Amidst the chaotic barrage of curses from the elders and the envious laments of the disciples, Fang Zhe suddenly fell silent. His body, which had been rolling dramatically on the jade stone floor just moments ago, instantly straightened into a rigid posture. His eyes stared blankly at his own palms as his mind began to ponder far beyond the noisy uproar around him.'Wait... if I think about this with my genius logic...' Fang Zhe thought to himself, gazing into the depths of his Dantian, which now resembled a boundless ocean of golden lightning.'An ordinary practitioner's Dantian is usually only as big as a small lake. But mine? This thing is as vast as the Pacific Ocean! Pure, dense, and utterly free of impurities. So those fifty tribulation lightning strikes didn't just evaporate in vain... they were compressed to an extreme degree to build the strongest foundation this universe has ever seen!'The young man rubbed his chin, realizing just how terrifyingly immense the capacity of pu

Without a moment of hesitation, Su Yin lightly bit the tip of her index finger. A drop of deep red blood radiating a glow of Pure Ice Qi slid down, falling directly onto the ancient rune carving at the hilt of the Frost-Yin Moon Sword.DRIP...A brief silence followed. But in the next second, the atmosphere around the pavilion's main pillar suddenly exploded!BZZZZZZT—SWOOSH!A radiant glow of golden-purple light soared high through the clouds, followed by a faint roar resembling the whisper of an ancient wind that echoed directly within Su Yin's soul. The sword blade vibrated violently—not out of rejection, but out of sheer joy. Su Yin's pure blood was instantly absorbed without a trace, triggering a mystical pulse that linked the sword's existence directly with the young woman's Dantian.The wild, potentially destructive aura of Heavenly-grade majesty was instantly subdued. The extreme icy frost choking her throat transformed into a gentle yet powerful warmth, swirling around Su Yin

Dawn began to break behind the horizon of the Ice Peak. The warm, golden light of the morning sun filtered through the gaps in the crystal ice pavilion's pillars, refracting a beautiful golden shimmer inside the sleeping chamber.Su Yin slowly blinked her eyes. Her long, delicate eyelashes opened softly as she felt an extraordinary sense of warmth wrapping around her body, protecting her from the night’s chill. However, as her consciousness fully returned, she felt something deeply amiss.Her forehead was pressed tightly against something firm yet warm. Her fingers were tightly clutching the folds of someone’s robe at their chest, and worse still—one of her smooth legs was unknowingly wrapped fully around the waist of the figure beside her!Su Yin slowly looked up.Fang Zhe's handsome face, still sound asleep with a relaxed smile, was merely an inch away from hers. The young man’s soft breath blew gently against the Ice Goddess's forehead.Instantly, the memories from last night repla

The Sect Master of the Virgin Valley froze in place. Her soft hand, which was just about to stroke Ling Yin's hair, hovered in mid-air. Her authoritative eyes blinked several times, staring at Fang Zhe as if the young man before her had just suggested burning down the sect’s main hall.Ling Yin stood jaw-dropped, while Su Yin turned her head sharply toward Fang Zhe, her brow furrowed in confusion."Fang Zhe," the Sect Master called out in a low, suppressed voice, frowning deeply."What do you mean? Emperor-grade weapons are no playthings. Each of these swords possesses a very specific elemental harmony. Why on earth do you want to give all three of them to Ling Yin?"Fang Zhe assumed a dead-serious face—a pretend-wise expression that made anyone who knew him instantly on guard. He stepped forward, tapping his finger against his chin in the manner of a great philosopher deeply lost in thought."Sect Master, please hear out my profound analysis," Fang Zhe said firmly."First, look at Se

"A Martial King Realm?!"Suppressed exclamations escaped the mouths of several bandits in the rear line. The flapping of their blood-red Qi Wings briefly grew unstable for a moment due to the sudden burst of spiritual pressure exploding from the body of the Virgin Valley Sect Master. The air around the ship suddenly turned heavy, forcing several bandits to gradually fall back a few meters to maintain their footing in mid-air.A sect master from a top-tier sect was no ordinary practitioner. The golden aura enveloping the Sect Master burned like the morning sun, completely suppressing the foul black aura brought by the skull-masked group.However, the surprise lasted for only a few seconds.The Bandit Leader with the scar across his face chuckled heartily. His red eyes narrowed, staring at the Sect Master without the slightest trace of fear. Instead of being afraid, the glint of greed in his eyes burned even more intensely."Hahaha! Extraordinary! To think the Sect Master of the Virgin