ely result in broken bones. But Gerard only took two or three steps back before regaining his balance. His chest was made of pure steel, incredibly tough, and he wasn't afraid of the Eastern Bluebird'..."Young Master, these two are for you."

Yu Hua Ling solved two Da Yi Xian as if nothing had happened, holding the two storage rings in her palm and offering them over.

Ye Bufan was somewhat stunned. Seeing the little girl's greedy appearance just now, he didn't expect her to give him the storage ring.

"This, you give to me"

On Yuhua Ling's nearly perfect face, seriousness was written: "Of course, you are my young master. I belong to you, and naturally, my things also belong to you!"

"Well, alright then."

Although Ye Bufan hesitated a little, he eventually took the ring. He scanned it with his divine sense and found millions of Xianjing and some cultivation resources like spiritual herbs and grasses inside.

I just looked everywhere, but I couldn't find any markers to prove the other party's identity.

He put the ring away, hesitated for a moment, and then finally returned to his previous appearance.

Anyway, with such an innocent and naive person by my side, I can't hide even if I want to. I might as well just be myself.

Moreover, since the one who came to the Ice Pavilion Empire this time represents the Liuguang Jianzong, it's best to rely on their own appearance.

Not only did he dispel the disguise, but he also concealed his cultivation once more.

"Young Master, I think you're still more handsome this way."

Yuhua smiled sweetly at him, "By the way, why did you hide your cultivation"

Ye Bufan urged, "This is my secret. You just need to keep it confidential for me and don't tell anyone."

"Okay, I won't tell anyone that your cultivation level is fake."

Yuhualing nodded seriously, which made Yefan feel uneasy.

But no matter what, since I've already arrived in the Ice Spire Empire, the plan must continue.

He continued on with Yuhualing, and the rest of the journey was incredibly peaceful, with no one else appearing.

It seems the other side isn't very well-staffed, having only sent two high-level cultivators in this direction.

Or perhaps he was supremely confident, believing his power to be enough to slay Ye Bufan.

After about two hours, they saw from afar a gigantic ice city.

It is called the Ice Dome Empire because it is located in a bitterly cold land, where you are surrounded by a vast expanse of white, nothing but ice and snow.

Although the entire city was like an ice sculpture, it was magnificent. From afar, it was both beautiful and breathtaking, but also gave one a sense of immense pressure.

In comparison, the royal cities of the cultivation world seem far too weak and are simply incomparable.

Two people arrived at the city gate and were immediately stopped by several tall guards.

"What are you doing"

"I come from Liuguang Jianzong…"

Before Ye Bufan could finish his words, the gatekeeper's expression changed drastically.

"I have seen the Holy Messenger!"

He fell to his knees with a thud, and several soldiers guarding the city also knelt down.

The Liu Guang Jian Zong is a first-class immortal sect. Before these worldly soldiers, it's like an immortal, incredibly revered.

As for verification of identity, that's simply not something they are capable of doing. Besides, who here would dare to impersonate an Upper Immortal from the Liúguāng Jiànzōng

Get up.

Ye Bufan was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand. "Take me to your palace."

Yes, Holy Messenger!

The city gate official respectfully agreed, handed over the city gate to others, and then led the way in front, taking Ye Bufan and his companion straight to the royal city.

In the imperial city, inside a palace chamber, Emperor Xiao Honglie lay pale on his dragon bed. His body emanated a chill, his eyes closed tightly and his breath was barely perceptible.

The eldest prince, Xiao Yin, stood before the bed, glaring furiously at the dozens of imperial physicians.

"Trash! All of you are trash! What am I feeding you for If my father suffers even the slightest harm, none of you will live! You'll all go to join him in death!"

It's no wonder he's so angry; he's still only the crown prince, and hasn't been officially named heir apparent.

He is entitled to the throne by both birthright and seniority.

But Xiao Honglie suddenly collapsed and had no time to be enthroned as crown prince, nor did he leave a will.

In this situation, his several younger brothers are all eyeing the throne covetously, it's not even certain if he can sit on it himself.

If these imperial physicians could restore Xiao Honglie to a semblance of consciousness, all it would take is a decree from him and he could inherit the throne openly. No one would dare question his legitimacy. But now, they are unable to do even that.

If Xiao Honglie really died like this, the entire Bingqiong Empire would immediately fall into internal strife, and it might even break up.

By then, even if he managed to ascend the throne, it would be a crumbling empire, far less powerful than it is now.

Facing the fury of the crown prince, the imperial physicians knelt on the ground, trembling one by one, none daring to speak.

The two elderly doctors at the front, their hair as white as snow, were Li Hongru and Wang Yiwu.

Both were the foremost physicians among the imperial court, renowned for their exceptional medical skills. Yet, faced with Xiao Baili's illness, they were utterly helpless.

Xiao Yin originally possessed the cultivation of a Xuanxian. At this moment, his aura fully erupted, causing everyone present to gasp for air.

At this moment, a young eunuch rushed in from outside: "Your Highness, the Holy Envoy of Liuguang Sword Sect has arrived at the palace gate!"

"Really"

A hint of joy appeared on Xiao Yin's somber face. He had previously sent someone to the Liuguang Jianzong for help, and he didn't expect them to arrive so quickly.

"Form ranks immediately and await!"

He spoke as he hurried towards the door. Reaching it, he suddenly turned back to look at the many physicians behind him.

"Pray to the Sword Sect's saint that they heal my father, or you all will die!"

After finishing his words, he immediately summoned many guards to form a welcoming procession and, with the highest level of ceremony, arrived at the palace gate.

Ye Bufan and Yu Hualing waited at the gate. After a short while, they saw the palace gates open, and soon after, Crown Prince Xiao Yin arrived with his entourage.

His gaze flickered at Ye Bufan and the other, but quickly shifted away, searching around.

Where is the angel

These two are.

The eunuch standing beside them hurriedly pointed at Ye Bufan and the other person.

"This..."

Xiao Yin's gaze fell once again on Ye Bufan, his heart filled with shock and confusion.

Normally, it's hard to tell a fairy's age. Some old monsters have cultivated for tens of thousands of years, but they still look like they are in their twenties or thirties.

The young man before them was clearly not part of this group, for his immortal essence had yet to be transformed. He was plainly a cultivator who had just ascended from the lower realms.

How could such a person possibly be the Holy Envoy of Liuguang Sword Sect

Then his gaze fell on Yu Hualing again. Although she was wearing a veil, it couldn't hide the sweet smile on her face.

Such a person wouldn't be able to feel any trace of cultivation, let alone be the divine physician of Liuguang Sword Sect.

But the eunuch had already said so, and he had to ask, he could only step forward and say: “Are the two of you from Liuguang Jianzong”

Yuhua Ling answered first, "I am Little Lord's servant, but I am not he."

Seeing Xiao Yin's puzzled expression, Ye Bufan said: "I am a disciple of the Liu Guang Jian Zong, and I have come to treat the national master under the orders of the Great Elder."

"".

Xiao Yin was momentarily at a loss. In his impression, the Liuguang Sword Sect was a lofty and esteemed existence, with countless masters. Even an ordinary disciple they sent out would be a formidable warrior.

Including many guards in his palace, all of whom were disciples trained in the Flowing Light Sword Sect.

This man before me is obviously different. His cultivation level is pathetically low, and yet he's a divine doctor sent by the sect. How is this possiblewould naturally be extremely embarrassed and lose face.These reporters' job is to capture news hot spots and create suitable news material.Just then, during the question-and-answer session, a reporter...