Along a winding, rugged mountain path, icicles hung from towering trees like blossoms sculpted from snow and ice. They dangled from the branches in all manner of shapes, glittering brilliantly in the morning sunlight, beautiful and dazzling...
Rustle, rustle...
Footsteps sounded along an ice-slick trail...
"A little farther ahead should be the Mountain Cave where Father and I found you. Father told me the things you had on you might be very important. If we brought them back to the village, someone would definitely steal them, so Father and I buried them there."
A Ling wore a padded beast-hide coat, panting as she walked and spoke to Ye Han.
As she spoke, she looked at Ye Han in amazement. Unlike her, bundled in thick clothing, Ye Han wore only a simple cloth outfit, with even his arms exposed and no shoes on his feet...
She was nearly frozen stiff, yet Ye Han seemed completely unaffected. He truly was no ordinary person...
Yet even dressed in the plainest cloth outfit, his peerless beauty, bearing, and aura left A Ling feeling utterly dejected...
He was someone extraordinary. How could a country girl like her possibly compare to him?
With Ye Han's cultivation, how could he fail to see what A Ling was thinking?
To Ye Han, A Ling was merely a little mortal girl...
Indeed, after Ye Han absorbed the Purple-Gold Metal Rune he had obtained from Jin Fu, a trace of vitality had miraculously returned to his physical body and meridians...
The aura emanating from that Purple-Gold Metal Rune was of the same kind as the Purple-Gold Runes Ye Han had obtained before. These were the Purple-Gold Metal Runes that the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron could absorb to grow and transform. Ye Han had not obtained many of them, but every single one