213: Is the current temperature suitable?

*Snap.*

As Mu Qingxue's crisp snap fell.

Inside the Guanghan Palace, which Mu Qingxue had temporarily modified, the Laws underwent a ridiculous distortion.

Outside the window, heavy snow was still falling; it was truly the dead of winter.

But the temperature inside the hall soared in an instant.

The icicles in the corners melted, turning into murmuring streams.

The ice flowers used for decoration on the floor evaporated instantly.

A heatwave, like the blazing sun of a midsummer noon, appeared out of nowhere for no reason, enveloping Su Lin's entire body.

"Hot..."

Su Lin felt a dry heat all over his body, and sweat instantly soaked through his snow-white robes.

How was this summer?

This was clearly throwing someone into Lord Lao's Pill Furnace!

"Whew... It's so hot, Revered Master."

On Mu Qingxue's cold and beautiful face, a faint blush appeared in an extremely perfunctory manner.

She reached out and fanned herself gently, even though there wasn't a single drop of sweat on her.

"In such hot weather, Revered Master must really want to hold something cool, right?"

As she spoke, she approached Su Lin.

"For example... me."

Su Lin: "..."

This excuse was even more ridiculous than Su Hongling claiming she was only three years old.

But before he could complain, a delicate body carrying a refreshing chill had already pressed tightly against him.

Comfortable.

This was Su Lin's first reaction.

Under the baking heat of nearly fifty degrees Celsius, Mu Qingxue's body temperature, which was year-round below zero, was simply life-saving sweet dew.

That cold and delicate touch, transmitted through the thin fabric, instantly suppressed the dry heat within him.

"Revered Master..."

Mu Qingxue wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face against his chest.

"Is the current temperature suitable?"

"...Suitable."

Su Lin sighed helplessly, but his body was honest enough not to push her away.

He even subconsciously adjusted his posture, allowing this creature—named a disciple but actually a human air conditioner—to press even closer.

"That's good."

"As long as Revered Master doesn't mind Qingxue being cold... Qingxue is willing to lower Revered Master's temperature for a lifetime."

She looked up, and in those pale blue eyes, Su Lin's somewhat helpless face was reflected.

"Revered Master, it's time for a nap."

"A nap?"

Su Lin glanced at the dim sky outside the window.

"Sleeping at this hour?"

"Yes."

Mu Qingxue didn't give him any chance to refuse.

With a gentle push, Su Lin fell onto the Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade Bed, which had just been melted and was now instantly frozen back into shape by her.

"This is an ice bed..." Su Lin protested. "Even though it's hot now, sleeping on it for long will cause rheumatism."

"It won't."

Mu Qingxue leaned over him, not lying by his side, but directly on top of him.

She was like a giant, cold blanket, covering Su Lin tightly.

"I'm on top."

She said righteously.

"I'm not cold, and Revered Master won't be cold either."

"We'll neutralize each other."

What kind of twisted logic was this?

Just as Su Lin was about to retort, Mu Qingxue's finger was already pressed against his lips.

"Shh—"

"Revered Master, listen."

"Listen to what?"

"Listen to... the sound of silence."

Mu Qingxue closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Following her will, the ice walls of the entire hall began to thicken, layer by layer, until all outside sounds, light, and even the flow of air were completely cut off.

It was as if only this small space remained in the world.

"No noisy redhead."

"No quack doctor covered in poison."

"And no shameless Female Demon Lords."

Mu Qingxue whispered in Su Lin's ear, her voice carrying a startling sense of satisfaction.

"Only us."

"Clean and pure, cool and quiet."

"Revered Master... your heartbeat now belongs only to me."

Su Lin lay on the ice bed, pressed down by a Mahayana Middle Stage ice-element powerhouse.

Alternating between cold and hot.

That feeling was like being in an ice cellar and a furnace at the same time.

But he had to admit that after days of clamor and conflict, this eerie silence actually made him feel a long-awaited sense of relaxation.

With a *smack*, Su Lin grabbed her hand.

Su Lin held down her hand.

"Qingxue."

"Hmm?"

Mu Qingxue opened her eyes, her gaze innocent. "Revered Master is hot, so I'm helping Revered Master undress."

"I'm not hot anymore."

"Revered Master also taught me that the Great Dao is formless and one shouldn't be constrained by minor details."

Mu Qingxue retorted with sound reasoning.

Although she stopped her movements, she had no intention of getting up; instead, she buried her face in the crook of Su Lin's neck and took a deep breath.

"Revered Master's body... has a scent."

"What scent? The smell of sweat?"

"No."

"No matter how many times it's washed, it won't go away."

She rubbed her nose against Su Lin's skin somewhat irritably, as if trying to use her own scent to cover up those annoying odors.

"Since it won't wash off..."

"Then let's freeze it."

As soon as she finished speaking.

Su Lin felt a chill on his neck.

A layer of extremely thin, transparent ice crystals covered his collarbone and the side of his neck, completely sealing off that patch of skin.

"There, that's better."

Mu Qingxue looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Sealed in ice, the scent won't spread."

"And..."

She extended the tip of her tongue and lightly licked the layer of ice crystals.

"It's icy and cool; the mouthfeel is quite good."

Su Lin: "..."

He felt like he was currently a popsicle about to be unwrapped.

"Qingxue, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about the word 'body pillow'?"

Su Lin asked helplessly.

Su Lin sensed danger.

This girl usually looked the most serious, so how was she even more perverted than the others when she went crazy?

"Go to sleep!"

Su Lin decisively closed his eyes and played dead.

"If you move around any more, I'll move out tomorrow and sleep on rocks with Hong Ling!"

This sentence was indeed effective.

Mu Qingxue's movements instantly froze.

Sleep with that violent maniac?

No way.

Absolutely not.

That would be a defilement of Revered Master.

"Fine."

She withdrew her gaze with some regret, lay down obediently, and rested her head on Su Lin's shoulder.

"Then... I won't move."

"Revered Master, goodnight."

Silence returned to the hall.

Su Lin had originally intended to just pretend to sleep, but in this extremely quiet and comfortable environment, his consciousness actually began to blur.

In a daze.

Like a snowflake landing cautiously on the boiling earth, wanting to melt yet afraid of disappearing.

"Revered Master..."

An extremely faint murmur reached his ears.

"If only you never woke up... how wonderful that would be."

"That way... I could turn you into the most perfect ice sculpture."

"Hidden within my Sea of Consciousness, where no one can take you away and no one can see you."

"Only I could touch you."

Su Lin: "..."

He didn't dare open his eyes.

He was afraid that if he did, he would see a pair of crazed eyes wanting to chop him into pieces and freeze him for preservation.

How was this a disciple?

This was clearly a time bomb carried right next to him!

Just as Su Lin was suffering through this sweet torture.

An extremely faint scraping sound suddenly came from the bottom of the ice bed.

Like the roots of some plant frantically drilling through hard rock.

Mu Qingxue's fingers stopped.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze shooting toward the ground like a blade.

"Filthy thing."

She coldly spat out those three words.

In the next instant.

The entire cold bed shook violently.

The indestructible icy floor burst open without warning.

They were like predatory tentacles from the deep sea, carrying a damp, cloying, and aggressive aura, instantly filling the entire ice palace.

"Heehee..."

A faint, coquettish giggle echoed amidst the rustling of vines.

"Caught you."

"So fragrant... Revered Master's scent... I can smell it even through such thick ice."

"Ye You!!"

Mu Qingxue was furious.

She slapped the edge of the bed with one hand, using the force to leap into the air. Countless ice swords condensed out of nowhere, carrying bone-chilling killing intent as they slashed fiercely at the vines.

"Cut down these disgusting weeds of yours! Get out!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

When the ice swords struck the vines, they actually made the sound of clashing metal, and sparks flew everywhere.

Instead of snapping, the vines were like enraged venomous snakes, instantly splitting into thousands of tiny branches. They not only blocked the ice swords but also surged toward Mu Qingxue in an overwhelming manner.

"Fourth Senior Sister, your taste is still so poor."

Mu Qingxue's figure flashed repeatedly in the air, freezing the air wherever she passed in an attempt to block the vines' growth.

"Making Revered Master's bedchamber smell entirely of dirt, do you want to die?"

"Dirt?"

From within the thicket of vines, that charming yet husky voice rang out again, tinged with disdain.

"That is the scent of life."

"Unlike you, cold and icy, like a dead man's tomb."

The vines in the center of the hall suddenly split to both sides.

A woman wearing a dark green dress, barefoot with bells tied around her ankles, slowly rose while stepping on a thick vine.

Ye You.

Her current state was somewhat eerie.

Her long hair danced wildly behind her, as if every strand were a living tentacle. Her pupils appeared in a bizarre vertical slit, and the whites of her eyes glowed with a faint red light.

In her hands, she held a massive fruit that was still dripping with an unknown liquid—it looked like a still-beating heart, emitting an enticing yet dangerous sweet fragrance.

"Revered Master..."

She didn't spare Mu Qingxue a single glance.

Those eyes, filled with wildness and hunger, were deadlocked on Su Lin, who was still "pretending to sleep" on the bed.

"Youer... has brought something delicious for you."

She licked the corner of her mouth, revealing a sharp little tiger tooth.

"This is a Blood Soul Fruit dug up from the bottom of the abyss. After eating it, Revered Master's Qi and blood will become even more fragrant..."

"And... even more delicious."

Su Lin: "..."

He knew he couldn't keep pretending.

If he continued, this girl might just shove that still-beating thing into his mouth.

*Cough.*

Su Lin slowly opened his eyes, sat up, and very calmly brushed off non-existent ice chips from his body.

"Ye You."

He looked at his Fourth Disciple standing on the vine throne, his tone calm.

"If you're here to deliver fruit, put it down."

"If you're here to tear down the house..."

Su Lin pointed to the surrounding ice walls that were already about to burst.

"Then go stand outside as punishment."

"Revered Master!"

Seeing Su Lin wake up, the red light in Ye You's eyes instantly intensified.

She didn't care at all about any punishment; with a tap of her toes, she pounced directly at Su Lin like a predatory leopard.

"Stop her!"

Mu Qingxue's expression changed, and countless ice walls rose from the ground in an attempt to block her.

But Ye You's movement technique was too bizarre.

Her body seemed to have no bones, performing several incredible contortions in the air, like a swimming snake, slickly slipping through the gaps in the ice walls.

*Thud.*

She landed on the bed.

With her hands braced on either side of Su Lin's body, her seductive little face leaned directly in front of his, their noses almost touching.

"Revered Master... you're awake."

She took a deep breath, a look of intoxication appearing on her face.

"As expected... the awake Revered Master is even more fragrant."

"Warm... alive..."

"That ice-face froze you, didn't she?"

"Youer will warm you up."

As she spoke, the vines behind her suddenly came to life like flexible arms, instantly wrapping around Su Lin's limbs, waist, and abdomen.

But unlike Mu Qingxue's coldness.

These vines were actually warm, even carrying a body temperature that felt like a biological pulse.

"Get away!!"

Mu Qingxue had arrived.

Her ice sword pierced directly toward Ye You's back.

"Don't touch Revered Master!"

"So annoying."

Without even looking back, two massive thorny vines suddenly grew from Ye You's back, whipping fiercely at Mu Qingxue like lashes.

"This is my time!"

*Bang!*

The ice sword collided with the thorns, exploding into a cloud of ice powder.

Taking advantage of this opening, Ye You's hand had already restlessly slipped into Su Lin's lapel.

"Revered Master... that golden dragon imprint is so ugly."

She stared at the dragon mark on Su Lin's collarbone, her eyes full of disgust.

"That's a dog-skin plaster left by First Senior Sister."

"Youer doesn't like it."

"Youer wants to... eat it."

She lowered her head and opened her mouth, about to bite down on the golden dragon imprint.

"Stop!"

Su Lin grabbed her chin, halting her actions.

"Are you all part dog or part vampire?"

Su Lin had a bit of a headache.

"Biting at every turn, is my flesh and skin some kind of Tang Monk meat?"

"Tastier than Tang Monk meat."

Ye You, chin held, wasn't angry; instead, she took the opportunity to rub against Su Lin's palm, her eyes hazy.

"Revered Master... you don't know..."

"Your blood... even a single drop could drive Youer insane."

She extended her tongue and licked Su Lin's palm in an extremely suggestive manner.

Moist, warm, and slightly rough.

Su Lin withdrew his hand as if he'd received an electric shock.

"Stop messing around."

He put on a stern face, trying to maintain his dignity as a Revered Master.

"Withdraw these vines."

"I won't."

Ye You answered righteously.

"If I do, you'll run away."

"And..."

She looked around at the room full of ice, curling her lip in distaste.

"It's too cold here; it's not suitable for Revered Master to recover from injuries."

"Youer is going to transform this place into a Greenhouse."

"Greenhouse?" Su Lin had a bad premonition.

"That's right."

Ye You snapped her fingers.

*Snap.*

The vines originally wrapped around the hall suddenly began to bloom.

One after another, massive and brilliantly colored flowers blossomed upon the ice.