Inside Snow Empress's Palace, Xuan Xiao looked at Ice Empress and asked, "Has Snow Empress still not emerged from seclusion?"
Ice Empress rolled her eyes, looking as though she were staring at an unruly brat.
"How could it be that fast? It hasn't even been half a month since the heavenly tribulation. Xue'er still needs to condense her second Soul Core and undergo her second heavenly tribulation. Don't expect her to come out for at least a year or two."
Xuan Xiao nodded, then said, "I'm planning to borrow Little White. Will that affect the Far North?"
Ice Empress thought for a moment before replying.
"It won't have much of an impact. That fool does nothing but eat and sleep all day. It makes no difference whether he's here or not. But what do you need Little White for? What can that guy do besides eat?"
Xuan Xiao took a projection device from his storage ring and pressed it lightly. A beam of light projected into the air, forming the image of a massive spinning-top-shaped building—the holographic projection of the Hurricane Giant Tower.
The tower was entirely silver-gray, covered in dense runes and patterns that gave off an ancient, mysterious aura. Its sharp, needle-like spire pierced straight into the heavens, as though it intended to punch a hole through the sky.
He pointed at the projection, his voice carrying a hint of pride and anticipation.
"This will be the headquarters of my personal faction, and it'll also be our home in the future."
"Without my permission, though, anyone who wants to enter will have to fight their way through one level at a time, starting from the bottom and challenging each floor in sequence."
Ice Empress circled the projection, examining it closely before asking.
"So you want Little White to