The Snow Empress said no more. She channeled her pure soul power into Lin Mo's body, carefully helping repair his damaged meridians.
Zi Ling used her blood essence as a catalyst to nourish his body at the same time, stabilizing his condition little by little.
Only through the Snow Empress and Zi Ling's combined efforts did Lin Mo's condition begin to improve.
Of course, his actual condition was better than it appeared.
Lin Mo was playing a game of winning hearts, not throwing his life away to put on a brave face.
To gain something, one always had to give something in return.
Wind and snow swirled outside, yet neither could intrude upon this place in the slightest.
The Snow Empress's presence made the surrounding wind and snow give way.
"Was it worth doing this?" The Snow Empress lowered her eyes to Lin Mo in her arms and asked softly.
Only now did she truly see his actual cultivation.
Four-Ring Soul Ancestor.
With only that level of cultivation, he had nevertheless put his body between the Ice Empress and the heavenly tribulation today. He must have drawn upon his divine origin to forcibly withstand the lightning tribulation.
A mortal body could not nourish a divine soul at all. Such an act must have greatly depleted his origin, and there was no way to replenish the divine soul power he had lost.
The price he had paid to help the Ice Empress survive her tribulation was beyond measure.
"I told you, I won't let that sacrifice happen again in this lifetime." Lin Mo's face was pale, but he was perfectly calm.
A measured performance was enough.
At a time like this, either forcing composure or feigning deep affection would diminish the effect.
"I believe you," the Snow Empress said softly.
Zi