Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

Xue Di regained her aloof and ethereal appearance, and she and Yue Qingge walked side by side to the bedside.

Looking down at Bibi Dong, whose breathing was even, he lightly touched her forehead with his finger, and his icy blue soul power probed into her brow like a thread.

Yue Qingge was not idle.

His gaze fell on the soft couch, next to Bibi Dong, where a few drops of crimson blood plum blossoms stained the plain white sheets.

He gathered his soul power at his fingertips and carefully cut off the blood-stained pieces of cloth.

He then put the cut-off pieces of cloth into his storage ring and secretly glanced at Xue Di.

She didn't look up at him; her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down to her waist, and her fingertips remained touching Bibi Dong's forehead.

He was focused and didn't notice the subtle movements happening around him.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief and went to Xue Di's side.

"How about it?

Xue Di withdrew her finger, turned around, and a hint of emotion flickered in her icy lake-like eyes:

"She truly deserves the title of Golden Mermaid's Tear; she has recovered remarkably well. However, she seems exhausted and still lacks some vital essence."

China.

As she spoke, she glanced up at Yue Qingge, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment, her expression suggestive.

"Ahem." Yue Qingge looked away. "I think I can add something... Let me think what."

His mind raced, and he quickly came up with a target: the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

That ridiculously lazy thing is brimming with life energy; let's just kill it and take its soul ring and soul bone.

"System, how do I locate the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm?"

"[Are you stupid?!]" The golden phantom jumped up in his mind, hands on hips, pointing and gesturing at him.

[The entire far north is yours; just sense it!]

In an instant, Yue Qingge realized the need to sever the connection and released her spiritual power.

At first, it was just a small, vague perception, but soon, the soul power in the air seemed to be drawn by an invisible hand, causing his perception to spread in all directions.

The entire far north unfolded in his mind like a scroll painting, with every inch of land clearly visible.

He sensed it very quickly.

Deep underground, a slumbering ancient ice marrow emits a faint glow in the darkness.

It is well known that he would appear in every cave and try to sleep.

He opened his eyes and looked intently at Xue Di.

"Xue'er, come out with me."

Xue Di looked into his bright eyes, didn't ask any more questions, and nodded.

She waved her hand, creating an ice shield around Bibi Dong and sealing off the entire Ice God Palace.

After the two left the inner hall, Riya and Hyotei were talking.

Liya sat on an ice bench, her newborn legs together and slightly turned to one side, her toes not yet used to the cold ground, curling up from time to time.

She rested her hands on her sides, her long, dark hair falling over her shoulders, and tilted her head to listen to Hyotei speak.

Hyotei leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, his long turquoise hair casually draped over his shoulders. The sharpness in his vertical pupils had lessened, and he revealed a rare hint of languor.

Yue Qingge stepped forward and didn't beat around the bush: "Ice Emperor, if you possess the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow, can you withstand a four-hundred-thousand-year lightning tribulation?"

Hyotei's vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and his entire body tensed up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Of course! But those things are rare treasures of heaven and earth; they're not so easy to find—"

Without thinking, she blurted out, her voice carrying an impatient tone that seemed to say, "Isn't that obvious?"

If she had really encountered something like that, she would have broken through long ago. Why would she be here cautiously enduring this?

"I can give it to you," but you need to agree to one condition. Are you willing?

Hyotei paused.

She stared at him, her golden-green vertical pupils like two sharp knives, trying to cut him open from the inside out.

What is this human up to? How could he possibly possess something like the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow? And even if he did, why would he give it to her?

But his eyes were perfectly calm, revealing no flaw whatsoever.

After a moment, she suddenly smiled. The smile came so unexpectedly that it softened the sharpness on her face, even revealing two shallow dimples.

"As long as it doesn't go against my own interests, I'll agree to it."

Her voice brightened slightly, tinged with curiosity, "Tell me, what do you need me to do for you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that Yue Qingge's gaze had fallen on a place that shouldn't have.

Hyotei always went barefoot, her soul power constantly enveloping her small feet, keeping them out of the cold of the snow and ice, and she never let them touch the ground.

Always fly at a low altitude, with your toes just three inches off the ground.

At this moment, Yue Qingge's gaze was fixed on her feet, which were dangling in mid-air.

Her feet were as white as snow, with skin so thin it was almost transparent, and you could clearly see the pale blue veins beneath the snow-white skin.

The ten toes were round and small, with natural light pink nails, like ten carefully crafted Alpenliebe candies, gleaming slightly under the influence of soul power.

The arch of the foot is beautiful, and the ankle is so slender that it can be held in one hand. The whole foot is as exquisite as a work of art.

Hyotei followed his gaze and lowered her head, lifted her leg, looked at her feet from left to right, and looked blankly.

"What do you mean? Just tell me directly."

Yue Qingge suddenly snapped back to reality and forcefully erased the image from her mind.

"Keep it for now. Now, you all come with me to retrieve the Ten Thousand Year Mystic Ice Marrow."

"Okay, I hope you're not lying to me."

Two flames seemed to burn deep within Hyotei's eyes; the 400,000-year lightning tribulation was like a knife hanging over her head.

She dared not act recklessly, spending her time either asleep or lost in thought. If there truly was the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow—

She took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions.

Yue Qingge closed her eyes, sensed again, and quickly determined the location of the first cave.

He pointed in a direction: "Over there. Let's go, Snow Empress."

Xue Di didn't say anything, but walked to his side and naturally took his hand, while also taking Liya with her.

Four figures transformed into streaks of light, rushing towards the center of the far north, towards the towering snow-capped mountains.

Half an hour later.

The four of them landed at the foot of a snow-capped peak, surrounded by steep ice walls, with a cold wind carrying snowflakes through the valley.

Hyotei stared at Yue Qingge, her small face full of doubt, her lips pursed downwards.

"Is there really ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing marrow here?"

Yue Qingge didn't explain, but simply urged, "Just dig downwards."

The Snow Empress and the Ice Empress exchanged a glance and asked no further questions. The Snow Empress conjured an ice blade in her palm, while the Ice Empress unleashed her Ice Empress Claw with a flick of her arms. The two exerted their power simultaneously.

The hard ice was sliced ​​open like tofu in front of them, with shards of ice flying everywhere and the cracking sound echoing across the empty ice field.

Liya stood next to Yue Qingge, her legs still not used to standing.

She subconsciously moved closer to Yue Qingge, her long, dark hair disheveled by the wind, with a few strands clinging to her cheeks.

Yue Qingge noticed her unusual behavior and reached out to pull her into her arms.

For her, his chest was warm, not in a scorching way, but in a comforting warmth.

Liya nestled in his arms and was surprised to find that the wind and snow automatically avoided him when they approached, as if an invisible barrier kept the cold out.

His large hand encircled her waist, his palm pressed against her icy arm, his fingers tightening slightly, enveloping her entirely in his body heat.

Her face was pressed against his chest, and she could hear his heartbeat.

Steady and powerful, pulsating rhythmically.

His fingers traced lightly across her arm, sending a tingling sensation through her clothes.

Her ears turned slightly red, and she looked up at him with her clear, shallow eyes.

"I'm sorry, Qingge, I've troubled you a bit."

Chapter 44 Your mother doesn't want you anymore

Yue Qingge looked down at her and gently pinched her small nose twice with her palm.

He pinched the tip of her nose with his fingertips and shook it gently, a gesture so intimate it was as if he were teasing a cute little kitten.

Don't you understand what your mother meant by making you come with me?

"Huh?" Liya blinked, her little face full of confusion, her brows furrowing slightly as she pondered seriously for a moment.

"I'm not entirely sure either... but Mom must have her own reasons for doing this."

She tilted her head, her long, dark hair slipping from her shoulder and hanging down her side.

Those clear eyes reflected Yue Qingge's face, filled with earnestness and trust.

Like a little animal that trusts its owner, it will not doubt itself no matter where its owner takes it.

Looking at her like this, Yue Qingge felt a pang of tenderness in a corner of her heart.

"Then let me tell you."

He paused, lowered his head, and brought his lips close to her ear, his warm breath escaping between his teeth.

The heat splattered on her fair earlobe, and that small patch of skin slowly blushed in the heat.

"Mom gave you to me as a companion."

His voice was very low, so that only she could hear it. The last syllable rose slightly, carrying a hint of amusement, yet also a touch of seriousness.

Liya was taken aback.

There was no shock, no resistance, no bewilderment in those clear eyes.

It just opened its eyes slightly wider, and then slowly curved into two crescent moons.

"No wonder," she said, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"If it were you..."

She shifted into a more comfortable position in his arms, pressing her cheek against his chest and gently clutching the hem of his shirt with her fingers.

There was no struggle, no disbelief, just a calm acceptance of the fact.

Yue Qingge was somewhat surprised.

He thought he would have to pursue her properly and put in a lot of effort to get her to agree.

It turns out that the seeds of their relationship were sown the moment she agreed to go with him.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her jade-like cheek. His lips touched her skin, then quickly withdrew.

Liya's pupils widened suddenly.

For a moment, her heart skipped a beat, and blood rushed to her cheeks.

But the corners of her mouth were turned up, not in a shy, evasive way.

It's a relaxed and happy laugh:

She looked at Yue Qingge, her crescent-shaped eyes filled with laughter.

"Qingge kissed me," she said softly, with a hint of joy in her voice.

"I haven't even kissed Qingge yet, this isn't fair."

Before she finished speaking, she had already stood on tiptoe.

Her legs were still a little unsteady, and she swayed slightly when she stood on tiptoe. She put one hand on Yue Qingge's chest to steady herself.

Then she tilted her head back and pressed her lips to his cheek.