The Green Snake Old Ancestor's breathtakingly beautiful face, habitually cold and distant, now looked at Su Bai with eyes utterly different from before.
The faint prejudice she had once held toward Su Bai had, after she and her dear friend were safely rescued from certain doom and their injuries stabilized, been replaced by recognition and gratitude deeply hidden in her eyes.
Although White Snake had awakened, and the impact upon her Primordial Spirit from the Deep Blue World had fully healed under the treatment of the Dream-Sinking Cold Crystal, her aura remained exceedingly wan. Her face was far paler than Green Snake's, and an inescapable weakness lingered between her brows.
That was an old injury caused by the backlash of cultivating a secret art. It had not improved alongside the healing of her Primordial Spirit's wounds; instead, once her mind relaxed, it became all the clearer.
Su Bai took in this sight and understood.
Since embarking on the path of cultivation, he did not consider himself a good man. Half good, half bad, perhaps—but he knew how to invest at the right time.
With a calm expression, he waved his hand again. A Dream-Sinking Cold Crystal slowly drifted before White Snake, quietly hovering there.
"Senior White Snake, I am giving this Dream-Sinking Cold Crystal to you. The pure dream-cold power contained within should play a crucial role in repairing the root of your old injury."
Su Bai's voice was gentle.
White Snake's beautiful eyes, once somewhat dimmed by weakness, suddenly lit up with a gleam of irrepressible delight upon seeing the Dream-Sinking Cold Crystal so close at hand.
The damage to her foundation caused by cultivating the secret art had lingered for countless years, tormenting her unbearably. Ordinary pills and treasures had rarely shown any effect, while this Dream-Sinking Cold