Shrouding the Heavens

“They’re not the only two. Afterwards, there will be a third, a fourth… until everyone you know is dead!”

Ye Fan rubbed his temples. This person knew everything about him, yet showed no surprise at his past experiences. He stood up, a cold light shooting from his eyes.

“Of course, you can choose not to come. Ignore their lives and deaths, live on ruthlessly by yourself, and let them all die. But I will actively come looking for you later!”

SNAP.

Ye Fan closed the phone again. This person certainly isn’t my match right now, or they don’t have complete assurance; otherwise, they wouldn’t speak this way, he concluded.

He was certain that once he left the Jade Lake, he would walk into a death trap. The instigator likely wouldn’t fight him personally but would enlist other powerful figures.

“Don’t bring any backup. I’m giving you the chance to be a hero and save the beauty all by yourself. Just wait until you’re kneeling before me, heh heh…” This was the final message, cruel and heartless.

Ye Fan pondered. This person understood his character and was certain he would go, rather than mercilessly abandoning his old friends.

He stood up and wandered among the cluster of lakes. Petals scattered like rain, their fragrance lingering, glittering like crystals—a scene of beauty and fantasy.

“Young Master Ye, please stop.” A lady in white blocked his path, preventing him from going further, her face slightly flushed.

Ahead, clouds billowed like auspicious mists, and a white Immortal Qi flowed. The sounds of women playing in the water could be heard.

Ye Fan was slightly dumbfounded. Lost in thought, he had unintentionally wandered to the bathing place of the Fairies of the Jade Lake. He chuckled and turned to leave.

“Do you have something on your mind? You were so lost in thought, you walked right in here,” an alluring voice said, soft with a hint of magnetism, like immortal music cleansing the soul.

The Yaochi Saintess emerged from the Immortal Lake, gracefully approaching. She was clad in Snow Clothes, her black hair damp. Her delicate, pink skin, adorned with water droplets, looked as if it would bruise at the slightest touch.

Within the Jade Lake Sacred Land, she did not conceal her divine beauty. Ye Fan’s Divine Eye had already perceived her true appearance, so there was no need.

“I encountered a few things and got distracted. Fortunately, I didn’t actually trespass into the Immortal Pool, or a group of fairies would have definitely tried to fight me to the death,” Ye Fan laughed, though his expression held a hint of regret.

The Yaochi Saintess was silent for a moment, then gave him a serious look before asking, “What happened to make you so distracted?”

Hers was a flawless, peerless jade-like face, beautiful and dreamlike. With long eyelashes and eyes as limpid as water, full of poetic grace, she resembled an Immortal Flower emerging from the water—exquisite, transcendent, and untouched by worldly dust.

Water droplets clung to her hair and her ivory-like, tender skin. Every frown and smile of the Yaochi Saintess was immensely captivating.

This was a jade-like face as flawless and perfect as Yan Ruyu’s. She was beautiful enough to contend with An Miaoyi for the title of the Eastern Wastelands human race’s most beautiful woman; her looks were simply breathtaking.

If anyone could be praised as a cold fairy, it was likely only her. She possessed an ethereal, otherworldly quality that other women could not match.

“Do you know this place?” Ye Fan took out the phone and played the video.

“What is this?” The Yaochi Saintess was surprised. Water droplets slid down her ivory-like skin, gleaming with a rainbow sheen.

Though bright and wise, she was taken aback, a rare moment of discomposure.

“This is a divine object from the Outer Domain. When time permits, I’ll explain it to you in detail,” Ye Fan said, then recounted the entire sequence of events.

“The vast Eastern Wastelands stretch boundless and infinite. Such towering mountains, where snow might fall even in summer, can be found in tens of thousands of places, perhaps even more. However,” the Yaochi Saintess continued, “with the sound of rustling pines in such an environment, they must certainly be ice pines. That would allow us to exclude ninety percent of the possibilities.”

Pausing slightly, she then said, “However, the key issue is that they just want to see you step out of the Jade Lake.”

“Indeed, that’s the crux of it. The moment I do, I’ll be walking into their killing trap,” Ye Fan nodded.