After generations of cultivation by the Ning Family, nearly everyone in Yi Mountain City bore the surname Ning. The cultivators naturally understood the meaning of this snow filled phenomenon. None dared to clear the snow blanketing the city, and they could only gaze uneasily at the heavens.0

Within the highest hall, a middle-aged woman in plain robes sat upright upon the seat. Below the steps stood a man clad in armor, his features fierce. He looked difficult to deal with even from afar.1

"Mother, the snow has lessened."0

Standing at the entrance of the hall, Li Yuanqin looked at the snow falling from the sky and spoke. Ning Hemian rose from her seat. In contrast to her son's calmness, she was visibly uneasy. She stepped out of the hall and said softly, "Let us...4