After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

"Master, please calm down! This disciple... this disciple was simply overwhelmed by the beauty of that sword intent, and couldn't help himself..."

"Uncontrollably?" The Valley Master of Flying Snow trembled with rage. "Do you know that once the object of visualization is imprinted in one's Dao foundation, it is difficult to change?"

"From now on, your path of cultivation will be restricted by it, and it may even... it may even lead to inappropriate emotional entanglements!"

She grew angrier with each word, and with a flick of her sleeve, a cold wind arose, swirling up a flurry of snowflakes: "From this day forward, you will go to the Ice Cave to meditate for three years and erase that sword intent imprint! Within three years, you are not to step out of the cave!"

Fairy Qing Shuang collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face, but dared not object, and could only choke out, "Disciple... obeys."

As the Valley Master of Flying Snow watched her being taken away by the disciples, he felt no relief whatsoever.

……

Meanwhile, in the deepest part of the far north.

The ancestral home of the Ding family was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers.

Bright red silk ribbons hung all over the pavilions and towers, and festive lanterns stretched from the mountain gate all the way to the main hall.

The servants bustled about, each with a smile on their face.

On such a joyous occasion as their wedding, the rewards were hundreds or even thousands of spirit stones! How could they not give it their all?

And in the heart of this festive ocean.

Inside that embroidered pavilion belonging to the direct descendants, the atmosphere was as cold as ice.

Ding Wan sat in front of the dressing table, her face reflected in the bronze mirror as one of breathtaking beauty.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn water, her skin like snow, and her lips like a dot of cinnabar.

With such beauty, anyone who sees her would have to praise her. She truly deserves to be called the most beautiful and outstanding female sword immortal in the Northern Continent.

But those eyes, which should have been bright and sparkling, were now devoid of any light, only a deathly stillness.

She was wearing her wedding dress for tomorrow's big wedding. It was one of the betrothal gifts sent by the Divine Mechanism Sect. It was woven from the silk of ten-thousand-year-old fire silkworms and embroidered with nine hundred and ninety-nine golden phoenixes, each feather of which was lifelike.

It is said that this wedding dress alone is worth as much as the entire fortune of a small sect.

But Ding Wan only felt that it was heavy, so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

Outside the door, a young maidservant asked cautiously:

"Sister Wan'er, the old lady wants you to try on the phoenix coronet..."

"Put it outside," Ding Wan said calmly.

The maid dared not say anything more, put down her things, and hurriedly left.

Ding Wan slowly got up and walked to the window.

Outside the window lies the Ding family's sprawling mansion, with its pavilions, towers, and flying eaves, showcasing the profound heritage of this premier family in the Northern Continent.

Outside the magnificent palace perched atop the snow-capped mountain lies ice that has never melted in millennia.

Snowflakes were white and dancing in the air.

She drew her fingers into a sword and, in a secluded corner of the snow-capped mountain, where no one could see her, used her sword energy to carve a mural.

That was on the nameless peak, when Xu Ze, holding the Qingyun Sword, carefully carved a giant rock into a human figure according to his own requirements.

His expression was both serious and comical.

But that was the only image in her mind right now.

"call."

Ding Wan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and withdrew the wisp of sword energy back into her dantian.

When he opened his eyes again, they were filled with a deathly stillness.

She sat back down at her dressing table, picked up the phoenix crown adorned with pearls, and slowly put it on her head.

In the bronze mirror, a stunningly beautiful woman wears a bright red wedding dress and a nine-phoenix pearl crown, her beauty breathtaking.

Yet it was also so cold, like a lifeless jade sculpture.

Chapter 102 The Eighth Day of the Ninth Lunar Month

The first rays of dawn appear.

Donghua City was shrouded in a thin layer of pale golden mist.

Xu Ze stood in front of the mansion gate, dressed in a blue robe with a long sword at his waist. His eyes and brows were less gentle than usual, and more solemn.

"Master, where are you going?"

Bai Yuxi wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, hanging on his back like a koala. "Why can't you take me with you?"

As a nine-tailed fox, she could clearly sense the emotional fluctuations of the young man before her.

That was something she had never experienced before.

Xu Ze turned around, gently "removed" the girl from his body, and rubbed her fluffy fox ears:

"Be good, stay at the sect or at home while I'm away these next few days."

“But…” Bai Yuxi tilted her head up, her amber eyes glistening with tears, “You promised that you would take me with you wherever you went.”

“This time is different.” Xu Ze softened his tone, his fingertips brushing away the stray hairs on her forehead. “You should form your Nascent Soul in the next few days and go into seclusion. When I come back, I hope to see that you have already reached the Nascent Soul stage.”

He's going to the far north this time, and I estimate he'll at least have to go toe-to-toe with some old guys at the Void Refinement stage.

Bringing Bai Yuxi or Mu Qinghe along would actually become a hindrance.

"But I'll miss you..." The little fox buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled.

Xu Ze smiled slightly and said gently:

"Then I promise you, I'll be back soon."

“Okay~ Master, you have to keep your word.” Bai Yuxi became lively upon hearing the promise.

She believed what the other person said.

aside.

Mu Qinghe could only watch this scene silently, her small hands clenching her sleeves tightly.

From childhood to adulthood, she was always the center of attention, the high and mighty Ninth Princess.

But for some reason, after she ran away, she found that everything had changed. Not only did no one treat her specially because of her princess status, but Bai Yuxi also bullied her at every turn...

Even wanting to say a few more words to Xu Ze requires watching this vixen's expression!

hateful.

Wait for me to form my Nascent Soul first!

"Brother..." At this moment, the little girl watched Xu Ze about to leave. She opened her mouth, but in the end, she only gently tugged at Xu Ze's sleeve and whispered:

Be careful on the road.

"Yes, you two should get along well."

Xu Ze said no more, turned around, and took a step forward.

His figure transformed into a streak of light and vanished in an instant into the northern horizon.

A moment of silence fell over the courtyard of the mansion.

The look of fragility and pitifulness on Bai Yuxi's face vanished instantly.

She turned around, squinting at the little girl beside her, her nine fox tails swaying slowly behind her, carrying a scrutinizing air.

"Hey," she walked up to Mu Qinghe, leaned closer, "do you know what the master is up to?"

During this time, she had been sleeping in the Fox Clan's secret realm, digesting the inheritance, and was unaware of the major events that had recently occurred in Beiju Luzhou.

But Xu Ze's expression just now, that subtle resoluteness, made her uneasy.

Mu Qinghe raised her small face, a sly glint in her eyes.

There's finally something Bai Yuxi doesn't know!

"Why should I tell you?" The little girl raised her chin, deliberately drawing out her words. "Don't some people call themselves the 'official wife'? How come they don't even know what their master is going to do?"

Bai Yuxi raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you've gotten quite bold?"

"No, not at all." Mu Qinghe blinked and gave an innocent smile. "I just think that some people are full of bad intentions and only know how to pester my brother all day long, so it's better not to tell you."

"Full of bad intentions?" Bai Yuxi suddenly laughed, her smile so alluring it was chilling.

She leaned close to Mu Qinghe's ear, lowered her voice, and whispered in a sound only the two of them could hear, "My belly is full of..."

Mu Qinghe: "..."

Upon hearing this, the little girl's face flushed bright red, from her ears all the way down to her neck.

She stared wide-eyed, pointing at Bai Yuxi and stammering "you you you" for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence.

What kind of indecent language is this!

She was completely dumbfounded.

Bai Yuxi straightened up, looking at the other person's ashamed and indignant appearance with satisfaction, "Even if you don't say it, I can guess some of it."

"His destination this time must be the 'Ding Family Female Sword Immortal' that the cultivators in the city are talking about, right?"

beside.

Mu Qinghe pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Hey," she said, then asked with some surprise, "aren't you jealous?"

You know, this vixen is usually quite stingy.

"Of course I'll eat, why wouldn't I?" Bai Yuxi admitted frankly, but her eyes held a sense of relief. "But what's the use of being jealous? Am I supposed to stop him and let him hold a grudge for the rest of his life?"

"My love for my master has never been a shackle."

She reached out and pinched Mu Qinghe's cheek: "Little girl, read more books in your spare time."

"You don't understand adult matters."

After speaking, Bai Yuxi turned and walked towards the quiet room, her fox tail drawing a graceful arc in the air.