Qiu Hao's expression shifted from bitterness to embarrassment. After a long pause, he continued, "That's one reason. The second is that we can't take He Brother with us this time. Please don't misunderstand, He Brother; if we are fortunate enough to obtain that item, I will definitely bring you a share." Qiu Hao slapped his forehead, while the other three lowered their heads, watching the flames flicker in the fire pit. The only sound left in the courtyard was the crackling of burning firewood.
"There’s no need for you to be so concerned, Big Brother Qiu. I understand. Given my current situation, I can't even step outside the courtyard. If I did, I would surely fall into danger and involve you all as well. I will wait here quietly," Mo Wen sighed. Even though he was interested in what they were discussing, it was impossible for him to go now, and he had a rough idea of what the four were talking about. "Big Brother Qiu, can you tell me now? I'm quite curious."
"He Brother is indeed a reasonable person. Do you know the origin of Cold Ice City?" Seeing that Mo Wen recognized the situation, Qiu Hao continued.
"I come from a remote area and have only heard some rumors about Cold Ice City. It is said to have been built by a great figure on the cold ice. Is there another legend about this city?" Mo Wen asked with curiosity. When Old Lu had told him about worldly matters, he had mentioned Cold Ice City, and it was similar to what he had heard here, but looking at the expressions of the four, Mo Wen knew there must be another story.
"What He Brother knows is indeed not wrong, but it's not the whole picture. You must have heard of the Gobi outside the city, right? What I'm about to tell you is related to that Gobi," Qiu Hao teased Mo Wen's curiosity without revealing too much. Xia Lao Er picked up where Qiu Hao left off, "It is said that Cold Ice City already existed in ancient times. Back then, although it was not large, it was bustling with activity and trade was extremely prosperous..."
Under the moonlight in the small courtyard, the five sat around the fire pit, exchanging stories with Mo Wen. The mute occasionally made sounds and gestures while Mo Wen chimed in from time to time. The legends they spoke of were both expected and surprising. According to their accounts, Cold Ice City was located in the heart of this continent during ancient times, and the true core of this continent lay within the Cangyun Gobi just outside the northern gate. Although there were exaggerations in their words, it was clear that society during ancient times was incredibly prosperous; sects were numerous on this continent, and Xuantian Sect was likely one of them. In fact, Cangyun Gobi had once been a stronghold for a sect, with Cold Ice City merely being a town adjacent to it.
"In the late ancient period, humanity faced a near-extinction Great Catastrophe. This disaster swept across the entire world, and its source was said to be Yun Cang Gobi." As Qiu Hao spoke of this calamity, everyone’s eyes filled with longing for those ancient times; however, they all shook their heads and sighed when he mentioned that disaster.
"A disaster? What kind of calamity could have such power to affect the entire world?" Compared to the prosperity of ancient times, Mo Wen was more interested in what exactly the Great Catastrophe was. This wasn't his first time hearing about it; however, no one could clearly explain what it truly entailed.
"There are many theories; no one can pinpoint exactly what it was. But its origin lies here, and the final battle took place here as well. It is said that during that battle half of the continent sank and became part of what is now known as Mist Sea. It is also said that this battle caused all sects to become extinct," Qiu Hao continued. Hearing this made Mo Wen gasp in shock—what kind of battle could sink half a continent? The most powerful fight he had witnessed so far was between Old Lu and his white-clad junior sister; he couldn't imagine what it would be like if true combat broke out among formidable beings.
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