Winter snow is pure white, yet so cold; everything is desolate, the world is tinged with sadness, and life seems to freeze in that moment.

The heavy snow fell like a rain of knives, covering the world in a silvery white blanket and adding a touch of coldness to the mortal realm.

A snowfall cannot erase the indifference of winter.

A biting, icy wind howled past.

A dilapidated temple stood alone. The cold wind howled through the broken doors and windows, making a mournful sound.

A tiny flame flickered in the cold wind, seemingly on the verge of going out at any moment.

A figure appeared in the flames; it was an old woman with white hair.

They sat down around the fire, using the warmth to dispel the chill.

Deng Deng Deng!

At that moment, footsteps sounded outside the temple gate, which was then pushed open.

A young man in white walked in, accompanied by a beautiful little girl.

"The wind and snow outside are too heavy. I didn't know there were people inside. Please forgive me."

The young man in white seemed unaware that there were other people inside and greeted them politely.

"It's alright, the snow outside is quite heavy, come over here and warm yourself by the fire."

The old woman greeted us warmly.

"I'm sorry to bother you."

The young man in white did not refuse and immediately sat down beside the girl in his hand.

"Young man, where are you from, and what brings you here?"

The old woman asked.

"I was on my way to Ningyuan Town, which is not far away, but I had to take shelter from the heavy snow along the way."

The young man in white smiled slightly.

"I've heard that a lot of people have died in Ningyuan Town recently, supposedly because they were all eaten by demons. How dare you go there?"

The old woman whispered.

"Where are there any demons?"

The young man in white smiled.

Just as the old woman was about to say something more, seeing that he didn't believe her, the temple door was pushed open again.

A delicate figure appeared in the three people's field of vision.

The woman was about thirty years old, with a beautiful face and a curvaceous figure.

His simple clothes were soaked by the snow, but a hint of spring could be vaguely seen through them.

Two enormous things on its chest bounced up and down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know there were people inside."

The woman was startled by the three people inside.

"It's alright, girl. We're all just sheltering from the snow. Come on over."

The old woman smiled kindly.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you."

The woman said in a sweet voice.

He then sat down directly next to the young man in white.

The woman's wet hair and her beautiful face exuded an indescribable charm. Even though she only politely curved the corners of her mouth, it was full of unique feminine allure.

The woman wrung out her damp clothes, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped them, her beautiful eyes occasionally stealing glances at Shen Shuchou.

Outside, the wind was biting cold, but inside the temple, everything was peaceful and harmonious.

The old woman did not speak to Shen Shuchou again, but sat quietly.

He had only a pair of cloudy eyes, secretly observing and seemingly lost in thought.

Time passed slowly like this.

At that moment, a delicate fragrance wafted into Shen Shuchou's nostrils.

The wet woman suddenly appeared beside the young man in white, her moist hair gently brushing against his body.

The young man in white looked up in confusion.

From this angle, one can see a glimpse of alluring spring colors, with the silk bodice clinging only to snow-white skin.

Seemingly realizing she had been too presumptuous, two blushes appeared on the woman's face.

"I'm sorry, young master, I just wanted to see what you were carrying on your back."

The woman's voice was soft and alluring.

As soon as the woman finished speaking, she saw the young girl next to the white-clad youth looking at her with hostility.

The woman, however, didn't seem to mind and moved even closer to him.

This post showcases her ample bosom, exuding an air of ambiguity.

"I'm carrying a sword."

The young man in white smiled slightly.

The young man in white was none other than Shen Shuchou, and the little girl beside him was Hu Baibai.

Three years have passed since I first met Hu Baibai.

"Young master, could you please take a look at me?"

The woman's eyes were alluring, and her red lips spoke seductively.

"My sword is meant to draw blood."

Shen Shuchou looked over with a smile.

"Young master, you're so annoying. Why did you scare people like that?"

The woman gently touched her chest, her eyes reproachful, a look that was incredibly alluring.

"Does the young master think the sword is more attractive, or am I?"

The woman's delicate body pressed gently against Shen Shuchou's arm, and a soft, boneless hand slid over Shen Shuchou's body.

Soon, that serpentine little hand gradually swam to Shen Shuchou's abdomen, just as it was about to go a step further.

Shen Shuchou grasped that hand and said calmly, "I think my sword is more beautiful."

"Young master is annoying."

The woman said in a sweet voice.

But the woman's expression changed drastically the next moment.

Suddenly, the sword box behind Shen Shuchou opened, and a long sword floated into the air.

"You are actually a cultivator."

The woman screamed.

A sense of impending death instantly enveloped the woman.

Feeling the terrifying pressure, the woman turned to flee, but was pierced by a dazzling sword light in the next moment.

Its soft body suddenly exploded, and a jet-black snake body fell to the ground.

"Unfortunately, it's just a Spirit Realm demon beast."

Shen Shuchou shook his head.

The old woman standing nearby was stunned by the sudden bloody scene.

"I almost forgot about you."

Shen Shuchou turned his head and gave him a smile.

The old woman's face instantly turned cold, and she was filled with immense fear.

Seeing that her identity had been exposed, the old woman's figure instantly darted towards the window, but Shen Shuchou's sword was even faster.

In an instant, he transformed into a blur, slicing the fleeing old woman in half at the waist.

A raccoon carcass, broken in two, fell to the ground.

Shen Shuchou was sent to Ningyuan Town on behalf of the town mayor to deal with the monsters there.

In this life, the system did not provide Shen Shuchou with any silver, so he had to take on demon-slaying missions to support Hu Baibai.

Fox Bai Bai is only four or five years old now and has not yet truly begun his cultivation journey.

Having dealt with the two demons, Shen Shuchou immediately prepared to leave with Hu Baibai.

Fox White turned her small body away, her delicate face full of unhappiness.

"Alright, let's go."

Shen Shuchou chuckled, wondering what was wrong with the little guy this time.

"Why did you let that woman touch you, Master?"

Fox White pouted her little mouth and said in a cute but fierce way.

Shen Shuchou rubbed his forehead and said, "I told her not to call me master anymore. I was just trying to put her at ease."

In fact, Shen Shuchou had already seen through the two demonic beasts at the Spirit Realm level; what he had just done was merely a whim.

"Then my master will hold me."

Fox White stretched out her hands and hummed softly.

Shen Shuchou smiled helplessly and immediately hugged the little fox, Bai Bai, into his arms.

"Awoo."

The next moment, Hu Baibai opened her little mouth and bit Shen Shuchou's shoulder, seemingly venting her dissatisfaction.

Shen Shuchou didn't care; since it didn't hurt him, he let her bite him.

Shen Shuchou carried Hu Baibai, who was carrying a heavy sword case on his back, out of the temple and walked further and further away in the swirling snow.

"Master, could you please not let other women touch you in the future?"

Fox White said softly in the wind and snow.

"good!"

Shen Shuchou responded softly.

"Master, only I can touch you."

Fox Bai Bai buried her head in Shen Shu Chou's arms and said softly.

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