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In the quiet and elegant courtyard, tendrils of white mist lingered.

The brook in the yard flowed endlessly, making a babbling sound.

At this moment, a bone-chilling coldness was released from a room of the courtyard, and in an instant, all within the courtyard was frozen, as if this place were in the polar regions.

A graceful figure then appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.

Chen Wanrong, dressed in a white plain robe, walked with light steps across the ice-covered stone pathway to the door of the room.

Chen Wanrong did not enter directly, instead, she bowed at the door and said, “Disciple pays respect to the master.”

At that moment, the voice of a cold woman came from inside the room.

“Come in!”

As the voice faded, the wooden door of the hut opened instantly, and a gust of cold wind blew out from the room, causing Chen Wanrong’s long dress to flutter incessantly.

After the cold wind had passed, Chen Wanrong crossed the threshold and entered the room.

Inside, the room was like a millennia-old ice cave, with everything encased in frost.

At that moment, Chen Wanrong’s gaze was drawn to a figure on the nearby bed, a woman with long silver-white hair who was slowly opening her beautiful eyes.

The woman was like a fairy from heaven, her beauty so transcendent it seemed out of place in reality.

Though her hair was completely white, her skin was exceptionally delicate and smooth, without a single wrinkle, just like a young woman who had just come of age.

She exuded a sacred radiance, and her frigid aura was too intense for anyone to approach.

At that time, the woman fixed her gaze on Chen Wanrong’s eyes and spoke, “Recently, quite a few Elders have come to me complaining that you are not dedicating your mind to cultivation and have sent many disciples to North City.”

The woman’s voice was pure, refined, and intensely penetrating, as if it was transmitted directly into one’s brain.

With an expressionless face, Chen Wanrong replied, “To the master, this is indeed the case.”

Hearing Chen Wanrong’s response, the white-haired woman said, “In this world, there are very few who are fated for the Immortal path. Countless people bleed and fight over an elusive immortal chance, yet you who possess such a fate do not know to cherish it.”

Chen Wanrong replied with neither humility nor arrogance, “Disciple’s worldly attachments remain unresolved; thus, she has no heart for cultivation, disappointing the master.”

The woman sighed and said, “So be it, everyone has their own choices.”

“The reason I summoned you this time is to tell you that I am about to enter seclusion. This seclusion might last a hundred years, or perhaps five hundred.”

“Once I am in seclusion, I entrust all of Mysterious Moon Palace to you and those Elders.”

“I must remind you that although this world cannot accommodate the existence of Immortals, Mysterious Moon Palace is not invincible. There exist powers beyond the Heavenly Human Realm. Should there ever arise a being that surpasses the Heavenly Human Realm, you and those Elders might not be their match.”

“So I still hope that once you have settled all worldly matters, you would cease causing further trouble and return to Mysterious Moon Palace to cultivate in peace, breaking through the Heavenly Human Realm as soon as possible. I do not wish to emerge from seclusion only to find your grave.”

“I have already lost one disciple; I do not wish to lose another.”

Chen Wanrongbowed again and said, “Disciple understands.”

The white-haired woman spoke, “That is all, then.”

After these words, the woman’s body astonishingly fragmented into countless pieces, and then vanished without a trace.

As the white-haired woman disappeared, the ice which had sealed the room dissolved instantly, and the sound of the flowing water outside the courtyard could be heard once more.

After the white-haired woman had left, Chen Wanrong turned and exited the courtyard.

Her master had entered seclusion, her greatest worry had been alleviated, and now, no one could stop her from restoring her kingdom.

It was time to return to North City.

Just then, the image of Lu Chen involuntarily appeared in her mind.

For some reason, in recent times, the image of Lu Chen had been appearing in her mind from time to time.

Chen Wanrong didn’t dwell on it much at the time, guessing that perhaps it was because she had been constantly thinking about planting the Love Worm in Lu Chen, which is why he kept coming to mind.

North City.

Inside the Spring Sound Court of the North Prince Mansion.

“Achoo!!!”

“Achoo!!!”

“Strange, aren’t I a Grandmaster already? Why am I still sneezing? Could it be that some woman is thinking of me?”

Lu Chen had just finished exercising, sitting on the edge of the bed and resting, when a series of sneezes took him as he stood up.

At that moment, Lu Chen turned his head to look at Xiao Wenyao, who lay collapsed on the bed with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful.

Seeing Xiao Wenyao gazing at him resentfully, Lu Chen chuckled and said, “Little pony, what’s that expression for? You weren’t cursing me in your heart just now, were you?”

Xiao Wenyao whispered softly, “This Female Slave wouldn’t dare.”

Lu Chen laughed and then smacked her buttocks, saying, “You wouldn’t dare? You, who wished to ride me like a horse—what wouldn’t you dare?”

“I think your audacity has been growing lately.”

Xiao Wenyao didn’t dare to speak, only whimpering in her heart. What she wanted to ride was a real horse, one that could gallop across the plains, yet every time Lu Chen twisted her words, treating her as if she were the horse.

Lu Chen glanced out the window, noting that the snow had stopped. He then stood up and said, “You just rest well; I have matters to attend to and must leave now.”

Seeing Lu Chen getting out of bed, Xiao Wenyao also hurriedly got up, helping him get dressed.

By now, Xiao Wenyao had also learned how to serve others, for after all, she was Lu Chen’s little Female Slave, and this was something she was expected to learn.