Someone from Home

The Ice Prison.

Before the bronze gate.

"The power of the contract has grown more than tenfold. I can definitely contract the Snow Feather Ice Sparrow now."

Chen Changming smiled faintly, took out his token, and gave it a shake. As he waited for the bronze gate to open, he shot into the freezing Ice Prison.

"Zhou, you haven't come by in days. I'm starving to death!"

The moment Sun Jianyi saw Chen Changming enter, he started shouting.

"You really are a starving ghost reborn."

Chen Changming laughed as he scolded him.

He casually tossed some food inside.

He also knew that the Ice Prison was bitterly cold. Without food, even ordinary cultivators couldn't last long.

He passed food along as he went, and arrived before Cell 49.

The White-Clad Woman sat facing the wall, head bowed, her tangled hair like a patch of weeds.

"Traitor... traitor..."

A low voice came from her lips, filled with a hatred beyond words.

Chen Changming put some food inside, then stood silently outside the cell, gazing at the former Palace Mistress of the Ice and Snow Palace.

From behind, she must once have been a peerlessly graceful beauty.

But after she went mad, all that beauty became a reflection of flowers in a mirror, the moon on water.

Gone without a trace.

"Do you still need Soul-Calming Flowers?"

Chen Changming asked softly.

The White-Clad Woman remained motionless, paying no heed to his probing.

Chen Changming sighed softly and turned to leave.

It seemed he still couldn't earn the White-Clad Woman's trust—not for now.

But there was no need to rush.

The Ice Prison was an excellent place to cultivate, and he had all the time in the world to wear her down.

When he reached the deepest part of the prison,

he saw