On Cold Mountain, the first light snow glimpsed the moon; a boatful of white hair was slow to meet the cold.
Firefly candles and warm lamps painted two figures; shadows at the cold window shone with moonlight and fireflies.
Phoenix Woman's cooking still tasted awful, and she had refused Su Mo's advice while she cooked.
The bitter taste of black charcoal filled Su Mo's mouth, leaving his expression painfully conflicted. In the end, he called for a maid to bring a pot of tea.
The maid looked at the blackened dishes on the table, then at Phoenix Woman's unhappy expression, and silently mourned for Su Mo.
The young master asked for this himself. It looks like Phoenix Venerable won't let the matter rest unless he finishes everything.
Cultivators had no need to eat, but Su Mo had always kept the habit of eating three meals a day...
At that moment, Su Mo decided to break that habit.
Under Phoenix Woman's frosty gaze, Su Mo washed down the entire table of food with tea, then drew a deep breath and used Divine Race Power to dissolve the "deadly poison" of the food he had swallowed.
Only then did Phoenix Woman give a cold snort and rise in satisfaction.
Still, when he thought of how Phoenix Woman, the ruler of the Demon Realm, had cooked an entire table of dishes for him, warmth flooded Su Mo's heart.
It seemed everything had returned to those days in the Demon Realm's teahouse. After finishing his meal, Su Mo left the room in the Front Hall and went to tend the Flowers of the Other Shore filling the hall.
Meanwhile, attended by her maids, Phoenix Woman bathed and changed.
Candlelight from the Sleeping Hall spilled onto the snow outside. After bathing, Phoenix Woman changed into