As he walked on the street, he could sometimes overhear cultivators discussing him, and they even referred to him as Ice Dragon in tacit agreement.
Li Zhirui pretended not to hear and quickened his pace towards the outskirts of the marketplace. Today, he was planning to go to the Great Snow Mountain on the western side of the Great Void Province to undergo some training.
At the same time, he was looking for a type of Spiritual Medicine that only grows in cold, snowy terrains but has a wide range of uses.
Meanwhile, in a certain cave dwelling within the marketplace, a voice filled with relentless hatred suddenly erupted.
"Damn Chishui San Sha, once my injuries heal, I will have you quartered to alleviate the hatred in my heart!"
"And that damned Ice Dragon, if you hadn't hidden your strength and used such cunning tactics, how would I have ended up in such a sorry state!?"
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