"Ah... oh, as long as it is a 'Melting Shoot,' even a tiny sprout will do. The two of us can nurture each other.
There may be one somewhere on this ice field, but I have never sensed it. This ice field is far too vast, and without any sense of it, I would not dare..."
After blanking out for a moment, the "Polar Ice Heart" finally realized that Li Yan was genuinely tempted. Casting all else aside, it hurriedly began explaining.
Since it could no longer remain on the ice field and continue growing, so long as it could find a "Melting Shoot," even if it was only a sprout, it would merely need to spend more time.
Yet this would bring it boundless benefits in the future. The "Polar Ice Heart" feared that Li Yan would consider its demands too excessive and refuse to search for one.
Thus, it was willing to spare the time to nurture a "Melting Shoot" sprout. At the same time, it quickly revealed its speculation that a "Melting Shoot" might exist somewhere on this ice field.
This cultivator seemed unconcerned about getting lost here. More thoughts could not help stirring within its mind.
But before it could finish, it saw the short-haired young man in black ahead suddenly extend a hand. A ball of white mist abruptly emerged above his palm.
"Is this what you mean?"
The "Polar Ice Heart's" hurried words seemed to have been severed by a single blade, abruptly cutting off. A blank, stunned expression appeared on its childlike face.
Yet its eyes remained fixed on Li Yan's hand, staring without blinking.
At that moment, a piece over two inches long lay in Li Yan's palm, even somewhat longer than the "Polar Ice Heart" itself.
The object was a pale