"Bingbing, you're someone your big sister can trust."
Tian Meng floated in midair, her arms folded across her chest, her long golden hair fluttering gently in the wind and snow.
She looked down at the Ice Empress, her tone unusually free of its usual cheeky irreverence.
"But the Snow Empress is the Lord of the Far North. Do you think she'd willingly give everything up to sacrifice herself to Tang Qi?"
"Of course Xue'er would!"
The Ice Empress pursed her lips and raised her chin slightly, exposing her fair, slender neck. Beneath her skirt, her scorpion tail swayed idly.
Becoming a god-how could Xue'er possibly refuse?!
If it meant she and Xue'er could become gods together, she'd agree even if she could otherwise become a million-year soul beast and live forever!
Yet the moment those words left her mouth, the Ice Empress froze.
The Snow Empress was a ferocious beast with six hundred and ninety thousand years of cultivation, ranked third on the continent.
She had a chance of forming yin-yang complementary dual soul cores and surviving her seven-hundred-thousand-year tribulation.
As the Lord of the Far North, Xue'er had pride carved into her very bones. Unless she had absolutely no other choice, she would never abandon her dignity and give herself to a human soul master.
But she herself couldn't survive her four-hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation anymore!
She didn't want to die.
How frustrating~
The Ice Empress was restless and agitated. Beneath her skirt, her scorpion tail flicked back and forth as though mirroring her mood.
Beside her, Tang Qi's gaze drifted involuntarily toward that swishing scorpion tail.
It was a lustrous emerald green, its tip curled slightly upward.
For a moment, his fingers itched unbearably.
As though possessed, Tang Qi reached out-
"Y-you... what are you doing?!"
Feeling the touch