Chapter Two: The Wolves Divide Their Prey

Unlimited? Mu Yang’s expression grew increasingly peculiar.

“System, wasn’t this undying, immortal ability granted by you? Why would it be unlimited?”

[Host, the system has never stated that this ability was bestowed upon you by the system…]

“So, did this ability originate from my own body?”

[For your body to develop such an ability is so close to impossible that it might as well be impossible…]

Hearing the system’s reply, a few lines appeared on Mu Yang’s forehead. He sighed and said, “Forget it, I’ll just accept things as they come. Let’s focus on the problem at hand first.”

Mu Yang glanced around the snowy expanse; everything was blanketed in white.

“How am I supposed to get out of this godforsaken place?”

[Host doesn’t need to leave.]

[There are many tasks on the mission board set in the Far North.]

[Host can become stronger in the Far North and then leave.]

[After all, the host possesses the ability of undying immortality.]

[In an environment like the Far North, your body will be challenged and could even grow much stronger.]

“Oh, that actually makes sense,” Mu Yang mused. “System, show me the missions first.”

[As you wish, host.]

[Mission: Survive!
Level: Green
Type: Survival

Objective: Survive in the Far North for one month.
Reward: Two months’ worth of soul power.]

[Mission: Food
Level: White
Type: Hunting

Objective: Obtain and consume a type of food found in the Far North.
Reward: One week’s worth of soul power.]

…

[Mission: Guidance
Level: Black
Type: Apprenticeship

Objective: Find the Snow Empress and Ice Empress, and receive their guidance.
Reward: Best age-matched soul ring (unlimited)]

[Mission: Divine Gift
Level: Pale Gold
Type: Search

Objective: Discover the inheritance of a deity in the Far North.
Reward: Upgrade Tang Sword (Heart of Man)]

Mu Yang skimmed through the missions, feeling that most could be ignored, but the basic ones were worth attempting.

He took out the Tang Sword (Heart of Man) for a look. The handle was plain and unadorned, but the blade was etched with mysterious patterns, designed to make wounds bleed more profusely when struck.

“First, I should find a place to stay,” Mu Yang said.

He picked up the Tang Sword (Heart of Man) and began to wander.

A quarter of an hour later, he still hadn’t found shelter, but instead stumbled into danger.

A few wolves with snow-white fur were baring their teeth at Mu Yang.

He gripped the Tang Sword (Heart of Man) tightly with both hands, eyes fixed nervously on the wolves.

Mu Yang had never wielded a sword before; he only knew how to swing it wildly, hoping to scare the wolves away.

But instead of retreating, the wolves lunged at him. Startled, Mu Yang instinctively slashed at a wolf’s head.

The blade met no resistance; the wolf’s head split in two, and hot blood splashed across Mu Yang’s face.

He barely had time to react before a larger wolf pounced and crushed his throat in a single bite.

Excruciating pain shot through his neck, then spread throughout his body as the wolves began devouring his corpse—more precisely, his body.

Mu Yang felt himself on the verge of madness. Soon, his body was completely consumed, the wolves feasting on his innards.

When not a scrap remained, Mu Yang sensed his bones start to itch—a deep, marrow-deep itch—but now he was nothing but a skeleton and couldn’t move.

After the itching passed, his body began to slowly knit itself back together, strand by strand.