229: Chapter 229 The Rakshasa God Arrives

"Snow Demon!"

*Buzz!*

A cloud of white mist drifted out, followed by waves of cold fog surging around, and a layer of frost quickly formed in the room.

Snow Demon's figure manifested before Su Wen.

She was no longer wearing the red wedding dress, having changed back into her original loose white robes, her delicate body completely concealed within.

A thin veil covered her face, her ice-blue pupils flickering slightly, surrounded by a layer of frosty mist.

"Hus... Husband!"

Snow Demon's voice was cold and clear, yet carried a hint of tenderness.

She took the initiative to remove her veil, revealing a snow-white face as beautiful as a painting.

When she looked at Su Wen, her cheeks bore a faint shade of pink.

She slowly approached, restraining her own cold aura as she came before Su Wen.

When her eyes met his, they flickered with a touch of shyness.

"Snow Demon, let me introduce myself. I am Su Wen, the Holy Son of Spirit Hall!"

Su Wen exhaled softly, feeling the relationship with Snow Demon drawing closer. This connection felt like an ancient blind date—catching each other's eye, developing mutual affection, and then being together, a process where love grows over time.

"I already know Husband's basic situation. When we completed our marriage, I learned many things about Husband..."

"I-I see... What are your abilities?"

Su Wen asked the key question directly.

Regarding those by his side,

he needed to be familiar enough with them.

Only then, in special circumstances or life-and-death battles, could they achieve perfect coordination.

The six spirit rings summoned by Snow Demon were exactly the same as Su Wen's.

One yellow, one purple, three black, and one red.

"Husband, my first ability is Ice and Snow Congealment. In an instant, it turns the land within a thousand meters into a World of ice and snow, freezing enemies or restricting their movements."

"The second ability, Frozen Sky Snow Shadow. I merge with the surrounding ice. For fifty breaths, I can move like a shadow, freely traversing anywhere within a thousand meters, though it's restricted to the World of ice and snow."

"The third ability, Ice and Snow Storm..."

"The fourth ability, Snowball Technique..."

"The fifth, Frost Rain Piercer..."

Snow Demon looked directly into Su Wen's pupils, drawing a few inches closer with every sentence she spoke.

After establishing the contract with her husband, she felt a desire to be close to him.

She wanted him.

"My sixth spirit ring possesses two Spirit Abilities."

"They are the Divine Light of Ice and Snow, and Summoning the Phantom of the Ice God for ten seconds (the Phantom of the Ice God possesses twenty percent of the Ice God's true strength; using it consumes 99% of Snow Demon's Soul Power)."

Su Wen was momentarily dazed upon hearing the last two Spirit Abilities, especially the summoning of the Ice God's phantom.

Her ability was somewhat similar to Bo Saixi's; while the latter summoned the Sea God, she summoned the Ice God.

The difference in cost was that Bo Saixi's spirit rings would be locked for a month.

Snow Demon would consume 99% of her Soul Power.

Both were hundred-thousand-year Spirit Abilities.

Su Wen carefully observed Snow Demon. Being able to summon the Ice God's phantom suggested she had a certain relationship with the Ice God, or perhaps possessed the Ice God's Bloodline.

"Is... Is there something wrong, Husband?"

Snow Demon suddenly became a bit nervous.

She wondered if she was too weak.

Would her husband despise her?

"It's nothing. I'm just curious, do you know the Ice God?"

"In reply to Husband, the Ice God is the faith of our Far North. I know of him, but I have never seen him."

When Snow Demon spoke of the Ice God, her eyes held a look of respect.

To the entire Far North, the Ice God was like a parent.

Su Wen didn't know what to say. Looking at Snow Demon who was close at hand, he could smell a unique, faint, and cold fragrance.

"You should return. If there's anything you need, you can tell me. I'll find a time to burn it for you."

"Husband, could we..."

"Today, we just completed our..."

"Marriage!"

Snow Demon's eyes flickered slightly, and a faint blush appeared on her fair, tender earlobes.

She leaned close to Su Wen, her palm resting on her chest, almost leaning into his embrace.

How could Su Wen not understand her meaning? Just as he was about to say something, a purple-black aura drifted in and landed on him. The impulse he already felt was instantly magnified several times.

Snow Demon saw Su Wen's gaze turn somewhat red and was just feeling strange when her body was suddenly picked up by her husband.

In that instant, she could no longer think; only a heart full of anticipation and shyness remained.

Her jade-like arms wrapped around Su Wen's neck, unwilling to let go.

Beneath Snow Demon's loose robes was a body with exquisite curves.

Her body was just like her attribute.

Ice-cold.

Even though Snow Demon had lived for ten thousand years, she had never experienced this.

An hour later.

Snow Demon collapsed into Su Wen's arms.

"Pant, pant—"

Her breathing was rapid.

Those azure ice-blue eyes, now filled with a watery mist, were brimming with affection.

She had lived for tens of thousands of years, always alone. Aside from ice and snow, there was only endless loneliness.

Only at this moment did she realize that two people being together was so interesting and could be so happy.

She fell into a weary sleep, and Su Wen likewise fell into a deep slumber. However, the difference was that his sleep brought him to another scene.

In a special alternate space, the surroundings were pitch black. In the center was a pool of blood, reflecting a bright red glow.

Ghosts drifted out of the blood pool from time to time. Even without getting close, Su Wen could feel an extremely evil power of resentment and the murderous force of grudges within.

Su Wen didn't know where this was, but he could feel the throbbing from his Spirit, indicating that it liked this kind of scene very much.

"Does it feel good?"

"A small gift from this God!"

A raspy female voice came from all directions.

As a beam of light shone through the darkness, a throne appeared before Su Wen.

Seated upon it was a mature and voluptuous woman. She wore a purple-black high-slit dress, her ink-like hair cascading down. Her exposed full thighs were covered in blood-red patterns, and her arms bore mysterious demonic runes.

Her cheeks were also traced with several dark purple eerie patterns. At first glance, it looked like a special costume, giving off an aesthetic from another World.

She naturally carried an aura of ultimate evil and dark, murderous resentment. An ordinary person would surely feel disgust and fear.

But as the owner of the Wedding Dress Ghost Emperor, Su Wen actually found these auras somewhat comfortable.

Moreover, she looked somewhat familiar, seemingly the woman he had seen in Spirit City during the day.

"Hahaha, looking at me like that, are you also excited by this seat?"

Seeing Su Wen remain silent and just stare at her, the Rakshasa God changed her posture, propping up her cheek as she looked at him.

"Who are you? You're being a bit too meddlesome!"

"Do you know that my teacher is the Spirit Hall Pope?"

Alarm bells rang in Su Wen's mind. To be able to pull him into another space within the Spirit Hall, and with such an evil aura—it was undoubtedly the Rakshasa God.

What did this fellow want with him all of a sudden?

"Hehe, I just saw that you were too hesitant, so this God gave you a hand!"

The Rakshasa God gave a light laugh. "You mentioned Bibi Dong? That woman should still be Cultivating!"