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That year, the winter was extremely cold. The southern counties had several heavy snowfalls since the beginning of winter. The weather was much colder than in previous years, which made the life of the common people difficult. There was not enough clothing to withstand the cold, and the coals ran out soon and people began to die.

At first, there were just homeless beggars on the roadside, frozen like a black stone on the roadside, then in some remote villages, poor shanty towns, frozen frail elderly and children appeared… Because the cold wave came suddenly, for a while there were too many deaths. The officials did not dare to report, forcibly buried the frozen people, and did not allow anyone to leave their place of origin.

Therefore, at first this disaster was not known to the emperor of Yan City. When the news spread, the ministers hurriedly went to the palace to look for the emperor to discuss, only to find that his majesty was not in the palace at all. He always did that, and just walked away. He didn’t even tell them where he was.  

There was only the little prince in the palace. He sat on the chair Sima Jiao usually sat on, and looked at them innocently with his legs moving back and forth.

Ministers: The country will be subjugated! The country must be subjugated!

They condemned the emperor in their hearts, and were heartbroken again. They gathered together to discuss how to face that once-in-a-hundred-year snow disaster. Anyway, the emperor usually didn’t care about these, they could handle it themselves.

Then the problem came again. After all, not all officials were selfless. Everyone had their own ideas, and they started to wrestle again.

While they were arguing, the emperor and the imperial concubine were in Nanming County, thousands of miles away, which was the “disaster-affected area” they were arguing about.

Two days ago, Liao Tingyan was bored in the palace, and found that Yan City had no sign of snow this winter, but it was cold in the south, so she wanted to see the snow. She hadn’t seen heavy snow for many years in the Immortal Realm, and she missed it a little. So after discussing it, she took the emperor to fly to Nanming County to enjoy the snow.

The white snow and leaden sky turned this graceful southern county into a snow ridge. Although it was indeed beautiful, Liao Tingyan raised her eyebrows after only a few glances.

Sometimes if the cultivation base was too high, it was really not good. Her perception ability was so strong that she could see through the heavy snow and see the frozen corpse inside. Some necromantic grievances lingered.

Liao Tingyan lost the mood to appreciate the snow. The change in her expression caught Sima Jiao’s attention. The two stood on a tower in Nanming County. Sima Jiao was covered with a black fox fur. His warm palm touched Liao Tingyan’s face and wiped it off. A piece of snow fell on her cheek.

“Doesn’t this snow look good?”

“A lot of people died here,” Liao Tingyan held her three fingers in a daze.

Sima Jiao had no expression, “In that case, let’s go to a place where there are no dead people to enjoy the snow.”

Liao Tingyan: “…” 

She forgot that this ancestor was a man who brought blood in the world of cultivation. He didn’t care about people’s lives.

Liao Tingyan said, “I feel uncomfortable seeing so many people die here.”

Sima Jiao frowned, “Then deal with it.”

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Liao Tingyan thought for a moment, looking up at the sky. There was something flickering in the sky. She suddenly waved her hand, and the majestic spiritual energy rushed into the sky, shaking away the cold snow clouds. The sky suddenly became brighter, and a trace of the sun finally appeared in the place that had been gloomy for a month.

When she heard the faint thunder, she didn’t take it seriously, just glanced at Sima Jiao. After she got the spirit fire, whenever she did something, she could always hear thunder, but she was not afraid of it.

It was as if Sima Jiao gave her not only spiritual fire, but also a certain part of his characteristics, which made her less afraid of the world.

“Not only in Nanming County, the cold current is all the way south. I removed it, but it will gather again in a while.” 

Liao Tingyan decided to find the demon generals to work with. After all, working alone was too tiring, and saving the world required manpower.

She and Sima Jiao lived in Fongjing Mountain, a suburb of Nanming County. The mountain there was also covered by snow. The thick snow that had not yet melted was shining in the sun, and the world was clear. This view made her stop. It felt a little better.

The demon generals who had been stationed in the royal capital of Yan City rushed to them and received their mission- Disaster Relief.

A cultivator: “We…we are cultivators.”

The demon general was with a grim face, “Grandpa, we are demon cultivators, but the demon lord may not remember it! Why don’t we remind her?!”

Mo Xiu rolled his eyes, “Are we really going to save these mortals? After so many people had died, the demon master must had ordered casually, it is worse —”

The demon general Wei E instantly showed his loyal and patriotic eyebrows, and raised his hand, “Come here, this man defied the demon lord’s order, tie him and take him to the demon lord!”

The cultivator: “!!!”

The cultivator who tried to secretly confuse others was burned to death.

The demon generals led the honest demon cultivators to the severely affected counties to dispel the cold current and stop the snow artificially. The matter was actually not difficult, but it was a bit trivial. The demon generals who reported back after their work was approved by the demon lord, so they relaxed and left.

The demon general Wei E was the fastest one. He had seen Sima Jiao in the corridor when the demon lord was about to leave. During the time when the former demon lord ruled the Demon Realm, everyone was frightened when seeing the flames, and the same was true for Wei E. He had never seen such a powerful and cruel demon lord, that almost scared him out of his guts several times, even if he was a man. For a mortal, Wei Ralso subconsciously felt fear.

He couldn’t help holding his breath, standing aside, waiting for the ancestor to leave. Anyway, he couldn’t see him now, the demon heneral comforted himself.

The demon general froze, and for a moment the hair on his back stood straight as he met his boss Sima Jiao’s eyes. 

He saw me! Saw me!

When Sima Jiao left, he suddenly came back to his senses, remembering what he said just now- “Bring the snow to Fongjing Mountain.”

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