Dominating Martial King

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Chapter Two: New Text

Bai Xiaozhao was still trying to struggle, waving her hands and feet, "Hrm! Let me go, let go! Feng San, it’s enough for you to watch, why are you still holding me? If you don’t pull brother back, he’s going to be eaten——"

Feng San chuckled and carried Bai Xiaozhao away, "Maybe, but I can see that the master knows the risk of being eaten, yet he still walks in this direction. This is knowingly walking into a tiger’s mountain even though there’s a tiger. The tiger wants to eat people, and the person is willing to be food, so let him be."

Bai Xiaozhao grumbled a sound, still very unwilling.

How could she face Sister Yunyun?

Bai Xiaozhao wanted to inform Chu Yunyun through the Divine Contract Stele, but after hesitating for a moment, she gave up.

If this information gets out, she might not even be able to make it as a vest.

Bai Xiaozhao regretted immensely.

If she had known, she should have been cautious yesterday.

She casually mentioned the private meeting between Chu Xisheng and Ween Zhiyi.

Causing a critical moment now where she can’t help.

She could only pray in her heart, Sister Yunyun, please come quickly, or it’ll be too late——

Little Flat Head was very quiet, standing on Feng San’s shoulder, looking towards the direction of Bingxuan Palace with a melancholic and sorrowful gaze.

It felt abandoned.

Before, Chu Xisheng would take it along no matter what he did, but now it was left behind by its master.

Mad Sword Feng San suddenly looked surprised, looking down at the ground.

The Extreme East Ice City at his feet was slowly sinking.

Mad Sword Feng San thoughtfully observed, Ween Zhiyi was gradually retracting the Primordial Magnetic Power from the Tai Chu Divine Core on the Tai Chu Ice Wheel.

What is she planning?

Chu Xisheng was forcibly attracted by Ween Zhiyi’s Primordial Magnetic Power, continuously flying towards the easternmost corner of the Ice City.

Thinking deeply, he decided to ’seriously’ struggle a bit.

He first used the Heaven Slaying Blade, then the Vengeance Blade, Ruyi Sui Xin Dao, and Chaos Sky Saber.

Finally, he tried combining all four blades, but it was all in vain, as they were all sealed and inhibited by Ween Zhiyi, unable to be used at all.

At this moment, Ween Zhiyi’s power had definitely reached the level of Eternal Gods!

Chu Xisheng felt at peace and gave up resisting.

I have struggled hard, but it was in vain——

He smiled bitterly, looking at Ween Zhiyi in front, "Sister Ween, what are you up to?"

Ween Zhiyi smiled lightly, "Mr. Chu has thrown himself into the net, why ask when you already know?"

She pulled Chu Xisheng with her, her body moving like a shadow, arriving at her bedchamber—Bingxuan Palace Moon Cold Hall.

With a wave of her sleeve, all the doors and windows around the Moon Cold Hall were sealed layer by layer with cold ice.

The powerful Cold Sealing Technique isolated all vision.

Ween Zhiyi glanced around, "There’s no official ceremony, no spousal bows, and no wedding candles, but never mind——"

Chu Xisheng’s heart gave a sudden leap.

Although he had anticipated this, he was still unable to calm his pounding heart at this moment.

Is Ween Zhiyi really going to do this?

At this time, only the real, complete version of the Divine Origin Contract can keep Ween Zhiyi alive.

Ween Zhiyi raised her Cold Technique too high, to a point where her flesh could not bear it and was about to disintegrate.

At this moment, she could only ascend to super-grade and further see eternity to survive.

The problem was that Ween Zhiyi’s body still accumulated too much Extreme Cold and Extreme Yin Essence Power, making her cultivation unable to progress.

Chu Xisheng had always been a person who acted decisively, straightforwardly, and disliked being passive.

Isn’t it just dual cultivation? The wolf is willing, the concubine is willing, nothing to be shy about.

He happily walked over to Ween Zhiyi, wanting to hold her hand, but couldn’t help shivering with cold.

So cold!

A thin layer of ice covered Chu Xisheng’s body.

If it weren’t for the Divine Yang Power within him, he would’ve either been frozen into an ice sculpture or had stagnant Qi-Blood that couldn’t circulate.

His voice was trembling, "Sister Ween, could you hold back your Cold Power a little?"

"I can’t do it now unless the Yin and Yang within me are harmonized."

Ween Zhiyi looked seriously at Chu Xisheng, fixing her gaze on his face.

After today, this person would be her man in the future.

Ween Zhiyi’s cheeks slightly flushed.

She thought of the young man in front of her, who was still the descendant of her best friend, seemed to be her ninth-generation grandson.

For some reason, Ween Zhiyi felt a throb in her heart, her emotions surging like a tide.

She sighed self-mockingly, then used some strength to pull Chu Xisheng over, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head against his chest.

"Would Mr. Chu feel wronged practicing the Divine Origin Contract with an old woman like me?"

Chu Xisheng was too cold to speak, his mouth making chattering sounds, a thin layer of ice had entirely covered him.

Ween Zhiyi heard the heartbeat in Chu Xisheng’s chest, pounding like a drum.

Although this guy appeared cold, his blood was boiling hot inside.

Ween Zhiyi couldn’t help but chuckle quietly, feeling a sense of relief in her heart.

She already had her answer.

This little man does not despise her.

"I’ll undress you."

Ween Zhiyi’s voice was as soft as water and song, her movements gentle but exceptionally efficient.

The clothes and the two layers of War Armor on Chu Xisheng were stripped off easily by her.

Then, Ween Zhiyi found herself staring blankly beneath Chu Xisheng’s waist.

At first, Chu Xisheng was mortified, then he righteously glared at Ween Zhiyi.

It’s just too cold!!