Snow Feather Ice Sparrow

Before Cell 49, Chen Changming stopped and peered inside.

A woman dressed in white, her hair hanging loose, was dancing wildly around inside the cell. She laughed and muttered something about a Soul-Calming Flower.

"There are no records of the person in Cell 49..."

Chen Changming couldn't find any information in the register. Page forty-nine was completely blank!

He furrowed his brow slightly.

This person's identity was certainly extraordinary, which was why she hadn't been registered.

Chen Changming tossed some food inside.

But the White-Clad Woman paid it no attention and remained as mad as ever.

"You want a Soul-Calming Flower?"

After waiting a while, Chen Changming suddenly asked, testing the waters.

"Yes, a Soul-Calming Flower! Without one, I'll die!"

The White-Clad Woman's expression abruptly changed. Like a starving wolf, she lunged straight at the cell door and gripped it tightly with both hands. Her sharp gaze pierced through her disheveled hair and landed on Chen Changming like an arrow.

"You have one?"

She roared like a beast.

Chen Changming considered his wording, then said slowly, "I don't, but I think... perhaps I can help you get a Soul-Calming Flower."

"Your cultivation is too low."

The White-Clad Woman's eyes brimmed with scorn.

Too low?

Chen Changming smiled inwardly, unconvinced.

He thought for a moment, then said unhurriedly, "I'm the only guard in the entire Ice Prison. No one else is willing to help you. Why not tell me what the Soul-Calming Flower is, where it is, and how to get one? Then I can help you."

The White-Clad Woman's expression changed. It seemed she had lost her senses again. She laughed wildly. "Hahaha, a Soul-Calming Flower! Jiang Lingyin, you ungrateful disciple! Hurry up and bring your master a flower!"

Jiang Lingyin?

Hearing this, surprise appeared on Chen Changming's face.

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