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Chapter 3107

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Jian Chen left the miniature world and reappeared in outer space near the Ice Pole Plane. He did not use his original appearance. Instead, he used a mask to disguise himself as a stranger. Afterwards, he concealed his presence and carefully hid his tracks before flying towards the Ice Pole Plane.

His return did not occur.

This was because the miniature world was personally created by the Ice Goddess. As a result, when the entrance opened, it was completely undetectable. There was no energy, nor did it cause any ripples in space.

Jian Chen successfully entered the Ice Pole Plane. Clearly, he had a lot on his mind, so he did not use the Laws of Space to travel as usual after arriving on the Ice Pole Plane. Instead, he flew in the direction of the Tianhe clan at a very normal speed. He seemed to be in a daze.

After flying for several days, Jianchen finally arrived at the Tianhe clan. Before long, he disguised himself as He Qianchi again and swaggered into the Tianhe clan.

"It's great elder He Qianchi. You've returned, great elder …"

Immediately, the peaceful Tianhe clan fell into an uproar. Many disciples came to greet him, and even elders who were Infinite Primes hurried over from afar. Excitement flickered in their eyes as they bowed towards He Qianchi politely.

There were even quite a few elders who looked at He Qianchi with gazes that were filled with undisguised passion and worship.

Aside from the regular elders, there were a few great elders who were Chaotic Primes as well. They flew over from the depths of the Tianhe clan. As they greeted He Qianchi amicably, doubt and curiosity appeared in their eyes.

The disturbance in the Snow sect had already spread across the entire Ice Pole Plane. Some disciples with weaker cultivations might still be in the dark, but the great elders knew quite a lot behind the scenes. In particular, the great elders of the Tianhe clan who understood He Qianchi extremely well had already guessed that the He Qianchi before them was not the person they knew. Instead, an outsider had taken his place.

However, this matter was clearly supported and tacitly approved by Ancestor Lan. Therefore, even though the great elders of the Tianhe Clan knew that the He Qianchi in front of them was not the real He Qianchi, they did not dare to point it out.

Jianchen remained silent as he disguised himself as He Qianchi. He did not say anything at all, directly heading towards the depths of the Tianhe clan.

Soon after Jianchen's return, within the Snow sect of the greatest organisation on the Ice Pole Plane.

"What did you say? He Qianchi of the Tianhe clan has returned? Is that true? " Ancestor Xuan Ji's expression became solemn when he heard the report. He said in a deep voice, "Ancestral Master Bingyun has given strict orders. Once He Qianchi returns, we must inform her immediately."

Ancestor Black Extreme didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. He immediately got up and left, reporting the news of He Qianchi's return to Ancestral Master Bingyun as quickly as possible.

At the same time, the three ancestors of the Cold Wind sect received news of He Qianchi's return as well. They all became stern.

"Since He Qianchi has emerged from the miniature world, it must have been opened. Did the two of you sense anything?" Ancestor Qi Feng glanced at the two other Grand Primes of the Cold Wind sect sternly.

"We didn't sense anything at all. The miniature world is just too well-hidden. It's blocked off everything. No matter what we do, it's useless." The two other ancestors shook their heads in disappointment.

Ancestor Qi Feng sighed softly when he heard that. He said, "It's a miniature world created by the Ice Goddess after all. We're still a little too far away from her level of cultivation. Whatever. Old Man, go to the Tianhe clan personally and ask about the Ice Goddess. "

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The Tianhe clan remained in the same alchemy room on the Flying Snowy Peak. Ancestor Lan had his back towards Jianchen as he faced the cauldron. He seemed to place all of his attention on the cauldron.

Jianchen stood behind Ancestor Lan emotionlessly. He was in low spirits, directly stating his request to learn alchemy.

He had obtained this from the Tianhe clan by exchanging the Soil of Godblood. Ancestor Lan had no reason to turn him down.

"You're in low spirits right now, and your emotions are unstable. Your mental state has been greatly affected, so it's not suitable for you to comprehend the Way of Pills. You should recover first. Once you've recovered to your peak condition, you can come here and comprehend the Way of Pills, "Ancestor Lan's voice rang out. It was pleasant and pleasant, like the sounds of nature.

Jianchen clasped his fist. Just when he was about to leave, Ancestor Lan's voice rang out again, "Hold on for now. The Snow sect's Founder Bingyun and Ancestor Qi Feng have come to visit. They probably want to learn some information about the Snow Goddess from you …"

Before long, the Tianhe clan opened their doors. They held an extremely grand ceremony to welcome the Bingyun and Ancestor Qi Feng. Ancestor Lan temporarily left the alchemy room and accompanied them personally. He received the two of them on the Flying Snowy Peak.

The two of them were Sixth Heavenly Layer Grand Primes. In the Tianhe clan, only Ancestor Lan had the right to stand on the same level as the Bingyun and Ancestor Qi Feng.

The Bingyun and Ancestor Qi Feng had both come because of the Snow Goddess, so as soon as they arrived, they cut straight to the chase. They asked Jianchen, who was disguised as He Qianchi, about the Snow Goddess. Their voices were filled with concern, as if they hoped the Snow Goddess would return soon.

Jianchen, who was disguised as He Qianchi, calmed himself down. He clasped his fist at the two of them and said, "Seniors, don't worry. The esteemed Snow Goddess is currently recovering. I believe she'll return formally before long …"

The Bingyun and Ancestor Qi Feng were overjoyed by this. They both left the Tianhe clan excitedly and eagerly.

However, the Bingyun ancestor's excitement and eagerness came from the bottom of her heart. As for Ancestor Qi Feng of the Frigid Wind sect, his face immediately sank as soon as he left the Tianhe clan.

Before long, Jianchen left the Tianhe clan as well. He did not continue to use He Qianchi's identity. Instead, he disguised himself as a Divine King and wandered around the Ice Pole Plane in sorrow.

His sister, Changyang Mingyue, had recovered the Snow Goddess' memories from her past life. With the Snow Goddess' innate coldness, he knew that the next time he saw his sister, she might not be the same person from his memories.

This was because compared to the Snow Goddess' long life, his sister only had a few hundred years of memories. It was just too insignificant, like a drop in the ocean. She would definitely be dominated by the Snow Goddess' memories.

As for Jianchen himself, he could not avoid standing on the opposite side of the Ice Goddess Hall due to his identity. He really didn't know what kind of scene it would be the next time he saw his second sister.

However, when he thought about the day when he might actually clash with his sister, he could not help but feel a stabbing pain in his heart.

Jianchen wandered aimlessly through the desolate icy plains like a ghost. A jug of alcohol had appeared in his hand at some unknown time. He drank as he walked. His steps were unsteady, and he staggered as if he was drunk.

At his level of cultivation, it was basically impossible for him to get drunk.

However, it was not the alcohol that made him drunk. He was willing to immerse himself in this muddle-headed state.

This was because he might have lost the sister from his memories forever. He might have lost the family that had doted on him since he was young forever.

Jianchen staggered. He crossed over harsh icy plains one after another, crossing towering mountains one after another. In the end, after walking for who knows how long, a bustling city of ice and snow suddenly appeared up ahead.

Jianchen held a jug of alcohol and drank as he walked. He reeked of alcohol, causing the passersby to frown and stay away. He directly made his way into the city.

As soon as he entered the city, he immediately sensed a familiar presence.

Without any hesitation, Jianchen followed the presence and arrived at the very center of the city in the end. There was an extremely luxurious restaurant.

At this moment, a ruddy old man sat by the window alone and drank. He stared at the passersby below with his aged eyes as a deep sense of loneliness appeared.

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