The night was deep. Shen Hanyu leaned against an ancient tree nearby, calmly watching Ye Lingling absorb her Soul Ring.
Within his Spiritual Inner World, Tian Meng and the others were diligently remodeling the environment.
Part of the once endless green prairie had been covered in ice and snow, and all kinds of palace complexes rose from the ground. Upon the throne at the very top, Tian Meng lay comfortably beneath the sun, enjoying a sunbath. His crystalline body seemed to have become somewhat fuller.
With a crisp crack, before Tian Meng could react, a jade-green scorpion pincer sent him flying. He let out a scream before crashing heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"You damned Tian Meng! I've never seen such a lazy Ice Silkworm! Everyone else is busy, but you ran off to slack around. You even dared to covet Xue'er's seat. You're just begging for a beating..."
The Ice Empress slowly transformed into human form, flexed her wrist, then looked at Tian Meng and said with a cold sneer.
Tian Meng crawled out of the ruins, coughed twice, and put on the expression of a dead pig unafraid of boiling water. He immediately plastered himself against the Ice Empress.
"Hehe, Bing Bing, wasn't I practically exhausted to death? I only came over to rest for a while. How could I possibly be slacking off? For an Ice Silkworm as wise and mighty as me, that's absolutely impossible..."
The Ice Empress snorted, then looked at Tian Meng clinging to her and said,
"Do you like turning into this form just so I can beat you? You can clearly take human form, yet you insist on looking like this every day. You really need to be taught a lesson..."
Tian Meng chuckled, utterly unconcerned by