Ye Lingling raised her delicate hand, and Holy Heart Begonia bloomed.
As three Soul Rings rose one after another, their colors were yellow, yellow, and purple!
"My third Soul Ring came from a three-thousand-year-old Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, granting me the Soul Skill 'Snowheart Begonia'!"
"When activated, it can heal teammates. If used on an ice-attribute soul master, it grants an additional boost, increasing healing speed by 69% and granting an attack power equal to the target's!"
Ye Han's eyes lit up when he heard this:
"My second Martial Soul happens to have an ice attribute. We really are a perfect match!"
Ye Lingling nodded happily at the praise.
Dugu Yan suddenly leaned close to her ear and said with a wicked grin:
"Lingling, didn't you catch that? Little Han said 'perfect match.' Could he have meant something else?!"
"Huh?!"
Ye Lingling froze. After thinking it over carefully, she realized that something did indeed seem off.
Dugu Yan continued egging her on:
"Xiao Han is still a younger brother, but he helped you resolve your Martial Soul defect. If he insists, you can't exactly refuse him, right?!"
Ye Lingling's face flushed red at those blunt words.
"Ahem!"
Ye Han seemed to notice that something was off with them and hurriedly coughed:
"The Soul Beast tide has already been dealt with. Let's head back. The Crown Prince is still waiting for news."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo instinctively turned to look toward the Far North Depths.
The wind and snow there had suddenly begun to surge violently, rendering everything a vast blur of white.
Not to mention the movements of over a thousand Soul Beasts—even the slightest fluctuation of Soul Power could not be sensed.
It was as though someone had deliberately obscured their vision and aura!
"Young Friend Ye, this..."