Chapter 1681 - 426: Reminiscing in Snow Valley’s Warm Soup, Meeting Old Friends beneath Jile’s Bright Lanterns

Chapter 1681: Chapter 426: Reminiscing in Snow Valley’s Warm Soup, Meeting Old Friends beneath Jile’s Bright Lanterns

Frosty Winter Snowfield, Snow Valley.

Heavy snow fluttered, continuous snowy peaks stood silently under the gray-white sky curtain.

Cold wind swept through the valley, lifting layers of snow dust into the air, creating a low, whimpering sound.

This area may be unfamiliar to new players.

But in the memories of old players, it always holds a place.

The Space Department spiritual material "Void Origin Stone," which maintains high prices in Trading House, is produced from a Domain Node deep within this snowy field: Kong Yuan Peak.

Once, this Snow Valley was bustling.

It was seen as a place of embarkation by countless newbie players.

After choosing the initial Life Soul, there was no need for Space Transmission; at the entrance were Ah Le’s new player army.

Back then, the Jile Army was in its starting phase, with all aspects of its structure being quite rough.

The scene of newbies pecking at each other provided much humor for the forums.

But in Monster World, this "game," there is no version retrospection, nor is there server rolling out.

The stories of the players always move forward, the tender times in Snow Valley are ultimately sealed in the depths of old players’ memories.

Becoming a scenery to look back upon.

When the Void Peak Node was contained and merged into the Emperor Tomb Village Mine.

The Black Tide Army of the Earth Thought Bully advanced like an iron curtain to Frosty Winter Snowfield, Ah Le saw the unfavorable situation and decisively closed down and fled.

The once bustling Snow Valley has now completely become silent.

Today, here only the Evil Moon hanging high in the sky, the cold wind, and fluttering snow remain, like a corner forgotten by time.

Only the battle scars buried deep under the snow record the past clamor and blood.

At this time, deep in the valley.

Under the windward mountain wall, two figures sat around a cluster of jumping campfire.

The orange-red firelight appeared especially warm in this snow-covered world.

Deputy Leader "Wu Xing" was attentively watching over a small rustic pot on the fire, the pot ancient, the milky white soup bubbling and emitting a rich aroma that tempted appetites.

In the soup, the transparent as Ice Crystal "Snow Jade Lotus" floated and submerged, a few pieces like flame-red "Molten Rock Tenderloin" stretched out in the soup, a piece covered with silvery star dots Star Pattern Stone slowly released Pure Energy under the soup’s immersion, causing the soup inside the pot to bloom with a layer of dreamy halo.

Wu Xing occasionally stirred with a spoon, sprinkled in a pinch of twinkling "Broken Star Salt," or dropped in a few pieces of flavor-enhancing Condensed Pearl Grass.

Each motion made the aroma in the pot even richer.

Amidst the steaming heat, the flying snow outside had already melted before getting close.

"Come, try my craftsmanship, after all, I’m half a Spirit Chef Party player, the flavor is guaranteed."

Wu Xing said, skillfully scooping a spoonful of soup containing spiritual ingredients, pouring it into the wooden bowl Yang Xiu held.

Yang Xiu didn’t hold back, immediately taking a big sip.

The moment the soup entered, his taste buds were awakened.

The crisp sweetness of Snow Jade Lotus and the rich intensity of Molten Rock Tenderloin intertwined in his mouth, forming a peculiar taste bud feedback.

A warm current instantly slipped from the throat into the stomach, then spread to the limbs.

Making Yang Xiu feel that these days’ fatigue seemed to be relieved under this hot soup.

"Hiss... Whew..." Yang Xiu sighed in satisfaction, a trace of amazement in his eyes:

"Old Wu, your craftsmanship is truly unmatched, far better than those in Death City using Extreme Joy Energy to deceive."

"Of course, if I hadn’t joined Divine Hall Guild with you back then, I’d probably be an Exploration Faction and Spirit Chef Party player now." Wu Xing raised his chin proudly, also serving himself a bowl, picking a meat slice soaked with soup and putting it in his mouth, mumbled:

"These are all high-level Spiritual Materials, every bite is essence, this pot of Yin Yang Soup I created, at least worth this amount in Trading House." He said, shaking his palm.

"Five digits?" Yang Xiu asked tentatively.

"Fifty thousand sacrificial power." Yang Xiu clicked his tongue, stopped asking more, and buried his head to enjoy.

After hearing the price, he only felt that this pot of soup seemed to smell even better.

Wu Xing took out a dark purple gourd from Space Bag at this time, uncorked it and instantly a refreshing and rich wine aroma spread out, pressing down the aroma of the boiling spirit food in the pot by half.

Enter Yang Xiu’s heart and lungs, refreshing his spirit.

"Try this, the Sea Spirit Brew from the Bright Star Sea Area, perfect with this pot of soup." Wu Xing handed the gourd to Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu took it, tilted back his head, and drank a mouthful.

The liquid cooled upon entry, as if swallowing a mouthful of Bing Xue, after sliding down the throat it suddenly transformed into a warm current exploding, feeling thoroughly comfortable.

"Good wine!" He praised, handing the gourd back.

Wu Xing didn’t take it, took another gourd from the Space Bag and drank a large mouthful, wiped his mouth, looking at Yang Xiu with increased seriousness:

"Old Yang, seriously, have you planned to come back? It’s been two years since you left... Look at me, I joined Divine Hall with you back then, now I’ve made it to the deputy leader of a faction, if you hadn’t left then, this position would definitely be yours, maybe even higher."

"The promise was just to go for three months, then three more after three months, why can’t you come back now?"

Yang Xiu’s hand holding the spoon paused, the smile on his face gradually faded.

He gazed at the jumping campfire, was silent for a moment, then sighed emotionally:

"Of course I’ve thought about coming back, more than once, the plan back then was to fetch a batch and return... But, seems like I’ve fallen into a trap."

Wu Xing hearing this, his expression turned more solemn: