Hearing Captain Liu's call, Zhang Chen did not make any special demands and followed the main group into the crowd. Yet as he looked at the village before him, an indescribable expression appeared in his eyes. He could not tell whether he ought to laugh or cry. He could only sigh at how marvelous fate was.
Why was that?
Because the village before them was the very village where Zhang Chen had once lived, the place where he had nearly been drained dry by the Fox Spirit at the very start.
"Now that spiritual energy has revived between heaven and earth, I should be able to summon Fox Immortal NanNan, right?" Zhang Chen thought, his gaze sweeping over the outline of the village in the distant night. Unfortunately, everything was a vast expanse of white amid the heavy snow. Even he could not make it out clearly.
At that moment, the men and women in the crowd were mixed together. Zhang Chen spotted the young lady, Bai Ziling. She had wrapped herself into a ball and stood trembling among the crowd. Even with the cotton-padded clothes she had prepared in advance, she still could not withstand the biting north wind.
Zhang Chen threaded through the crowd and came to Bai Ziling's side. Looking at the frost covering her face, he reached into her pocket and took hold of her hand. In the next instant, a scorching current entered Bai Ziling's body, stirring her blood, rousing the yang energy throughout her body, and pouring the mana he had cultivated into her bit by bit.
"Zhang Chen..." Bai Ziling was startled by his action. Then she felt the warm current within her body dispel the chill, and her eyes widened as she stared at him in disbelief.
"Shh." Zhang Chen made a