After making the exchange, Lu Zhen followed the Void Terminal's guidance all the way downward.
Passing through the Mystic Icefire Vein training ground from last time, he continued deeper underground.
The farther down he went, the purer that aura of clashing ice and fire became.
This was the deepest part of the underground.
Only the overall ranking's first place was qualified to set foot in the "Yin-Yang Extremity."
Within the Extremity training ground.
Leng Qiu stood quietly at the formation eye where yin and yang converged.
Today, she seemed somewhat different.
The dark-red fitted martial outfit she usually wore had been replaced with a martial robe of ice silkworm silk, its material far more form-fitting.
Her long black hair was not casually draped loose, but gathered into an exquisite bun with a lustrous white-jade hairpin, exposing her slender, snow-white neck.
In the air, besides the Ice-Fire Tide, there faintly drifted an extremely subtle cool fragrance.
It was the scent left behind after bathing in the juice of Soul-Concentrating Orchids.
Yet an absurd feeling rose in Leng Qiu's heart.
After the rankings were finalized and she learned that Lu Zhen had taken first place, she had somehow returned to her residence in the camp.
She had bathed and changed clothes.
She had even, for the first time ever, used that precious orchid flower juice to wash herself.
In Leng Qiu's mind, the image of that brat's brazen demeanor during their last sparring session surfaced involuntarily.
Last time, with only her ordinary scent, he had already been so presumptuous.
Today... if he caught the scent of the orchid juice she had used, would he not become even more brazen?
At that thought, an indescribable strangeness mingled into Leng Qiu's heart.
But immediately afterward, she secretly gritted her teeth and forcibly circulated her