"Here, you should eat too. You've been keeping watch here and haven't eaten anything, have you?" Zhao Ming said. Looking at Shui Bing'er's lovely face, he fed a piece of pastry to her lips.
"Okay." Shui Bing'er nodded, gently biting the pastry with her lips and elegantly eating it in small bites, every bit the refined lady.
"Senior Zhao Ming, your Martial Soul should be fire-attributed, right?" Shui Bing'er had heard rumors about Zhao Ming back when she was at the academy. She knew how powerful his Martial Soul was, and she also knew it was fire-attributed—Ultimate Fire, at that.
But what was a fire-attributed soul master doing in the Extreme North?
Could he also be here to obtain a Soul Ring?
Ice and fire were two extreme attributes. If an ice-type Soul Ring were attached to a fire-attributed Martial Soul, the two mutually opposing energies would collide, and serious problems would undoubtedly arise. Over the long years of human history and the many years of development in the soul master profession, some soul masters had naturally tried attaching Soul Rings of opposing attributes. Yet even if they did not die immediately, their Martial Souls would deteriorate.
She did not believe Zhao Ming was unaware of such a simple principle.
"My Martial Soul is indeed fire-attributed." Zhao Ming smiled. He knew what Shui Bing'er was puzzled about.
"But why did Senior Zhao Ming come to the Extreme North? Shouldn't you have gone to the Star Dou Forest? Is there something here in the Extreme North that attracted you, Senior?" Shui Bing'er blinked her beautiful eyes curiously.
Everything about Zhao Ming was so extraordinary, deeply drawing her in. She looked forward to his answer, feeling that there might be some secret behind it. And that secret certainly would not be simple.