2: Chapter 2 Frostnova, the younger sister

"Bang!!!"

Lin Ye's voice had barely faded.

The thousand-catty coffin lid made of gloomy wood emitted a teeth-gritting, tearing sound.

Immediately following that, as if blown apart by a high-explosive grenade, it was sent flying directly into the air, smashing heavily against the courtyard wall and shattering into several pieces.

A wave of extreme, frigid Yin Qi swept out like a storm.

Lin Ye felt his breath hitch as a layer of fine white frost instantly formed on his eyelashes.

Amidst the churning black resentment, a slender, tall figure slowly sat up from the bottom of the coffin.

It was a woman.

A woman so beautiful that she made one forget to breathe, yet so cold that she made one's soul freeze.

She stood at a full 1.82 meters, with silver-white hair cascading like a waterfall to the bottom of the coffin, some strands even extending down to her ankles.

She wore a tattered, ancient black dress of unknown origin; a thousand years of time and the Yin Qi of the earth's veins caused the edges of the fabric to drift like mist in the dark night.

Although the hem was damaged, it only served to accentuate the breathtaking nature of her long, slender legs.

Her skin was so white it was almost transparent, devoid of any trace of living color, and possessed the cold luster of top-grade mutton-fat jade.

What was even more lethal was the sense of broken beauty about her.

The fabric at the front of the ancient dress showed the mottling of time, and a few tattered black silk ribbons fluttered in the wind, outlining her tall and highly oppressive, graceful curves.

Her deep collarbones were faintly visible in the dim, rainy weather, forming a noble and extremely dangerous, mysterious temptation.

Lin Ye's gaze slowly moved upward, meeting a pair of eyes.

They were deep red eyes, like the Red Lotus Karmic Fire from the depths of hell, carrying a stern pressure as if looking at ants.

Thousand-Year Red Hou, Leng Yue.

"Takeout..."

The female zombie slowly tilted her head, her red lips parted slightly, and she spat out a cold and awkward word.

Her voice was so beautiful it made one's bones tingle, but her tone was permeated with the deathly silence of a millennium.

In the next second, Lin Ye couldn't even see how she moved.

The space in front of him seemed to fold for a moment, and a gust of Yin wind, carrying the faint scent of soil and frost, rushed toward his face.

"Bang!"

Lin Ye's back slammed heavily against the blue brick wall of the backyard.

Leng Yue was already pressed right in front of him in an instant.

She was only half a head shorter than Lin Ye, and those temperatureless red eyes were staring intensely at his bleeding finger.

Afterward, she raised her hand and clamped onto Lin Ye's wrist.

That hand was slender and well-proportioned, with fingernails exhibiting a faint, dark cyan color.

The moment it touched Lin Ye's skin, he felt as if he had been clamped tightly by a piece of ten-thousand-year black ice.

That chill drilled directly through his pores and into his bone marrow.

But the Pure Yang Qi within his body was also completely ignited at this moment.

His blood boiled like magma, frantically resisting this Yin chill.

Leng Yue seemed to frown slightly as she felt this scalding Yang Qi.

A flicker of instinctive desire flashed in those deep red eyes.

Her breath fell upon Lin Ye's neck; there was no warmth of the living, only a coldness capable of freezing blood.

Following that, she pressed her body forward.

The extreme cold belonging to the Thousand-Year Red Hou and the scalding heat brought by Lin Ye's Pure Yang Dao Body collided violently at this moment.

The powerful Yin Qi suppressed Lin Ye so that he was almost unable to move.

Just as Lin Ye's brain was crashing, and he was wondering whether to struggle symbolically,

Leng Yue tilted her head back, her silver hair spilling over Lin Ye's arm.

She parted those cold, soft lips slightly, and with a sense of ancient and overbearing fate, she sealed Lin Ye's mouth without warning.

"Mmph!"

Lin Ye widened his eyes.

This was simply a pure plundering and demand for life force.

The immense Yin Qi belonging to the Red Hou surged into Lin Ye's body through the connection of their lips and teeth.

And the boiling Pure Yang Qi within his body, as if having found an outlet, turned into a scorching warm current that was forcefully drawn by the other party in a nearly greedy manner.

Lin Ye felt a strong sensation of trembling rush from his tailbone straight to his crown, and his brain went blank in that instant.

That feeling was simply indescribable in words; it didn't feel like a simple physical contact.

It felt more like both of their souls had been pulled out, crushed in the void, and tightly intertwined.

He felt the astonishing changes occurring in Leng Yue as she absorbed the Pure Yang Qi.

That originally stiff and cold body actually began to have a slight, reviving tremor.

The aura of death surrounding her gradually faded, replaced by a heart-palpitating vitality.

A drop, whether rain or melted frost, slid down her perfect jawline and landed on Lin Ye's scorching collarbone, splashing a tiny spray of water.

Lin Ye felt his Yang Qi being rapidly drained, and a dizzying sensation gradually washed over him.

Just when he thought he was really going to be drained dry at once by this thousand-year female zombie who treated him like "human takeout,"

The coldness on his lips suddenly withdrew.

"Hoo..."

Lin Ye leaned against the wall, gasping for air, his legs so weak he could barely stand, only managing to support himself by bracing his hand against the windowsill beside him.

He raised his head and looked at the culprit before him.

Leng Yue still stood quietly before him.

Those deep red eyes, originally filled with deathly silence and violence, had now shed a bit of their ferocity, replaced by a hint of flowing light like ripples on water.

The most fatal part was that this Thousand-Year Red Hou, whose aura was like a slaughtering queen,

now had a faint blush appearing on her flawless, cold cheeks due to the nourishment of the Yang Qi.

Even that pair of delicate earlobes revealed an unmistakable crimson hue.

She lowered her head and glanced at her hands, which were gradually becoming as white and lustrous as jade due to the restoration of vitality, a hint of emotion imperceptible to ordinary people flashing in her eyes.

Afterward, she looked straight at Lin Ye, and that cold voice with a slightly archaic tone sounded once again.

"Husband, your Pure Yang Qi... is indeed mellow. This favor of nourishment, Leng Yue will remember."

The f*ck?

Ten thousand grass mud horses galloped through Lin Ye's heart; what the hell kind of 'favor of nourishment' was that!

That just now almost sucked my life bar dry!

Just then, that persistent system light screen popped up again.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing a special interaction and successfully surviving!]

[Reward: Husband Points +100, Current Points: 100.]

[Leng Yue Favorability +30, Current Favorability: 30]

[She thinks your Yang Qi is a rare delicacy in this world, and has subconsciously regarded you as her "exclusive Dao partner"; anyone who dares to covet you will be ruthlessly torn to shreds by her.]

[Zombie Intimacy System unlocked: Leng Yue [Tier 1: Yang-Absorbing Symbiosis].]

Before Lin Ye could finish reading all the text on the light screen, the system suddenly flashed with blinding red light.

[Warning! Warning! Detected that the host's balancing of the scales is extremely uneven! Because the host excessively favored the elder sister and neglected the younger sister, two meters beneath the backyard patio, the resentment of another mutated White Zombie is rapidly reviving!]

[Expected to break through the ground in three minutes, and possesses a strong yandere food-guarding attribute! Please host, prepare to balance the scales immediately!]

"Wait a minute? Younger sister?"

Lin Ye widened his eyes, looked down at the shattered black coffin on the ground, and then looked back at the noble and cold Leng Yue standing before him.

It seems the old man's will wrote...

That was an extremely rare mother-child linked double-coffin?!

"Crack!"

Just as Lin Ye's head was full of question marks, the ground in the center of the patio, paved with blue bricks, suddenly bulged, and the hard stone instantly became covered in spiderweb-like cracks.

A strange Yin wind, mixed with a cloyingly sweet, cold scent and deep blue frost, whistled out from underground.

Leng Yue's eyes, which had just regained a trace of clarity, instantly turned cold.

She stepped forward, her tall, graceful body standing like a wall of sighs, blocking in front of Lin Ye, her silver hair dancing wildly.

She stared coldly at the cracks in the ground, her tone carrying the pressure of a queen, every word freezing:

"Frost Star, stand down. The Yang Qi on Husband's body has already been marked by me."

Lin Ye leaned against the wall, feeling his empty lower back, a drop of cold sweat slowly sliding down his forehead.

What a disaster! Old man, what kind of god-tier Shura field did you leave for me!