"Lingyou? Where... where am I? What exactly happened? Wasn't I... already dead?"
After a brief moment of adjustment, the woman abruptly sat up from the Ice Coffin.
Like someone who had nearly suffocated, she gulped down mouthful after mouthful of fresh air. Only after a while did she finally steady herself.
Turning to the familiar figure before her, she hurriedly questioned him again and again, voicing the doubts in her heart.
"No, you... you only took a nap. A very long nap!"
Stepping forward, Feng Lingyou tightly embraced the woman who had sat up. The pained expression on his face vanished without a trace, replaced by a brilliant, heartfelt smile.
Seeing his beloved awaken with his own eyes, everything he had given in the past had been worth it.
At this moment, he was the happiest man under heaven.
No matter how much suffering and torment there had been, he could cast it all behind him!
"Lingyou, you... you're injured. Let me heal you first."
"Hm? My... my cultivation..."
Though Feng Lingyou offered no further explanation, the thoughtful look on the woman's face showed that she had already guessed part of the truth.
Then, sensing the powerful aura of decay emanating from Feng Lingyou, she gently patted his back and immediately tried to circulate her cultivation to heal him.
But the moment the thought arose, she realized in alarm that not a shred of cultivation remained within her body.
Feng Lingyou froze at her words. As if recalling something, panic and worry flashed through his eyes. He hurriedly raised his head again to look at the Sacred Spirit Cult Saintess in the sky.
Others might not know, but he did. His wife had not originally been human. She was a Cloud Orchid Sparrow, an exceedingly rare demonic beast spoken of