Inside the cyan-gold Lesser World, the scent of wild plums still drifted in the air, wrapped in the biting chill of the Ice Essence. Su Qingxue withdrew her fingertips from the final string of the Jiuxiao Huanpei, and ice crystals cascaded down alongside the silver bell on her wrist, melting into tiny moisture trails on the green grass.
When she lifted her eyes, the vibrant flush at the outer corners of her eyes had been cleansed to a translucent brightness by her true qi, resembling a red plum blossom suddenly bursting open in the snow. "Ye Lang, my Qi Condensation Peak is three times faster than before."
Ye Fan's Adam's apple bobbed. The churning ripples of the small lake within his Inner World were still sloshing about in his Sea of Consciousness. Just moments ago, Su Qingxue's Ice Essence had acted like a fine blade, precisely prying open the final hidden meridian of the third tier of the Celestial Being Art—the very vital gateway he had failed to breach in his past life right up until his death.
Chapter 191