Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Ice and Snow Maiden, Calls Snow Empress "Mom"

There was no fluctuation of soul power, nor any sound of air being torn apart; it happened almost instantly, and even time seemed to be frozen at that moment.

The Snow Empress's flawless figure had already traversed hundreds of meters and appeared out of thin air beside Xue Bingchen.

That stunningly beautiful face, which had always been calm and serene, exuding extreme coldness and indifference, was now filled with undisguised panic and tension.

Xue Di tightly embraced Xue Bingchen, who was about to fall onto the ice rock.

The movements were so gentle, as if they were handling the most fragile and priceless treasure in the world.

Her slender, white hands, as white as mutton fat jade, trembled slightly as she touched Xue Bingchen's burning forehead.

"Chen'er, what's wrong? Don't scare your mother!"

Xue Di's voice was no longer that ethereal and melodious coldness, but instead carried a faint, almost imperceptible tremor.

At the same time, an extremely pure, gentle, and non-aggressive primordial ice soul power emerged.

Following the Snow Emperor's palm, it quickly flowed into Xue Bingchen's body like a spring breeze and gentle rain.

They carefully and meticulously examined his body's meridians and internal organs, inch by inch, afraid of missing any potential problems.

Hyotei, standing nearby, was also terrified.

Her bright green eyes were filled with anxiety. She transformed into a green light and rushed to Xue Di's side in an instant, clutching her twin ponytails tightly with both hands, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"What happened? What happened?! He was perfectly fine just now! Was the bowl of ancient polar snow lotus soup I gave him just now too potent? That's impossible! I spent seven days and seven nights brewing it, removing all the harmful elements that Chen'er shouldn't absorb!"

Hyotei muttered incoherently as she leaned close to Xue Bingchen with concern and loudly inquired:

"Little Ice Dust, what's wrong? Is it a stomachache or tightness in your chest? Tell Aunt Ice Emperor quickly!"

However, faced with Hyotei's anxious questioning, Xue Bingchen simply kept her eyes tightly closed, her brows furrowed in pain, her small hands clutching her head tightly, letting out faint cries of pain.

Xue Di's investigation had been completed three times, but the results filled her beautiful ice-blue eyes with deep doubt and even greater worry.

Absolutely no problems were found!

Xue Bingchen's meridians showed no signs of damage; on the contrary, they became even more resilient and expansive due to a strange resonance from watching the Ice and Snow Maiden Dance.

His blood and energy were abundant, and his internal organs were full of vitality. Apart from his heart beating a little too fast and his body temperature rising slightly, his small body, which had been nurtured by countless rare and precious herbs in the far north for three years, was simply as healthy as could be.

"No poisoning, no internal injuries, meridians intact, not even a trace of chaotic energy fluctuations..."

Xue Di bit her lower lip tightly, her beautiful face full of confusion:

"But why is Chen'er in so much pain?"

Seeing Xue Di's helpless expression, Bing Di became completely desperate.

She stomped her foot, and the incredibly hard, millennia-old black ice rock beneath her feet instantly cracked open with countless terrifying fissures. A violent, extremely cold killing intent erupted from her petite body.

"No! We can't just wait like this! Our physiques as soul beasts are ultimately different from humans. Perhaps he has some strange disease that only humans can get, and we can't detect it!"

A ruthless and resolute glint flashed in Hyotei's emerald eyes. She abruptly turned her head, looking towards the distant human world on the outskirts of the far north, and said through gritted teeth:

"Snow Empress, you stay here and watch over Little Ice Dust. I'm off to the human territory! I've heard that the human world has these so-called 'Healing Soul Masters' who specialize in healing people. I'm going to capture a Healing Soul Master at the highest level, a Title Douluo! If they can't heal Little Ice Dust, I'll freeze them all into ice sculptures, crush them into ice shards, and bury them with Little Ice Dust!!"

After saying that, the Ice Emperor's body shone with a bright green light, and there was a faint tendency for the huge Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion to appear. It looked like it was about to tear through space and rush into the human world to wreak havoc.

"Hyotei Auntie... please, please don't go..."

Just as Hyotei was about to go berserk, a small hand, though trembling, was unusually firm and suddenly reached out from Yuki-tei's arms, grabbing Hyotei's cold little hand.

Feeling the faint strength coming from her hand, Ice Emperor shuddered, immediately dispelling the terrifying fluctuations of soul power around her. She abruptly squatted down, tightly grasping Xue Bingchen's small hand in return, her voice tinged with a sob: "Little Bingchen, you're awake? How are you feeling? Does it hurt a lot?"

Xue Bingchen struggled to open her eyes in Xue Di's warm and soft embrace.

Although the fusion of memories from his past life brought him a severe headache, fortunately, he had lived two lives, and this body had been transformed into something exceptionally powerful by the treasure of the far north, so the dizziness was rapidly subsiding.

He looked at the Ice Emperor, whose eyes were red with anxiety and who was even preparing to kidnap a Title Douluo from the human world, and then looked up at the Snow Emperor, whose eyes were full of doting and who was so nervous that she was holding her breath. An indescribable feeling of emotion and warmth welled up in his heart.

Even though he was just a human being, and even though he and they were not related, these two rulers of the far north, who stood at the very top of the Douluo Continent pyramid, truly loved him as their own flesh and blood.

Xue Bingchen took a deep breath, forced a weak but bright smile, and reassured her in a childish voice, "Aunt Bingdi, don't be impulsive, I'm really fine. I'm not sick, and I'm not injured anywhere."

"Then why did you suddenly clutch your head and fall down? And why is your face so red?" Hyotei clearly didn't believe him and stared at him with a suspicious look.

Xue Bingchen scratched his soft white hair, his eyes darting around. After a long pause, he muttered in a very strange tone:

"I...I just feel...after watching Mom dance, it's like a lot of new things suddenly appeared in my head, like...like my brain is growing..."

"Did it get a brain?!"

Upon hearing this word, which was full of modern internet vibes and slightly self-deprecating, Hyotei was stunned for a moment, her beautiful emerald eyes filled with great confusion.

In the simple and direct cognitive system of soul beasts, there is no such adjective.

Hyotei's brain raced as he tried to understand the literal meaning of the sentence.

Suddenly, as if recalling something extremely terrifying, Hyotei gasped, jumped up as if electrocuted, pointed at Xue Bingchen's head, and exclaimed in shock:

"Could it be...could it be the legendary secondary development?! Or is it a mutation of the martial soul that caused the physical deformity?!"

"But you haven't even awakened your martial spirit yet!"