The three of them had just stepped into the courtyard before the palace gates when they were greeted by the sight of Ling Muxue standing with a solemn team of attendants, and an ice sculpture exuding a bone-chilling coldness, already waiting for them.
Immediately, the gentle warmth on Xun Xue’s face faded away as if sealed in ice; her gaze turned cold, and she didn’t even bother with a perfunctory greeting toward Ling Muxue.
“What do you want?” Xun Xue’s voice rang out as cold and hard as tempered ice.
Ling Muxue’s lips were pressed so tightly they turned white. With difficulty, she spoke: “Aunt… please inform Lu Qiancha that the person… I’ve brought him.”
She paused, then lowered her voice, “Once this is done… I’m willing to offer all the rare treasures and Spirit Stone Veins I’ve accumulated over the years… as compensation.”
Xun Xue cast an unreadable glance at Lu Qiancha at her side, only to see the little wolf cub didn’t even lift her eyelids, simply shaking her head ever so slightly.
Lu Qiancha wasn’t interested. Ling Muxue’s possessions… were just as disgusting as the woman herself.
She hadn’t bothered to acknowledge the previous apology—let alone this belated, transactional show of gratitude.
“Take your people and get out of here.”
Xun Xue’s voice was as cold as ever, not carrying the slightest hint of warmth. She waved her hand dismissively, as if chasing away a bothersome mosquito. “Standing here, you’re an eyesore.”
Every word was as sharp as a blade, showing no mercy.
Ling Muxue’s body tensed abruptly, her nails digging deep into her palm.
She stayed silent for a few breaths, and in the end said nothing, simply offering Xun Xue a deep, almost desperate bow before resolutely turning and leaving with her attendants at a brisk pace—leaving only the ice sculpture that imprisoned Mu Feng behind in the courtyard.
Once Ling Muxue’s figure disappeared, Xun Xue turned to Lu Qiancha, her tone regaining its gentleness: “What does little Qiancha intend to do with this ‘thing’?”
“Just hand it over to Ling Ze. I have nothing more to do with it.”
Lu Qiancha glanced at the ice sculpture, her expression indifferent and her voice calm as ever.
A perfect medicinal guide who had consumed Nirvana Nectar…
The Wolf Clan had their own ways to put such a person to use.
For all eternity, having his bones extracted and marrow drained, doomed to become a nourishing Blood and Flesh Crucible for the Wolf Clan’s strength… That was the fate he deserved.
Her goal had already been achieved. As for Ling Muxue… Ling Ze would handle her.
Lu Qiancha had said all she needed to say. After witnessing the end of these two, it was time to leave the Northern Domain.
Xun Xue nodded gently at these words, saying nothing more, only softly ruffling Lu Qiancha’s little head.
Then, she ordered a few attendants to carry the ice sculpture that imprisoned Mu Feng to Ling Ze’s Cultivation Hall, while she herself took Lu Qiancha and Ling Wanbai by the hand and returned to the warm sleeping quarters of Shui Xian Palace.
As soon as they stepped through the palace doors, Lu Qiancha, as if on autopilot, pulled out a fragrant Dendrobium orchid from her storage pouch, preparing to begin today’s Desensitization Training.
Just then—
Ling Wanbai, who had been quietly following behind, silently sidled over.
She stood at Lu Qiancha’s side with no expression on her face, her calm gray eyes fixed unwaveringly on the alluring plant in Lu Qiancha’s hand.
That overly focused gaze made Lu Qiancha feel a little odd. She turned her head in confusion, only to meet Ling Wanbai’s eyes, which were full of longing.
“I want to eat that.”
Ling Wanbai reached out her small hand and gently tugged at Lu Qiancha’s skirt, her voice still flat but tinged with a barely perceptible hint of a plea.
“No, you can’t eat this.”
Lu Qiancha instantly twisted away in alarm, hugging the Dendrobium orchid close, her little face written full of rejection.
She remembered very clearly—last time after Ling Wanbai ate this, she was like a completely different person: suddenly aggressive and nearly bullied Lu Qiancha to the point of tears.
Ling Wanbai pursed her lips but did not give up. She reached out again and gently nudged Lu Qiancha’s arm.
Softening her voice, with a rare hint of pleading, Ling Wanbai promised quietly, “I promise I’ll hold back and won’t do anything strange this time.”
Lu Qiancha looked at Ling Wanbai’s rare display of humility, then stole a glance at Xun Xue, who was watching them with a gentle smile.
With Mother right here, it should be fine.
After a moment’s struggle, Lu Qiancha finally relented. Carefully, she took out another Dendrobium orchid from her storage pouch and handed it to Ling Wanbai.
Lu Qiancha herself opened her mouth wide and took a big bite of her own Dendrobium orchid.
The subtle milky fragrance, mixed with the juice of the plant, slid down her throat, bringing a soothing, cool sensation.
“Mmm…” She squinted her eyes in satisfaction, her fluffy tail behind her swaying gently.
Then, like a small animal seeking shelter, she naturally snuggled up beside Xun Xue, nuzzling her little head into her mother’s arms. “Mother, pet me~”
“Alright.”
Xun Xue let out a soft laugh, her warm hand immediately landing on Lu Qiancha’s little head, gently stroking from the top down along her silky hair and sensitive wolf ears.
“Hehe, so happy~” Lu Qiancha’s eyes curved into little crescent moons from comfort, and a contented purr rumbled from her throat as she continued nibbling at the Dendrobium orchid.
After eating it for so long, she had finally built up some resistance to this wolf mint—at least she no longer lost control and went around nuzzling everything as she had at first.
Although after eating it, there was still a faint, ticklish itch atop her head and at the base of her tail, it was at least within her control now.
At her side, Ling Wanbai also cradled her own Dendrobium orchid, nibbling away in small bites.
There was still no expression on her face, but her bushy gray tail had begun to sway from side to side in a lively rhythm, and her perky wolf ears twitched ever so slightly, revealing her inner joy.
However, after just a few bites—
It was as if some invisible force drew Ling Wanbai forward. She couldn’t help but shuffle over to Lu Qiancha’s side, pressing her cheek tightly to Lu Qiancha’s and rubbing back and forth.
“Hey! Don’t get so close! It’s hot!” Lu Qiancha had just been enjoying Xun Xue’s affectionate petting, when she was suddenly ‘attacked’, her little face immediately scrunching up.
She stretched out her small hands, struggling to push Ling Wanbai away.
But Ling Wanbai seemed determined to claim this ‘precious spot,’ pressing in stubbornly, her strength surprisingly formidable.
After several failed attempts at pushing her away, and with the Dendrobium orchid making her feel a bit dazed and flustered, Lu Qiancha could only admit defeat, suffering the torment of being sandwiched from both sides.
The side nestled in Xun Xue’s warm embrace was alright—soft and full of security, making her feel completely at ease.
But facing Ling Wanbai was a different story. Though her body was soft, there was always something uncomfortable about it, leaving Lu Qiancha restless.
As Lu Qiancha quietly endured—
The next moment—
“Mm!”
Lu Qiancha’s pupils flew open in shock as she felt something soft against her lips.
She immediately used all her strength to push Ling Wanbai away, then turned to Xun Xue to complain: “Mother, she’s bullying me!”
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