In the frigid lands, after my exile, I began to slay demons and monsters.

Chapter 154 - No Permissions

[Did you record the deaths of Jiuying and Qingli?]

[The records of demon extermination only go up to when I abandoned the Seven Stars; there are no records of demon activity afterward. The Moon Wheel period was short, and I didn't encounter the Great Demon Lord, so the records haven't been updated.]

[Why hasn't my record been updated?]

【No.】

[How did he change without ever having encountered the Great Demon Lord?]

[Since arriving here, he has never accepted his identity, nor does he agree with my request for him to slay demons. Instead, he feels immense sympathy and reluctance towards the demons, and he has never been able to keep pace with me.]

Ning Xiaoxi found it strange. "He's from the same world as me?"

[You were randomly selected from among the three thousand worlds. I don't know what world you come from, nor do I need to know.]

His eyes darted around, [Are there any worlds in the Three Thousand Worlds where demons or monsters exist?]

[I only record events from this world; other worlds are not within the scope of this basic knowledge.]

It seems I'll have a chance to spend more time getting to know Lords Tianji and Tianwei!

If the poison spread far and wide due to the killing of the Nine Infants in 736, it's been almost two hundred years, and the poison still hasn't been eliminated?

The system's task is simple: help the human race establish themselves on the continent, and nothing else matters.

Tianji abandoned his mission for Qingli and died with her.

Tianwei never accepted any mission; he simply committed suicide.

Damn, they're all experts, and she's the only one struggling desperately for her life. Damn it, there's no justice in this world!

He put the wooden slip back into the box, paused for a moment, and thought, "What a coincidence! Jiuying and Qingli were killed outside Mangshan, right when Fufang County was being built. Do the other border counties also have similar records? Or is it only Fufang County?"

After putting the box down, I turned around and wanted to walk further inside to see what was recorded there.

"boom!"

Ning Xiaoxi ran headfirst into a barrier that shimmered with silver light.

I rubbed my forehead and touched it; it really was a defensive formation.

He pressed down hard, and a wave rippled across the defensive array, displaying four golden characters: "Permission denied."

I peered through the barrier, my eyes lingering on the layers of compartments and the boxes inside!

"Ning is an official."

Ning Xiaoxi quickly turned around and saw Liu Xing standing by the door. "Subordinate Liu."

"Your subordinates are only authorized to view the records from the founding of Fufang City; they have no authority to view earlier records. If you have finished viewing, you may leave," Liu Xing said politely.

They're here to supervise her! "Has Liu, the subordinate official, read these historical records?"

"Viewing the classics requires Lord Di Kui's permission. Even approaching the Zai Dao Pavilion without permission will result in being attacked by the formation." Liu Xing's voice was very calm. "Fu Fang has been peaceful and stable for the past year, with no demonic incidents. Naturally, there is no need to open the Zai Dao Pavilion."

Ning Xiaoxi picked up the bubbling soup pot and put it back in her arms, which surprised Liu Xing for a moment. He then smiled and remained silent.

Following Liu Xing out of the Zaidao Pavilion, and turning back, they saw a flash of silver light emanating from the drab east wing—a defensive shield enveloping the entire pavilion. It seemed all the defenses of this outpost were concentrated on the Zaidao Pavilion; the courtyard was completely devoid of any spiritual energy fluctuations, and the gates and walls lacked even the simplest runes. No wonder this border county hadn't experienced any demonic incidents for thirty years; they believed this outpost would soon be ready to be withdrawn.

I think I read it a bit too fast; I should have read it more!

The five main rooms of the main house were very quiet. If it weren't for the wisps of smoke rising from the chimney on the roof, she would have thought no one was inside.

"Minister Ning, Lord Diwen will be arriving tomorrow. My master is hosting a luncheon, and you are welcome to come and join the festivities."

"this......"

"Please don't mind, sir. This place is different from the interior. My master will be leaving after the lunch banquet tomorrow. This is both a welcome banquet and a farewell banquet."

This place really has local characteristics; Lord Di Kui is clearly eager to leave!

"Then I will trouble you two gentlemen. Thank you."

Ning Xiaoxi stepped out of the simple Celestial Master's Pavilion compound, as if leaving a dream. The concise yet blood-soaked handwriting, the untold tales of demons and monsters—the two races that once ruled the continent were now driven to the brink of extinction, barely clinging to life. Humans, aside from Celestial Masters, rarely encountered demons directly anymore. Like her family, who had lived in the royal city for over a decade, she hadn't even known that demons existed in this world.

If she can truly complete the task as Tuanzi said, then demons will truly disappear from human history and become legends and stories!

The spiritual energy inside the cave was churning, and several strange auras were moving around, as if trying to express something, but she couldn't understand them.

"Alright, I haven't calmed down yet, so stop fooling around. After we meet Lord Diwen tomorrow, we'll go out of the city to take a look. We'll see the land where the Nine Infants' poison spread, and we'll see the North Sea where the Seven Stars of Qingli were killed." Ning Xiaoxi patted her chest; she felt there was something else there.

The street in front of the garrison leads directly to the north gate. Standing here, you can clearly see the not-so-grand north gate. Even if those half-baked soldiers were to break through, it wouldn't be easy for them to get in. This garrison is right south of the barracks, right next to it, so in case of trouble, they can react as quickly as the soldiers.

Ning Xiaoxi walked east along the street, pulling her cloak tighter. After traversing the desolate ice plains for over half a month, the clean streets of the city felt pleasant to walk on. It was May, and her mother said there would be a cold snap here, so she couldn't wear too little or she would catch a cold.

However, the stagnant spiritual energy circulation within her body made her uncomfortable. Just as her brother had said, there was absolutely no spiritual energy! The Spirit Crystal Heart was placed in her palm, channeling spiritual energy to support Ning Xiaoxi's slow spiritual energy circulation and expanding the area from which it absorbed spiritual energy. Finding nothing within the city, it expanded outwards to Mangshan Mountain, but even that area lacked spiritual energy. It then descended the mountain and expanded northwards towards the city.

"Ok?"

Ning Xiaoxi sensed something to the north. Spiritual energy condensed into a thread, like a tentacle, piercing through the city gate and searching outwards. A bone-chilling cold sensation traveled along the spiritual energy thread. A small vortex appeared in her spiritual crystal heart, absorbing the cold air and preventing it from reaching Ning Xiaoxi.

Cold, desolate, and silent, the earth was completely encased in a thick layer of ice. The ice surface was hard and smooth, radiating a chilling light in the dim sunlight, like a mysterious mirror leading to endless darkness. At midday, the sun shone into the city, but outside, the sun was obscured by dark clouds. When it reached the ground, it was almost devoid of warmth.

There may have once been soil here, but now it's frozen solid, as hard as steel, every inch of it seeming to tell a story of despair, imprisoned by the bitter cold. Here, there's no trace of insects, no sign of birds; not even a hint of life, let alone any vitality.

Following Ning Xiaoxi's wishes, the spiritual energy threads probed into the imprisoned ice layer.

"Hiss!" Ning Xiaoxi couldn't help but cry out in pain as soon as she touched the ice!