Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

Space twisted, and as three entirely distinct figures appeared, an unprecedented and overwhelming pressure descended from the heavens, crushing down on everyone present.

Straining against the pressure, everyone looked up, but they only managed to glimpse three blurry silhouettes before their minds wavered and their consciousnesses went blank.

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP...

In an instant, everyone present—aside from the four Elders, Mu Chen, Mu Bingling, and Qing Lei—collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

’A Spiritual Attack? What terrifying Spiritual Power!’

His Ice Extreme Demon Pupils spinning rapidly, Mu Chen fixed his gaze on the figure completely shrouded in black mist. His keen senses had immediately identified the source of the Spiritual Impact. ’This person... is utterly terrifying!’

"Duan Wang, what is the meaning of this?"

Nameless frowned. The after-effects of a Spiritual Impact could be major or minor. It wouldn’t matter if it were others, but these were all elites and future elites of his Holy Tomb Mountain. If something were to happen to them, who would be responsible?

"Hmph, I exercised restraint. They’ve only fainted," came a hoarse voice that was extremely unpleasant for Mu Chen to hear.

"It’s for the best. With them gone, the next steps will be much more convenient,"

Bingli said coldly. She then gently descended from the sky, arriving before Mu Bingling and fixing her with an intense gaze from her blue eyes.

"And you are?"

Despite being the focus of Bingli’s gaze, Mu Bingling felt no fear, even though the aura emanating from the woman was enough to suffocate anyone.

"Your... uh... Master. I believe that’s the correct term."

It seemed she had never spoken such words before, as a brief flush of red crossed Bingli’s face. Fortunately, she suppressed it so quickly that no one noticed anything unusual; only her speech was a bit stilted.

"Huh?"

Evidently, Mu Bingling hadn’t processed it yet. This woman claimed to be her Master, but Mu Bingling had no memory of ever accepting one.

"You’re Mu Bingling, correct?"

Though Bingli had rarely interacted with people in her life, as a Valley Master, her fundamental ability to adapt was still exceptionally strong—especially when she was only facing a mere Sect Realm Martial Artist. However, since she was the one asking for something, Bingli addressed Mu Bingling in what she believed was a tone that lowered her own status.

Hearing this, Mu Bingling gave a slight nod without saying much, her large blue eyes full of curiosity.

Bingli hummed in acknowledgment. "Then there’s no mistake. I will be your Master from now on. Or rather, are you willing to have me as your Master?"

Upon hearing this, even Nameless, still in the air, was stunned. For as long as he had known Bingli, he had never seen her ask anyone a question in such a tone. It was as if her vocabulary only contained declarative statements; even her inquiries came out sounding like interrogations.

"But I don’t even know your name, and this is all too sudden." Mu Bingling looked utterly lost; it was the first time a stranger had made her feel this confused.

"I am... Bingli," Bingli replied.

"Bingli?!"

The exclamations of shock came from Dilaka and Shan Qiuhen—not because they knew Bingli personally, but because her name was simply too renowned throughout the Extreme Martial Continent!

Valley Master of Profound Ice Valley, one of the Nine Great Hidden Sects! One of the Nine Heavens! The strongest known Martial Arts Cultivation on the Extreme Martial Continent! Any one of these three titles was enough to stagger anyone who heard it! If this woman was indeed Bingli, then aside from the head of Holy Tomb Mountain, whom they had met, who could the shadowy figure standing on par with them be?!

"Do I need to do it like those instructors and students over there? Let me try again..." Bingli’s expression grew slightly serious. She took a deep breath and said, "Bingli, Martial Artist Realm... Holy Sanctuary Peak. Is that... acceptable?"

"..."

"What?! Holy Sanctuary... Peak!!" This time, it wasn’t just Mu Bingling and Qing Lei; even Mu Chen couldn’t help but cry out in astonishment.

"Hm? That mark of yours is..." Hearing Mu Chen’s cry, Bingli turned to look. Her eyes immediately fell on the diamond-shaped mark between his brows. After a flicker of surprise, a blue light flashed in her eyes. Tens of thousands of ice spikes materialized out of thin air and unleashed a frenzied barrage at Mu Chen.

"Bingli, don’t!!"

At such a close distance, coupled with Bingli’s inhuman strength, no one could possibly stop her. But then, something that shocked everyone happened. The moment the tens of thousands of ice spikes shot toward Mu Chen, they disintegrated into countless points of starlight that scattered into the empty sky.

The attack was completely ineffective!

"I knew it. The Extreme Ice Attribute Spirit. You must be the fated one to whom Mu Bingling gave her heart," Bingli sighed softly, a hint of relief in her voice. "Such is destiny. To be acknowledged by the Extreme Ice Attribute Spirit means your future achievements will undoubtedly be glorious. I suppose that makes you worthy of my disciple. But it seems things are not quite that simple..."

Bingli glanced at the green leaf-shaped mark right next to the Ice Extreme Mark, her eyes flickering. She averted her gaze and said, "No matter. Mu Bingling, do you think I am qualified to be your Master?"

Mu Bingling had just recovered from the shock of Bingli’s sudden attack. Her face was slightly pale, but her eyes were extremely determined. With a hint of anger, she said, "With your strength, I doubt anyone in this world would think you aren’t qualified. However, my own aptitude is mediocre. I am afraid I am not qualified to be your disciple."

"Is it because I just tested him?" Bingli was not completely oblivious to emotion and immediately pinpointed the reason for Mu Bingling’s change in attitude. The corners of her lips, hidden by her veil, curved into a subtle smile. "If that is the case, then I apologize to you, and to him. I hope you can both forgive my rashness."

"This... You..."

Mu Bingling’s firm resolve was instantly shattered by those words. A Holy Sanctuary Peak expert, for the sake of taking her as a disciple, was actually disregarding her own status to humble herself and apologize to two mere Martial Sects. Such a thing was absolutely unprecedented in the entire world.

"May I ask, why does it have to be me?" Mu Bingling’s heart finally softened.

"It has to be you."

Bingli answered with only four words, then fell silent for a moment, as if having come to a decision. She began to speak again, slowly, "If I’m not mistaken, your memories have been sealed. I only heard of this from Hu’Er. My own constitution has a vital connection to your lineage. That is why it must be you!"

At this point, Bingli once again explained that she had the Ice Spirit Divine Body, but she did not mention a single word about Mu Bingling’s lineage, not even revealing that she was a Snow Moon Spirit Fox. She only said that Mu Bingling’s constitution was very special and that it was complementary to her own.

"If you stay by my side, the Primordial Power constantly overflowing from my body will be suppressed. Then, a channel will be established between us—I don’t know what this channel is, but it will be able to directly transfer the overflowing Primordial Power from my body into yours for your own Cultivation. Simply put, I will be directly passing on the Primordial Power that I have no use for to you, without you even needing to refine or absorb it. Because what I will be giving you is the purest Primordial Power."

"In that case, wouldn’t there be severe consequences if Bing’Er’s body can’t withstand your Primordial Power?"

’If what Bingli is saying is true, then this is an absolutely immense opportunity for Mu Bingling! A chance for a meteoric rise! Plus, with Bingli by her side at all times, I’ll no longer have to worry about Bing’Er’s safety, and the problem that Profound Old Ghost mentioned will be solved in one fell swoop!’

"You’ll see the answer to that question right now." Bingli chuckled softly. The Primordial Power that had been constantly leaking from her had already stopped. This proved that she had found the right person. What would happen next was...

CRACK!!

A crisp cracking sound came from within Mu Bingling’s body. This was a sound Mu Chen was all too familiar with—a breakthrough! It was the sound of breaking through to a new realm! Four blue Martial Rings instantly appeared at Mu Bingling’s feet, and just outside the fourth ring, a brand-new blue Martial Ring expanded outwards. The advancement was a success!

’A Fifth-Ring Martial Sect! I remember breaking through to Fourth-Ring Martial Sect just a month ago, and I was only at the Mid Stage. But just now, I broke through directly from the Mid Stage of the Fourth Ring...’

"Now you can ask her if there are any severe consequences," Bingli said with a light laugh.

She could finally reveal her expressions at will, no longer needing to worry that emotional fluctuations would harm those around her. She was not a god; how could she be without feelings and desires? How could she not experience happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy? The Ice Spirit Divine Body had tormented her for nearly a millennium, and now, she had finally found a solution. Joy was the only word to describe her feelings, and even that felt insufficient.

"There don’t seem to be any side effects. In fact, my Martial Artist Realm stabilized immediately. It’s... so magical..." Mu Bingling blinked twice, looking at Mu Chen in astonishment.

"Then are you willing to accompany me?" Bingli pressed, her expression full of anticipation.

’Am I willing?’ Mu Bingling glanced at Bingli, then turned her gaze to the pale-faced Mu Chen, her mind flashing back to all the times he had fought to protect her.

’Every time Chen’Er fought, all I could do was hide behind him. Every time I saw him get hurt for my sake, my heart would ache, but I was helpless... I want to be stronger! I want to be his pillar of support, not his burden! I long to be someone who can stand beside him, not someone who can only cling to his sleeve... But... I can’t bear to leave him...’

"If I must stay by your side to alleviate your special constitution, does that mean I will lose my freedom?" Mu Bingling, who had been silent, finally spoke, but her question made Mu Chen’s heart suddenly ache.

Bingli’s gaze softened. She reached out, intending to stroke Mu Bingling’s hair, but discovered her hand was trembling fiercely. It had been a thousand years since she last touched another person...

Finally, Bingli mustered her courage and placed her hand on Mu Bingling’s soft hair. Shaking her head, she said, "Of course you won’t lose your freedom. The nature of the Ice Spirit Divine Body is like an illness. Without you, even if I continue to suppress it, it will one day erupt completely. Every time it flares up, my control over it weakens. It’s a war of attrition where my power recedes as it grows. As long as you stay by my side for three years at most, I can force it back into its initial state of suppression. After that, you won’t need to be near me for close to a thousand years. You’ll only have to return occasionally to keep my problem solved. Is that answer to your satisfaction?"