Chapter 171 Beauty Saves the Hero

Chapter 171: Beauty Saves the Hero

Old Wang hurriedly put on a shocked expression and quickly turned to Xuecai, "Your Highness Xuecai, didn't you say it was safe?"

Xue Zhiyu and Jina both laughed, looking at Xuecai with amusement.

"What do you have to fear? You're Karida's junior brother. That wild monkey wouldn't dare eat you," Xuecai glared fiercely at Old Wang, regretting not adding a rule that he couldn't speak unless she allowed him to: "Besides, Sister Jina will protect you. She is the strongest woman in our Ice Spirit Holy Sanctuary!"

"Flattery won't help." Jina smiled, "Your Highness Xuecai, I don't have time to follow him around all day. Besides, what's the point of a fake boyfriend? Even if we aren't caught, can we pretend forever?"

"Pretending forever is actually possible..." Old Wang interjected to assert his presence.

"Don't dream! Cough, cough! These are not the main points!" Xuecai earnestly advised, "Sisters, our most urgent task now is to buy some time. If we can get through the Snow Festival, we can think of other ways later!"

The mention of the Snow Festival seemed to remind them that preparations were needed for escape. This person could at least divert the Empress's attention.

Xue Zhiyu and Jina exchanged a glance, their eyes meeting with a hint of agreement.

Xue Zhiyu turned to Wang Feng. He had sharp eyebrows, clear eyes, no beard, a moderate build, and wore clean clothes, giving off an air of sophistication from the mainland. He looked quite pleasant.

"What is your name?" Xue Zhiyu asked.

Old Wang sighed, having been asked this several times already: "Your Highness, my name is Wang Feng, genuine and true. I come from Rose, and no matter how many times you ask, my answer will be the same. A man stands by his name."

"Quite dedicated," Jina frowned slightly, "I saw a report about Wang Feng in the Light of the Holy Sanctuary. He discovered new runes with a genius from Datura Empire. They said he was a talented, idealistic, and principled man. You, on the other hand..."

Old Wang felt pleased; indeed, fame had its perks. Yes, he was that handsome man.

"Alright, Jina, if he doesn't want to reveal more, we shouldn't force him," Xue Zhiyu interrupted her, turning to Old Wang: "You've maintained this identity, so it seems you're determined. Has Xuecai threatened you?"

Xuecai looked a bit nervous, "How could she? He's doing this willingly!"

She gave Old Wang a threatening look.

"No, it's entirely my choice!" Old Wang needed Xuecai's help with transferring to the Ice Spirit Holy Sanctuary. Once inside, he would be free: "Willing to serve Your Highness!"

Xuecai breathed a sigh of relief.

Xue Zhiyu observed this and understood. Thinking about how he might have been deceived by Xuecai without knowing anything, she added: "There may be danger, but Jina and I will protect you. In the Ice Spirit Holy Sanctuary, you should be safe."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Xue Zhiyu nodded, glaring at Xuecai: "You, always causing trouble. This time, I'll go along with it, but learn to grow up. Don't keep upsetting Father. If I'm not in Ice Spirit City..."

Xuecai's eyes widened with excitement: "Sister, are you really going to take my wise advice and run away? You can't leave me behind. I..."

Xue Zhiyu realized she had spoken out of concern for her sister's relationship with their father if she left. She rubbed her forehead and took a deep breath: "I meant when I go out hunting... or perhaps on other missions. There will be times when I'm not around."

"Tch! It's not like I haven't been alone with the old man before. When you're not here, no one will plead for me, so I won't provoke him," Xuecai said disappointedly, but then became excited again: "Wait, these aren't the main points! Sister, we need to rehearse our lines. This guy is a genius exchange student from Rose, and we fell in love at first sight. We need a story, and I'm great at making them up! Let's start with this important task!"

Xue Zhiyu was both amused and exasperated. She glanced at Wang Feng, who had a playful expression, his bright eyes giving off an odd feeling. Something didn't seem right.

Xuecai was easy to deceive, but this man...

Xue Zhiyu smiled slightly: "Wang Feng, thank you for your cooperation."

...

He came from Aurora City.

His slender and upright figure resembled the continuous curves of the aurora, while his unparalleled talent was like the dazzling colors of the aurora.

Yes, he was the dazzling aurora, just like the place he came from, as ancient legends of the Ice Spirit Kingdom foretold: when the aurora appears, divine beings descend.

He was a genius from Rose, the pride of the Holy Sanctuary, a true all-rounder, and a rising star in the entire alliance!

As an exchange student from Rose Holy Sanctuary, carrying dreams, he arrived in this frozen city during dusk. Under the colorful aurora in the sky, he saw a young girl with a graceful figure leaning against a railing, gazing into the distant snowscape, her pure and untainted face outlined by the snowlight.

His footsteps startled the girl, and in that moment, both heard their hearts beating in unison.

Love has no reason, and falling in love at first sight is the most romantic experience. It is like a flower blooming, a butterfly emerging, a star falling, and a dream beginning!

Fate had destined they would meet at the best time of their lives, in the most beautiful moment, right here and now!

...

This story was written by Xuecai, revised by Xue Zhiyu, and embellished with elements of the Ice Spirit culture, such as the aurora, to make it more appealing to their aesthetic.

Jina read it with fascination, but Wang Feng found it rather unrealistic. This was typical of women, always so... impractical. If it were him, he would tell it differently.

He imagined encountering a blizzard on his way, being surrounded by terrifying snow demons, barely surviving, and being saved by Xue Zhiyu. They escaped to a cave where he was severely injured, shivering in wet clothes, unable to use his soul power. The kind princess lit a fire, helped him remove his wet clothes, and warmed his freezing body with her own warmth. Then, the rest would unfold...

Old Wang wiped his mouth.

"I think it's good enough. Simple is better. Too complex and it might involve the privacy of the princesses... let's spread this story first," Jina read it three times. Regardless of the content, the handwriting was quite beautiful, indicating he had received education. She said, "If there are any omissions, we can fill them in later."

...

In just a weekend, the name of the guy from Aurora City's Rose Holy Sanctuary had spread throughout the Ice Spirit Holy Sanctuary.

It was the start of the term, and students returning from vacation loved gossip, especially when it involved Xue Zhiyu.

"I heard he's a genius from Rose Holy Sanctuary, skilled in everything..."

"Rose? Isn't that a terrible place? Last year, when Senior Zhiyu participated in the Hero Tournament, they didn't even make it past the preliminary rounds..."

"Hey, isn't combat skill the only thing that matters? Their runes are strong! I heard their Rune Academy's dean once ranked first in the entire Blade Edge rune world."

"That's right. Didn't you know? The headmaster of Rose is Senior Karida! This Wang Feng is her junior brother. He's proficient in runes, potions, and forging. No wonder the princesses are interested in him."

"Still Karida Senior's junior brother, oh, falling in love under that aurora sky, wow, how romantic!"

"Pah! Love-struck fool! What roses and roses, sounds like a pretty boy to me! I think our Ice Spirit Kingdom is in great danger now; your feminine tastes will turn everyone into sissies!"

"Exactly! What does it mean to be a man of blood and courage? We need to protect the princess, let's go beat up that kid!"

"Protect the princess? It's Aota's job!"

When the Martial Dao Courtyard reopened on Monday, an odd atmosphere permeated the entire Ice Spirit Holy Sanctuary. Frankly, everyone felt that this year was going to be full of entertainment.

Ice Spirit Martial Dao Courtyard...

If someone were to say that the Beastmen are the tallest and strongest race in this world, they should perhaps ask the opinion of the Winter Clan first.

There were only three people in the room, yet they made the twenty-square-meter space feel as cramped as ten square meters. The strongest among them was Badeluo, who occupied four seats by himself. A normally spacious sofa seemed like a tiny stool under his massive frame. Known as "Matchstick Head" within the Winter Clan's Three Tyrants, he was the type to ignite at the slightest provocation.

This guy stood at two meters and thirty centimeters tall, with terrifying muscles bulging and solid, resembling a moving mountain of flesh. He held a deep blue mace in his hand, gritting his teeth in annoyance.

"Boss, let me go kill that kid!" Badeluo's mace slapped against his palm, making a 'slap slap' sound. His hands were covered in yellow calluses, and the hard spikes on the mace could not even scratch his palms: "What kind of person dares to snatch away our sister-in-law? I can take down two of those Southern pretty boys with one blow!"

"Use your brain, Badeluo." The person beside him was slightly smaller but still over two meters tall. Clad in heavy armor, people often overlooked his identity as a soul beastmaster.

Dongbuluo, the strategist among the Winter Clan's Three Tyrants, wore a faint smile: "Who do you think the princess is? Don't you know her? How could she fall in love at first sight with a man? It's probably fake. Maybe it's because of the previous marriage proposal from the prince. The princess might be just dealing with the emperor, or perhaps trying to test the prince."

Smack smack...

Aota didn't even look up.

Standing at two meters and ten centimeters, he was considered average height among the Winter Clan. With every slight movement of his wrist, steel-like muscles bulged beneath his skin. Unlike Badeluo, he wasn't as bulky but gave off a stronger and more solid impression. Most importantly, he had a rugged, masculine appearance, far from being savage.

He was currently having breakfast, gnawing on a greasy golden-yellow beast leg weighing nearly ten pounds. Beside him was a large jug of milk wine. Men of the Winter Clan rarely drank water; that was for sissies. Real men used wine even for rinsing their mouths!

"A test? What test?" Badeluo pouted, then glared: "Still disgusting! Our boss's woman getting involved in a scandal with a Southern pretty boy—how can our boss hold his head high in the future? No way, I'm going to settle this with one blow!"