Chapter 107: Imprisoned in Guixu.

As expected, upon seeing her hold the hard, gleaming dragon scale, piercing through her silk garments and pressing it against her heart, Ying Shixue's unwavering cold eyes finally cracked like the ice behind her.

His dragon tail coiled in front of her, and he spoke icy words: "Put the dragon scale down first."

Shang Youqing listened to Cheng Huang's approaching roar, tightening his grip on the dragon scale until it drew a bloody wound across her heart. She stared at him, still emphasizing each word: "Let me go."

Just as Shang Youqing was about to thrust the scale's icy arc deeper into her heart, Ying Shixue's dragon tail retreated.

Shang Youqing stumbled and fell off the ice bed. She stared warily at Ying Shixue, who stood motionless, one hand pressing the dragon scale against her heart, the other supporting the stone wall as she moved back toward the broken edge.

"Phoenix! Give me your hand!"

Shang Youqing looked up to see the divine beast, Cheng Huang, carrying Chen Jichuan, careening down from the glacier's breach. The blood-red halo that Chen Jichuan's right hand had dispelled was the key to breaking the glacier.

As Shang Youqing handed his hand to Chen Jichuan, he glanced back at Ying Shixue, who was watching the icy rocks tumble down into the pool of evil water.

Ying Shixue still stood there, her hands hanging down, her eyes cold as she cast a glance at her outstretched hand.

But in a split second, Shang Youqing was pulled up by Chen Jichuan and immediately grasped Cheng Huang's two moon horns, allowing him to lead them through the glacier breach and out of this underwater dragon cave...

Like an ice hammer, the seabed shook violently, each one more powerful than the last. After Shang Youqing had completely departed, the massive icy-blue dragon's tail slowly swung, its arc of dragon-scale light spreading outward from the tail, instantly dispersing the swirling water.

Soon, the waters gradually returned to their previous calm,

as if nothing had happened.

Ying Shixue emerged from the Dragon Cave and was about to leave the waters when he was stopped by several sea leaders who had arrived urgently.

"King! You cannot enter Guixu! This is clearly a trap set by Jiutian. If you go, you will surely fall prey to the Heavenly Dao's scheme!" "

Yes, King, you did your utmost to protect the little prince and princess. You used your dragon breath to build a protective barrier around the waters. It was only when they tried to escape that they immediately fell into the maze and were tricked into Guixu..."

"The little prince and princess' dragon and phoenix bloodlines are indeed precious. With them, the dragon clan is more confident in their ability to fight against the Heavenly Dao, but this presupposes your own safety! You are the hope of the Dragon God lineage. You must not allow any mishaps at this time—"

...

a few hours ago.

Shang You had just rushed out of the barrier with his brother when the cold seawater hit them.

Shang You clutched his brother's hand and struggled to swim out of the water with his dragon tail. But almost immediately, he noticed a mist spreading over the sea, a vast expanse of white.

The two cubs wanted to swim to the shore as quickly as possible, but Shang You's strength was almost depleted. After swimming for a while, he was exhausted and his tail could not move.

He Zhimo carried Shang You on his back and used the power of the two small dragon horns on his head to stir the water and paddle forward.

At this time, a rickety little fishing boat suddenly appeared on the sea shrouded in white fog.

The old man sitting in the boat fishing had white hair and a kind face. After noticing the two cubs struggling not far away, he paddled the wooden boat and moved over.

"Child, come here, give your hand to grandpa, grandpa will pull you up."

He Zhimo did not expect to be so lucky to meet such an old man fishing on the sea. He let the grandfather pull Shang You up first, and then he climbed up breathlessly by kicking the stern of the boat.

He Zhimo didn't bother to take a rest. He wiped Shang You's face which was covered with sea water, turned around and politely thanked the old grandfather, "Grandpa, thank you for saving my sister and me. When my sister and I find our mother, we will definitely repay you!"

The old grandfather sat back in the bow of the boat and paddled. He looked at them with a smile and nodded and asked, "Good children, where are you going? Grandpa will take you there."

"Oh, grandpa will just take us to the shore. Thank you, grandpa!"

"You're welcome..."

He Zhimo squatted down again to wipe Shang You's wet cuffs. While wiping, he suddenly saw that Shang You's little dragon tail was dull for a second or two. He looked up in confusion and met Shang You's eyes, who was also frowning and staring at the little corner of his forehead.

"Brother... why isn't grandpa afraid of our appearance?"

Shang You asked in a low voice.

It was then that He Zhimo realized something was amiss. Both cubs simultaneously turned toward the bow, only to discover that the old man who had been paddling was gone...

Then, the fog lifted, revealing the two cubs, already trapped in Guixu without their knowledge...

The

leaders pleaded for a long time, but to their surprise, the king replied with a cold, calm, "Get out of the way."

Ying Shixue's words were merely a warning; he showed no intention of forcing the leaders to back down.

He gently paddled his dragon's tail, unleashing two massive waves that knocked the sea leaders who stood in his way to the ground.

When the currents calmed, their king was nowhere to be seen...

"Are you truly going into Guixu to rescue the young prince and princess?"

The Green Eagle leader, with a sullen expression, stared at the snow-white figure disappearing from the current. "I'll follow and see."

She flung up her dark green scale armor and followed.

As the remaining leaders looked at each other in bewilderment, the old Changyi man, who had been stationed at the end of the corridor, also gazed in the direction their king had just departed, and finally sighed deeply.

He narrowed his cloudy eyes, but didn't sit still and wait for death.

Instead, he drew a long staff from the current behind him and followed the path the divine beast Cheng Huang had taken when the glacier broke away, tracing its path from the seabed.

...

On the other side.

At the edge of the cliff, where the wind was fierce, Shang Youqing sat on Cheng Huang's furry back, clearly still recovering from her recent escape.

Her hand still tightly grasped the cold dragon scale, letting the chill wind rustle her thin silk robe.

Chen Jichuan dismounted Cheng Huang and only then took the time to glance over Shang Youqing.

Shang Youqing looked as calm and composed as ever, seemingly unaffected by anything.

But Chen Jichuan noticed that she wasn't even wearing shoes.

The slender white ankles had obvious marks from the chains, and the toes were frozen pink. When the wind blew, she subconsciously curled up into the thin, soft and messy hem of the silk dress.

Chen Jichuan only took a glance and had to look away. He said to Cheng Huang, "Let's leave here first--"

He didn't want to ask what Shang Youqing had experienced in the depths of the dragon cave. He just wanted to find a populated place to change Shang Youqing into clean and warm clothes.

She looked too cold and too embarrassed.

However, before Chen Jichuan finished speaking, Cheng Huang suddenly let out a warning roar towards the sea not far from the cliff, "Phoenix, be careful over there!"

The old man Changyi jumped onto the cliff from the sea. He was afraid of scaring the little phoenix, so he threw away his weapon, the long staff, and said in a slow voice facing Shang Youqing on the body of the mythical beast:

"Little Phoenix, the situation is urgent. Can I have a few words with you alone?"