"Should this servant prepare the things needed for dual cultivation?"
The old woman glanced at Mu Beiqiong before speaking.
"Mm, go."
Mu Beiqiong nodded.
His goal was to use Leng Qingshuang's Ice Sacred Dragon physique to break through to the Great Emperor Realm, so he naturally had to make thorough preparations.
If he could not squeeze every last drop of Leng Qingshuang's yin energy dry, it would be an insult to the price they had paid.
To capture Leng Qingshuang, five Great Emperors of the same level from their clan had died.
If Leng Qingshuang had not finally exhausted her strength, they would never have been able to injure her.
Without exaggeration, this was also the first time he had seen such a terrifying Fifth Level Great Emperor Realm expert.
But now, this woman was about to belong entirely to him.
The thought of pressing such a peerless woman beneath him made his blood stir uncontrollably.
That feeling simply could not be described in words.
"Yes, Young Clan Leader."
After answering, the old woman silently withdrew.
For a moment, Mu Beiqiong was the only one left outside the secret chamber.
Mu Beiqiong took a deep breath, then pushed open the chamber door.
The woman inside raised her head at once.
Who else could this woman be but Leng Qingshuang?
She was imprisoned upon the bed by sealing chains, barely able to lift her head.
A faint pallor still lingered on her face, but her entire aura had calmed.
Just as the old woman had said, she had fully recovered.
She merely still looked somewhat sickly because she was imprisoned.
Yet that appearance added a touch of pitiful beauty to her peerlessly exquisite face.
That was why Mu Beiqiong had fallen for Leng Qingshuang at first sight.
No man could remain