"I'm only eighteen... How can you even say that?"
Ying Huanhuan's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, nearly inaudible.
Her little face was flushed red, like a bright apple, utterly adorable.
"You're already eighteen... You're not that young anymore."
It would have been fine if she had not said anything, but once she did, Lu Yunxiao became even more excited.
She was already eighteen.
It was fine.
She was already a grown woman.
"You... You're always thinking about such things. You're awful."
Ying Huanhuan bashfully punched Lu Yunxiao, looking utterly shy.
Yet Lu Yunxiao did not see even the slightest trace of disgust or resistance on her face.
There was only simple shyness.
"This is perfectly normal. Besides, I don't want to leave any regrets from this trip to the Sky Profound Continent."
As he spoke, Lu Yunxiao leaned in and directly sealed Ying Huanhuan's lips.
Then, he wrapped an arm around Ying Huanhuan's waist, lifted her up, and vanished from the edge of the perilous cliff.
The Dao Sect's most beautiful ice lotus was finally completely plucked by Lu Yunxiao.
The next day!
Three days had now passed.
It was time for Lu Yunxiao and the others to depart.
The entire Dao Sect had gathered in the plaza. On the mountaintop, a group of figures had already appeared.
Lu Yunxiao stood with his hands behind his back, with Yun Yun, Zi Yan, Ling Qingzhu, and Ying Huanhuan at his side.
Today, Ying Huanhuan had tied up her long hair. The last trace of girlish innocence had faded from her, replaced by the charm of a mature woman.
This ice lotus had also been touched by the dust of the mortal world.
Yet this did not diminish her beauty in the slightest. Instead, it made her even