Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 793 Challenge Dungeon 48

Yun Chu lay down for a while, then got up to wash up, changed into her home clothes, and came to the living room.

Xie Yipei worked quickly, and two simple bowls of shrimp wonton noodles were ready. The soup was clear and delicious, the wontons were plump, and they were garnished with bright green scallions.

The two sat at the dining table and quietly finished their belated "dinner" under the warm light.

The atmosphere was peaceful and homey, as if the fierce battles of the day and the intimate moments of the night had melted into this bowl of hot noodle soup.

After the meal, Xie Yipei kissed her forehead: "I'm going to the study to take care of some things. There's some news from the guild that I need to see." He was referring to trivial matters such as the distribution of dungeon loot and follow-up arrangements.

"Mm." Yun Chu nodded.

Xie Yipei went to the study. The door was ajar, and you could vaguely hear his deep voice talking on the phone.

Yun Chu then returned to the coffee table in the living room.

The calming incense had burned out, so she lit a piece to allow her mind to settle again. She planned to continue drawing talismans; what she had completed that afternoon was only a part.

Prepare the ink, lay out the paper, and concentrate.

The pen tip touched the paper again, and smooth lines began to extend across the talisman paper, spiritual energy slowly flowing into it with the pen strokes...

However, just as he was halfway through drawing, the aura of the runes under his brush was flowing to a crucial point—

[Player 'Bai Yun Chu', you have been sent to the S-rank death dungeon 'Winter's Despair' by a hidden player using a special item!]

[Forced teleportation in 10 seconds: 10, 9, 8...]

A cold, emotionless notification tone suddenly exploded in her mind!

Yun Chu's pupils suddenly contracted, her pen tip abruptly stopped, and a drop of thick ink suddenly fell, spreading into a glaring stain in the center of the almost-finished talisman!

S-Rank Death Dungeon! Forced Teleportation!

She didn't even have time to put down her pen, nor did she have time to call out in the direction of the study—

The countdown has reached zero.

A dazzling white light instantly engulfed her figure, leaving only unfinished talismans, dripping ink, and the lingering scent of calming incense in the living room, as well as the warm light shining through the crack in the study door, oblivious to the sudden turn of events.

The transmitted white light, carrying a bone-chilling cold, suddenly dissipated, replaced by an overwhelming blizzard and bone-chilling temperatures.

Everything in front of me was a white blur, with visibility less than ten meters.

The gale, carrying ice pellets and snowflakes, was like a million tiny blades, lashing everything wildly.

All that could be heard was the howling wind and the dull thud of snow being whipped up and slammed against hard objects.

If a thermometer were present, the pointer would probably have already dropped below minus forty degrees Celsius and would still be falling.

S-Rank Death Dungeon - [Winter's Despair].

Mission: Survive for thirty days.

There were 20,000 participating players.

Having just ended her cozy time at home, Yun Chu was suddenly thrown into this desperate situation. The stark contrast made her gasp for breath for a moment.

The icy air, when inhaled, brought a stinging, needle-like pain to my lungs.

She was still wearing thin clothes from home, which offered almost no insulation in such extreme cold, and her body temperature was rapidly decreasing.

"call……"

She quickly adjusted her breathing, suppressed her momentary shock, and immediately took out a defensive talisman, which instantly warded off the cold.

Then, she took out a down jacket from her spatial storage and put it on, and also changed into snow boots.

After getting dressed, Yun Chu released her Fire Iron Flying Ants to explore the surroundings.

A few minutes later, the Fire Iron Flying Ants sent a message, saying they had discovered a rock crevice that could barely shield some of the wind and snow.

Yun Chu immediately rode the Fire Iron Flying Ant to the rock crevice.

This is a naturally formed rock wall depression that extends inward for more than two meters. It is only high enough for one person to bend over and enter. The bottom is covered with thick snow, but it is sheltered by rocks on at least three sides, which is much better than being completely exposed to the strong wind.

Yun Chu crawled inside without hesitation and immediately felt the wind subside, but at least she wouldn't be blown away.

She quickly cleared the snow from the cave entrance, set up a protective formation, and lit a fire.

The S-rank death dungeon starts with an extreme environment that can instantly kill ordinary players; these thirty days will definitely not be easy.

The blizzard may just be the beginning; low temperatures, hunger, dehydration, potential ice field monsters, and other players who may be dropped into the same instance... are all threats.

The immediate priority is to use this lull in the blizzard to survey the surrounding environment and find a safer, more secure long-term campsite.

As for who sent her into this death instance, Yun Chu had a guess in her mind. She would naturally find a way to confirm it after she left the instance!

Xie Yipei finished his last guild communication, rubbing his temples as he walked out of the study.

Only a floor lamp was lit in the living room, casting a dim, yellowish light on the empty sofa.

He subconsciously looked at the coffee table—the talisman paper, spirit ink, and pen holder were all there, and even the calming incense stick was still half-burnt, with wisps of smoke rising from it.

Yun Chu was nowhere to be seen.

A very subtle, almost imperceptible sense of unease swept over me.

It was so quiet, so quiet, that it didn't feel like the place she had just been.

He strode to the coffee table, his gaze sharpening—in the center of the half-finished talisman, a drop of thick ink abruptly smudged a key rune, the brush casually placed beside the inkstone, the ink on the tip not even completely dry.

This wasn't a mistake she would make, nor was it the kind of cleanup she would do. She was always focused and meticulous when it came to talismans.

Xie Yipei's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately closed his eyes and focused his mind, activating the contract deep within his soul that connected him to her.

A clear sense came through—she was not in this space, or even on this "level," but was being dragged by a force into an extremely distant place filled with a cold and desolate atmosphere.

The bond of the contract was weakened and strained by distance and the barrier of position, but the fragments of information transmitted were enough for him to make a judgment:

S-rank dungeon.

"—!"

Xie Yipei suddenly opened his eyes, his dark pupils seeming to explode with a storm. His aura instantly plummeted to freezing point, and a thin layer of frost even condensed on the surface of the uncollected dishes in the living room.

Having just returned from a dungeon run, there's absolutely no way I'd immediately and willingly enter a new dungeon, especially an S-rank death dungeon.

There is only one explanation: someone took advantage of his unpreparedness and used an extremely precious and insidious special tool to forcibly throw her inside!

Anger surged within him like magma, threatening to break free of the constraints of reason.

But he forced himself to suppress it; it was precisely at times like these that absolute calm was needed.

He needed to know who it was, what methods they used, what their purpose was, and—how to get her out as quickly as possible, or, to get her in!

He immediately turned and went back to his study, opened the internal communication channel, and said in a cold, hard voice: "Shenxing Headquarters, emergency transfer order. Authorization: Xie Yipei."

“Retrieve all spatial fluctuation anomaly records and item usage traces related to my residential address over the past hour, especially for tracing the source of ‘player-forced placement’ items.”

"Simultaneously investigate the recent activities of all individuals and organizations that have had a clear conflict or interest with 'Baiyun Chu' or myself, with a focus on screening the list of holders of rare 'duplicate interference' items. I need a preliminary report within ten minutes."

A clear and calm response came from the other end of the channel: "Instructions received, execute immediately."

Communication was cut off.

Xie Yipei stood in the shadows of the study, his gaze fixed on the dazzling yet cold city outside the window.

He slowly clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white.

Regardless of who was behind it all, he remembered this debt.