Transformed!

But the moment the box opened, the Cold Poison within Lin Qingxue's body seemed to have met its natural enemy.

It trembled uncontrollably, shrinking into a ball.

Just one whiff of the pill's fragrance, and she felt the bone-piercing chill that had plagued her for three years

dissipate by more than half.

"It's real... it's really real..."

Lin Qingxue covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

Over the years, the Lin Family had found her many pills, but none had ever given her such an immediate effect.

This was definitely a divine pill!

"Hurry, eat it!"

Zhang Chen urged, his eyes full of encouragement.

Lin Qingxue reached out with trembling hands and picked up the pill.

She looked at the pill, then at Zhang Chen, his face covered in dust and filled with eager anticipation.

At this moment, a thousand words caught in her throat, unable to be spoken.

She tilted her head back and swallowed the pill.

Boom--!

This time, it was neither piercing cold nor scorching fire.

Lin Qingxue felt as if she had swallowed a warm, gentle sun.

That soft yet vast medicinal power instantly enveloped all the meridians in her body.

The Cold Poison, which had clung to her bones like a parasite, melted and dissolved before this power like snow meeting boiling water.

But strangely, the Cold Poison didn't disappear. Instead, it was transformed by the medicinal power into an extremely pure ice-attributed spiritual energy, docilely merging into her dantian.

Not only that, she could feel her once somewhat withered spiritual root undergoing earth-shattering changes.

Before, although her spiritual root was a Mutated Ice Spiritual Root, there had always been a shadow of gloom hanging over it.

Now, that shadow was completely swept away. The spiritual root became crystal clear, pure and flawless.

A powerful constitution known as the "Extreme Yin Ice Spirit Body" was truly awakening!

Crackle, crackle.

A crisp sound of bones popping came from within her body.

In the span of just one incense stick's time, Lin Qingxue's aura began to climb steadily.

Qi Refining Fifth Layer... Sixth Layer... Seventh Layer...

It surged all the way to the threshold of the Foundation Establishment Realm before slowly coming to a halt.

This wasn't because the medicinal power had been exhausted, but because that vast force had gone dormant, waiting for her to slowly refine and master it.

Lin Qingxue slowly opened her eyes.

Now, her skin was fairer than snow, her eyes sparkled like stars, and her former sickly pallor was completely gone.

Her entire being radiated a cold, noble aura, like a Fairy descending from the Moon Palace.

She lowered her head, looking at her crystal-clear hands, feeling the surging power within her body.

It was healed. It was truly all healed.

Not only healed...

She felt her aptitude was now several times stronger than it had been three years ago!

"Husband..."

Lin Qingxue whirled around to look at Zhang Chen, who stood nearby smiling at her.

Unable to hold back her emotions any longer, she let out a choked sob and threw herself into Zhang Chen's arms.

"Wah... thank you... thank you..."

She hugged this man tightly, using all her strength, as if she wanted to melt herself into his body.

If it weren't for him, she would still be waiting to die under the cold stares of the Lin Family.

If it weren't for him, how could she have been reborn?

This debt of gratitude, this love, had already surpassed life and death.

Zhang Chen smiled and stroked her hair, feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, his heart full of accomplishment.

The half-month of acting had been worth it!

"There, there, you're a Great Cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Realm now, why are you still crying?"

Zhang Chen teased her.

Lin Qingxue lifted her head from his embrace, her tear-streaked, peerlessly beautiful face blooming with a smile that could outshine all flowers.

It was the joy of rebirth, and love held back nothing.

She rose on her tiptoes and kissed Zhang Chen on the lips.

A long while later...

Lin Qingxue's face was as red as a ripe apple, her eyes shimmering with watery light, carrying a hint of shyness.

But more than that, it was a bold invitation.

She leaned close to Zhang Chen's ear, her breath like orchid fragrance, her voice so soft it could melt bones:

"Husband... my illness is cured."

"How about... we give Father and Mother a grandson?"

Zhang Chen gazed at the ultimate seductress before him, breathing in the faint fragrance wafting from her, and felt a surge of hot blood rush straight to his head.

He swept Lin Qingxue up horizontally in his arms.

"One isn't enough."

"Since you're cured, let's make up for the half-month we missed, with interest!"

For the next month, the servants and guards of the Zhang Family Courtyard lived fairly peaceful days, but the gossip among them spread like wildfire.

Ever since the bed in the Young Master's bridal chamber collapsed that night, the side courtyard where Zhang Chen lived had become almost a Forbidden Ground. Apart from the maids who delivered meals and water at set times, no one else was allowed near. It was common for the door not to open until the sun was high in the sky, and occasionally it stayed shut all day, with only faint ripples of spiritual energy seeping from within.

Regarding this "shameless" lifestyle, not a single clan member raised any objection; instead, they all wore understanding and gratified smiles.

"The Young Master is exhausting himself to expand the family line."

"Exactly. Didn't you hear the commotion that night? The Young Master's physique is truly robust."