Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

"It's not that I don't want to." Wang Xuan gently shook his head, his gaze falling on her beautiful and noble features, and said softly, "Palace Master is noble and radiant, of course I admire you, but isn't the Mysterious Maiden Technique you cultivate supposed to prevent you from losing your virginity?"

Wang Xuan was not being pretentious.

To say that he wasn't attracted to Leng Bingxin's body would be a lie.

However, Leng Bingxin had cultivated the Xuan Nu Gong for many years, and her cultivation was hard-won. He was really unwilling to destroy it so easily.

Unless... she insists...

"Of course not, we're just having our wedding ceremony." Leng Bingxin's cheeks flushed slightly, her voice soft. "The rest... will have to wait until after we suppress the Blood Demon."

As the head of the Xuan Nu Palace, she bears the heavy responsibility of suppressing the Blood Demon and inheriting her sect. Even if she wants to stay with Wang Xuan forever, it must be after she has completed her sect's mission. She will never put aside the greater good for personal feelings.

A mischievous glint flashed in Wang Xuan's eyes as he deliberately asked with a wicked grin, "What else?"

Leng Bingxin raised her eyes, glanced at him indifferently, her expression revealing a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

Wang Xuan couldn't hide her smugness at all, so she had to forcefully suppress the upturned corners of her mouth, restrain her playfulness, and said seriously, "Palace Master, may I come in? There's something I'd like to tell you privately."

"Um."

Leng Bingxin had long wanted to stop Wang Xuan from constantly flying around.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xuan leaped into the sedan chair and sat down next to Leng Bingxin.

Over time, he had come to realize that the Palace Master was a person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Speaking of being cold on the outside but warm on the inside, he couldn't help but think of another very similar phrase.

With a flick of her fingertips, Leng Bingxin conjured a spell, and a pale blue ice barrier instantly enveloped the entire celestial palanquin, isolating it from all sounds.

"Go ahead and say it."

"Palace Master, I think you know that I can't stay in the Xuan Nu Palace for long, so after the wedding ceremony..."

Wang Xuan spoke softly and slowly, pausing appropriately at this point.

With her cold and insightful mind, she would surely understand what he was about to say.

"Um."

Leng Bingxin responded faintly, and Wang Xuan keenly caught a hint of sadness in her expression.

Wang Xuan held her slightly cool hand and pressed it to his heart, solemnly saying, "I, Wang Xuan, swear that I will never let down the Palace Master in this life."

Leng Bingxin nodded first, then gently shook her head: "I don't want you to be called Wang Xuan."

Wang Xuan was taken aback: "Then what's my name?"

"Your name is Wang Xiaoxuan."

Wang Xiaoxuan...

This name sounds a bit strange.

But looking at her shy and gentle appearance, Wang Xuan couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart.

He chuckled softly, "Actually, that was a joke. Nobody calls me that. My mother-in-law just calls me Xiaoxuan."

Leng Bingxin called out softly, "Wang Xiaoxuan."

"Hmm?" Wang Xuan said helplessly, "Does this really sound good? It doesn't sound as good as my husband's."

"It's alright. 'Husband' is what we call each other after marriage."

Leng Bingxin rarely smiled, her lips curving into a gentle smile, her features exquisitely beautiful and captivating.

Wang Xuan's heart fluttered, and he longed to taste the fragrance of those small lips.

He slowly lowered his head, leaned closer, and gradually closed his eyes.

Leng Bingxin did not flinch, but tilted her fair neck slightly and obediently met his breath.

Their lips touched, but it was just a light peck, a fleeting taste.

Even without any verbal sparring, Leng Bingxin's lips were still glistening with moisture, her fair face was flushed, and even her delicate earlobes were burning hot.

Wang Xuan took out a jade hairpin from his personal grotto, raised his hand, and carefully inserted it into her dark hair.

Leng Bingxin's fingertips brushed against the jade hairpin in her hair, a slight joy welling up in her heart.

After a long journey, Wang Xuan recounted many fascinating stories from his past life, which Leng Bingxin listened to with great interest and fascination.

They were finally about to arrive at the Xuan Nu Palace.

Wang Xuan suddenly spoke up: "Palace Master, I need to leave for a few days."

Leng Bingxin frowned slightly, puzzled: "You've changed your mind?"

"No, if I didn't like you, why would I have wanted to go to Tianshan Gate, and why would I have followed you to Xuan Nu Palace?" Wang Xuan looked at Leng Bingxin seriously, his tone extremely earnest. "But since I'm going to marry you, I should at least have a decent betrothal gift."

He had done almost nothing for Leng Bingxin, and he didn't want their marriage to be simple and insincere.

He wanted to do something.

"That's not important."

"It's important." Wang Xuan said with a hint of stubbornness, "To be honest, I've always felt indebted to you, and I can't handle this matter carelessly."

"I don't care about these things, and you don't need to care either."

Leng Bingxin's voice was cold and clear, but her words were full of tenderness and warmth.

In her heart, Wang Xuan had always been the destined person her master spoke of.

"I want to give it a try. If I really can't find a suitable treasure, I won't keep you waiting too long."

Wang Xuan couldn't guarantee that this trip would be fruitful.

He didn't want to make any empty promises; the only thing he could guarantee was that he would do his best.

"Then come back as soon as possible."

"Mm." Wang Xuan responded softly, then leaped out of the sedan chair and sped off into the distance.

Seeing this, Leng Huazhi, who was waiting outside the sedan chair, couldn't help but step forward and ask softly, "Palace Master, what's wrong with him...?"

Leng Bingxin raised her hand to stroke the newly inserted emerald green jade hairpin in her hair, a slight smile playing on her lips, and softly instructed, "Let's return to the Xuan Nu Palace to prepare for the wedding."

"Yes."

……

Wang Xuan headed north.

Leng Bingxin cultivates the Xuan Nu Gong (Mysterious Maiden Technique), and to find the best spiritual medicine suitable for her cultivation, she naturally has to go to the extremely cold snowy region.

In his memory, those snow-capped mountains were home to many medicinal herbs.

Tian Shan snow lotus, ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus root, and even the fairy fruit of Penglai from the snow mountain witch.

He wasn't sure if the Penglai Immortal Fruit had been eaten by Ninth Sister, that greedy little fox, but the first two were definitely still there.

These top-grade elixirs can grant eternal youth and greatly enhance one's cultivation.

The jade pendant given by the Queen Mother of the West should be able to generate a response.

Of course, besides what he knew, there might be other medicinal herbs growing in those places. If he could obtain even one of them, the trip would be worthwhile.

As Wang Xuan flew north, he passed a snow-capped mountain that had never melted for millennia. Suddenly, the jade pendant in his bosom emitted a faint glow, guiding him in a certain direction.

Wang Xuan descended, concealing his magical power, and like an ordinary person, walked step by step towards the direction he sensed.

He only wanted to come quietly and leave quietly.

They didn't want to disturb the guardians of these treasures in the mountains.

As Wang Xuan walked through the snow, he finally arrived at a dilapidated little temple in the mountains.

He strode closer, surveyed the surroundings, and soon discovered a white jade altar under the offering table.

He instantly understood.

This should contain the ancient snow lotus root.

In the TV series "The Living Buddha Ji Gong", Gao Feng was being chased by robbers. He lied and said that he had hidden all his money in a dilapidated temple. When he returned there and searched around, he unexpectedly found this white jade altar.

The two robbers wanted to kill him to vent their anger, but even in his desperate situation, Gao Feng did not forget to protect the white jade jar he had found.

This immediately won the Snow Woman's favor.

She later not only reappeared, killed the robbers, and let Gao Feng go, but also went down the mountain under the alias Yu Linglong, married Gao Feng, and had a daughter.

Wang Xuan thought to himself, these female immortals, demons, and ghosts really don't hesitate at all when they meet someone they're attracted to.

This snow woman is really strange.

Instead of keeping such an important item safe, it was placed openly under the altar in the dilapidated temple.

It's like waiting for someone destined to take it away.

Wang Xuan boldly guessed that the Snow Woman must be a woman who lacked love.

He shook off these chaotic thoughts and had just stepped out of the temple when he saw a figure blocking his way.