Ice God Hall was lively for several hours. By the time they returned to the Secret Chamber, it was already late at night.
Qian Renxue looked at her man with a bashful expression.
"I'm planning to take the Immortal Herb soon. Next time, I definitely won't hold you back."
When Ning Bei heard Little Angel's solemn promise, a wicked smile appeared on his face.
"Oh? And what if you still hold me back? You'll come with me to Ice God Hall and let me do whatever I want?"
"Get lost. That's all you think about all day."
Qian Renxue, embarrassed into anger, rewarded Ning Bei with a knock on the head. Ning Bei hurriedly clutched his head and put on an act as if he were in unbearable pain, making her unable to hold back a laugh.
"Right, what should we name our Fusion Skill?"
"Hmm? Let's call it Aurora Angel!"
"Aurora Angel? That sounds pretty nice. Let's go with that!"
Qian Renxue thought over the name Ning Bei had given the Fusion Skill, then nodded in satisfaction.
"Now I'll be even less afraid of meeting those grandfathers of yours. If those old men dare object, we'll just merge and beat them up."
"Oh, come on. You're the one who'll get beaten!"
Little Angel laughingly scolded Ning Bei, anticipation in her eyes. She hoped her elders would give them their blessing.
After parting with Qian Renxue, Ning Bei returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He planned to rest for a while, then accept the Ice Empress's sacrifice. That God-given Spirit Ring could also be arranged.
Over these days, he occasionally paid attention to the little ones' joint training. Their coordinated combat had already gotten on track.
While training here proceeded step by step, Shrek Academy in Suotuo City