Chapter 190: Land, Sea and Air

Chapter 190: Sea, Land, and Air All Conquered

"Amazing, amazing, the one you like is the most amazing!"

"I knew it!" Xuecai was both surprised and delighted, the mischief in her eyes fading, replaced instead with a touch of longing and pride: "My ideal man is a great hero, sooner or later he will ride the most handsome dragon to appear before me..."

Oscar laughed at this. Despite all the hardships and trials that no young girl should have to endure, she remained as innocent and kind as ever. Oscar often saw the shadow of Anna in her eyes, his once favorite granddaughter.

...

Everyone was called, not just the Xue Zhiyu sisters, but also Jina, Tatashi, and even Aota, Dongbuluo, and Badeluo.

It was clear that it was usually difficult for Aota and the others to see the elders. When summoned by Oscar, the three could not hide their joy. Dongbuluo and Badeluo went in smiling and came out smiling, but only Aota went in smiling and came out frowning, looking utterly dejected.

"Wang Feng!" Aota shouted irritably: "The elder has called for you!"

Old Wang was surrounded by two Winter girls, the same ones who had been dancing earlier. This 'dancing' had forged a bond, and the three were drinking merrily, oblivious to Xuecai's murderous glare. After all, he used to be a dance floor prince, and when he moved, he was quite the sight.

"Wang Feng!" Aota called again.

"Wang Feng! Wang Feng! Wang Feng!" Xuecai really wanted to throw her cup at him, but she held back. After all, she was still playing the role of sister-in-law: "Grandfather Oscar has called for you!"

"Coming, coming!" Old Wang finally heard. He had seen Jina go in without being called, so he thought the elder wouldn't call him, thinking it was some elaborate setup. Why would they bother an outsider like him?

Reluctantly, he clinked glasses with the two dancers. They were talented women, beauty wasn't important, what mattered was talent: "I feel a deep connection with the two of you. Don't leave! Wait for me to come back and continue drinking!"

Clang!

A wine glass landed near Old Wang's feet, clearly missing its mark.

"Coming, coming!"

...

Creak, creak, creak, creak...

The slightly rusty iron chain slowly turned, the cold wind at high altitude causing the 'basket' to sway. Old Wang felt a bit dizzy.

This had nothing to do with strength; damn, he was a bit afraid of heights!

Brother, can you give me a safety rope? No safety measures at all, living so high up, and for over a hundred years. What kind of twisted hobby is this?

Finally, he rose to the height of the dim entrance, with no platform. Old Wang carefully pulled on the rope and stepped over, feeling relieved when his feet touched solid ground. He looked around.

Inside the simple ice cave, a white-haired old man sat cross-legged on a dimly lit cushion. The dim light cast an eerie glow on him...

Snap!

A soft sound, and the oil lamp behind the old man suddenly lit up, startling Old Wang.

Damn, this special effect is creative. Indeed, he looks like a mysterious sage, fitting for someone who has deceived two tribes for two hundred years.

Indeed, there is always someone higher up. Old Wang felt a sense of kinship and bowed respectfully: "Junior Wang Feng, paying respects to the senior."

At such a moment, a sage should nod indifferently, but unexpectedly, the old man, who seemed on the verge of death, suddenly flipped over and scrambled towards Wang Feng in two steps.

Old Wang was startled and was about to kick, but the old man had already thrown himself at his feet, kneeling and bowing deeply: "No, no! Your Highness, you are too kind, Oscar pays respects to Your Highness!"

Although he called him an old fraud in his heart, the man was over two hundred years old, and Old Wang was shocked. He quickly reached out to stop him: "Sir, don't joke around. You're so old, I can't accept such a grand gesture. If people see, they'll beat me to death! Let's talk calmly, I'm only eighteen!"

"You can accept! You can accept!" Oscar's face was full of excitement, gripping Old Wang's hand and refusing to get up, his voice trembling slightly: "Your Highness, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

This... doesn't match the expected scenario!

Damn, is he trying to extort something? But who is Old Wang? He instantly became wary: "Sir, I have no money!"

"Your Highness misunderstands!"

Misunderstand my ass, we're all thousand-year-old foxes, who doesn't make a living by deceiving others? What kind of game are you playing with me: "I'm not selling myself! I have no interest in men!"

"..." Oscar was taken aback, a bit at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Your Highness, the light is on, you are our beacon..."

What light? What nonsense?

Seeing the sincerity in his expression, Old Wang couldn't help but shiver. Damn, is he senile? After all, he is over two hundred years old, it's about time he got senile.

"Sir, let me tell you, I am not Prince Zhiyu's boyfriend. I'm just passing through, I can't be your Ice Spirit Kingdom's guiding light."

Oscar pointed to the dim old copper lamp behind him: "I mean this lamp..."

Old Wang focused and saw that the copper lamp was sealed, the light shining through from inside. Though dim, it could penetrate the thick copper body, which was indeed strange.

"Yes, it's on," Old Wang nodded suspiciously. This old man's moves were unpredictable. What's going on: "So what?"

Seeing Wang Feng's guarded expression, Oscar simply knelt and said respectfully: "Your Highness, let me tell you a story first."

This is where the deception begins. Old Wang immediately understood. As long as there's no physical contact, "I'm all ears!"

When it comes to deception, I'm a big shot across two worlds. Who's afraid of whom?

"We, the Winter and Ice Spirit, were once natives of this icy plain, quite backward in every aspect, until the first queen, Xue Yuna, met the Supreme Saint..."

Old Wang knew how the story would unfold as soon as he heard the beginning. After all, there are too many such stories on the continent. Any race with a bit of history inevitably has a beautiful woman meeting the Supreme Saint, then giving birth to a little monkey, and naturally growing strong...

To be honest, that old guy Wang Meng is a real lecher. Humans, celestial beings, sea natives... he doesn't spare anyone, sweeping through all races. Tsk tsk, an idol indeed!

Sure enough, the old man's story was almost identical to those of other races on the continent, the first half...

"… After selecting the successor for the Ice Spirit Kingdom, Princess Snowfeather followed the Supreme Saint Master, leaving behind two items: one was a brocade pouch, and the second is this bronze lamp behind me."

Oscar said with intense eyes: "The brocade pouch foretold the holy war between the Nine Gods and the League of Blades, and also guided the Ice Spirit Kingdom. Thus, the Ice Spirit Kingdom fully supported the League of Blades, ultimately successfully repelling the invasion of the Nine Gods. However, the Nine Gods Empire is destined by heaven; the resistance can only be temporary. To achieve true peace and ensure the eternal preservation of the Ice Spirit Kingdom, we must wait for the savior to appear!"