Chapter 426: Lin Yang Seems to Have Spiritual Roots

"Miss Lin, actually, besides the beautiful scenery, the air here is also especially good; it's just that the temperature is too low, so the feeling is discounted."

"Don't you feel that the air here is much fresher than at the mountain base? Taking a breath feels like cool spring water pouring into the body, making one refreshed and delighted, and fatigue seems to have mostly disappeared."

Lin Yang wanted to find a topic, racking his brains for half a day, planning to share with Lin Meng the merits of Kunlun Mountain.

He wasn't exaggerating; he truly felt the air in the snow mountains was exceptionally good.

Lin Meng looked at Lin Yang with some surprise; normally, when people enter the snow mountains, their first sensation should be cold, and no one would notice the air's freshness.

Because every breath drawn here carries a piercing, bone-chilling cold, the irritation to the respiratory tract is considerable; nobody would feel this air like a spring, let alone that it could dispel fatigue.

Everyone who enters the snow mountains feels it's a challenge; even locals, seasoned guides, are no exception.

So hearing Lin Yang's description, Lin Meng was still quite surprised.

She quietly mobilized her inner spiritual power, focusing on Lin Yang, and was instantly startled.

She actually discovered that faint spiritual energy fluctuations surrounded Lin Yang's body!

This discovery made Lin Meng wonder, could this be what is called having spiritual roots?

She had never tried this method before, thinking it wouldn't be useful, but she didn't expect an unexpected gain.

When she returns, she needs to verify quickly; if only needing her to condense spiritual energy in her eyes and then mobilize mental power to see whether a person has cultivation aptitude, that would be great.

For now, Lin Yang might be a promising seedling; better to observe him a bit more.

After sitting a while longer, the two continued on their way, finally reaching the ice lake before the blizzard.

Snowflakes fell all over the sky, and together with the beautiful ice lake scenery, it was like a fairyland.

Lin Meng quietly admired the scenery for a moment, then began helping Lin Yang set up the tent.

Lin Yang worked very efficiently, his outdoor survival skills strong; he not only set up a comfortable tent for Lin Meng, but also put on a pot and cooked her a decent bowl of noodles.

"Miss Lin, the conditions are crude; I can only wrong you a bit."

Lin Meng lifted the noodle bowl, took a light sip, found the taste acceptable, and then smiled and said:

"I'm not picky; you're already excellent, outstanding among young people."

She gave a thumbs up, and Lin Yang's face instantly reddened.

Being praised by a beautiful woman, and being the only girl in recent years to make his heart flutter, Lin Yang felt both excited and at a loss.

Industry rules prohibit guides and clients from developing too much feeling; they are merely employer and employee.

His primary task now is to properly protect Lin Meng, bring her to see all the beautiful scenery along the route, and then bring her back unharmed, making this trip worthwhile.

At night, the temperature dropped sharply, the display showing outside was only minus thirty-odd degrees.

The snow was still falling, with no sign of stopping.

Lin Meng relied on spiritual energy to shield her body, feeling no cold at all, and sat in meditation inside the tent.

Here is already far from the mountain range entrance, counting as half into the deep mountains, and indeed the spiritual energy is more abundant.

Spiritual energy does not appear out of nowhere; if a place's spiritual energy is higher than elsewhere, it indicates either there is a spiritual vein, or there exists a top-tier natural treasure that inherently carries spiritual energy, sufficient to alter the surrounding spiritual energy level.

Lin Meng lacks experience in searching for spiritual veins, but if she can smoothly advance to Golden Core stage this time, perhaps her perception will improve another level; then she could carefully examine this Kunlun mountain range, possibly gaining an unexpected surprise.

However, at that moment, Lin Meng heard a commotion from outside.

She extended her divine sense and discovered it was Lin Yang crawling out of the tent.

Outside, the snow seemed to have intensified; Lin Yang, wrapped in extreme cold gear, stepped deep and shallow in the thick snow, holding a shovel as he approached the tent where Lin Meng was.

The next second, he began shoveling snow with focused, light, slow movements, afraid to disturb Lin Meng's rest.

He cleared half the snow around the tent; it was visible that the exposed skin had already turned red from freezing.

After clearing the snow outside Lin Meng's tent, Lin Yang returned to his own tent to continue cleaning, and only after finishing did he go back to rest.

But after over an hour, he came out again, continuing the shoveling motion.

Lin Meng was actually somewhat moved; although Lin Yang was just doing his job for pay, being able to do this much already makes him an industry benchmark.

The night grew deeper, the snow heavier, accompanied by biting wind that could blow one senseless.

Lin Yang tirelessly guarded the tent to prevent it from being buried by snow, occasionally checking the temperature inside Lin Meng's tent to ensure it was fine before leaving.

Such behavior continued until the latter part of the night; the snow mountains still saw no daylight, yet an accident arrived quietly.

At some point, several pairs of green eyes emerged from the nearby pine forest.

Although Lin Meng was cultivating, she had not completely sealed her five senses, and had already noticed.

Lin Yang crawled out of the tent, his expression extremely solemn at this moment.

He hadn't expected to encounter the most troublesome snow wolves here; fortunately he brought a hunting rifle, the wolf pack in the woods seemed not numerous, and with caution he should be able to silently eliminate them.

Soon, Lin Meng saw via divine sense that Lin Yang, holding his hunting rifle, left the campsite and headed toward that pine forest.

She furrowed her brows, thought for a moment, then after ending her cultivation, she followed him as well.

She brandished her long sword, leapt up, and flew into the high sky.

Snowflakes around her seemed to encounter a barrier, being deflected before they could even reach her.

In the pine forest, the snow wolves glared menacingly; the leading wolf king appeared wounded, the whole pack mostly old, weak, sick, and disabled, likely having no choice but to come to the outskirts to hunt.

The law of the jungle is survival of the fittest; Lin Meng does not sympathize with these snow wolves.

If she hadn't appeared today, and someone else had taken this route, perhaps they would have been thrown to the wolves.

Only then did Lin Yang appear, without hesitation pulling the trigger at the wolf king.

His killing at this moment was thorough and unrestrained, not softened by the opponent's injury.

Because Lin Yang knows that if he were to show mercy this time, those wolves would certainly not be like him; their fangs would bite toward Lin Meng.

Lin Yang will not let such a thing happen; Miss Lin, a young girl, would surely be terrified of such a wolf pack.

Her neck is so slender; a light bite from a snow wolf could snap it—how could he bear to?

The next second, the bullet pierced the immobile wolf king.

Immediately after, several more bullets were fired, almost hitting every shot.

Lin Yang far exceeded Lin Meng's expectations; that hunting rifle in his hands was like a divine weapon, hitting every time.

Lin Meng, high in the air, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

But just then, several young snow wolves suddenly sprang out from the darkness.

They took advantage of Lin Yang aiming at the other wolves and ferociously pounced…