Unrivaled Palace.
Cold Pool Grotto-Heaven.
"Palace Mistress Bai, there's—"
Xiang Yuan stepped onto the cold pool with delight written across his face. Just as he was about to share the good news that Jambu Gate had opened a new world, he saw Bai Wuyan's jade features frosted over, her eyes carved with icy chill, keeping all others a thousand miles away.
Xiang Yuan's eye twitched. Xiang Yuan knew that expression all too well. Whenever Palace Mistress Bai showed such a face, someone was bound to be in for terrible luck.
If he had guessed correctly, that someone was him.
Sure enough, the crackling of freezing ice rang out without end. Looking down, he saw frost creeping up from his ankles, already freezing his human meridians.
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His dual cultivation with Sword Venerable Su Ran must have struck a sore spot with the rich lady, bringing this targeted treatment down on him.
She was jealous!
How could that be? What was he even thinking? Better wash up and sleep—anything was possible in dreams.
What Xiang Yuan lacked least was self-awareness. After spending so much time together, he had gained some understanding of Bai Wuyan and knew the rich lady's temperament well.
Palace Mistress Bai possessed cultivation in the Upper Three Realms and had successfully passed tribulation, though her exact realm was unknown. She was the reincarnation of the Queen Mother of the West; whether in her past life or this one, she had every right to be arrogantly disdainful of all beneath her notice.
At first, he, Xiang somebody, had managed to eat this bowl of soft rice because of the extraordinary medicinal power in his body—the rich lady thought he was worth cultivating. Later, it was because he looked exactly like King Mu