents."

Under the guide’s serious instructions, everyone secured the climbing ropes around themselves.

Su Qingcheng wanted to stay by Ning Fan’s side, but he sent her to follow Hong Qingyan instead.

"Those guys are problematic, help me keep an eye on them," Ning Fan said.

Although these people had little to do with him, he didn’t want to see innocent people dying before him without doing anything.

In that case, how would he be any different from those so-called deities?

Deities...

Ning Fan’s heart twitched slightly as he looked up towards the peak of Mount Everest.

Above the swirling clouds, it stood towering above all other mountains.

He could feel that since Xu Yourong had arrived here, her position had not changed at all.