ezed to the back."Queue jumping is wrong," Jiang Wang said.“What are you cutting in line for!” A thin guy darted out from the side, waving his hand upwards and attempting to snatch his hat.Jiang Wang...If Jiang Wang knew that Hu Shaomeng had possessed the Hong Zhuan Mirror for many years and had always been afraid to enter the mirror world with his soul, perhaps he would be much more cautious today.

However, there are no ifs.

The Crimson Makeup Mirror was taken from a murderer, and no one told him the taboo.

So he could only wait and see what happened!

On the vast snowy plain, Jiang Wang trudged alone.

In the biting cold wind, his brows, eyes, and every gesture were rendered more distinct and tangible.

He has always been decisive. Now that his soul was trapped, he did not hesitate and poured all of his spiritual power into the world within the red-painted mirror.

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Since one is going to face the consequences, one cannot be indecisive.

He had no idea what "Feixue Jie" was, but judging by his incomplete soul power, he definitely wouldn't be able to pass it.

And if the soul is wounded now, what future can be spoken of He has nowhere to seek help and no one to turn to.

Jiang Wang has a ruthless streak in her, especially when facing danger.

Either soul and body perish, disappearing completely. Or... one overcomes the tribulation!

The wind and snow are even colder.

A vast and boundless world of white snow, with every gust of wind bringing a chill that bites to the bone.

Jiang Wangyun activated the Zhuque Refining Body Art, simulating its effects within this snow-covered world where souls resided.

His soul condensed into a body, and inside, it was as if a furnace had been ignited. It was hot and cozy.

The chill was temporarily dispelled.

The world seemed to have the boundary of a body solidified by spirit and soul, on one side was coldness, and on the other warmth.

At this point, Jiang Wang's nearly frozen thoughts also revived.

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He began to think, the way out of this snowfield.

But all around, it was boundless and endless. No matter which direction I looked, there was no end in sight.

There wasn't even a single tree, only mountains and snow. There were no markers either.

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Looking up, the sky is a deep blue, like a giant, flawless mirror embedded in the heavens.

There were no clouds, no sun, and the light came from nowhere.

But the real problem is—without the sun, there's no direction.

Jiang Wang cast a spell of remembrance, but the spiritual grass transformed for a long time and could not condense into shape.

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But he wasn't discouraged.

Based on existing experience, the Fei Xue Jie within the Hong Zhuang mirror should be a test. The results of this test may correspond to one's level of control over the Hong Zhuang mirror.

Since it's a test, it definitely won't be a fatal calamity. If someone obtains the Vermilion Makeup Mirror, and the mirror is meant to kill them, then there wouldn't be any need for it to trigger "calamity" in this form.

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Perhaps there is no direction, no way out.

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Or, one could say, the "way out" is right here, and it doesn't need to be sought out, nor can it be found.

A sudden realization dawned on Jiang Wang's mind.

He pressed down a blossom of flame on the ground, the snow melted, leaving dry earth.

Jiang Wang stomped her foot downward, making a dull thudding sound.

The permafrost is like a drum, its sound deep and resonant.

He stood there, rooted to the spot, beginning to carefully feel the mysteries of Zhuque's body-refining technique.

Zhu Que is in the south, and belongs to the element of fire.

He majored in the two lineages of Fire and Wood, having some understanding of the Fire Dao.

Fire can be scorching and violent, but it can also represent warmth and light. Its application depends on one's intent.

At this time, he was using the warmth of fire to fight against the coldness of the flying snow tribulation.

I don't know how long it took.

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From the azure sky like a mirror, snowflakes fell in large patches, with considerable distance between them, not very dense.

Jiang Wang reached out and caught a snowflake, unable to help but gasp in surprise. It was unbearably cold.

At this time, the falling snowflakes were much colder than the snow that had previously existed on this snowfield. It was as if they could freeze the soul directly!

The Flying Snow Robbery, the robbery is the Flying Snow!

“It’s best not to let these snowflakes touch you,” Jiang Wang thought.

He looked up, gazing straight at the sky. The azure expanse seemed to be reflecting something, while snowflakes fell mercilessly.

He was the only one in the world.

He moved.

With the right hand forming a sword, he moved like one drawing and wielding a blade.

A person flew in the snowy flurry, tumbling and drifting with not a single flake landing on them.

The snow fell harder and harder, thicker and thicker.

Jiang Wangyue ran faster and faster, rushing with all his might.

For a moment, the entire snowfield world was filled with Jiang Wang's dancing sword.

And heavy snow fell.

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Heavy snow falls thickly and densely.

Sword light flashed left and right, plunging into a fierce battle.

The swordsmanship was like a flash of lightning, shattering the frost. This person treated snow as their enemy!

After an unknown amount of time, the snow finally fell so thickly that there was no space left for anyone to avoid it.

A firework bloomed overhead, melting the snowflakes.

A single snowflake, melted into a drop of water, poured down from above.

Jiang Wang knew this water was absolutely not to be touched, so she hastily stepped aside.

He kept pinching the seal with his hands, and a green serpent emerged from the ground, entwining itself above his head.

With the python as its roof, could it shelter from wind and snow

The answer appeared quickly.

Almost the moment the snowflakes began to fall, Teng She Zhan Bi dissipated into Mu Xing Yuan Qi.

This flying snow calamity seems to suppress Taoist arts, of course, Jiang Wang's proficient defensive Taoist arts are not strong, or perhaps this is also the reason.

Since all methods were ineffective, Jiang Wang simply crossed his legs and sat down in meditation.

The Azure Dragon refines its body, the path of wood teems with vitality.

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Vermilion Bird refines its body, fire is the beginning of life on the path of fire.

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The White Tiger cultivates its body, the golden path is decisive and ruthless.

The Xuanwu cultivates its physical body, and the meridians are vast.

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Life and death cycle, the four spirits converge.

...while the Fei Xue robbery seems to have no end.

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The passage of time, the shifting of space, both require a reference point to be made manifest.

In this silent and timeless expanse of snow, time and space seem to have lost all meaning.

At first, he could still hear the wind and feel even the gentlest snowflakes.

Slowly, he could no longer hear anything, nor feel anything.

Jiang Wang became a snowman.

The snow fell deeper and heavier, gradually burying him.

He merged with the snowfield, as if he had become one with it.

Perhaps, those souls lost in the snowy world of the mirror are already part of the Fei Xue Jie. Now Jiang Wang will become one of them too.

The first to notice the problem was XiaoXiao.

She came to find Jiang Wang to report on town affairs. Most of it she could handle herself, but when it came to matters involving Jiacheng and the Sihai Merchant Alliance, she needed Jiang Wang's decision.

However, Jiang Wang entered the room and didn't come out for another ten days.

It is common for practitioners to retreat and lose track of time. However, Jiang Wang did not inform anyone beforehand, and the plague in Qingyang Town has not yet fully subsided. It should not be a time to focus on seclusion.

On the eleventh day, Xiao Xiao couldn't help herself and directly pushed open the door to the room—as Jiang Wang's personal maidservant, she was the only person in Qingyang Town who could enter Jiang Wang's room without permission without raising suspicion.

After all, she spent a lot of days tidying up Jiang Wang's room.

Seeing Jiang Wang holding a mirror, her whole body stiff as she sat on the bed, she was almost frightened out of her wits—if not for probing afterwards and hearing his faint heartbeat.

The heartbeat was very faint, very slow, but it was there nonetheless.

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She realized that Jiang Wang might have a problem with his cultivation, but she knew nothing about it and didn't know where to start.

After much deliberation, I quietly went to look for Zhu Biqiong.

Among the other extraordinary cultivators in Qingyang Town, those two medical Dao cultivators sent by Chongxuan School should be the most helpful in this situation.

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But XiaoXiao is not familiar with them, nor can she trust them. She even lacks trust in Chongxuan's family.

Before, there was an old man at Chongxuan's house who confronted Jiang Wang. He got slapped away by Jiang Wang. She remembered it very clearly.

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If these two medical practitioners were to harbor malicious intentions...

Of the remaining three extraordinary cultivators on Jiang Wang's side, Zhang Hai, although he had almost gone mad from refining pills, was still somewhat knowledgeable about medicine. But in Xiaoxiao's view, the man's mind was only focused on that unattainable divine pill, and his loyalty to Jiang Wang was lacking. At this critical moment, trust could not be placed in him.

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As for the future, she wouldn't even consider it. Not long ago, Xiang had publicly questioned Jiang Wang about his efforts for Qingyang Town being insufficient.

Xiao Xiao is a cautious person and distrusts the world.

The reason for seeking help from Zhu Biqiong is that she had learned martial arts from Zhu Biqiong and was relatively familiar with her. She understood Zhu Biqiong's innocent and lively personality.

Secondly, she knew there was no significant benefit to the relationship between Zhú Bìqióng and Jiāng Wàng. Zhú Bìqióng herself wasn't particularly short of resources. The possibility of danger was relatively low.

After careful consideration, she believed this was the safest option.

When Zhu Biqiong saw Jiang Wang's state, she was also a little at a loss.

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She tried to infuse Jiang Wang with Dao Yuan and gave him the Di Hai Lou pill for strengthening his foundation, but it was all in vain.

Jiang Wang remained seated, as motionless as a statue.

Although Bamboo Biqiong was a cultivator of the Transcending Heaven realm, she knew not to touch the mirror in Jiang Wang's hands. However, besides that, she didn't know what else to do.

Seeing that she was also helpless, Xiao Xiao became even more flustered and couldn't help but ask, "Should we go and invite a medical cultivator"

With Zhu Biqiong guarding her, Jiang Wang's safety would be ensured.

“This is not a problem that medical practitioners can solve.” Zhú Bì Qióng shook her head, pointing at the small mirror in Jiang Wàng’s hand. “He is trapped inside this mirror now. I am unfamiliar with the situation and dare not enter rashly, fearing that I might make things worse. Judging by the current situation, he can only rely on himself to get out.”

"Can he walk out himself" Xiao Xiao got flustered.

But soon he said again, "I'm sure I can do it, Master!"

“Hmm,” Zhú Bìqióng said, “Among the cultivators I’ve met in the Heavenly Ascension Realm, Jiāng Wàng is the strongest.”

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She wasn't sure if this would help her get out of the mirror, but it was some comfort nonetheless. For both XiaoXiao and herself.

"It's useless to stay here. Let's go out and think of another way."

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When it comes to the extraordinary realm, Zhu Biqiong is a veteran, so this incident makes her appear more mature—Dugu Xia is already somewhat lost.

Upon pushing open the door, both of them were stunned.

Because someone is outside the door.

It was evident that Dugu Xiaoxiao had asked Zhu Biqiong to come over and see Jiang Wang, not wanting anyone else to know anything was amiss, but she couldn't hide it from him.

"What happened to Jiang Wang" Xiang Qian asked directly.

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The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Xiao Xiao bit her lower lip and remained silent. Zhu Biqiong also secretly prepared a magic spell.

Seeing their wary expressions, he realized what they were thinking.

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He took a step back, showing that he meant no harm. Then he turned his back to the door, not caring about getting dirty, and sat down hard on the floor.

"Lady Dugu," he said, facing away from Xiao Xiao and Zhu Biqiong. "Here, you are Jiang Wang's most trusted person. From today on, I will guard this place. Whoever can enter this room and whoever cannot, you decide."

Forward is not someone who is particularly good at expressing himself. Giving advice to die, giving advice to give up... those were exceptions when he was down in the dumps.

When the money manager of the Four Seas Merchant Alliance came to answer for his actions, he only said one thing—he felt that explanations were pointless. He didn't think Jiang Wang would believe him, or rather, would choose to believe him before the pressure of the Four Seas Merchant Alliance.

The reason why he explained that sentence again was probably just because the child who had eaten the egg smiled.

He truly didn't expect Jiang Wang to take on this matter without hesitation, and even refrained from blaming him. Even Zhang Hai, who was completely uninvolved, couldn't help but subtly blame him.

Those two hundred Dao Yuan stones were compensation, but they were also a testament to their trust in him.

I didn't even say thank you back then, and I won't make any promises now.

He sat there, his very presence a testament to his resolve.

Xiao Xiao was stunned for a moment before replying, "Oh."

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