Inside the ice hut.
Cheng Han performed a Deduction. After confirming that the Sticky Ghosts were not currently conducting "video surveillance," he began using True Flame Power without restraint.
Snap!
He snapped his fingers.
A few sparks drifted down and landed on the ground.
A large patch of snow evaporated out of thin air, revealing a broad slab of gray rock beneath, roughly the size of a single bed.
He had chosen to build the ice hut here precisely because he thought this rock could serve as a bed.
But the rock's surface was uneven and had to be worked over. Otherwise, it would be uncomfortable even to sit on, let alone lie down and sleep.
Whoosh!
Cheng Han raised his right hand slightly, and a bright strand of Blazing Flame Silk shot forth.
He glanced at the rock and made a whipping motion with his hand.
The fiery whip struck the rock across its middle and swept past in a flash.
The Blazing Flame Silk immediately scattered into a mass of light specks, illuminating every detail within the ice hut and making it look like a dreamlike little house.
He reached out and made a grasping motion, removing the excess rock.
Capturing Dragon Stance! A flat stone bed took shape.
Cheng Han inspected it and nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad! A roof over my head and a bed to sleep in. Life isn't too bad!"
The Nine Yuan Martial Skill also had a method of turning force into a blade to cut through rock, but it was far slower than Blazing Flame Silk.
Even if the watchers saw the bed, they would not find it too difficult to understand. At most, they would think that he had excessively high standards for quality of life, enough to put in so