A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6325

Gwendolyn's pupils tightened slightly.

"The entire Snowfall Hollow. More than 300 households. More than 1,000 people. Every last one of them is a descendant of the Frost Deity Branch."

Ice Seal's voice dropped low, like he was opening up a secret that had been buried for ten thousand years.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Frost Deity Branch was crushed by the other celestial branches. A lot of Frost Deity Branch cultivators fled the heartland of the celestials and ran all the way out to the Fifteenth Firmament, this desolate backwater."

"They built Snowfall Hollow here. They hid their names, passed themselves off as ordinary human cultivators, and lived ordinary lives."

"For ten thousand years, it was handed down from one generation to the next. The bloodline thinned, but the root never disappeared.

"It's just that... no one dared admit it."

Gwendolyn's fist tightened.

"Why didn't they dare?"

Ice Seal looked at her. Bitterness filled his eyes.

"Palace Mistress, don't you know? The Tribunal has a rule. Any cultivator who exposes the aura of the Ice God Bloodline is seized on the spot and sent to the mine as a slave."

"The men dig ore. The women wash clothes and cook. The children do whatever dirty work they're given.

"They don't treat people of the Frost Deity Branch like people at all. They use them like cattle and horses."

His voice shook.

"Three hundred years ago, there was a young man in town named Gareth. His bloodline concentration was high. He awakened the Frost God's power.

"He thought that made him somebody, so he ran to the Tribunal to demand an explanation."

"In the end... they took him. Sent him to the mine and made him a slave. His parents went to find him, and they were taken too.

"The three of them never came back."

The room went silent.

All the color drained from Gwendolyn's face. Her fingers trembled.

A faint icy blue radiance flickered in and out of her palm.

"The Tribunal... what gives them the right?"

Her voice came out so low it was almost impossible to hear, but every word seemed forced out through clenched teeth.

"The Frost Deity Branch is part of the celestials, too. What gives them the right to treat us like this?"

Ice Seal let out a bitter laugh.

"Palace Mistress, you're right. The Frost Deity Branch is part of the celestials. But the celestials have dozens of branches. Some stand high. Some stand low. Some are noble. Some are cheap.

"The Frost Deity Branch... is the lowest of them all. The lowliest."

"The other celestials admit we're part of the celestials, but only so they can treat us like servants.

"In their eyes, we don't deserve to be called celestials. We only deserve to be called ice thralls."

"Ice thralls," Gwendolyn repeated the two words, and her voice cut like winter wind.

"That's right. Ice thralls."

Ice Seal's voice stayed low.

"There are still quite a few cultivators from the Frost Deity Branch in the Tribunal's mine. Their bloodline aura was exposed, and they were seized and turned into slaves."

"Some of them have already been working there for thousands of years. Some were taken only recently.

"Their soul and senses are locked down by soul-shackles. They can't escape. They can't resist. Day after day, all they can do is dig ore, work, and wait to die."

Gwendolyn rose to her feet.

"Where are they?"

Ice Seal looked at her. "Palace Mistress, what are you going to do?"

"Save them." Gwendolyn's voice was so even that it made the room go still. "My clansmen are not cattle to be worked into the ground."

Right then, Jared's consciousness field churned without warning.

Aldric's remnant soul had awakened.

"Animals! Animals!"

His voice crashed through Jared's consciousness field like thunder. "The descendants of my Frost Deity Branch are being used like cattle? The Tribunal? The celestials?"

"A pack of things that forgot their ancestors! If my Frost Deity Branch hadn't stood guard over the seal back then, the Celestial Alliance would've collapsed long ago! What right do they have..."

His voice kept rising.

Icy blue radiance flashed wildly through Jared's consciousness field, and the entire space trembled.

Jared thought his head was about to split open.

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