Inside the quiet chamber in the Small Tower Space.
Ye Xuan slowly exhaled a breath of foul qi, and the silver-violet lightning arcs flowing around his body gradually sank back into him.
Deep within his Sea of Qi, the silver-violet lightning representing the eighth Imperial Lightning was several times thicker and more solid than before. Though it had yet to fully take shape, the outline of a dragon was already faintly visible, with pressure contained within it.
He lowered his head and looked into his arms.
Ji Youxuan's long frost-colored lashes trembled slightly before she slowly opened her eyes.
When she first awoke, a trace of haziness still lingered in those ice-soul-like eyes, as though veiled by a thin mist. She stared blankly at the male face only inches away. It took several breaths before her pupils gradually focused.
Then.
She suddenly realized something.
She was stark naked, held tightly in the arms of an unfamiliar man!
The warm sensation where their skin touched made all the blood in her body seem to freeze in that instant!
"You... dare?!"
The furious shout burst from her lips. Ji Youxuan instinctively tried to circulate the Frost Silent Imperial Blood within her body and strike Ye Xuan in the face!
But the movement sent a tearing pain through her lower body. She let out a muffled groan, and the palm force she had gathered halfway suddenly collapsed.
"You... what did you do to me?!"
Her voice trembled, and her icy eyes were filled with disbelief, humiliation, fury, and killing intent.
"Miss Youxuan, listen to my explanation!"
Ye Xuan had not expected her to awaken so quickly and hurriedly spoke up.
"An explanation?!"
Ji Youxuan gave a bitter laugh, her eyes filled with despair and derision.
"How else can you explain it?! You filthy