Master, Could You Rest First?

In the Far North, atop an ice cliff.

The wind and snow howled across the icy plains as they did for millennia, swallowing all sounds of the world into the boundless white expanse.

The Snow Empress and the Ice Empress stood side by side on the edge of the cliff. The two rulers of the Far North were silent at the same time, staring at the Chat Group Light Screen in front of them.

Lin Qingmo's revelation about the future just now felt like an icicle piercing their hearts.

"The Soul Beast of the Star Dou Great Forest are kept in enclosures by humans, like livestock."

"The Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North Sacrifice either dead or Sacrifice."

"The Far North has been transformed from a forbidden zone for humans into a place where human Soul Master can freely set foot."

Ice Empress's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his long, ice-blue hair whipped wildly in the wind, and his face was filled with astonishment and anger. "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"The Star Dou Great Forest is home to Di Tian, Bi Ji, Xiong Jun, and the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North —how could humans possibly keep us captive?"

"They have to pay a heavy price just to get into the Core Circle!"

"..."

Snow Empress did not look at her.

Those pure, icy eyes remained fixed on the Light Screen.

After a long silence, he finally spoke in a very soft voice.

"Bing'er, do you remember what we discussed last time?"

Ice Empress was stunned for a moment. "What?"

"Humans will become stronger and stronger."

The Snow Empress's voice was calm to the point of being cold. "They have Divine Position to inherit, God Trial to participate in, and paths to godhood."

"As for us Soul Beast, no matter how many years we cultivate, no matter how powerful we become, we can never become gods."

"These are the rules of this world, written from the very beginning."

She turned to look at Ice Empress, her eyes showing no anger, only a clear-headed understanding of fate.

"What Lin Qingmo said wasn't a prophecy, but a deduction, the inevitable result after pushing this rule to its limit."

"Humans will become stronger, and the living space for Soul Beast will become smaller."

"The Star Dou Great Forest will be enclosed by high walls, the Far North will be trodden upon, and we—"

She didn't finish speaking, but Ice Empress naturally understood.

"I'm not reconciled."

Ice Empress gritted his teeth, forcing out the words through clenched teeth.

"We've cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, why should we end up like this?"

"Why can humans become gods, but we can't?"

Snow Empress remained silent for a moment.

"Therefore, our hope does not lie in the Far North."

Her gaze returned to the Chat Group's Light Screen: "Our hope lies in the Chat Group, in Lin Qingmo's hands."

Ice Empress suddenly turned to look at her.

"That guy? He's never even seen us before, why would he help us?"

"Have no idea."

Snow Empress shook her head. "But he knows the future, and he's willing to say it."

"This in itself is a signal. He must have guessed our identities, but he didn't say it out loud, nor did he treat us as enemies that must be eliminated, but rather as objects that could be used for communication."

She paused, her tone carrying a hint of expectation that she herself didn't even realize.

"Bing'er, do you remember what he said last time? About another possibility regarding Soul Beast."

He said that not all Soul Beast have to be enemies of humans.

"So I guess he knows something we don't, something that can change the fate of Soul Beast."

Ice Empress fell silent.

The wind and snow swept across the icy cliff, causing the clothes of the two figures to flutter wildly.

After a long silence, Ice Empress finally spoke again, "Then let's watch and see if this human is trustworthy."

His tone was much gentler than before, but it still carried a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.

Yunlan Hotel.

Lin Qingmo had just closed the Chat Group.

I was just about to adjust my sleeping position while my Master was still asleep.

Just then, there was a sudden movement in my arms.

Bibi Dong woke up.

The moment she opened her eyes, her deep purple pupils were clear, unlike those of someone who had just woken up.

Before Lin Qingmo could even say, "Sister Eastern Emperor, you're awake," she felt a lightness on her body.

Bibi Dong flipped over and pinned him down.

Her long black hair slid down her shoulders and draped over his chest, like a deep purple curtain enveloping him.

She placed her hands on either side of his ears, leaning slightly forward.

That stunningly beautiful face bore an expression Lin Qingmo had never seen before.

It wasn't the nervousness of confessing my feelings, nor the tenderness of our time together.

Rather, it was an expression of near bewilderment, a desire to grasp something but not knowing what to grasp.

"A-Qing."

"Sister Eastern Emperor?"

Lin Qingmo was caught off guard by her sudden action.

No, Master, didn't you just say you were tired?

How can its recovery speed be faster than the Blue Silver Tree of Life and Destruction and Death?

Bibi Dong stared into his eyes.

"My mind is in turmoil right now." The voice was soft, but each word seemed to be pulled out one by one from some emotion that had been suppressed for a long time.

It's because Lin Qingmo said too much in the Chat Group just now.

The future of the Spirit Hall, the future of Qian Renxue, and... her own future.

"I try not to think about anything, but my mind just won't stop."

She lowered her head slightly, her long, deep purple hair falling beside Lin Qingmo's face, carrying a faint floral fragrance.

Her fingertips gently traced Lin Qingmo's collarbone, the movement tender yet carrying an uncontrollable tremor.

"So, A-Qing."

She raised her head again, her eyes filled with a naked, undisguised desire.

"Can we continue? Can I stop thinking?"

Sensing the vulnerability and desire surging in those Purple Eyes, Lin Qingmo felt a sharp pang of tenderness in her heart.

So even my Master has moments like this.

Although I don't know what happened.

"Sure."

Lin Qingmo raised his hand and gently brushed the stray hairs behind her ear, a gentle yet helpless smile on his lips.

A drop of water in need deserves a spring in return.

"Sister Eastern Emperor has been so kind to me, what is this small repayment?"

Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then a smile curved her lips.

That was the most beautiful smile Lin Qingmo had seen during those two days of madness.

"Then this time, your teacher will not resist."

This time, Bibi Dong truly did not resist.

From beginning to end, she allowed Lin Qingmo to take the lead in everything.

I would only whisper his name at certain moments.

Then she closed her eyes, like a small boat that had completely laid down its oars in a storm, letting the waves take her wherever they wanted.

The next day, early morning.

Bibi Dong stood at the gate of Heaven Dou City, wearing the black robe that covered her from head to toe, and put the mask back on her face.

Her posture remained as upright as a pine tree, and her eyes remained as cold as ice.

She was completely different from the woman who had previously been as greedy and predatory as a spider.

Only the redness at the corners of her eyes hadn't completely faded, like some kind of evidence that couldn't be hidden.

"Your master is leaving."

Her voice returned to its usual cool and aloof tone.

"I will handle the matters concerning the Four Clans as soon as possible."

"I will do my best to release the Bai He of the Speed Clan."

"Yes, thank you for your trouble Sister Eastern Emperor."

Lin Qingmo stood inside the city gate, the sunlight shining obliquely on him, making his slightly tired face even more obvious.

Bibi Dong glanced at him, a barely perceptible tenderness flashing in her eyes.

Then he turned around, his black cloak billowing in a clean arc in the morning breeze, and disappeared into the crowd outside the city gate in a few steps.