The morning sun had shown itself for a short time, but it was soon swallowed by the clouds.
It was probably due to the cold that the color of the morning sunshine was quite dim, appearing unenergetic.
Zhao Layue walked to the front of White Town, and spun her head to look at the north.
The snowland was right in front of her, and Jing Jiu was right inside of it, but she couldn't go in there.
In her current Cultivation state, it would be useless even if she could go in there. She would die before she could pass through that patch of cold fog.
Under the circumstances, Zhao Layue needed help. As the Green Mountain Sect didn't allow her to enter the snowland, her sect of course wouldn't help her in this regard; so she had no choice but to seek that person's help.
Yuan Qijing didn't intend to heed her plea last night, but he pointed out a path for her after she mentioned that affair.
That path led to a temple.