Snow Girl

The silver-haired, purple-eyed beauty looked at the black-haired boy with pale golden eyes.

"Brother, is it today?"

"Mm. I calculated it based on experience. It should be today."

Su Xuan looked at the snow-white egg before him. It was adorned with pristine snowflake patterns, radiating waves of cold air and carrying a mysterious rhythm.

"It will probably hatch today."

Looking at this egg, for which who knew how much had been sacrificed, Su Xuan was filled with emotion.

Over the past few days, Su Xuan had taken so much medicine that he was nearly sick of it. He had used his own body as a furnace to transform the potent medicinal effects of those Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures into blood elixirs that were gentler and easier to absorb. With his dual bloodlines, Su Xuan's blood was undoubtedly a rare tonic.

For Cat Nanbei and Snow Girl, these gentler blood elixirs were even more suitable.

Su Xuan looked tenderly at the egg before him. It could practically be considered his descendant; nearly a third of the blood in its body was his.

Crack.

The snow-white eggshell shattered.

A delicate little girl walked out from within. She had long white hair that gave her an ethereal air, and her fair, smooth skin seemed tender enough to drip water when pinched. Her little face was slightly chubby, carrying the baby fat unique to infants.

The little Snow Girl's white eyelashes fluttered. When she first opened her eyes, her sky-blue eyes immediately fell upon Su Xuan. A sense of closeness from their bloodline made her instinctively draw near to the boy. She spread open her arms and walked toward Su Xuan with an innocent smile. Her meaning was obvious—Brother, hug me.

Su Xuan's heart nearly melted. So adorable, so cute! Was this the destructive power of an adorable child?

Su Xuan quickly stepped forward, his face full of bliss, and hugged the adorable Snow Girl before lifting her up.

"Wow, little cutie, up you go!"

Apparently finding it fun, the little Snow Girl giggled, waving her tiny limbs as she expressed her excitement.

Beside them, Gu Yuena's eyes lit up. "Mmm, Brother, let me hold her."

Naturally, Su Xuan would not refuse Gu Yuena's request. He immediately placed the little Snow Girl in her arms.

Gu Yuena looked at the little Snow Girl in her embrace and felt her maternal instincts overflowing. Her heart was about to melt. She was too adorable—this was cheating.

As for the little Snow Girl, she was not shy around strangers at all. Instead, she happily began playing with Gu Yuena.

Su Xuan stood quietly to one side, feeling deeply content. Mm, I've decided. From now on, I'll have daughters! A reinforced platoon of daughters! They're practically angels on earth.

There were two most important cities within the Balak Kingdom. One was Barak City, the capital where King Kundera of Barak resided. It was the political and economic center of the entire Balak Kingdom. The other was Suotuo City, located in the heart of the Lima Plain, the most fertile region within the Balak Kingdom, and known as the granary of Barak.

Both cities were heavily garrisoned and were of utmost importance to the entire kingdom.

Suotuo City was a major city, as could be seen from the fact that its Spirit Hall was configured as a third-tier Spirit Main Hall.

It was just past noon, and the blazing sun hung high in the sky. A young boy arrived at the city. He looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, stood around 1.7 meters tall, and wore a neat set of light-blue fitted clothes. A belt inlaid with twenty-four jade stones was wrapped around his waist. His shoulder-length black hair barely reached his shoulders. His appearance was not particularly handsome, and his temperament was somewhat cold.

It was Tang San, whom Su Xuan had not seen for six years. During those six years, Su Xuan had never paid attention to the boy, and Tang San had never come looking for Su Xuan. Naturally, the two had no further dealings with each other. No matter how gifted a genius was, they were not worth mentioning before they had grown.

Now, Tang San stared ahead with a complicated look in his eyes.

Her silky black hair was simply tied into a ponytail. She was tall, around 1.7 meters, and wore a pink shirt that tightly hugged her developing figure. If her chest was not yet full enough, then her slender waist, narrow enough to be grasped in one hand, would make countless women jealous.

Her long, taut legs were wrapped in white trousers, displaying perfect golden proportions. Though she looked young and her face still retained some childishness, her round, pert little buttocks already possessed a certain charm.

Her curved brows seemed naturally shaped, and her large, watery eyes paired with her slightly round, delicate little face made her not only beautiful but also somewhat lively and charming. The word "cute" seemed tailor-made for her.

Tang San stared fixedly at Xiao Wu. Even after six years apart, he recognized this girl who loved wearing pink at a glance.

"Xiao Wu."

Xiao Wu stopped and looked at the boy in blue with complicated eyes. If, if not for that accident, she should have spent six years together with this boy. But now, time could not be turned back.

"Xiao Wu, why are you here?"

Xiao Wu turned her head away. "Little San, there has long been no relationship between us."

Tang San chased after her, sorrow on his face. "I've never blamed you. Over these past six years, I thought of you every night."

Tang San tried to take Xiao Wu's hand, but Xiao Wu deftly avoided him.

"Little San, I was only a two-month passerby in your life. Why bother?"

Tang San said nothing more and fell silent. That's right. Why? Why had this girl, whom I had only known for two months, continued to haunt my thoughts and fill my days and nights with longing?

Yet Tang San still felt such pain, unbearable pain in his heart. Xiao Wu's words were like knives, stabbing deep into his heart.

"Little San, let's try not to contact each other in the future."

Tang San nodded despondently. As though he had lost his soul, he left in a sorry state.

Zhu Zhuqing looked calmly at the three people before her: one man and two women. The two girls were dressed flamboyantly and looked around seventeen or eighteen years old. They were tall and slender, but the most astonishing thing was that their faces were exactly identical. They were actually twins.

The man was around 1.8 meters tall and did not appear old. He even looked somewhat younger than the two girls behind him. He had broad shoulders and a handsome face with a hint of resolute strength. His long golden hair fell loose down his back, reaching nearly to his waist. His hair was not curly, but hung straight and smooth.

What drew the most attention were his eyes. They were a pair of wicked, unusual eyes, and both pupils were actually double pupils. Within those deep-blue eyes, his gaze was cold—a coldness that came from the depths of his heart. Sinister light flickered through his half-lidded eyes, as though a single glance from him could make one feel as if their body were being sliced by blades.

With such an exceptionally handsome face paired with those eyes, a man like him would become the center of attention wherever he went.

The three chatted and laughed as they gradually entered the pink hotel. Even Zhu Zhuqing understood perfectly well what such a hotel was for.

Zhu Zhuqing turned and left.

This was her fiancé?

Disgusting.