On the ice plains of the Far North Land.
The two embraced and kissed, lost in each other.
Only after a long while did their lips finally part.
Once their lips parted, they looked at each other.
For a moment, both felt a little embarrassed.
At last, Wu Qingkong spoke first.
"Let's go. We should head back..."
"My Soul Rings are all ready now."
Qian Renxue could sense the aura coming from Wu Qingkong.
She glanced at him.
"Are we going back so soon?"
"You're already at level 89. It won't be long before you become a Titled Douluo."
"Why don't we stay here a little longer?"
"We can go back once you've broken through to Titled Douluo."
Wu Qingkong considered it, but did not agree.
"Forget it. Let's head back sooner rather than later!"
"I probably won't break through that final level anytime soon. We've been away for so long already. It's better to go back early..."
Qian Renxue nodded.
"All right, let's go home..."
With that, the two immediately got up and began their journey back.
They retraced the path they had taken...
In the Far North Land.
In a stretch of snow.
A young woman who looked like a sprite sat amid the boundless snow.
She was breathtakingly beautiful and wore a pure white dress.
Her ethereal bearing made her seem like an immortal untouched by the mortal world's smoke and fire.
As a gentle breeze blew past, her white hair danced in the wind, lending her beauty a different charm.
As though she had suddenly sensed something, she opened her eyes.
Her gem-bright eyes shone with a lively gleam.
She raised her head and looked into the distance, as though she had suddenly felt something.
"Why..."
"Why can't I sense Bing'er's aura anymore?!"
"Why?"
"With Bing'er's