"Brother, you are so awesome! But to prevent the news from leaking, you should kill these companions next to you together!"

Yang Que closed the scorching sun and was about to continue moving forward. Suddenly, Xue Rao's surprise and excited voice came from his mind.

"Hmm?" Yang Que was slightly stunned, his spiritual sense transmitted a voice, "At this young age, he is even more cruel than me. Tell me, why do you want to kill your whole family?"

Xue Rao gritted his teeth and said, "They killed my biological mother. I have endured it for many years, just to avenge them. Kill them, it's better to get them!"

Yang Que felt the strong hatred and resentment in her tone, and his heart moved slightly, and the scene of the junior sister breaking her dantian by Xiao Tong in the Guigui Sect.

When he returned to Wuquefeng and heard from his master that his junior sister only had three years to live, he was probably the same in his mood at that time.

During those days, he killed so many people from the Heavenly Demon Sect, but he still couldn't let go of his hatred. It turned out that it was so unforgettable.

"Since you have taken revenge, where do you want to go now?" Yang Que asked.

Xue Rao said distressedly: "Brother, I can only follow you first for the time being. I am very dangerous alone and will definitely be caught by them. You protect me first, find an opportunity to send me out, and then I will give you spiritual treasures."

Yang Que was silent for a moment and said, "I can't leave now. I may have to go into your tribe and ask someone for a place. I'm afraid it's not convenient to take you with me."

"Brother is going to ask where, Xiao Rao also knows a lot of news in this tribe." Xue Rao refused to leave and asked afterwards.

Yang Que's heart moved slightly, but he didn't expect any hope, saying, "Have you heard of the snow mountain?"

Xue Rao calmed down. After a long time, Fang said in a decadent tone: "Brother, are you going to the Snow Mountain? I'm afraid it's unlikely."

Yang Que's eyes lit up, his tone was excited: "Do you know where?"

"Yes, I'm a royal family and I've heard of it. However, if any human or fairy wants to go there, it needs to be approved by the Snow Emperor of our tribe, otherwise there will be no way to find the passage." Xue Rao said slowly.

"So, your Snow King has always been in contact with the Snow Mountain?" Yang Que asked when he heard the news about Snow Mountain.

Xue Rao said: "Actually, our Snow Cat Tribe is the guardian of the third entrance to the Snow Mountain. Our Snow Emperor is also the supreme commander. Only he can connect there and open the entrance."

"Guardian?" Yang Que was shocked when he heard this and said in his heart: The snow mountain is indeed rumored, and he actually used a whole large tribe as the guard.

"Besides passing through the Snow King of your tribe, there should be other ways to enter the Snow Mountain?" Yang Que remembered what the ancestor said before leaving. At that time, the ancestor and a disciple seemed to have accidentally touched the ban and were directly captured into the Snow Mountain territory. All of them had this question.

Xue Rao paused and said, "There seems to be other methods, but they are very dangerous, and the chance of entering is also very small."

"So that's the case. Where will you Snow King live, how can I get his consent and let me in?" Yang Que said.

Xue Rao sighed, "It's very difficult, brother. You are a newcomer who just came in. I'm afraid you can't even enter our tribe now, so how can you meet the Snow Emperor? Only by going to the Merit Pavilion to complete a task first can you be qualified to enter the tribe and then have the opportunity to meet the Snow Emperor."

"Oh?" Yang Que frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay, I'll go to the Merit Pavilion first, but you..."

"Don't worry, brother, I'm fine with you, and no one can see it. I have a treasure that can cover up my own breath as long as I'm with human monks, so they just wanted to take off your clothes and check it out." Xue Rao was proud.

Upon hearing this, Yang Que nodded, looked at Chu Yang and the other two beside him, and said, "I still have some things, you don't need to follow me. Remember, today's things cannot be spread, do you know?"

Chu Yang and others were shocked and hurriedly patted their chests and said, "Don't worry, Elder Yang, but I don't dare to spread the word!"

Yang Que glanced at the three of them, no longer delayed, and directly crossed the single-plank bridge and headed in the direction Xue Rao said.

After walking for a while, a huge oval castle suddenly appeared. Two rows of guards in snow-white armor stood at the door, one was a human monk and the other was a cat demon with long ears.

The two rows of guards looked solemn, their eyes were burning, and they exuded a powerful aura.

"Our tribe has one emperor and three kings. My father is one of them. Humph, but unfortunately I have been planning for many years and attacked him and died. This is one of the kings, King Xueling's residence. His daughter Xuexun has a good relationship with me, but she has already gone to the Snow Mountain to experience it."

"Brother, go further. Yes, that dilapidated attic is the Merit Pavilion. I saw that there were no monks standing outside. They were new here, and they were ready to form a team to complete the task, so that they were qualified to enter our tribe."

"The difficulty of each task is different. The Pavilion Master will distribute tasks based on the current cultivation level of the monk. For a task, there can only be three people in a team..."

Yang Que walked while listening to Xue Rao's introduction and secretly remembered all the news in his heart.

When we arrived at the Merit Pavilion, dozens of new monks waiting outside looked at Yang Que, some of whom showed curiosity, some showed hostility, and some were disdainful.

Yang Que looked dull, stood behind, thinking about things in his mind.

"Hey, boy, you just came here too, right? What is your cultivation level? Is there a spiritual realm?" A middle-aged monk next to him glanced at him and asked.

Yang Que said without comment: "My fellow Taoist?"

Seeing that he was cold in his attitude, the middle-aged monk was not upset and said, "My name is Ma Qi. My cultivation is in the early stage of the Agility Realm. I wonder how much the cultivation level of fellow Taoists is? In a while, we may be able to form a team and help each other. Wouldn't it be easier to complete the task?"

Before Yang Que could reply, a sneer suddenly came from beside him. A man in gray robe said sarcastically: "Fellow Daoist Ma, you look down on this kid too much. With his age, at most, it is only at the peak of the spiritual realm. Even if you can't find someone to form a team, you shouldn't be so humble and ask for a boy in the spiritual realm. At worst, it's better to be alone than to take a burden, right?"

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Ma, it's not that I didn't team up with you, the three of us have already formed. Can't you choose a few fellow Daoist standing there? How could you choose this weak boy?" Another monk also echoed, glanced at Yang Que's gaze with some disdain.

March looked embarrassed and angry, rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I didn't go over and ask? I asked someone before coming in. They had already formed a team. I had no choice but to find someone casually. No matter what you do!"

"Hehe, so that's it. I said, Fellow Daoist Ma looks so smart, how could he find that kid?"

"Fellow Daoist Ma, I didn't see that they were too lazy to pay attention to you. Maybe they were also disciples from the Agile Realm and they didn't bother to form a team with you, hahaha..."

Everyone burst into laughter and looked at Yang Que with mocking eyes.

Ma Qi felt embarrassed and too lazy to talk to Yang Que anymore, so he walked away immediately.

"Quiet! The Pavilion Master will be dispatched to a task later. Now I have begun to test each of you're the true cultivation of yours." Suddenly, a white-haired old man holding jade walked out of the door, glanced at the noisy crowd, and shouted coldly.

Everyone smiled and looked respectful.

"Brother, that person is holding a unique test jade in my Xuecao Tribe. He can check the true cultivation of each monk, so as not to make fraud and deliberately conceal his cultivation, thereby obtaining simple tasks." Xue Rao said in his arms.

The white-haired old man walked down the stairs with jade, first came to the nearest monk, wiped his forehead with jade, and said directly: "In the early stage of the spiritual realm, stand on the stairs and wait."

Then, the second monk began to be tested.

"In the late stage of the spiritual realm, go up and wait!"

...

As a monk finished the inspection, he stood on the steps, and fewer and fewer people were waiting below.

Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level is a middle-aged monk with the late stage of the spiritual realm. Everyone surrounded him with a look of flattery.

It was not until the monk who had not been inspected that only Yang Que and the man named Maqi were left, that the monk on the steps began to look back.

Everyone whispered, whispered, and looked ridiculous.

The old man with white hair quickly checked Maqi and said, "In the early stage of the spiritual realm, go up."

March walked up the steps with a bitter face, and everyone started to tease again.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, haven't you found a team? Otherwise, you can just go to the team with that kid. It's not good to be alone, right?"

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Ma, don't listen to him. It's better to be a person. Teaming up with that kid is completely a drag on you."

"I think, Fellow Daoist Ma, although that kid may be in the spiritual realm of cultivation, he is at least a helper. You should go and ask him for nothing."

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Ma, go beg him. If you can't do it, kneel down to him and cry, crying and begging him to form a team with you. I don't believe that boy won't agree to you, haha."

"Fellow Daoist Ma should beg him like this, senior in the psychic realm. I am afraid of death and I am afraid that I cannot complete the task. You can do it and form a team with me. I will kneel down and kowtow to you..."

"Hahaha……"

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter, their faces full of teasing and sarcastic expressions, making Maqi gritted his teeth in anger.

"Okay! Very good! In the early stage of the Jade God Realm, fellow Taoist, go up." At this moment, the white-haired old man checked Yang Que's cultivation and suddenly announced loudly.

The monk who was laughing on the steps suddenly heard this, and the smile on his face froze!

"What! Jade God Realm!"

The audience looked at Yang Que with a shocked look, and instantly opened his mouth wide and became silent.
Chapter completed!