Beautiful female corpse

Legend has it that in the martial arts world, there is a crystal coffin on an iceberg containing a beautiful female corpse. The coffin possesses a mysterious power, capable of preserving the body forever, granting the living youth and beauty, longevity, and improved martial arts skills…

For years, countless martial artists have fought tooth and nail to obtain this "Iceberg Treasure"…

In an inn, Szivan, Deepsleep, and Amy are eating…
"Beautiful women!" Szivan exclaimed, looking at the four pretty girls and addressing Deepsleep.
"Don't be so loud, they're members of the 'Elegant Women' sect," Deepsleep said. "What are they doing here
?"

Szivan sent Amy out to buy something. "Amy, go buy a roast chicken, so we have
food for our journey."

"Roast chicken for Ice Lovers? Fresh frozen chicken is more appropriate!" Amy said discontentedly as she walked away.
"Why did you make my girlfriend leave?"

"Amy is a woman of the martial world; perhaps she also wants the Iceberg Treasure."

"If you don't even trust her, then don't trust me either."

"It's different! You and I are both interested in each other, but she isn't."

"What are you trying to say?"

"It's not far from the Iceberg; perhaps the members of the Erotic Women's Sect are here to investigate the Iceberg Treasure," Szivan
said seriously.

Suddenly, the four protectors of the Ice Women's Sect—Ice Snow, Ice Clouds, Ice Dew, and Ice Frost—fought with four pretty girls.
The inn 's guests fled in chaos. Of course, these four beauties from the Erotic Women's Sect were no match for the four Ice Women's skills, and one by one they fell, becoming four beautiful corpses.

"Good! Well done!" Szivan looked at the four dead pretty girls, thinking that he could bring them into his
room for some ice-cold lovemaking, and was very excited. "Looks like I need to inform King to let them join the Beautiful Corpse Sect!"
"What a pity! What a pity! So young to die." Deepsleep stroked one of the pretty girls and
said sadly.

"I'm back. What happened?" Amy ran into the inn carrying a roast chicken. While Amy was still looking to see
what was going on, Bingxue slapped her.

"Take this, my Ice Palm! Die!"

Amy blocked the blow with the roast chicken in her hand, which turned into frozen chicken!

"Good palm! You missed!"

Amy's martial arts skills were no less than Bingxue's.

Bingxue looked at Amy in surprise, "Who are you? You can block my Ice Palm!"

"My master is..." Amy said jokingly.

Deepsleep was very nervous, afraid that Amy would be in trouble. Szivan said coldly, "Don't interfere.
This has nothing to do with the All-Out Party. Amy's martial arts skills are not bad either!"

Amy was not careful and was slapped from behind by Bingxia. Bingxia was actually bounced away, but Deepsleep could see that
Amy was injured. Amy's face was contorted in pain, her left hand pressed against her chest as she collapsed not far from Deepsleep
. She glanced at Deepsleep one last time, then reached out her right hand before finally collapsing to the ground. Bingxia
kicked Amy's body, flipping her over so her face was up. Seeing Amy coughing up blood, Bingxia said triumphantly,
"What a beautiful corpse! Here you go." She grabbed Amy by her long hair and threw her towards Deepsleep.
The four guardians of the Ice Maiden Sect then departed.

"Amy, don't die!"

"Brother Deepsleep, I can't take it anymore. I'm so cold..."

"Deepsleep, Amy is dying. Go to Burial Valley and bury her! I'll stay here and enjoy these
four pretty girls." Szivan said, carrying the pretty girls into his guest room.
Those injured by the Ice Palm would feel the cold and die of cold within a short time. Because Amy's internal strength was superior to the four beauties of the Ice Maiden Sect, she was still alive. To revive someone injured by the Ice Palm, the person must be warmed and the coldness within their body expelled. Otherwise, even the most skilled martial artist wouldn't survive more than three days.
Deepsleep picked up Amy and carried her back to his guest room, placed her on the bed, held her tightly, and gave her
a passionate kiss. Amy, feeling the warmth Deepsleep gave her, fell peacefully asleep.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through Deepsleep's mind: "The Treasure of the Iceberg..." Deepsleep muttered to himself,
"I can use my internal energy to prolong Amy's life. As long as I find the Treasure of the Iceberg and let her lie in it, she will surely wake up.
If she doesn't wake up, I can let her lie in this crystal coffin forever, and her beauty will remain forever."
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Just as Deepsleep was holding his breath and preparing to circulate his internal energy, Szivan suddenly burst in, "That's right...
I remember now, the master of Burial Flower Valley, Lord Burial Flower, is not only good at burying flowers but also at protecting them. Why don't we send Amy there?
Maybe he can save Amy. This is much more practical than finding some ethereal Treasure of the Iceberg! I've thought it through. I've heard that Lord Burial Flower loves beautiful corpses. Those four beautiful corpses will be perfect as a gift."

"Could he be another charlatan? Who knows if he'll say something about needing a pure yang body to cure the Ice Poison, and then take advantage of my Amy... Hmph, if he dares to do that, I'll draw my sword and kill him!" Deepsleep
was clearly flustered.

"There's no hope if we don't try. Let's go, let's set off now. First, we need to hire a cart to transport those four female corpses, which will benefit that kid, Burial Flower Lord... Tsk tsk..."

No one would have imagined that such a serene and beautiful place could exist in this desolate and barren landscape. Green mountains and clear waters, fragrant grasses, and most eye-catching of all were the clusters of blooming flowers, fragrant and colorful, dazzling and beautiful...
"So beautiful..." Deepsleep, holding Amy, let out a long sigh and exclaimed sincerely.

"Yes, I've long heard that Burial Flower Valley is like spring all year round, with flowers blooming in profusion. Seeing it today, it truly lives up to its reputation... Tsk tsk," Szivan, pulling the cart, wiped the sweat from his brow, looking delighted.

"It is that friend who has graced our Burial Flower Valley with their presence. Zhang Huajun has not been able to greet them properly; please forgive him!" Just as the two were sighing with emotion, a clear voice suddenly rang out from the valley. Before the echo had faded, the two saw a white figure appear in a flash. In the blink of an eye, a young man dressed in snow-white robes stood smiling before them...

"Wow, so handsome! Even more handsome than Hua Ze Lei!" Amy, who had been lying on the verge of death in Deepsleep's arms,
suddenly exclaimed.

"Amy, you should be unconscious, how come..." Deepsleep was clearly
startled .

"Yeah... Brother D, I'm wondering too... oh... I'm dizzy again." Amy was quite straightforward; she had just said...
He fainted immediately afterward.

"Two uncles..." Zhang Huajun tossed his head casually and said.

"Hmph, uncles? Do we look that old?" Deepsleep was clearly
still bothered by Amy's actions earlier and didn't have a good impression of the pretty boy in front of him.

"Hehe... It was my fault. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhang Huajun. Zhang as in Zhang Huajun, Hua as in Zhang Huajun, Jun as in Zhang Huajun. I am honored by the kindness of my friends in the martial arts world, who have given me an alias, Zanghua Jun, Hua as in Zanghua Jun..."

"Jun as in Zanghua Jun! Long-winded!" Deepsleep and Szivan replied in unison.

"Hehe...not bad, you two...brothers are truly incredibly clever, incredibly clever. My admiration for you two is like the mighty Yangtze River, endless and boundless, like the surging Yellow River, and even more like..."

"Shut up! You're more long-winded than the legendary Tang Sanzang! We've called you here to save someone, quickly save my Amy!"

"Brother, the Amy you're talking about must be the incredibly beautiful
sister . Why am I so sure? There are three reasons. First, you two brothers look so healthy, not injured. Second, this sister's face is pale and her lips are purple, she must be seriously injured. Third, judging from your expression, you're not a lesbian, and there's only one woman here...Ah, brother, why has your face changed from blue to red, then from red to purple? Are you injured too?"

"I...I'm angry because of you! Tell me...do you have any way to save her!"

"Hehe, this brother must have heard of me, the Flower Burial Lord, who is skilled at both burying and protecting flowers... hehehe, hehehe, hehehehe..."

"What are you grinning about, you narcissist! Tell me! How do you save her!" Deepsleep was going crazy.
"Don't worry, don't worry, there is a way, just watch!" Zhang Huajun quickly grabbed at the air, and a fiery red rose appeared in his hand. Then, he grabbed again, and again, and again... (At this moment, Szivan, who was dumbfounded, whispered to Deepsleep, "She looks like a street performer...
") Each grab produced a fiery red rose, and in an instant, a large bouquet of roses was formed...

"Gentlemen, these are not ordinary roses... but the unique Fire Rose of my Flower Burial Valley, which is specially used to cure the poison of icy cold." At this moment, Deepsleep couldn't wait to grab it, but Zhang Huajun quickly dodged it
...

"Do you want it? If you want it, just say so! Even though you're looking at me so sincerely, you still have to tell me you want it. If you want it, I'll give it to you. I won't refuse to give it to you. It's not like I can't give it to you when you want it, and then force you to give it to me when you don't. Let's be reasonable, right? Do you really want it? You don't really want it, do you... Ouch!" Deepsleep, unable to contain himself any longer, threw an angry punch, and Zhang Huajun fell to the ground with a thud... "
Good job!" Szvian shouted from the side...

"Please forgive me, gentlemen. I haven't seen a living person for so long, so I've said a little too much." At this moment, thanks to the miraculous effect of the Fire Rose, Amy had slowly woken up. In her second life, she naturally
embraced her brother D without hesitation. At this moment, Szvian suddenly remembered the four female corpses and
presented this gift to Zanghua Jun. Unfortunately, the female corpses had long since decomposed and emitted an unpleasant odor. Zanghua Jun covered his nose and retreated, muttering: "The fragrance has faded, the flowers are no longer flowers, they can only be used as fertilizer..." He then let out a long sigh. Szvian saw an
opportunity and said: "If you want to maintain your beauty forever, you must obtain the treasure of the Ice Mountain. Why don't you join our treasure hunt?" Zanghua Jun thought to himself that although he had been in Zanghua Valley for many years, he was very lonely. Going there would not only relieve his loneliness, but if he could find the treasure of the Ice Mountain, wouldn't that be wonderful? So he readily agreed. From then on, Zanghua Jun was added to the treasure hunt team, which added a lot of color to the team. :]

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The world of martial arts is not as warm and leisurely as Zanghua Valley.

Deepsleep saw the thick fog and the strong yin energy, and guessed that he had entered the territory of Naihe River. The Naihe River is
a high-altitude lake formed by the melting of glaciers, its air bitterly cold. Surrounded by mountains, it rarely sees sunlight. Arriving here is like being a frog at the bottom of a well, only able to look up at the sky. However, to reach the glacier, one must detour through the Flaming Mountains, a perilous journey.

Zanghua, a man of refined tastes, wanted to pluck a few wildflowers to offer to Amy; but discovered that the flowers and grasses seemed to have feet, moving close to the ground. Even Zanghua felt a sense of awe at such a wondrous sight, daring not to desecrate it. The other three young heroes had never seen anything like it. The four were filled with感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep feelings). Amy, with her girlish sentiments, spontaneously recited: "

The wind urges Zanghua's necklace to fly, the Naihe Lake is once again deep in spring..." (Amy not only writes good English poetry, but is also fluent in classical Chinese!)

Just as Zanghua was about to praise him, the lake suddenly surged, and a person emerged. Even more astonishingly, he was carrying an exquisitely crafted coffin.

"Amy, come and meet me!" the man called out. Deepsleep couldn't help but be alert,
glancing sideways at Amy.

"Why are you looking at me? I don't know him," the heroine said innocently.

"What are you playing at? Why are you all pretending to be strangers? Tch~"

"Brother D, really?" Szivan whispered.

"What do you mean, 'don't know him'? You know him too?" Deepsleep was even more confused.

"No, look at what he's carrying," Szivan said, his words becoming increasingly slurred with excitement, "
We just got it like that? It's too easy!" Szivan was practically bursting with excitement. "Brother D, let's do it!"
"What are we doing?" Deepsleep was usually easygoing, but when he went too far, he became a complete idiot.
"Rob it! It's the treasure of the iceberg!" Szivan was truly anxious, because he couldn't say such things out loud.

"Hey! What are you whispering about? This thing is heavier than it is in the water, it'll be hard to carry. Oh, you carry it for a while," the man said, flipping over and handing the ice coffin to Szivan.

Caught off guard, Szivan, clutching the ice coffin, was pressed to the ground. He muttered to himself, "I knew something so easily
obtained couldn't be a good sign. How am I supposed to survive now?"

"Hey, who's this pretty girl? Amy, is this your new lover?" The newcomer was incredibly oblivious, seemingly unaware of Deepsleep's hostility. "Brother D, you're quite magnanimous."

This last remark genuinely surprised Deepsleep. "I know him too. Who's this kid?" But he didn't show it
on his face ; Deepsleep was an old hand, having experienced many strange things.
Szivan had already gotten up and approached. "Hey, are you close to them? At least be a little polite to me."

"Just a little polite, everyone~, Szivan, you're such a busybody."

"Ah. Ah, ah? I know them too?" Szivan gave a wry smile.

"Ew, that's a bit strange. I was just about to come out of the water when I heard Amy call me. But you all pretended not to know me. Look at your strange clothes, long robes and wide sleeves, are you filming an ancient costume movie?"
"I don't understand what you're saying, but your clothes are very trendy." Amy remained innocent. "Did I just call you? How can you be so casual with girls like that? Isn't that too frivolous? I'm—" "

Please, I'm tired. Stop messing around, you guys have already killed me, Bronze Sparrow." "

Your name is Bronze Sparrow? Like the sparrow in 'little sparrow'?" Amy reacted quickly; there was no way around it, young girls always had so many questions.
Just as the group was chattering away, a murderous aura approached. A shout echoed through the forest; listening closely, it was a vanguard clearing the way. A fast horse at the head of the group had already left the main force behind and arrived. Riding on the horse was a female general in silver armor and helmet, strikingly beautiful, but her brows revealed a murderous intent. She squinted at Deepsleep and the others. Seeing such an
arrogant woman, Amy unconsciously snuggled into Deepsleep's arms.

But then, Bronze Sparrow, who had emerged from the water, suddenly leaped up, a cold light shooting straight at the female general on horseback. There's no such thing as an afterthought, and so the fighting began. The servants, showing mercy and pity, were afraid the pretty lady would suffer. Szivan, on the other hand
, was delighted. He hadn't expected this newcomer, Bronze Sparrow, to be so practical. Perhaps he knew Szivan's preferences and
was offering a beautiful corpse as a gift?

This fierce battle attracted everyone's attention, and a large force quickly arrived. A figure leaped from a carriage draped in brocade, skimming past the fluttering banners, aimed directly at Bronze Sparrow's back.

Two against one—that's not the code of the martial world, especially not from behind. Deepsleep, true to his loyalty,
swiftly caught up, intercepting the swift attack. His arms were numb from the shock, and he was forced to stagger backward. But within the circle of the exchange, a flash of light, deafeningly loud, rippled through the air. Bronze Sparrow and the female general simultaneously leaped away from the center of danger, their poor warhorse reduced to blood and gore.

The dust settled, and the two sides faced off again. The newcomers were numerous and imposing, their banners fluttering, shouting, "The Corpse Cult Leader, unify the martial world!"

At the front was none other than Jian Siren, the Corpse Cult Leader. The female vanguard was his sworn sister, qjnqqjnq.
Szivan knew that Deepsleep had expended a lot of internal energy, so he stepped forward to protect her. "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous.
It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. How are you, Leader? I am Szivan, who is well-known throughout the north and south."

The Corpse Cult Leader possessed his own dignity, not even rolling his eyes. Szivan secretly resented the lack of tact. (Who told you to bring such a low-level
thug , without even a few low-level henchmen or followers? You've ended up in such a sorry state.)

"What misunderstanding? It was these two scoundrels who attacked me from behind, knocking me, Tongque, into the lake..."
Szivan hurriedly stopped him, "Help me, don't talk nonsense. They have more people." "

Damn it, that qjnqqjnq had a number hidden behind her ear, I saw through it." Tongque argued.
"You scoundrel, stop talking nonsense! How dare you humiliate my reputation!" qjnqqjnq scolded coquettishly and tried to step forward again, but
was pulled back by Jian Siren. Judging from szivan's name, Jian Siren knew that the one who had just taken a hit from him must be
Deepsleep from the All-Round School. The female warrior beside him was probably Amy. This pair was not to be trifled with. Moreover, that delicate-looking young man
hadn't shown his true strength yet, and his true abilities were hard to predict.

Deepsleep patted Tongque on the shoulder, "Sorry, brother. I didn't understand what you said either. Since
this matter started with you, may I ask your name so I can give everyone an explanation?" "

Brother D, do you guys have codes behind your ears?" Tongque really wanted to cry.

"Hey, what codes? Show some respect, brother."

"We were having a good time, and it was all because of this Tongque who ruined it," szivan complained.

"Szivan, say it twice!" Tongque protested.

Seeing this situation, Jian Siren's suspicions only deepened. He was surprised to see the precious sword that qjnqqjnq was holding upside down. "
My sister 's precious sword."

Everyone looked at it; the sword was cold and dazzling. Could it be the legendary Guan Yu's cold-sharp saw? Upon closer inspection, there were several holes in the broad blade, and the edge was also curled. qjnqqjnq was heartbroken and almost vomited blood.

Everyone looked at Tongque with strange eyes, or rather, their gazes were fixed on the bladeless spike. What kind of weapon could break such a precious sword?!

At this point, Tongque also had a slight understanding and stepped forward to tentatively answer. "This must be Brother Jian Siren."

"This is our leader," the henchmen shouted.

"Oh, my name is Tongque Chun Shen."

"What a weird name," szivan muttered.

"Haha, haha," a handsome laugh came from the previously silent Zanghua. "It's all Amy's fault for being naughty, making up a poem about burying flowers, yet calling out the name of a great hero. Haha, haha. Interesting."

"But I didn't know," Amy blushed, "You're making fun of others again. But how do you know all of us?"

"The heroine is right," Tongque chimed in. "It seems there really is a misunderstanding."

"You're allowed to misunderstand, but I'm not allowed to." Szivan was still dissatisfied.

"May I ask if qjnqqjnq has always used this treasured sword?"

"Who's your sister? This sword of mine is a family heirloom, and you've destroyed it today. Prepare to die." "Let
him finish speaking before he dies." Jian Siren spoke up.

"I understand. It's a long story, and it has nothing to do with you all. However, I really do know the descendants of all of you seniors!" Tongque said with relief. But all the heroes were seen fainting, their disheveled state not described here.
"Brother D, oh, no, Senior D. I've traveled to the wrong time. You are definitely ancient people to me." Tongque himself was also dizzy. "May I ask what year it is now?" Tongque felt he should use some classical Chinese.

"" (This blank is to be filled with deepsleep, whichever year you say it is)

Tongque sighed: "I was thrown to the bottom of the lake by Jian Siren and qjnqqjnq, and in a flash I returned to the past."
"Nonsense," qjnqqjnq retorted, "This old lady has never seen you, how could I harm you?"
"Old lady? Old, old, old lady, what about you? I am from seven hundred years in the future." Tongque began to feel that he was talking nonsense.

"So you mean, seven hundred years in the future, we all know each other? Me and Brother D or..." Amy was too embarrassed to finish the sentence.

"Yes, yes. You and Brother D, oh, sorry Senior D, I mean my Brother D back then,
we all envied you." This "we" naturally included the Corpse Cult. This made Jian Siren very unhappy.

"Damn, this is even more long-winded than 'Burying Flowers'," szivan grumbled.

"You guys also say 'damn'? So that's how we used to swear in ancient times. Oh. I also need to explain, Brother Jian. I'm talking about my Brother Jian, he really carried on your legacy. Hehe. Actually, we're very close. It wasn't him who harmed me, it was an imposter. You wouldn't understand if I explained further. It was that bad guy with the code behind his ear who harmed me." Tongque finally finished speaking. "

Then," deepesleep said, "since our descendants are all like brothers, let's stop
having sectarian conflicts."

"Yes, yes. Sister qjnqqjnq is here, I have company now," Amy chimed in, perfectly in sync.
It is said that the benevolent are invincible. Jian Sirenjian, a kind-hearted couple, did not want to stir up trouble in the martial arts world, so he invited everyone to rest at his camp.

"Oh no!" Szivan exclaimed, "Where is the Iceberg Treasure?"

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Szivan's exclamation caused everyone to surround him.

"Where did the Iceberg Treasure go? Do you want to keep it for yourself? Tell me!" qjnqqjnq took the lead and
pointed the sharp tip of his knife directly at Szivan's nose.

"Where did I get it!" Szivan looked innocent: "It's so big, there's nowhere to hide it
!"

Just as everyone was arguing, a figure floated over.

"Everyone, stop arguing. The Iceberg Treasure has just returned to where it was originally."

"Who are you?!" The surprised people turned around, while Szivan, who had been surrounded, was
left out .

The newcomer was a young man in his twenties, dressed in clothes similar to those of Tongque Chun Shen.

Deepsleep stepped forward, bowed, and was about to speak when the other person preemptively answered,
"Brother D, don't be so polite, I return the greeting."

"You know me?" Deepsleep looked at the other person in surprise.

"Not only Brother D, I know everyone here." This statement left everyone even more confused.
"Brother Tongque, is this person your friend?" Curious Amy couldn't help but whisper to Tongque Chun Shen

.

Tongque Chun Shen carefully examined the newcomer and shook his head in confusion, "I don't think I've ever seen anyone like this before." After a

brief silence, Deepsleep stepped forward first and spoke, "Forgive our poor eyesight, may I ask your
honorable title ..."

"I am Link." The newcomer was quite straightforward.

"Oh... I don't know him!" Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Once is enough, twice is enough, from now on we'll be friends." The newcomer didn't seem to care at all.

Deepsleep stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting: "Brother Lin, from what you've said, you seem quite familiar with the Iceberg Treasure. Please
enlighten

me..."

"Brother Lin, you're too modest." The man quickly returned the greeting. "Actually, the Iceberg Treasure isn't what we have now, but rather..."

Suddenly, a long whistle rang out, interrupting their conversation.

Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw dozens of women dressed in strange attire, wielding weapons, surrounding them
. Judging from their clothing and weapons, these women should be members of the "Five Poisons Sect," which was renowned throughout the Southern Frontier.

The graceful young woman leading them was none other than Lan Caiyi, the Five Poisons Sect's Gu Poison Master.

Lan Caiyi strode forward and coldly said to Link, "You madman, quickly reveal the secret of the Iceberg Treasure, and our sect might spare your life."

"Damn, I'm not easily scared." Link sneered. "If you want to kill me, ask my brother first..."
He turned around and saw that everyone had already retreated more than three zhang away.

"We don't know him!" everyone said in unison.

"That's none of my business!" Lan Caiyi's face was as cold as ice. "Anyone who knows the secret of the Iceberg Treasure must die!" She took a few steps back and gestured, "Sisters, release the poisonous Gu!"

The Five Poisons Cult members took out a section of bamboo tube from their robes, unscrewed the cap, and pointed the tube at the crowd.

"It's over!" Szivan's legs went weak and she knelt on the ground, while Amy fearfully buried her face in Deepsleep's arms.

"It's no use!" Link laughed loudly, "You careless girls! Three days ago, I filled your
Gu cages with rice wine. Now those Gu should all have turned into wine worms!"

The bewildered Five Poisons Cult members stood there dumbfounded.

"Everyone, attack!" Szivan, who had been trembling like a leaf, suddenly perked up and

rushed .

The poor women of the Five Poisons Cult, though skilled in using poison, were only mediocre in martial arts. They were no
match for the ferocious Ice Heroes. In an instant, they all collapsed to the ground, dead, turning into beautiful corpses.

Lan Caiyi was horrified at the sight and turned to flee. Suddenly, her vision blurred, and someone blocked her path. It was none other than Link.

"Good sister, where did your earlier arrogance go? I'm afraid you came easily but won't leave easily, hahaha!" Link grinned lewdly at her, his tone and actions carrying a hint of vulgarity.

"Madman, take this!" Knowing she couldn't escape, Lan Caiyi steeled her resolve and swung her curved
blade at Link's head. But just as she raised her arm, she felt a flash of light, followed by a numbness in her ribs, and then everything went black; she lost consciousness.

Link bent down, hoisted the unconscious Lan Caiyi onto his shoulder, and waved to the treasure hunters: "Thank you all! We'll meet again someday!" Before his words were even finished, he had already run dozens of feet away.
"What a strange person!" qjnqqjnq shook his head slightly, watching Link's departing figure.
"We finally found the 'Iceberg Treasure,' but the clues have gone cold again. What should we do?" Tongque Chun Shen looked up at deepsleep and asked. Unprepared, deepsleep stood there for a long time, speechless.

"I think it's getting late. Why don't we all rest here for a while? There's plenty of time in the future." Jian Si Ren interjected from the side.

"Brother Jian's idea is brilliant!" Zhang Hua Jun, who had been listless, suddenly perked up: "This place is beautiful, with clear waters, a bright moon and few stars, and with ice beauties by our side, it's truly an elegant place."

"So many ice beauties, what should we do with them?" szivan muttered softly, looking down at the Five Poisons Sect women who had become beautiful corpses
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At this moment, Zanghua Jun had already plunged into the pile of corpses and started searching...

"Zanghua, why are you so rude? Old D hasn't even said anything yet, and you can't help yourself?"
Szivan said while secretly glancing at Amy a few times.

"Hehe... I have to take care of Amy, you guys handle it!" Deepsleep turned to the side and gave Szivan
a few winks.

"Received! Understood!" Szivan hurriedly pulled up his pants, wiped his drool, and started fighting with Zanghua for
the female corpse .

"If you don't mind, the body can be put in my car, and we can check it carefully at the inn tonight, how about that?" The tall and strong corpse-loving cult leader Jian Siren asked with feigned enthusiasm.

"Yes, I'll help you too!" Tongque Chun Shen ran over quickly, rolled up his sleeves, and helped to take off the female corpse's clothes.

The "Five Poisons Sect" originated in the southern borderlands, and its members were all beautiful women around twenty years old, with figures resembling those of Persians—round buttocks and white breasts.

"Ah, what pitiful little beauties!" Zanghua sighed, touching the tender legs of a purple-clad female corpse.
"Yes, let's properly send them to the afterlife tonight!" Jian Siren echoed, touching the corpse's large breasts.
"There's an inn ten miles ahead; let's stay there tonight!" qjinqmm suggested.
"Okay, let's go!" Tongque Chun Shen uttered a strange sound.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the dozen or so naked female corpses of the "Five Poisons Sect" were moved onto the carriage by the Ice Heroes… The group headed straight for the "Inn."

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………… "Inn"…………

"Waiter, make a cup of tea!" Szivan was the first to rush into the inn, while the others were busy unloading the carriage outside.

"Here it is... Please have some tea, sir!!" *Thump... thump... thump...* The waiter skillfully placed seven large, dented cups on the counter.

"I said make a cup of tea...!!" Szivan looked at the waiter, puzzled.

"Seven cups of tea!!" The waiter stared blankly at Szivan, even more confused.

"Damn! I meant make a cup of Wahaha Green Longjing tea."

"Sorry, I'll change it right away!" Just as the waiter was about to turn around, Szivan used his "corpse-moving technique" to grab the waiter's
belt.

"Ice... cold!" Szivan cried out in anguish.

"Stop...nagging!" The waiter, his face flushed with embarrassment, hurried towards the kitchen.

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"You should rest early tonight; I see your health is getting worse."

"You're so good to me, Brother D!" Amy gazed at Deepsleep with affection, leaning on his shoulder
as they entered the inn.

Behind them, Jian Siren, Zanghua Jun, Tongque Chun Shen, and qjnqqjnq had also finished disposing of the female corpse and sat down.

"It is our destiny that all the Ice Warriors have gathered here today. Come... let's have a few drinks! Waiter... bring the best wine!" Jian Siren once again acted as the leader.

"Yes, everyone went to find the 'Ice Mountain Treasure' for me... I feel... cough... cough... so grateful..." Amy's face looked even paler.

"Don't talk too much, come... have some water first!" Deepsleep carefully
picked up the large, tattered cup like he was taking care of a child.

"I say, Brother D! Don't be too... #！￥##.！%……, the brothers still need to eat!"
Zanghua Jun couldn't stand such a tender scene.

"I think we should go and 'exorcise' the demoness of the Five Poisons Sect first, let them be as mushy as they want!" Tongque Chun Shen couldn't hold back anymore.

"Okay...!!" Almost everyone shouted in unison, except for Deepsleep and Amy.

In an instant, five figures flashed out and rushed towards the top-tier room on the second floor.

...

...

"We're all on the same side, no need to be polite. Just choose the female corpses you like and perform a ritual for them!" Jian Siren always liked to put on his leader's airs at this time, and everyone was too lazy to say anything more, rushing towards the pile of female corpses. "When will

the moon be clear and bright? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky. I wonder if the celestial palace is as it is now... May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart!!" Zanghua Jun held a beautiful and graceful female corpse in his arms, looking up at the half-moon outside the window, fully enjoying the satisfaction that the beautiful corpse brought him.

In the corner of the right side of the guest room, two female corpses of the Five Poisons Sect, no more than twenty years old, leaned against the edge of the bed, their bodies soaking wet. Szivan's drool had already been flowing like the Yellow River...
"My darlings, it's not that I don't cherish women, but it's fate that you met me today. Let me, the master of all trades, perform a ritual to help you find peace!"

Szivan said, taking out his legendary "Deadly Corpse-Digging Scissors," and skillfully... slowly...
dissected the belly of one of the beautiful female corpses...

Whoosh... The colorful entrails scattered on the floor caused Szivan's blood to surge rapidly,
threatening !!

Meanwhile, the Corpse-Raping Cult Leader, engrossed in necrophilia on the bed, increased his thrusting speed upon seeing the disemboweled female corpse, his movements mirroring Szivan's pounding heartbeat. (To be continued)

Postscript: Dear fellow enthusiasts, I sincerely apologize for the delay in writing this excerpt. There's still a cliffhanger left; I hope someone can help me continue. I've been really busy lately, so it seems I won't have time to continue this series. If any fellow enthusiasts are interested in continuing the series, please leave me a message, and I'll tell you a suspenseful moment in the next episode. I guarantee it will be exciting!! Hehe... (Oh no, my mouth is starting to water again.)

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The wind rustles the trees. The commotion in the martial arts world has already reached the capital. The court remains calm, but the versions of stories circulating among the common people change every day. Some petty thieves, emboldened by alcohol, have committed crimes of robbing and plundering women. There are more topics of conversation on the streets, and the philistines envy and yearn for the life of the flower-picking knight-errant. The girls become flustered and excited, laughing and swearing to each other, all saying they've encountered thieves.

In the past two days, two young girls performing martial arts have appeared at the south entrance of the flower market, attracting many onlookers. The two girls are quite beautiful, skilled in martial arts, and their performances are different from the usual routines. The girls don't practice the rough and forceful methods of breaking stone tablets or cutting bricks and wood. They practice the soaring flying fork and the soft sword. This soaring fork display wasn't the grand spectacle of a theatrical performance, where throwing weapons into the air and catching them was considered crude work by the people of the capital. Instead, a young girl stood a steel fork upright on the ground, then leaped into the air and sprawled onto it; the gleaming fork tip pressed precisely against her navel. The crowd erupted in cheers. Another girl unsheathed a soft sword from her waist and tossed it to her sister. The girl on the fork then put the sword in her mouth and slowly inserted it into her abdomen—a soft sword paired with a tender heart. The men watching were mesmerized.

At this moment, a few ruffians in the audience, taking advantage of the young girl's request for a reward, stepped forward to harass her. The leader, brandishing a long, wide-bladed watermelon knife, grinned and said, "Sister, how about you try it too? Swallow my knife?" Someone intervened, and the girl on the fork tip landed in a flash, the soft sword in her mouth pressed against her groin by the watermelon knife before she could even withdraw it. "Don't panic, sister. Let me cut open your little tender melon, okay?" The knife tip lifted her short skirt and increased the force. The girl was filled with shame and indignation, a knife pressed against her lower body in public, and with a sharp blade in her mouth, she couldn't circulate her qi. At that moment, with a "thud," the large melon knife pierced straight through the girl's abdomen, and blood gushed out. Murder in the street caused an uproar. Several laborers stared wide-eyed at the scene of the bloodbath; killing a beautiful woman was more interesting than killing a pig. Coincidentally, the Nine Gates Admiral was suppressing the ground and happened to witness this bloody incident. Everyone present was arrested, including the 237 people selling pancakes by the roadside, and all were imprisoned. The two street performers were taken back to the yamen for treatment and interrogation.

First, let's talk about the Commander of the Nine Gates. His official rank isn't high, but the security of the capital is under his jurisdiction. To put it more grandly, even the Emperor's ability to sleep peacefully is his responsibility. Today, such a serious case of murder in broad daylight has occurred. Even if the Emperor doesn't hold him accountable, it would be a huge loss of face for the security officials. It's already past midnight, yet the Commander's office is still brightly lit, and the prisoners being tortured in the back courtyard are screaming like ghosts. The case is clear, and no further investigation is needed, but committing murder in broad daylight, and having people who enjoy and encourage it—this is unacceptable. Therefore, none of the more than two hundred arrested can escape punishment. The young man with the knife received special treatment; he was placed in a solitary cell in the dungeon, and his feet were being burned headfirst. The Commander of the Nine Gates, without any airs, personally used a steel file to grind down the villain's ribs. Oh dear, even the screaming ghost was terrified. It's true what they say, the Commander should just let the living Yama (the King of Hell) die.

After this flurry of greetings, the yamen was nearly deserted except for those on official business. Just then, a respectable gentleman arrived, simply dressed, and showing no formality to the governor. If asked who this man was, he was none other than Fly, the "Heartbreak Doctor," a descendant of Hua Tuo. Fly whispered something to Si Zhuang, then they were led into the inner courtyard. Turning past the crescent-shaped flower wall, the two
slipped into a secret grotto in the garden's artificial hill.

A Beijing official is indeed a Beijing official; even the artificial hill in his residence was ingeniously concealed. Entering the secret chamber within the grotto, ah, it was a completely different scene. Though not grand, it had all the necessary utensils. The two went through another door, arriving at a more spacious floor. In the room was a circular pool, and pine torches flickered on the walls. Lying on the bed near the back was a woman, with a delicate figure—the very same girl who had been injured earlier that day. The girl was barely breathing; it seemed even the Heartbreak Doctor couldn't save her.

"Brother Fly, is she beyond saving?" Si Zhuang asked.

"Exactly, the bleeding has stopped, but the breath has dissipated." Fly seemed to have left his sentence unfinished.

"That's exactly what I wanted." Dead Collision was slightly excited.

"Alas, what a pity for such a beautiful woman with such a short life." Fly sighed.

"Why are you being so indecisive? We're brothers, aren't we just like this..."

"Shh~" Fly hurriedly stopped Dead Collision, "What about her sister?"

Dead Collision glanced at the girl tied to another bed, "Hmph, well, she's just unlucky." The

girl on the bed, though her hands and feet were restrained, sensed danger approaching. She cursed, "You corrupt official, release me now! Or you'll be sorry!"

"You're quite arrogant," Fly said, "Do you know where you are?"

"Hmph, you'd better save my sister. You're smart enough, otherwise my princess will surely take your lives."
"Oh, you are~"

"My master is Princess Qjnq, are you scared now?" The girl's courage grew.

"Ah!" Dead Collision smashed the stone bench next to him with a single palm strike.

It turned out that Si Zhuang was head over heels in love with qjnqqjnq. He had specifically gone to express his affection, only to be rebuffed.
Since then his personality had drastically changed; he not only tortured prisoners but also harbored a deep hatred for women. In his view, today's trouble was instigated by these two women.

Dead beauty was the best. Si Zhuang became increasingly convinced of this.

"Hey, silly girl. I can't even save you now, and you had to bring up Princess qjnq." Fly shook his head.

"Oh~~" the little girl exclaimed in surprise. Si Zhuang's iron hand was already inside her abdomen.

Hearing her sister's scream, the injured girl struggled, and blood gushed from her lower abdomen again.

"Let me take care of you." Fly smiled and leaned over.

Fly was excited to see the wound on the girl's abdomen. He gently laid the girl down and earnestly admired this beauty.
Although this woman wasn't as intelligent as Amy from Deepsleep, her supple skin was very alluring. Fly
couldn't resist removing the girl's blue outfit. Ah, she didn't have the traditional Central Plains style undergarment; instead, she wore only a white silk scarf wrapped around her prominent breasts. Her white shorts, soaked with blood, clung to her flat stomach, only slightly bulging at her private parts. Fly gently stroked her smooth skin, and she let out a soft breath. Her upturned lips teased Fly, and his fingers groped for her wounds. A tear rolled down her pale cheek. Fly kissed her beautiful eyes and whispered, "You're amazing. I believe there must be a treasure in this world."
The girl's lips trembled, and she said nothing. A mouthful of blood spilled out, and Fly seized the opportunity to lick the delicious taste emanating from her body, burying his head in her abdomen, the intense stench of blood invigorating him. Fly removed his own clothes and then stripped off her last remaining garment. Ah, ecstasy! Fly collapsed onto her fragrant body. Fly's kisses traveled down her slender neck, his tongue lingering on her round navel, sparking countless fantasies. Was this where the sharp tip of the steel fork had struck? So tender, without any calluses or other signs of hardening—how did she do it? Fly pondered, then picked up the performance fork and gestured it against the girl's stomach. A smile played on the girl's lips despite the pain. This fool. Fly then used his tongue to tease the tender flesh turning up from the girl's wound. "Let's taste her intestines," Fly suddenly felt his impulse. He thrust himself between her jade-like legs, gently biting her full breasts, Fly stretching his muscles. Due to Fly's vigorous movements, the girl's wound gushed forth a large amount
of blood again, and the girl's dazed gaze gradually lost its light. With the fragrant corpse gone, Fly became even more vigorous, venting all his energy on this fair body.

The other side of the corpse was already entangled in a bloody mess, best left undescribed.

The story goes something like this: After their fun, Dead Collapse and Fly returned to the main hall, saying that the ruffians had all died from torture. There was also a secret report that the scoundrel who committed the crime was the son of General Pingyuan, the Prince of Biezhou, who guarded eastern Fujian. Presumably fearing the Prince's severity, this little troublemaker disguised himself as an ordinary street urchin to visit the capital, causing trouble and losing his life.

This terrified Dead Collapse. The Prince's only son had been skinned alive in his own office! How was he going to explain this?! Just then, an imperial edict arrived. The gist of it was that the Emperor also found the two women rare and precious, and wanted to summon them to the palace to perform. Hmph, whether for performance or as bed companions, Dead Collapse gave a bitter laugh. Those sisters had already become Fly's musk-scented beauty tonic. It was all over.

Suddenly, a figure jumped down from the beam, slashing the eunuch delivering the edict down with a few strokes, and dragged Dead Collapse away. It wasn't until they rode ten miles out of the city that Si Zhuang finally came to his senses. "Brother Fly, you've really amazed me!"

"Hey, how can a great hero like Brother Si Zhuang be afraid of all this trouble? He's not even as good as a mere medicine-selling scholar like me," Fly laughed.

"But your skills just now..." Si Zhuang wondered.

"Haha, haha. I've been friends with Tong Que for a long time, so naturally I can imitate him. Let the dog emperor go after him~~~~~~"

"Giddy up~~~~" The two of them galloped towards the desert.

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szivan, Jian Si Ren, Zang Hua Jun, Tong Que Chun Shen and qjnqqjnq were "appreciating" beautiful corpses in the top-tier room.
Zang Hua Jun and Tong Que Chun Shen were posing Bing Mei Mei in different positions, admiring their beauty, already intoxicated by the sea of corpses. qjnqqjnq complained about why they didn't leave one alive so she could stab her piece by piece...

Downstairs, deepsleep couldn't contain his desires either and found an excuse to come upstairs and
join in the fun.

"Amy, you know, I'm the moderator, I should enjoy myself with my fellow enthusiasts, otherwise they'll be unhappy. You stay here and eat!" "

I understand, go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

Deepsleep kissed Amy and left. Amy was a little reluctant to leave, but helplessly ate her meal alone.

Remember the waiter? Actually, he was a woman, a member of the Enchanting Women's Sect. Remember the Enchanting Women's Sect? This sect, teeming with beauties, was founded by "Ice Heart," who betrayed the Ice Maiden Sect, and was after the "Ice Mountain Treasure." She drugged Amy's food; this "Youjian Inn" was actually a den of thieves.
"Waiter, I…" Amy fainted.

"To make me impersonate you, that's really unfair. I'm much prettier than you. If it weren't for the Ice Mountain Treasure…" The Enchanting Women glanced at Amy. Finally, she put on a human skin mask to impersonate Amy. She

changed into Amy's clothes, then dressed Amy in a maid's dress, and then carried Amy into the forest.
"Life and death are predestined, it's up to your fate." Afterwards, she returned to the inn to wait for Deepsleep.

"Deepsleep, was it good?"

"You're much better now.

" "It's all thanks to your good care!"

"Shall I use my internal energy to heal your injuries?"

"No need, you should rest! We still have to travel tomorrow."

"Amy, can I kiss you? You're much prettier when you're pretending to be dead than those Ice Sisters! I love seeing your gorgeous corpse look!"

"Wasn't kissing the Ice Sisters enough?"

"You'll always be my favorite!"

The fake Amy closed her eyes, and Deepsleep positioned her in his preferred position. Deepsleep moved the fake
Amy around, feeling something was off.

Deepsleep thought, "Why don't I feel this way? Could this not be Amy? I guess I should
try ."

"Amy, were you so out of sorts today?"

"Nothing. I'm just a little tired." The fake Amy seemed a little lost.

Deepsleep didn't need to test her further to be certain that this wasn't Amy, but he dared not act rashly,
fearing that Amy might be harmed.

"Amy, I have some business to attend to in the city tomorrow. You and the others go ahead, I'll catch up."
Just as Deepsleep expected, the fake Amy replied, "I'll take care of myself, don't worry."

Deepsleep thought to himself, "Amy wouldn't say that, she'll definitely be with me." Anxious
to save Amy, he quickly left.

The Fire Rose of the Burial Flower Lord couldn't completely heal Amy, and every few days Deepsleep had to use his internal energy to
heal her. If he couldn't find Amy within a few days, she wouldn't survive!

In the forest, Amy, pale-faced and with purple lips, lay unconscious among the wildflowers. The leader of the Ice Maiden Sect, Bingyan, and her four protectors—Bingxue, Bingxia, Binglu, and Bingshuang—who were chasing the members of the Yan Nu Sect, also arrived in the forest.

"Bingxia, is this the sister we fought? Why hasn't she turned into an ice corpse yet?" Bingxue asked疑惑地.

"Sect Leader, this is the woman who blocked the ice palm that struck the snow and repelled the ice mist. She was hit by the ice palm and is still alive!"

"Amy!" Bingyan, the leader of the Ice Maiden Sect, exclaimed in surprise.
"Sect Leader, you know her?" the four guardians asked in astonishment.

"It's a long story. A few years ago, the former sect leader and his disciple Bingyan witnessed a young lady from a wealthy family and several maids being robbed and sexually assaulted on the street by members of so-called righteous sects. They even tried to silence them. Amy was the youngest maid among them, and the only one who survived; she was saved by the former sect leader. For some reason, the former sect leader treated Amy like a daughter, passing on all his martial arts skills to her. Amy was exceptionally intelligent, mastering the
sect's internal energy cultivation method in just a few days. Originally, the former sect leader wanted to bring her back to teach her Ice Palm, but unexpectedly, the despicable Qingzhu Daoist of the Wudang Sect and a group of so-called righteous sects arrived to silence them. The former sect leader was tragically killed by Qingzhu Daoist with a hidden weapon while protecting us. Amy and I fought our way out. In the end, Amy was also knocked off a cliff. Those so-called
virtuous gentlemen seeing Amy's youth and beauty, chased after her off the cliff; perhaps they wanted to assault her. But it was precisely because of this that I was able to escape. I thought Amy was dead..."

"Over the years, some strange things have happened in the martial arts world. Those so-called righteous sects who attacked us that day have been killed one by one. Some of them died in brothels, some in gambling dens, and some monks were killed while eating dog meat! Master Qingzhu was raping a corpse when he died! Some people say that the perpetrator was a lone woman in white."

"Sect Leader, then...we..." Bingxue and Bingxia regretted it a little.

"You guys quickly use your internal energy to heal Amy. We need to take her back to Ice Mountain (Ice Mountain is the place of the Ice Maiden Sect)."

Fake Amy, Szivan, Jian Siren, Zanghua Jun, Tongque Chunshen and qjnqqjnq set off together, heading towards
Ice Mountain. Deepsleep couldn't find Amy, so he had to catch up with everyone and set off together, hoping
to find news of Amy from Fake Amy.

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I don't know when, but many sects in the martial arts world gathered a lot of beautiful disciples. What are the Beauty Sect, the Glamorous Woman Sect, the Ice Maiden Sect? They all suddenly appeared. It can be seen that women create trends. So many women fighting and killing, what deep resentment could there be? It's nothing more than a competition of who's uglier and who's more beautiful; what beautiful woman doesn't want to stay young forever? Thus, the legendary Iceberg Treasure became the target of fierce competition. However, the martial world is full of lustful men who revel in the women's chaotic antics, taking the opportunity to shower them with attention. Meanwhile, many legends of beauty circulate.

Men enthusiastically discuss and comment on their dream girls. Number one is the Ice Lotus Fairy, the guardian of the Iceberg Treasure. Her martial arts are extraordinary, and her beauty drives men who see her mad. Unable to possess her, some even abandon their manhood to practice the Sunflower Manual. Therefore, in this sense, no man truly knows how beautiful the Ice Lotus Fairy really is. The second most beautiful woman in the martial world is Meng Dai, the beloved daughter of the Southern Barbarian King. It is said that she possesses a muscular physique, moving nimbly through the forest and among the branches. Even the fiercest wild beasts obey her commands, and even the most beautiful birds bow their heads in her presence. Her fighting skills are unknown; all that's known is that the seven scoundrels from Guiyang who attacked her were all fed to the lions of Mengdai. In short, men yearn for exotic women with a wild and radiant allure. The most coveted is Amy, one of the three beauties, because she appears unexpectedly. Both villains and heroes long for an encounter with her. Of course, the one most hated in the martial arts world is Deepsleep, who has connections across the north and south; those so-called righteous sects curse him
as a demon. But what they really mean is that he wants Amy all to himself. Then there are the Pure Maidens, the Virtuous Women—it's all a matter of personal taste.

Of course, there are fools like Sizhuang, who insist on liking a vixen like qjnqqjnq. With that
reputation of being a member of the Corpse-Raising Cult, it's hardly a good deal. Speaking of which, Sizhuang and Fly encountered qjnq's men in the capital, which not only
rekindled Sizhuang's old feelings, but also led to Fly killing a eunuch and rebelling against the court. The two fled to the desert.

As the sun began to set, the desolate land offered no place to rest. Dead Collapse and Fly spurred their horses on, hoping to find a place to rest before nightfall. Rounding a mountain ridge, oh! Even with their exceptional skills, they were stunned by the horrifying scene before them. Thirteen wolves were fighting over several corpses. Why could the thirteen wolves see them so clearly, yet the number of corpses was impossible to count? Because the scattered limbs and severed hands were difficult to piece together neatly.

Animals are no match for humans; the horses beneath them neighed in alarm, drawing the wolves closer. Several white-furred she-wolves nearby kept Fly at bay, and their terrifying howls summoned seven more female beasts. Because Fly had dragged him
out of the city, Dead Collapse hadn't brought any weapons; even a hero like him couldn't fight bare-handed. Fly wielded only a doctor's cleaver, enough to cut up a couple of eunuchs, but too weak to slaughter wolves. In desperation, Fly cried out, "Stop!"

"Haha~ Haha~~" Hearing the laughter, the wolf pack gathered around. Sitting on the slope was none other than Bronze Sparrow Spring.

"Damn it, you damned Bronze Sparrow. What are you laughing at when I'm in trouble?" Fly yelled.

"Haha, Brother Fly. I'll keep you as my son-in-law." Bronze Sparrow patted the cheek of the female wolf squatting beside him. "Which of my girls isn't good enough for you?" These words made the females chirp and whine.

"Sigh! You two are the ones who ruined us!" Dead Collapse was full of resentment.

"Oh, Brother Dead Collapse, you must be frightened. How did Fly manage to harm you, brother?" Bronze Sparrow walked over gracefully, followed by the white-haired wolf.

"Don't come any closer," Fly said excitedly. "Brother Dead Collapse, don't let him come any closer."

"What's there to be afraid of? What have I done wrong? Go play." The wolf pack scattered happily after hearing Bronze Sparrow's words.
"Your wolf?" Dead Collapse asked.

"Please excuse me, it's my daughter." Bronze Sparrow watched the departing figure.

"And who's that dead ghost on the ground?" Fly asked curiously.

"Oh, a government lackey, just what I need for my daughters' playthings." Copper Sparrow answered carelessly, then suddenly changed his mind, "Ah, Brother Dead Collision, my apologies. I'm used to spouting nonsense. Why did I give up my high-ranking position to end up here, my dead lord?"
"Ugh~ what a damn bad luck. I almost died this time..." Dead Collision then remembered to dismount and recounted the whole story in detail.

"Haha, my spirits are the most intelligent, and they're also more prescient than humans. Fly, why did the children surround you just now? So you were plotting against me, Copper Sparrow."

"Ah, it was all to save Brother Dead Collision." Fly couldn't save face.

"Just kidding, just kidding. A few eunuchs, it doesn't matter if you kill them or I kill them. It's just a pity you didn't bring their corpses over for these daughters to play with. This place is remote, they haven't played with any men yet." Copper Sparrow said seriously. Fly, oblivious to the deeper meaning, simply remarked, "Copper Sparrow seems to grow younger with age."

"Don't talk nonsense! Copper Sparrow, I heard qjnqqjnq went to the Ice Mountain, and they're all searching for its treasure,"
Dead Collapse blurted out. "Why don't we brothers go together?"

"Yeah, I heard Amy also…" Fly chimed in.

"Haha, you two are lovesick," Copper Sparrow sighed. "I'm already tired of it all; I'm more comfortable here."
"Ah, Brother Copper Sparrow. No need to force me," Fly followed, probably worried about being followed by a large pack of wolves and finding it difficult to refuse.

That night, the three of them chatted about martial arts tales in the open desert, surrounded by twinkling stars and eerie green eyes.
At dawn, Dead Collapse was awakened by Fly. Copper Sparrow and the wolf pack were gone. The two lamented how they had drunk heavily in the capital, only to find themselves abandoned in this barren land.

As they prepared to continue their journey, they noticed a precious sword hanging on Dead Collapse's saddle. They assumed Copper Sparrow had given it to them for self-defense.
"Brother Dead Collision, we're still far from the iceberg. Let's hurry," Fly urged.

Suddenly, a group of beautiful figures came galloping towards them, also heading towards the iceberg.

"We've got company, let's go!" Dead Collision lashed Fly's horse's rump with his whip.

To find out if they were heroes from all walks of life searching for the treasure, please read the next chapter.

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While Dead Collision and Fly were still walking in the vast desert, searching for the treasure of the iceberg, Deepsleep and the others
also arrived near the iceberg. The climate here suddenly turned cold due to the increased altitude, and everyone unconsciously wrapped their already thin clothes tighter.

"Why is it so cold here!" Szivan shivered. "If we had known this would happen, we
would have bought two fur coats in that town..."

"It's because you thought fur coats were too expensive!" Tongque didn't seem that cold. "Your Lingnan region is like spring all year round, but it's very different here!"

"Yes, otherwise why would the Ice Maiden Sect have chosen this place as their headquarters?" Zanghuajun said. "Only here can the Ice Mountain Treasure be stored; otherwise, it would rot and only be good for fertilizer."

"That's not true!" Jian Siren seemed to know more. "The Ice Mountain Treasure is a treasure frozen for thousands of years; it won't spoil no matter where it is. The reason they chose this place as their headquarters is simply because they don't want others to invade!"
"Ah! Brother Jian is right!" Zanghua Jun seemed to remember something and hurriedly said, "I remember reading in an ancient book that during the Three Kingdoms period, Sun Jian of Jiangdong, who was also Sun Quan's father, pulled a female corpse out of a well. It was remarkably well-preserved, and the Imperial Seal of the Han Dynasty, carved from the He Shi Bi jade, was found on her body. It seems that the female corpse of the Ice Mountain Treasure must also possess some treasure!"

"Yes. However, reaching the headquarters of the Ice Maiden Sect won't be easy," szivan said. "All sorts of people
in the martial world want her, some for the treasure, others simply for her beauty. Therefore, the Ice Maiden Sect is heavily guarded along this route. If they know that I want to use the Ice Mountain Treasure to save Amy, they might not agree. Moreover,..."

Before szivan could finish speaking, a chill suddenly swept over everyone from behind. A dark figure darted in front of them, a flash of white light, and Amy drew her sword to parry. With a clang, sparks flew. Only then did everyone see the visitor's face clearly: he was dressed entirely in black, holding a fine iron sword in his left hand, weighing several tens of kilograms; his right arm was cleanly severed from the wrist down, with a claw-like iron hook attached to it.

"Captain Hook?" Deepsleep looked at the other man in surprise. "How did you end up here from Spain?"

"I am from the West, that's true, but not as far as Spain." The man's voice was as cold as his eyes. "Don't you recognize me?"

"You, you're the Western Regions weirdo aconly2000!" Copper Sparrow's face showed surprise. "You always hang out west of
the Tianshan Mountains , how did you end up in the Central Plains?"

"You've reached the Kunlun Mountains, which is not far from the Tianshan Mountains. This is naturally my territory." aconly2000
sneered. "Besides, there are so many of you, and you're all dressed so lightly. It's obvious you're from out of town."
"What? We've run into a local tyrant?" qjnqqjnq drew her dagger. "Are you trying to rob us?"
"I wouldn't dare rob you. I just want to see how powerful the renowned Ice Love Couple is." aconly2000
said, drawing her sword and attacking Amy. She quickly drew her sword to block.

"That's strange. I heard that Amy, the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, suffered internal injuries, but you don't seem to be injured at all?"
aconly2000 looked at her strangely. "And your moves seem to come from the Erotic Women's Sect." Everyone
was shocked , except for deepsleep.

The fake Amy, realizing her identity had been exposed, didn't say a word and ran away. aconly2000 raised her right arm, and
an iron hook shot out like lightning, grabbing her shoulder. With a pull of the chain, she dragged her back.
aconly2000 ripped off the disguise from her face, intending to ask her a few questions, but saw that her meridians were already injured, and
blood was flowing freely. Besides, she was a spy and would rather die than reveal the truth. So, she reversed her left palm, using her internal energy to seal her acupoints, and pressed her to the ground.

"As expected of the number one expert in the Western Regions, I never thought there would be such skill among foreigners." Tongque couldn't help but admire.

"How do you know he's from the Western Regions?" Zanghuajun asked in surprise.

"You can tell from his name, so many foreign characters." Tongque said dismissively.

"Wait a minute, people like Szivan, Deepsleep, and Amy also use English as their names."

"I'm not talking about the English in their names, but the Western Region script!" Copper Sparrow said seriously, "Isn't 2000 an Arabic numeral?"

"Hey, this isn't a traditional martial arts novel, there's nothing strange about using English or numbers as names." aconly2000 said helplessly, "Where I'm from isn't really important, what's important is that I'm now
entrusted by the Ice Maiden Sect and am waiting for you all here."

"What? The Ice Maiden Sect hired you?" Szivan was a little incredulous, "How could this be?"
"The reason is simple," aconly2000 raised his severed right hand, "Years ago, my arm was injured,
and they saved my life. They also told me that one day someone would return this hand to me. That person is... you!" He pointed to deepsleep.

"What did you say?" deepsleep looked blank. "When did I ever owe you a hand?"

"Looks like you've completely forgotten about the 'Beach Corpse' incident." aconly2000 snapped angrily, "
Ever since the last show, that hand of mine has been with you, don't you know to give it back?"

"Fine, it's been so long, you've completely forgotten." deepsleep suddenly realized, "Who told you to disappear
for so long? I'll put it back on after this show." Then he addressed the audience outside the screen, "Anyone who doesn't know this story, please review the original story chain 'Beach Corpse' (complete version)."

"Let's get back to the main topic." aconly2000 said to everyone, "Amy is already waiting for you at the headquarters.
I'm here on Amy's orders to deal with this spy first." He mentioned the fake Amy, "Let's go, let's take
her back for interrogation."

"How is Amy?" deepsleep asked with concern.

"She's much better. Let's see how we get there." aconly2000 pointed to the distant mountains.
And so, the group prepared to embark on their journey to the iceberg.

“Wait,” aconly2000 reached into his pocket, “let me see the map to the iceberg.”
“What? You’ve never been there?” szivan asked suspiciously.

“No, the location and route to the iceberg have always been a closely guarded secret. They change the map every month,” aconly2000 said. “That’s why the treasure of the iceberg hasn’t been stolen all these years.”
Just then, a pigeon flew over from a distance and landed on aconly2000’s shoulder. aconly2000
took a note from the pigeon’s leg, which read: “Urgent situation, rush back immediately. This is the new map.”

Time was of the essence, and everyone quickly headed towards the depths of the iceberg.

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(10)

It is said that Dead Collision and Fly crossed a desert and continued their journey toward the iceberg. After a few days, the two arrived in Shaanxi Province. That year, a severe drought struck the Qin and Long regions, resulting in almost a complete crop failure. The parched earth, scorched by the blazing sun, emitted a dry, hot steam—actually fine dust particles that seeped into people's nostrils, draining away the remaining moisture. As the sun gradually set, the two men, having walked all day, were parched and starving.
"Brother Zhuang, I think we should find a place to rest today and continue our journey tomorrow," Fly said wearily,
taking a few sips from his water bag and handing it to Si Zhuang.

"Alright, it's getting dark, let's find a place to spend the night," Si Zhuang replied, taking a sip of water and looking around at the desolate town. "What's wrong this year? The drought in Shaanxi and Gansu is so severe, and there's hardly a soul to be seen on the streets."
"What's that?!" Fly pointed to a spot not far away, where several people were gathered around a withered tree, doing something. The two men looked to see what was happening, but the scene before them was far beyond their expectations.

Hanging from the tree was a disheveled man, his face obscured. His abdomen, from the chest down, had been ripped open with a knife; the muscles of his chest were gone, and his ribs were exposed, like those of a slaughtered animal. His internal organs had been removed, his intestines scattered on the ground, reeking of blood and stench, with several flies buzzing around them. A sharp knife was embedded in his thigh; with a flick of the hand holding the knife, the thigh was instantly cleaved in two, revealing bloody flesh with a "whoosh." The person with the knife scraped the flesh from his thigh and calf, leaving only a foot, connected to broken bones and tendons, blood continuously flowing from the groin down the leg bone.
A crowd immediately rushed forward, tearing at the severed flesh. Each person grabbed a piece; some eagerly put it in their mouths to bite, while others placed it on a fire made of human bones to roast.

"My God, this is astonishing!" Fly exclaimed, watching the group of cannibals. "I never thought there were cannibalistic gourmets here!"

"What are you talking about? Can't you see how emaciated they are?" Dead Collision's expression turned grim. "This year, there's probably another famine here. I heard that when the people here have no food, they steal tree bark and grass roots to eat. After stripping the bark and digging up all the roots, they eat white clay, and end up dying from bloating and defecation. Now so many people are dying that they've started eating people." "

Cannibalism happens everywhere, doesn't it?" Fly glanced at Dead Collision, seemingly unconvinced.
"This is truly a tragedy!" Dead Collision sighed. "In this hot weather, corpses often rot before they are even slaughtered. The toxins in the rotting corpses will transmit the plague to those who eat human flesh. Those who don't eat human flesh will starve to death, and those who do will also die from the plague. In short, in years of famine, the people have nowhere to survive. I really don't know if it's a natural disaster or a man-made one."
Fly saw the starving people in the distance looking this way, their eyes gleaming with ferocity, as if they wanted to eat them. He gripped his weapon tighter. The two felt that they shouldn't stay here any longer and hurried on their way.

They walked for nearly an hour, but none of the houses in the town had lights on; clearly, they were all deserted. Scattered bones lay on the ground, their phosphorescence adding to the eeriness of the night. As they walked, they seemed to see a flickering light ahead, and in the distance, the sound of weeping drifted over. The two quickened their pace and saw an old woman tending a pot, cooking something. She stirred the firewood with a twig while wiping away tears. The old woman's low sobs filled the two with sorrow. They already knew what was being cooked in the pot.

The old woman seemed completely oblivious to them, muttering to herself, "Grandson, they ate you yesterday, and today I'm cooking their son to offer as a sacrifice. Now you can rest in peace in the afterlife! Those who ate you, I've poisoned your flesh to kill them; their son I strangled too. It's a pity you can't taste the soup your grandmother made for you, poor thing!... Your grandmother also poisoned this soup, and tonight she'll join you!..." Her words were laced with the sobs of an old woman, sending chills down the spines of the two men. They quickly took a few steps away.

"It's unbelievable that while heroes of the martial world are fighting over the Iceberg Treasure, this place is a scene of utter devastation," Fly remarked, still shaken, as he looked at Dead Collision. Dead Collision seemed unfazed by such things, but he too wore a sorrowful expression.

"Yes. Now the eunuchs are in power, the court is corrupt, and there are years of famine in various places. The dog emperor only listens to the 'Nine Thousand Years Old' to deceive him, but he doesn't know that there are already corpses everywhere here." Si Zhuang looked at the endless road in the distance. Dark clouds covered the moon in the sky, and sparse starlight was sprinkled on the wasteland.

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