Gossip—this was earth-shattering gossip.
The Purple Cloud Dao Lord had secretly built this little ice-and-snow dwelling and hidden a wife inside?
Wait!
Wang Baoguang suddenly shuddered as he remembered something extremely important.
Who exactly was the woman whom the Purple Cloud Dao Lord called "wife"?
Though he had not seen her in person, he could sense the immense and formidable divine consciousness she possessed. It was precisely that divine consciousness that had shielded him and Senior Sister Yi Bing beneath the bed. Otherwise, with the Purple Cloud Dao Lord's strength, the two of them would have been discovered long ago.
They did not dare underestimate a Dao Lord's divine consciousness or powers of observation.
Could it be...
Wang Baoguang's heart gave another slight jolt, his mind racing like lightning and flint.
Looking closely, this little ice-and-snow dwelling was steeped in strangeness everywhere, especially this bed... Well, it seemed to be made from some precious special soulwood. He could not identify its exact variety, but judging from its quality and aura, it was clearly a natural treasure used to nurture souls. Its grade was definitely not low—at the very least, it had to be saint-grade wood.
Sure enough.
As Wang Baoguang pondered, wisps of ethereal soul power rose from the exquisite soulwood bed, swiftly condensing before it into the almost corporeal phantom of a woman.
She was a woman in an ice-colored gown, her temperament cold and stunning, like a goddess of frost.
Even with only a trace of her soul remaining, she still radiated dense ice-element Dao charm. Even her strands of hair were condensed with rich ice-element energy. Every movement carried vast, ethereal power of laws, and her presence was incomparably imposing.
Her voice was utterly cold. "Liu Dongliang, I am not your wife! Leave immediately!"
This Liu Dongliang