Zhou Hao sat before the white cat ice sculpture and stretched out his right hand. A hazy veil of Origin Power directly enveloped the fragments of Ten Thousand Year Cold Ice in the flower pool beside him.
Huuuu—
Not only was the cold aura within those fragments continuously absorbed by Zhou Hao, but a wisp of cold aura from the white cat ice sculpture behind and beneath him also flowed into his body.
The white cat, Ou Huang, was currently lost in blissful intoxication.
Zhou Hao had just spent quite a while praising it.
He said its work was perfect.
He said it was wonderfully inventive, to have actually thought of using Ten Thousand Year Cold Ice to make a sculpture of itself.
Watching Ou Huang lie nearby with a blissful expression, admiring its own "masterpiece," Zhou Hao shook his head with a smile.
No matter what, he still had not refined the Red Dust Immortal Mansion and was not yet its master. This was the spirit beast of its former owner, as well as the Immortal Mansion Spirit. Since it was willing to take out treasures for him, he had to remember this kindness.
"I'll leave the sculpture for Ou Huang. I'll absorb more of the cold aura inside it—as long as it doesn't shatter, it'll be fine. I'll put away those Ten Thousand Year Cold Ice fragments; after leaving the Immortal Mansion, I can use them to nourish the Cold Fiend Vein whenever I wish." Zhou Hao thought. "Mm, that's what I'll do."
Having made up his mind, the speed at which his outstretched right hand absorbed cold aura immediately slowed, while the cold aura he absorbed from beneath him thickened considerably.
Ou Huang was the Immortal Mansion Spirit, not a true living creature. It had no