(Hours later)
"Young Master Zhan."
When she woke up again some hours later, Dongyue was asleep in the corner while curled in a ball. She didn’t know how torturous it was for a pampered young master like him to be subjected to such conditions of living like a servant since her life as a proprietress and a Muxue descendant was much of a struggle.
Her eyes glistened with the sensuality of her magic. They had already been in the Ice Temple for three days straight, and she had lost count of the date. But why was her need arising again? Was the fifteenth of the lunar month near?Wait, they were inside a strange place that likely had a time of its own, she t
“Xiao Tian, how did you know that Muxue Yan is the key to us leaving this place?” Dongyue asked his friend.Xiao Tian chuckled and pointed to the book in front of him, where the title of the book was written in a not-so-ancient script, “Secrets of the Ice Temple”. Xiao Tian further revea
The red vials opened with a pop as Dongyue removed their caps. Xiyu understood the risk, identifying the vials carefully with her magic. She immediately confirmed that the potions contained within had health-improving properties, but it was not tellable if somebody had tainted the concoctions at any point.
Staring at Dongyue with her eyes dazzling in the luminance of the room, Xiyu hesitated. Dongyue just held her close to him.“We shouldn’t spend too much time here,” he advised. “The creatures may still be at large, and we have yet to find our way around the temple.”
Eventually, everything stopped whizzing around and came to a total standstill. Xiyu’s intuition told her that the teleportation had succeeded, and they were all now in a different room. In comparison to the darker room earlier, this room was brighter and had lighter tones to its walls and floors, giving rise to hope. She marvelled at the magic of the platform, having never come across such a contraption.
Two days later (Seven days after the Soul-Bond)Xiyu woke with an aching pain all over her. Even her vision seemed to be faltering. Yet, she had seven days left till her deadline. She calmed herself and sat cross-legged on the ice floor of her new bedroom. Just two days ago, Muxue Yan had assigned the
It was the first time, after knowing him for so long, to see him this way. The Dongyue she had known was an incredibly calm man. But today, he resembled a barbarian in berserk mode. Barbarians were melee warriors who had a unique ability, the war cry