"Be careful, I have a feeling these two are not simple."

The expression was grave.

"What's so special about them? Kill that man, and I want the woman." Momba licked his lips, his face showing a sinister expression.

"Noisy."

These two people were Lin Mo and Yingzi.

Yingzi furrowed her eyebrows and wrinkled her little face. Although they were speaking in different languages, it posed no obstacle for cultivators because as long as their spiritual power was strong enough, they could understand any language and script.

Upon hearing the foul language of the two, Yingzi's small face turned icy cold.

"Hehe, this chick is quite spicy, South... I like her a lot. Let me have her first later."

Momba laughed loudly.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a dazzling sword light sliced through the desolate chill.

Momba's face still carried a smile, but his expression suddenly froze.

His pupils reflected horror, but unfortunately, the sword light was too fast for him to dodge.

"Momba..."

South watched this scene, eyes wide.

A bloody hole appeared on Momba's forehead, his body fell to the ground stiffly like a plank.

Though Yingzi had just entered the Star Wheel Mirror stage, her cultivation involved top-tier martial arts and techniques chosen by Lin Mo, making her far stronger than an average Star Wheel Mirror cultivator.

"Who are you people?"

South shivered all over, icy and numb.

The two Asians before him, one petite and cute but with formidable strength.

The other appeared fair and delicate, entirely lacking combat power, yet South found that man even more terrifying.

"Who we are is not important. I want to ask you something. If you answer me honestly, I might spare your life."

Lin Mo spoke softly.

"Sir, what do you want to know?"

South immediately lowered his head, displaying an extremely respectful attitude, even though his comrade had fallen, his body still warm.

The cultivation world is indeed this cruel, where strength reigns supreme.

As for Momba, he was just a partner for South. Besides, South was accustomed to life and death; now he knew that only by bowing his head could he have hope of survival.

"What is the Mercenary Alliance, and where is it located?"

Lin Mo asked directly.

"Well..."

Sweat broke out on South's forehead. Damn it, they stopped us and even killed someone just for this question?

"If you don't speak, I won't hold back."

Yingzi held the Purple-Blue Treasure Sword, raised an eyebrow, and spoke softly.

"Sir, the Mercenary Alliance is located in the city near the Siberian Ice Field, Snow City, a place for trade, task distribution, and information exchange. Anyone can join the Mercenary Alliance, regardless of strength, power, or nationality."

South respectfully answered.

"Let me ask you another question, have you heard of Qionglong Taoist?"

Lin Mo asked.

"Qionglong Taoist? Sir, I don't know this person."

South pondered a moment, shook his head, and added, "There is plenty of information in the Mercenary Alliance. Sir, you should inquire there."

"Okay, lead the way. I need to go to Snow City."

"Alright, okay."

South cursed inwardly. He initially thought answering the question would allow him to leave, but Lin Mo wanted him to lead the way.

…

Snow City is just a nickname, its full name is Nihe Jia Guerna City. Due to the name's length and its proximity to the Siberian Ice Field, it suffers from perennial frost and snow cover, so people refer to it as Snow City.

Squeak, squeak.

Footsteps made sound on the snow-covered streets.

The entire Snow City looked like a fairy-tale ice and snow metropolis, with white snow and crystal ice ridges hanging from eaves and branches, reflecting brilliant lights.

Even the winter sunlight seemed cold here.

"Sir, just ahead is the Mercenary Guild. Registration there allows you to accept and publish tasks."

On the broad street, the three left footprints in the snow.

South spoke respectfully, "Sir, if you want to gather information, you can visit some bars. Many mercenaries without a mission or lingering in Snow City chat in bars."

"Don't call me sir. If you meet someone you know, say I'm your friend." Lin Mo and Yingzi walked side by side, speaking coldly.

"Understood, sir..." South nodded his head. Not far ahead was a building covered in snow and ice ridges, three stories tall, somewhat resembling an agency building. People went in and out the entrance, and they were not dressed like ordinary people, with very peculiar attires.

Due to the harsh weather, Snow City was not suitable for ordinary human habitation. In recent years, its native population constantly moved away, leaving very few ordinary people in Snow City.

At least, under Lin Mo's divine thought probe, the majority here were cultivators.

"Let's sit in the bar first."

Lin Mo's glance caught sight of a Nordic-style tavern by the street.

The three entered the tavern. The bar was quite fast, with two floors, and many people sat inside smoking and chatting, men and women, Asians, Europeans, some topless with tattoos and totems all over, some with a chopper by their side, others dressed in neat suits, and some with an arm missing, leaving an empty sleeve.

The temperature inside the bar was much higher than outside.

"What would you three like to drink?"

A waiter walked over to inquire.

"Hot fruit wine." South, having been here before, said directly, then took out two crystal coins to give the person.

Not ordinary money, but something similar to spirit stones, probably just two low-grade spirit stones, though South's face still showed a trace of pain.

"Do all transactions here use spirit stones?"

Lin Mo asked.

"Most bars in Snow City are run by cultivation forces, accepting only spirit stones, which we call crystal coins," South explained.

Three glasses of red juice were placed on the table, containing some spiritual energy.

"Not ordinary wine."

Lin Mo held up the glass, took a sip. The taste was like juice with a hint of alcohol, but as it went down, a sensation of fire seemed to burn in the chest and abdomen, stimulating the blood energy all over. South said, "This hot fruit wine is made from a special fruit, and consuming it keeps one energized. Although cultivators are not afraid of the cold, staying long in freezing places makes their blood and muscles stiff. Drinking this helps maintain body strength's active state and allows instant full strength exertion."

"Hmm."

Lin Mo nodded. In the Cultivation World, there are also top-quality fruits for brewing immortal wine. He never expected such a thing to exist on Earth.

The three sat chatting in a secluded spot, while Lin Mo listened to the conversations in the bar.

"Last time that Silver Burst Bear clawed me, tearing open a wound in my abdomen, nearly killed me."

"Tock, you're really lucky to be alive."

"After this level task, I plan to rest for a few months."

"Did you hear, Feileister's mercenary squad entered the icy danger zone, it's been a month without coming out, perhaps they're dead."

"Their squad is just a small-level squad, they actually dared to enter such a place?"

"Even some S-level teams wouldn't dare enter there."

A mix of information flooded Lin Mo's mind, but he heard nothing about Qionglong Taoist.

According to Shen Qianlong, Qionglong Taoist's power surpassed his own, likely having reached the late-stage Condensation or Peak, making him a famous figure anywhere. Someone should know about him.

"Could Qionglong Taoist have changed his name here?"

Lin Mo pondered.

Actually, it's not unreasonable. The title Qionglong Taoist is rather well understood in the East, but in Western countries, it's somewhat inappropriate.

"South, you're here?"

At this moment, a dull voice sounded, and three figures appeared at Lin Mo's table.

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