Lin Xuankong carefully studied the lifelike little ice sculpture of Li Xiaolan for a while, a trace of longing rising in his eyes.
Although his true body was within the Supreme Primordial Realm and could return at any time to his ninth-tier Heavenly Demon Bone Lesser World to meet Li Xiaolan, he had remained in the bronze hall with the Candle Dragon Eldest Princess without taking a single step outside. He did not want that Princess of the Candle Dragon Race to grow suspicious, nor did he want her to learn too much about the trump cards he possessed.
During this time, although Lin Xuankong and his wives were close enough to be within arm's reach, they might as well have been separated by the ends of the earth. He had never seen them, nor had he entered the ninth-tier Heavenly Demon Bone Lesser World even once.
At this moment, as he gazed at the ice sculpture of his young lady Li Xiaolan, formed by his own manipulation of water elements, the longing in Lin Xuankong's heart grew ever heavier. Yet he knew very well that before he possessed sufficient power to protect himself, he would never reveal any of his trump cards before the Candle Dragon Eldest Princess. In other words, aside from completing this mission and bringing back the treasure the Candle Dragon Eldest Princess needed, he would have no further chance to meet his deeply beloved wives.
Thinking of this,
Lin Xuankong could not help extending his right hand and carefully stroking the lifelike ice-sculpted young lady Li Xiaolan.
This ice-sculpted young lady Li Xiaolan, floating in midair, possessed terrifying cold. Even while suspended in the air, the chill it radiated coated the desk before Lin Xuankong with frost, and even froze cracks into the solid wooden