Within the ruined Spirit Land, tiger roars, giggles, and startled cries rang out without end as clumps of snowballs flew back and forth.
After Lu Ye stuffed a snowball down the back of Yiyi's neck, the situation went completely out of control.
For Lu Ye, having a snowball fight on a snowy day was something from the deepest reaches of memory. Fortunately, his skills had not grown rusty. Especially now that he was a Cloud River Realm cultivator, his physical quality was far beyond that of ordinary people. As Spiritual Power surged, he raised his hand and drew it in, and a snowball appeared in his grasp.
Snowballs of every size flew through the air, booming until the four directions hummed.
Amber and Yiyi had a meeting of minds and cooperated seamlessly—one responsible for blocking Lu Ye's attacks, the other responsible for counterattacking—turning this battle into a lively, heated affair.
It lasted until Amber found the right chance, knocked Lu Ye to the ground, and then a snowball as huge as a water vat descended from the sky wrapped in a violent gale, burying both man and tiger inside.
Yiyi jumped high into the air and cheered excitedly, "We won!"
The piled snow shifted, and a majestic tiger head poked out from within, shaking off the snow covering its body.
Yiyi walked forward and looked down from above at Lu Ye, who was lying flat on his back, then grinned and said, "I won!"
Lu Ye was buried in the snow, only his face showing. He quietly watched the goose-feather snow drifting down from the sky, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Suddenly, he sprang up, crouched halfway, and raised his hand to grip his saber hilt. Clearly visible hot breath slowly left his mouth, and the falling snow melted