Ice Emperor and Jiang Ziming Innocently Have Three Children!

After the dizziness.

The Ice Emperor instinctively opened her eyes.

She found herself standing on an unfamiliar street.

Towering buildings lined both sides, and the road beneath her was smooth and hard. There was no ice, no snow, no frozen earth, and not a trace of the heaven-and-earth spiritual energy she knew lingered in the air.

She instinctively tried to mobilize her soul power, only to discover in horror... that her body was completely empty?

Her four hundred thousand years of cultivation had vanished!?

She lowered her head to examine herself, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

She was no longer the crystalline Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion. Instead, she was a young girl dressed in a blue-and-white school uniform.

Her skirt was very short, exposing a stretch of fair, tender thigh. Strange shoes covered her feet, and a bulging bag hung from her back.

The next instant, a vast flood of "memories" surged into her mind like a tsunami.

They were not memories of her life as the "Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion."

They belonged to someone else.

A girl named "Su Xiaoxue."

She had been born in a small coastal city. Her father was a middle school teacher, and her mother was a nurse.

Su Xiaoxue had excelled in school since childhood and possessed a lively personality. She was the kind of child everyone praised as "someone else's kid."

She had a childhood friend named Jiang Ziming, who lived in the same alley and had grown up with her.

Their families were close. When both mothers had been pregnant, they had jokingly said they would become in-laws.

She and he attended the same elementary school, middle school, and high school. His grades were worse than hers, but he had always been exceptionally attentive toward Su Xiaoxue, carrying her schoolbag, buying her breakfast, and copying homework for her.

Su Xiaoxue had always thought he was an idiot.

But at some point, she had grown used to the days when she could turn around and find him there.

The Ice Emperor stood frozen in place.

Countless images flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

After school in high school, the two of them lay on the grass together, watching the sunset at the athletic field...

At their university graduation ceremony, he stood among the crowd holding a bouquet and grinning foolishly...

Then came their wedding day.

Su Xiaoxue wore a white wedding dress as the two exchanged rings beneath the gazes of their relatives and friends.

Later came the birth of their eldest daughter, then their younger daughter...

Their small yet cozy apartment, the pothos growing on the balcony, the cartoon sticky notes on the refrigerator, the weekends they spent curled up together on the couch watching movies late at night...

On the evening Su Xiaoxue became pregnant with their third child, Jiang Ziming sat with her on a lounge chair on the balcony.

She turned to look at him, her eyes slightly red.

The two entirely different sets of "memories" constantly caused the girl to lose herself from time to time.

"Am I the Ice Emperor, or Su Xiaoxue?"

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, only to find herself already choking up.

The scene froze there.

Crack!

The entire world shattered like a mirror.

The Ice Emperor abruptly opened her eyes.

A bone-piercing cold wind rushed at her face.

The icy plains of the Extreme North, the dim daylight, and a thick layer of ice beneath her feet.

She was still standing beside that familiar iceberg.

But something was different.

Her mind now contained a complete life that did not belong to her.

Four hundred thousand years of bitter cold in the Extreme North could not compare to those mere twenty-odd years of human warmth and life.

Human emotions were truly terrifying...

She raised her head and looked at the young man before her, who was slowly opening his eyes.

Jiang Ziming had awakened as well.

He stood before her, remnants of the Heart-Link Lock's golden radiance still lingering around him.

His gaze was calm and gentle, overlapping with that clumsy yet sincere young man from her memories.

The Ice Emperor opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but realized blankly that she did not know what tone to use.

The emperor of the Extreme North?

Or Su Xiaoxue, who had followed behind him for more than twenty years?

She fell silent for several seconds.

Then, she gathered her spiritual power and took the form of a human girl.

A jade-green ponytail draped over her shoulder.

Her jade-green eyes glistened with moisture beneath the dim sky, while a simple white gown formed from soul power covered her body.

She looked at him, her pink lips parting slightly.

"Hubby...?"

The moment those words slipped out, even the girl herself froze.

Her fair cheeks instantly burned crimson, and even the tips of her ears were stained red.

She turned her head away, not daring to look into his eyes again, but she could not suppress the surging emotions in her heart.

Absurd.

She had lived for more than four hundred thousand years, yet she had fallen into the trap of a human boy barely in his teens and willingly called him such an embarrassing name.

But those memories were incomparably real to the Ice Emperor.

So real... that she could not deny them.

Xiao Wu stood behind Jiang Ziming. Hearing the Ice Emperor call out "hubby" so affectionately, she inexplicably felt a knot form in her chest.

She frowned slightly, thinking, What was this ice scorpion shouting for? Since when had her master become her husband?

Yet Jiang Ziming unexpectedly nodded gently.

He withdrew his hand from Xiao Wu's cloak and lightly stroked the jade-haired girl's cheek. His fingertips touched her slightly cool skin, just as he had done countless times in those memories.

"Are you willing to come with me?"

"In this world, we will continue the memories of that life."

The Ice Emperor stared at him blankly.

The young man's face was reflected in those jade-green eyes.

It perfectly overlapped with the figure from her memories who had accompanied her through an entire lifetime.

Without even thinking, her body had already nodded on its own.

Tears slid from the corners of her eyes, freezing into tiny ice crystals in the frigid air.

The next instant, her body transformed into a streak of light, shooting into the young man's chest and merging into his sea of spirit.

The Heart-Link Lock slowly rotated in the air, blooming with dazzling light.

Jiang Ziming closed his eyes, feeling the Ice Emperor's soul power merge with his own.

The ancient Xuanyuan Sword materialized by his side on its own.

A layer of deep-blue ice patterns appeared along the blade, and a third soul ring slowly rose beneath it.

Pitch-black as ink, it glimmered with a faint, chilling light.

It appeared to be ten thousand years old, but it was in fact a genuine four-hundred-thousand-year soul ring!

Because of the Heart-Link Lock's "soul tether."

The Ice Emperor's soul ring could likewise freely adjust its age according to his physique.

And the soul skill it granted him was called Cold Shadow Iceburst Kill!

Combining the soul power of the Xuanyuan Sword and the Ice Emperor, it instantly unleashed six Ice Jade Emperor sword energies, suppressing and killing the enemy simultaneously from six directions.

At the same time, the Ice Emperor's torso soul bone perfectly fused with his body. The soul skill it carried was called "Bearing a Thousand Autumns · Frost Reflecting Across Ten Thousand Miles."

Once unleashed, it could expand the "Ice Jade Emperor Domain."

Within the domain, targets weaker than him would have their soul power directly frozen.

Even high-level soul masters stronger than him would have the speed of their soul power circulation greatly restricted.

Jiang Ziming opened his eyes, sensing the surging soul power within his body.

Level thirty-six!

Though he was still a three-ring soul master, his true combat strength could no longer be measured by rank.

He shifted slightly in Xiao Wu's embrace and said softly:

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Wu. You can let go of me now."

Xiao Wu froze for a moment. Before she could speak, the young man had calmly freed himself from her embrace, stepping into the void and standing amid the bone-piercing wind.

The Xuanyuan Sword floated by his side, deep-blue cold light flowing across its blade.

Three soul rings abruptly lit up beneath the sword.

Black! Black! Black!

Three ten-thousand-year soul rings!

Beneath the dim daylight of the Extreme North, those three black soul rings radiated a suffocating pressure.

The ice around them began to emit faint cracking sounds beneath that pressure.

Xiao Wu looked at the young man's back, and a flicker of surprise crossed her pink eyes.

She knew her master was extraordinarily gifted, but in such a short time, he had soared from level thirty-three to level thirty-six and even fused with a ferocious beast approaching four hundred thousand years of cultivation.

Even she found such fortune somewhat unbelievable.

Yet what truly left her stunned was not the young man's explosive growth in strength.

A figure appeared out of thin air before him.