Chapter 811: Chapter 811: Reunion with Xu Yourong
On the other side, Su Qingcheng’s injuries quickly healed under the effect of the elixir.
She was now in the Qi Refinent Realm, and a re bullet wound posed little problem once the bullet was removed.
"Let’s go, let’s climb Mount Everest!"
After moving her shoulders to ensure there were no issues, Su Qingcheng stood up and said.
Ning Fan nodded his head, and the two began their climb towards the summit of Mount Everest.
The bright sunshine sprinkled down from the azure sky but failed to bring any warmth.
Mists swirled around them, walking amidst them felt like being in a fairyland.
Looking around, all other peaks appeared dwarfed, and there was no one else in sight.
At their current altitude, it was unusual for solo climbers to reach this height.
As they ascended, the environnt began to change.
Layers of ice crystals erged on the ground, and threads of chill perated the air, a far cry from the typical conditions described in records of Everest’s summit.
"Yourong is above, her power has already started to influence the surroundings."
Ning Fan glanced at the peak, a hint of worry fleeting across his eyes.
This ant that Xu Yourong was gradually completing her transformation into the Ice and Snow Goddess.
If they didn’t hurry, there might no longer be a chance for Xu Yourong to remain human.
"Hold on tight to , we need to speed up!"
Anxious, Ning Fan grabbed Su Qingcheng’s hand and dashed towards the top of Mount Everest.
Whoosh!
If anyone could see, they would notice a streak resembling a line of snow racing up the summit of Mount Everest.
Soon, the two of them reached the top of Mount Everest.
Now, no other mountain peak could surpass the height of their position.
In solitude, Su Qingcheng and Ning Fan stood still, staring ahead, transfixed.
That familiar figure was sitting at the peak, gazing at the scenery below.
Seeing them arrive, she stood up, her face expressionless, and demanded, "Fan Yu, who allowed you to co here? This place is the territory of this deity!"
"Yourong..."
Su Qingcheng’s body trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Don’t you rember ? I am your best friend!"
She stepped forward, longing to reconnect with Xu Yourong.
However, a sudden chill rose between them, forming an ice wall that blocked Su Qingcheng’s path.
"Fan Yu, do you think you can approach ?"
Xu Yourong’s eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion.
Hearing this, Su Qingcheng trembled, her face full of sorrow.
"Yourong... do you really not recognize
anymore? I am your best friend!"
Xu Yourong frowned slightly, scrutinizing Su Qingcheng, confusion flickering in her gaze.
She had no mory of Xu Yourong, yet there was an inexplicable feeling.
This mortal in front of her seed very important to her.
"Yourong... do you still rember ?"
At that mont, Ning Fan also spoke up slowly.
Xu Yourong looked over and responded coldly, "And who are you?"
"My na is Ning Fan, your fiancé," Ning Fan took a deep breath, suppressing the tremor in his heart, "You weren’t always like this. Your na is Xu Yourong, and we’ve been through a lot together..."
"Insolence!" Xu Yourong interrupted Ning Fan sharply, "This deity is the Ice and Snow Goddess, a supre deity. How could I possibly be a mortal?"
After the Divine Power Origin took over, Xu Yourong had completely lost her mories as a mortal.
In her consciousness, she was the newly born Ice and Snow Goddess, wielding the divine authority of ice and snow.
But this notion began to waver the mont Su Qingcheng and Ning Fan appeared.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t recall any mories of the two.
Seeing Xu Yourong’s confused expression, Ning Fan realized she couldn’t rember them, so he decided to intervene and attempt to heal her.
He wiped his hand over the Storage Ring, and a set of silver needles appeared in his palm.
Xu Yourong had lost her mory once before, and Ning Fan had used the Nine Revival Needles to cure her.
So Ning Fan resolved to try again, to see if this inherited technique of acupuncture could restore Xu Yourong’s mory.
Unexpectedly, a situation arose.
When Xu Yourong saw Ning Fan taking out the silver needles, a glint flashed in her eyes, and her expression darkened.
"Mortal, do you an to attack?"
Ning Fan was slightly startled, looked down at the silver needles in his hand, and imdiately realized the problem.
Xu Yourong, without her mortal mories, did not recognize him and consequently had no trust in him.
In her eyes, the silver needles he had taken out were perceived as a ans of attack.
"Wait, it’s not what you think..."
Ning Fan was just about to explain when he saw a howling chill rushing towards him!
Left with no choice, Ning Fan had to engage in combat.
Vast spiritual power surged from within his body, clashing with the incoming cold.
Boom!
In an instant, the invisible shockwave exploded, setting off a blizzard at the summit of Mount Everest.
"Condense!"
Xu Yourong stretched out her right hand and the flying snow suddenly halted, condensing into ice spikes.
"Go!"
At Xu Yourong’s command, the ice spikes shot toward Ning Fan, who managed to block them all with the spiritual power in front of him.
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