Wanting to Eat Tender Grass

"Huh?"

Ling Luochen heard Huo Yuhao's words and suddenly felt as if she had been struck by a massive, pleasant surprise.

Huo Yuhao, who possessed the Ultimate Ice martial soul, was actually taking the initiative to live with her?

What kind of development was this? Could it be that her junior actually cared about her too?

After all, back in her hometown, she was known as the "Snow Princess."

In an instant, Ling Luochen's thoughts drifted far away; she had nearly decided on the names for their children.

But the next second, she snapped back to reality.

Thinking of the age gap between herself and Huo Yuhao, if she really made a move on him, she would surely be mocked by those fellows in the Inner Court for being an "old cow grazing on tender grass."

Thinking of this, her mood dampened.

Ling Luochen shook her head, driving those unrealistic fantasies out of her mind.

She lifted her head again to look at Huo Yuhao, her tone returning to its usual crisp and efficient manner: "Since that's the case, Yuhao, let's go cultivate together.

I'll take you to experience the Mimicry Cultivation Ground; it's one of the perks for Inner Court students."

Ling Luochen had originally been prepared to rest, but now that Huo Yuhao had arrived, she naturally had to seize this rare opportunity to experience what it felt like to cultivate alongside a soul master of Ultimate Ice.

A so-called Mimicry Cultivation Ground refers to a place that simulates an environment, allowing soul masters to cultivate in a field most suited to their own martial soul attributes.

While this doesn't guarantee twice the result with half the effort, it certainly serves as an excellent aid in increasing cultivation efficiency.

Of course, this type of ordinary Mimicry Cultivation Ground still pales in comparison to the Underground World of the Sea God Pavilion.

Beyond being constructed from a vast array of rare treasures, the Underground World features one hundred and eight rooms tailored to different attributes.

More importantly, it simultaneously channels the effects of the Golden Ancient Tree, allowing students who enter to reach a state of deep meditation.

However, even for Inner Court disciples, there is usually only one chance to enter the Underground World for cultivation.

While ordinary Mimicry Cultivation Grounds aren't quite as miraculous, their ability to assist in accelerating cultivation should not be underestimated.

Ling Luochen led Huo Yuhao into a Mimicry Cultivation Ground specifically prepared for ice-attribute martial souls.

It was just a small compartment with simple furnishings, and two cushions had already been placed on the floor.

In the center of the room sat a cold spring emitting a frigid aura, with wisps of heaven and earth energy carrying a bone-chilling cold overflowing from it, filling the entire room.

As soon as Ling Luochen closed the door, the room plunged into darkness.

Only the cold spring emitted a faint, ghostly blue light, barely dispelling the darkness in the room and illuminating their faces.

In this slightly ambiguous, dim environment, Ling Luochen's fair cheeks couldn't help but flush with a hint of red.

She turned her head slightly to avoid Huo Yuhao's gaze, her voice softer and lower than usual: "Yuhao, you sit on the cushion first."

"Alright."

Huo Yuhao nodded and sat cross-legged on one of the cushions as instructed.

Ling Luochen also sat down in front of Huo Yuhao, assuming a cultivation posture.

"Yuhao, next we will press our palms together, and I will slowly guide the circulation of your soul power..."

As she spoke, she extended her hands.

As their palms touched, their soul power began to flow.

An astonishing chill, far exceeding Ling Luochen's expectations, suddenly erupted from the palms where they made contact.

Visible, ghostly blue light overflowed, rapidly sweeping across the entire cultivation room; the walls, the floor, and even the ceiling were instantly covered in a layer of frost.

One must know that even the cold air emitted by the cold spring earlier had only made the air chilly, far from enough to condense white frost on the walls.

At this moment, the extreme cold rushing toward her made even Ling Luochen unable to stop herself from shivering.

Ling Luochen had originally assumed that since she was a Soul King, it would be logical for her to lead this cultivation session and guide the circulation of Huo Yuhao's soul power.

But the reality was that the moment her soul power made contact with Huo Yuhao's, she completely lost control over her own energy, instead being pulled along by Huo Yuhao's far purer and more domineering ice-attribute energy.

The bone-piercing cold raged within the cultivation room.

The ice-attribute energy flowing endlessly from the cold spring was frantically drawn in by Huo Yuhao's soul power, forming a small, high-speed rotating ice-blue tornado directly above the spring.

After only an hour, Ling Luochen's face suddenly turned deathly pale, and her body began to tremble slightly.

The attribute of Ultimate Ice was simply too domineering; even though her cultivation level far exceeded Huo Yuhao's, she could not withstand this speed of cultivation for long.

"Yuhao, that's enough."

Ling Luochen's voice carried an irrepressible tremor as she spoke.

Hearing this, Huo Yuhao immediately stopped the circulation of his soul power and looked at Ling Luochen before him.

Although the light in the room was dim, Huo Yuhao could still clearly see that Ling Luochen's face was deathly pale, devoid of any blood, as if she were truly covered in a layer of white snow.

Her body swayed, as if she were trying hard to hold herself up, but in the end, she bit her lip and could no longer sustain it; her body went limp, and she collapsed toward Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao hurriedly reached out, steadily catching Ling Luochen's soft, powerless body in his arms and wrapping his hands around her slender waist.

At this moment, the breath escaping Ling Luochen's lips carried tiny ice crystals.

The Ultimate Ice energy transmitted by Huo Yuhao was still far too overbearing for her.

This prolonged cultivation had placed an immense burden on her body.

Yet, she could also feel her Ice-element martial soul beginning to sublimate toward the direction of Ultimate Ice under the baptism of this extreme chill.

Ling Luochen leaned weakly into Huo Yuhao's embrace, a self-deprecating smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"Yuhao, I think I might have been a bit overconfident."

Before they began, she hadn't expected Ultimate Ice to be so domineering.

At the same time, she truly couldn't bear to interrupt that marvelous sensation of their soul power merging, which had caused her to become so immersed that she had unconsciously exceeded the limits of what her body could withstand.

However, even having paid such a price, she felt no regret in her heart.

The results of this short hour of cultivation were likely enough to rival half a month of her usual grueling training.

"Alright, Sister Luochen, don't speak anymore."

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly, gripping her small hand, which was now frighteningly cold.

"I will first help you guide out the excess Ultimate Ice energy accumulated within your body."

As his thoughts stirred, a stream of ice-blue energy flowed out from Ling Luochen's body, swirling between the two of them before finally dissipating into the void.

As that overly domineering chill was gradually drawn out from within her, the color slowly returned to Ling Luochen's bloodless cheeks, and the stiffness in her body began to ease.

Leaning against Huo Yuhao's warm chest, the original coldness in her ice-blue eyes was replaced by a misty, tender glow, making her appear increasingly affectionate.

Huo Yuhao will surely stand at the pinnacle of the entire Douluo Continent in the future, right?

And perhaps I might even be able to touch the threshold of a Super Douluo?

By then, a mere age gap of six or seven years doesn't seem so unacceptable, does it?