The legendary warrior

What happened in the hall spread like wildfire. Soon, everyone in Snow Sect knew what was going on.

Ricky had gotten a lot of attention since he became a disciple of the sect. Now that he seemed to have beaten Lean, the number two guy among the top ten outer disciples, everyone was keeping an eye on him. Everything he did might be dangerous to the different factions. Especially, the Refinement Faction and the Casting Faction had noticed his capability. They felt menace.

They noticed that Ricky had quickly grown quite powerful. They had never seen a disciple achieve so much so rapidly.

Ricky did not pay attention to the gossip about him. Why would he waste time on things that didn't matter? So he went back to his place, packed up, and headed for the snowy mountains. By midnight, he'd already cleared the gates of the Snow Sect, and kept pressing forward.

There was a reason he set out in the dead of night. If he tried to do it by day, he would have come into conflict with men from the Refinement or the Casting Factions, and he would likely be quite dead.

Heather had offered to go with Ricky to find the spot where the Magic Ice was. However, Ricky turned her down, fearing for her safety. He couldn't guarantee his own safety, let alone hers. He would not forgive himself if she were injured or dead.

Thanks to Grace's directions, Ricky arrived at one of the mountain ridges. It was an arduous journey, covered as it was by snow and ice.

There were lots of small, oddly-shaped peaks on this ridge. Not to mention a small forest.

The Magic Ice usually formed in icy water.

That gave him an idea of where to look. He looked for bodies of water that had frozen, either partially or completely.

Finally, he reached the junction between the outer and inner peaks of the snowy mountains. Beasts could often be found here, with powers like the advanced stage of Skin Refinement or the inferior stage of Blood Purification.

Being nocturnal animals, they usually hunted at night. So Ricky was extremely careful. He not only had to be stealthy, but he had to keep a sharp eye out. He cautiously climbed a tree and lay in its branches, waiting until dawn. Here, he would have a better view and could avoid being discovered.

After all, he was still unable to handle the beasts at any grade of Blood Purification. He was well aware that he was weaker, and so would not risk his life fighting them.

The beasts roaring echoed through the mountains, and the chill wind whispered in the air. Before long, the long, cold night was ending. By dawn's light, Ricky left the tree and started his search again.

Four hours later, he found a frozen lake.

in this body of water. Oh, well, bad

frozen lakes and found several pieces of Magic Ice. But all of them were formed within a century,

dozen or so beasts at the advanced stage of Skin Refinement successfully, as well

Freezing Palm cultivation during his struggles against the beasts.

environment because freezing temperatures would help to improve the efficiency of his cultivation of the Palm. So far, he had already improved in the last few days and reached to

the Palm, he thought to himself, 'I just can't find the Centennial Magic Ice. Maybe Master Grace was wrong. Maybe no one comes here because there's no Centennial

this out. He didn't want to waste his

he was ready to leave, he heard footsteps.

he hid himself behind a small hill by instinct.

man and a woman wearing white clothes and

heart when he recognized

unforgettable times. Ricky could not be more familiar with her. Even she was covered by a

surged in his

He wasn't sure.

this powerful sect. Nor would he be mentored by Grace. But, at one

is she doing here?' Ricky

the woman started to talk.

nothing but ice and snow. She walked up to the handsome man holding a folding fan and asked, "Jayden, is this where you

pond here. They did some research and figured out the Magic Ice in that pool formed at

added, "I know you need the Magic Ice to practice your cultivation method. So here we are! Only the

hundred years ago!' Ricky caught the gist of it and

certain that he would be able to reach the Second Degree of the

up with nothing. What pond could they be talking about?'

he making shit up to

spiritually, and could feel the waves