Chapter 3489 — The Divine Pill-Refining Artifact
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"That's not it." Wei Zhao had not expected such a strong reaction from Bingtang. He fell silent for a long while, then looked at her and asked, "Are you serious?"
"What do you think?" Bingtang glared at him. "If you don't believe me, then you can hug me."
Bingtang had grown up inside the Ice Palace. In her mind, even hugging a strange man was already an exceedingly intimate act—which was why she said it.
"Yes, yes! Get together, get together! Hug, hug!" Feng Xiaoxiao cried.
"..." Wei Zhao did not know what to say. But seeing Bingtang standing there perfectly still with her eyes closed, her lashes trembling slightly—clearly nervous—he hesitated. To hug her, or not?
If he did not, would Bingtang be unhappy? She had already been unhappy moments ago, had she not? At that thought, Wei Zhao walked over and gently took Bingtang in his arms.
Bingtang's body went soft at once, melting into Wei Zhao's embrace, her breathing slightly uneven. Clearly, she had never experienced anything like this before.
Perhaps because her heart had been stirred, a deep, chill aura radiated from Bingtang's body—only a constitution like Wei Zhao's, with all seven attributes of the five elements, could withstand it. Anyone else would likely have been unable to bear it! The more moved she became, the colder she grew—if it ever came to the bedroom, would he not freeze into an icicle?
"Xiao Yi, you're here?" Just then, Aunt Qing's voice came from the door of the treasure vault. She had received word earlier that Wei Zhao had arrived, but she had a few things to attend to at the time and had sent Feng Xiaoxiao ahead. Once she finished, she hurried over—only to walk in and see Wei Zhao holding Bingtang, as intimate as could be!
Aunt Qing was taken aback. Bingtang, hearing Aunt Qing's voice, snapped back to herself and instinctively tried to struggle free of Wei Zhao's arms. But on reflection, there was really nothing to it. Within the Ice Palace she was the authority; whatever she did, she simply did.
So Bingtang merely opened her eyes and gave Aunt Qing a slightly embarrassed smile. The two shallow dimples on her cheeks made her look utterly happy in that moment.
"It's nothing. I was just taking a stroll. I'll head back first—carry on, you two." Aunt Qing shook her head with a smile. Her mind really was failing her—Bingtang and Wei Zhao, had they not always been enemies? How had they ended up secretly in each other's arms?
The world of the young—truly beyond comprehension. She was getting old.
Aunt Qing came quickly and left quickly. Bingtang grew a little bashful and pushed Wei Zhao. "Hey, you—refine the pills first!"
"All right." By now Wei Zhao believed Bingtang completely. This Ice girl really did dare to love and dare to hate—it rather surprised him. "Xiaoxiao, shut the door of the treasure vault. Aunt Qing has probably already warned the other disciples, so no one will dare come near, but it's still best to take precautions."
"Mm!" Feng Xiaoxiao nodded and went to close the vault door.
Wei Zhao, meanwhile, took out the automatic Divine Farmer Cauldron that Han Jingyi had given him and set it before him.
"Hm? What's this thing? It looks awfully strange." Bingtang studied the object Wei Zhao had produced.
"A divine pill-refining artifact!" Wei Zhao said. "Hasn't the Ice Palace ever bought the first-rank and second-rank automatic cauldrons I sell?"