The night was deep. Within the Extreme North of the Ice Spirit Continent, a magnificent bedchamber carved from ten-thousand-year mystic ice was as warm as spring.
A faintly sensual atmosphere permeated the chamber. On the broad ice-jade bed, Snow Empress's petite and delicate body lay limply atop soft snow-marten fur. Her silver hair, like freshly fallen snow, was spread around her, making her bare back appear even fairer and more crystalline, as though sculpted from ice and jade.
A flush of passion still lingered on her cool, lovely face. Her ice-blue eyes were half-open, carrying the laziness and faint exhaustion that followed their intimacy.
Mo Lin's powerful body still covered her from behind, his chin lightly resting in the hollow of her smooth shoulder. One large hand wandered restlessly over her slender waist and nearly flat back, savoring the cool, silky texture beneath his palm.
"Teacher Xue'er..." Mo Lin whispered hoarsely by her ear, his voice carrying a note of satisfied rasp. "You can tell me now, right? Over these four years, what interesting news did you all learn in the Great Thousand World? For example... those so-called top factions?"
Snow Empress gave a soft snort, seemingly embarrassed and annoyed by the title "teacher," yet her body sank even more softly into the bedding. With her eyes closed, her cool voice carried a post-intimacy softness as she slowly said, "The Great Thousand World is vast and boundless, its factions intricately intertwined. At the highest level, apart from the super factions that dominate their respective regions, such as the Sword Domain, the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs, and the Great Thousand Palace, the ones most worthy of attention are those ancient clans with long inheritances..."
"Ancient clans?" Mo Lin became interested, his fingers gently tracing the curve of her back. "Tell