Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 462 We are the Silver Moon Wolves

The nights in Beiyuchuan are long, and the endless sound of wind and snow howls in Lianchuan's ears like the roar of a wild beast.

The young man stood on the newly built altar in the city of Beiyue, looking up at the gray sky and feeling the cold snowflakes falling on his face.

On the altar, a dozen pearls imbued with the power of moonlight were inlaid on the gentle white jade, emitting a cool, clear light.

"Chuan'er!"

A cool voice came from behind him. Lian Chuan turned around and bowed.

"Auntie."

Xue Chongyu wore an indigo-blue robe and held a white jade lotus lamp. A cluster of icy blue flames flickered within it.

"Why are you still here so late?" Xue Chongyu slowly walked up to the altar, the lamp in her hand flickering slightly, illuminating her icy blue eyes.

Upon hearing this, Lian Chuan shook his head, his solemn expression twitching slightly, and a hint of melancholy and unease appeared between his handsome brows.

"Auntie, I'm a little worried."

Xue Chongyu looked at Lian Chuan's features, which bore an eight-tenths resemblance to his sister's, and said softly:

"What are you worried about?"

Lian Chuan did not grow up in the Northern Region. Although he had gotten along well with his clansmen over the years, he always preferred to maintain a distant relationship with them.

Only when facing Xue Chongyu would the young man let his guard down.

"Grandmaster attaches great importance to this trial of bestowing lotuses."

The trials of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan were held on schedule, but the bestowal of the Pure Ice Lotus was decided according to the wishes of the Lord.

The so-called "determined according to the Changjun's wishes" means that as long as Jinguang is willing, after the three heavy snowfalls in winter, no matter what your ranking is in the trial, she will directly bestow upon you a Pure Ice Lotus.

This situation is rare, but it does happen.

Lian Chuan happened to be the one who was exceptionally granted the Pure Ice Lotus.

The timing of his return to Beiyuchuan ten years ago was awkward. Although it was winter, the time for the trials and the bestowal of lotuses had long passed.

However, after reviewing his memories, his master made an exception and took out a Pure Ice Lotus from the Ice Flower Pool and gave it to him.

Because of this Pure Ice Lotus, Lian Chuan's cultivation reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage within just ten years, making him a leader of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan.

“Indeed…” Xue Chongyu nodded slowly.

“My great-aunt can bestow the Pure Ice Lotus at will, and in the past, she would just give a brief notice and let the elders below handle the trials.”

"In the Silver Moon Wolf clan, no genius can be buried under her nose."

The woman's tone carried a hint of melancholy as she gave Lian Chuan a deep look.

“You are not a child who grew up in the Northern Region River, and after returning, you cultivated under the guidance of the Elder Lord.”

"That's why I had the audacity to speculate about her!"

Lian Chuan's expression changed, and the young man waved his hands repeatedly:

"Auntie, what are you saying? I'm just a little worried."

"It's not just speculation."

Upon hearing this, Xue Chongyu couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"Stop pretending. Your aunt has dealt with your senior sister more than once when she was in the lower realm."

"Given her personality, she could never raise a kind and gentle child."

Lian Chuan paused slightly, and the image of the bamboo forest in the small courtyard of Jiyuan Peak involuntarily surfaced in the young man's mind, along with his fellow disciples there.

The young man looked at Xue Chongyu and nodded:

"really."

"Chuan'er is indeed guessing what his master is thinking; he's incredibly audacious."

"I've been wondering, with our master placing such importance on this trial, is there someone lurking in the shadows, eyeing our Northern Region with covetous intent..."

Before he could finish his guess, the woman in front of him gently patted Lian Chuan's shoulder.

Don't worry.

Xue Chongyu smiled faintly, a hint of wickedness appearing in his cold, holy eyes at some point.

"We are the Silver Moon Wolves."

Lian Chuan didn't react at first when he heard this, but a moment later his mind started to stir.

Yes, this is the Silver Moon Wolf clan.

How could we allow those with ill intentions to wantonly disrupt the stability of the Northern Region?

The young man bowed to Xue Chongyu, the melancholy on his face vanishing, replaced by an undeniable determination.

"Thank you for the reminder, Auntie. I understand now."

Xue Chongyu withdrew his hand, and the two of them looked at the entire city of Beiyue, which was sleeping in the snowy night.

Xue Chongyu spoke softly:

"After so many years of slumber, it's time to let the esteemed beings of the Upper Realm witness the might of our race."

Lian Chuan nodded emphatically.

"If you can't sleep tonight, could you do your aunt a favor?" Xue Chongyu asked Lian Chuan.

"Please speak freely, Auntie!"

"Go and check on how the ferret clan is doing."

"The ferret clan?" Lian Chuan asked softly, the image of Pearl's adorable little face appearing in his mind.

"Okay!" The young man nodded gently.

"Mother?"

In the territory of the ferret clan, the little girl lying on the bed struggled to open her eyes.

Pearl called out softly, and immediately someone took her hand.

A gentle voice came to my ear:

"Pearl, don't be afraid!"

Is it my older sister?

Where is Mother?

She clearly remembered falling asleep in her mother's arms.

The little girl rubbed her eyes, sat up in bed, and looked at the girl with a strange expression.

"Sister! Where are Father, Mother, and Brother?"

Qingyu looked at her younger sister on the bed, forced a gentle smile, and coaxed her softly.

"Does Pearl want some water?"

The little girl on the bed looked around the room where only she and her older sister were, and couldn't help but ask again:

"Sister, where are Father, Mother, and Brother?"

Qingyu stepped forward and patted Pearl's head, her voice tinged with undisguised heaviness:

“Pearl, you have not yet awakened the talent of your clan.”

Pearl didn't understand why her older sister was asking about this, since she was clearly asking about the whereabouts of her parents and brother.

"Sister?"

The younger sister looked up at her, and Qingyu looked into those beautiful, round eyes.

It was because of her eyes that her family named her Pearl.

The girl sighed softly and raised her hand to sweep across Pearl's eyes.

"Little Pearl!"

The older sister called her name very gently:

"Go to sleep..."

Don't sleep!

For some reason, a voice suddenly appeared in Pearl's mind.

"Don't sleep!"

Despite the little girl's desperate efforts to circulate her demonic power to resist the sudden drowsiness, she eventually fell into an endless, sweet dream, her body falling backward.

Qingyu caught her fallen sister, placed Pearl on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.

"pearl."

The girl's tone was full of determination:

"If they don't come back, I will protect you as you grow up."

This was her promise to her family.

"Puch!"

A soft laugh came from outside the house. Qingyu turned to look at the closed door, and her heart jumped.

The girl channeled her demonic power, her voice icy cold:

"Who?"

With a creak, the tightly locked wooden door was gently pushed open, and the restrictions on it were torn apart as if they were made of paper.

"Little sister!"

A man dressed in a light blue shirt walked in through the door, a gentle smile on his face.

"May I come inside?"