The Heavenly Spirit Fetus

"Dongfang Bing, what nonsense are you spouting? I—I have nothing to do with that shameless lecher." Dongfang Fu was usually as cold as ice, and was distant toward most people, save for Wan Yan and the Heavenly Demon, whom she treated with particular warmth. But now, her cheeks were faintly flushed as she chided her in a low voice. Even so, Dongfang Fu was still rather cold toward Lei Dong. After all, it wasn't enough that the rascal had gotten involved with her dear friend—he'd even charmed her own master. Though she later learned that what had happened between him and her master was an unfortunate misunderstanding, and had taken place before he and Wan Yan married, it wasn't so easy to simply let it go.

"Big sister, why are you blushing?" The Ice Phoenix called Dongfang Bing had a lively, carefree nature, and giggled merrily. "You even accepted his Magic Concubine Armor. Who doesn't know what you're thinking? And the moment you saw him in danger, you couldn't wait to leap in and protect him. It'd be strange if you didn't have something to hide."

"You—you're absolutely infuriating! I—I only did that because only our Profound Ice can counter Extreme Yang True Fire." With Dongfang Bing exposing her little thoughts so brazenly, Dongfang Fu was so mortified she wanted the ground to swallow her whole.

"All right, little Bingbing, stop teasing your sister. You know how easily she gets embarrassed." Ding Wanyan covered her mouth, laughing, then flew forward and took Dongfang Fu by the arm. "Little sister, we've been together since childhood, as close as sisters. To be honest, I'd have felt sorry to see you marry someone else. Since you like Lei Dong, why not just do him the favor? We're sisters—why not follow the example of