Snow Empress nodded gently.
She looked at Su Chen again. A trace of resolve flickered in her ice-blue eyes—a calm and steadfastness forged through a hundred thousand years of vicissitudes, after seeing through life and death, honor and disgrace.
"Human, I can offer myself as a sacrifice and become your Second Martial Soul."
Her voice was as cool as a spring, yet every word was clear.
"But you must sign the Ice God Contract with me."
Su Chen raised an eyebrow slightly. "What is the Ice God Contract?" His tone held a hint of curiosity, not suspicion. He simply had never heard of such a thing.
Snow Empress spoke coolly, with an innate pride in her voice. "I am the daughter of the Ice God, and half of the Ice God's blood flows through me. The Ice God Contract is an oath left behind by ancient gods. It can bind your vows. If you break your promise, the contract will automatically turn against you. Not even a god will be able to save you."
She paused, then met Su Chen's gaze with her ice-blue eyes, as if she wanted to see right through him.
"First, you must treat Bing'er well. If possible, I hope she can come with you too."
At those words, Ice Empress froze.
Her jade-green eyes widened at once, filled with shock, panic, and a trace of... gratitude she would rather die than admit to feeling.
"Snow Empress, I..." Ice Empress opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but her throat felt as if it had been sealed in ice. Not a single word came out.
Snow Empress did not look at her. She continued, "Second, I want to retain my complete intelligence and memories."
Her tone was calm, but deep in those ice-blue eyes lay a