Su Jinxue was still fast asleep.
Her white hair lay scattered across the pillow, her cold, elegant features as serene as a painting of wind and snow.
Zhang Mingyuan extended his index finger, a faint glow emanating from his fingertip.
The laws of annihilation circulated silently.
This force of law drifted through the air, quietly slipping into Su Jinxue's dantian.
Sharing the same origin, the two laws instantly resonated with each other.
In her sleep, Su Jinxue's brow furrowed.
She felt a strange heat rising within her.
Her frost was uncontrollably drawn by the other force, surging wildly in all directions.
The sensation spread from her dantian to her limbs, carrying a shudder-inducing numbness.
“Mmh...”
A soft moan escaped her lips.
Su Jinxue opened her eyes. The post-slumber daze in her red pupils was quickly replaced by shock.
She saw Zhang Mingyuan's face hovering close to hers, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.
“What are you doing?” Su Jinxue's voice trembled.
She tried to mobilize her immortal energy, only to find her entire body weak and devoid of any strength.
Zhang Mingyuan leaned in closer, his nose almost touching hers.
“Wife, the sun is up. It's time for our morning exercise.”
Su Jinxue's cheeks flushed crimson instantly, the blush spreading from behind her ears down to her neck.
She pressed her hands against Zhang Mingyuan's chest and pushed hard, but it was completely useless.
“Stop it.”
She turned her head, avoiding Zhang Mingyuan's burning gaze. “Last night... we already did it for so long.”
The grand Myriad Snow Palace Immortal Lord, one of the only two Red Dust Immortals in the world, actually had a hint of pleading in her voice.
Seeing her like this, Zhang Mingyuan was overjoyed.
After all these years, he had finally taken charge!
Zhang Mingyuan cocked his head, looking like a lord magnanimously letting her off the hook.
“Fine, considering how hard my wife worked last night, I'll let you off today.”
The strange sensation vanished, and Su Jinxue breathed a sigh of relief.
She sat up and grabbed her red robe to drape over herself.
As she moved, the brocade quilt slipped down.
In the center of the bed, a bright splash of crimson was exceptionally eye-catching.
Su Jinxue froze, her red pupils staring at the stain as her face grew even hotter.
She quickly raised her hand. With a surge of immortal energy, she cut out that piece of the bedsheet and stored it in her small world.
Zhang Mingyuan turned his head just in time to witness this.
“Wife, why did you put that away? Keeping it as a souvenir?”
“Shut up!” Su Jinxue spat out coldly, but her darting eyes betrayed her panic.
After washing up, the two walked out of the bedchamber.
Outside, the cold wind howled.
The Myriad Snow Palace was covered in snow year-round, offering nothing but a vast expanse of white as far as the eye could see.
Zhang Mingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the mountains and rivers below.
“Little Xuexue, since the two territories have merged, we should change this place up a bit too.”
Su Jinxue walked over to his side and nodded. “As you wish.”
The two soared into the air together, ordering the disciples of the Yunxue Immortal Territory to temporarily evacuate.
Then, the mighty power of the Red Dust Immortals was unleashed without reservation.
The sky over the entire Xuanling Realm instantly changed colors.
One half turned a dark, blackish-red, while the other became frosty white like snow.
Below, countless cultivators looked up, their faces filled with awe.
Zhang Mingyuan raised his right hand and clenched his fingers.
The laws of annihilation transformed into an invisible giant hand, grasping the earth veins of the original Qingyun Heaven.
“Rise!”
Rumble—
The earth trembled.
The mountains of Qingyun Heaven rose from the ground, floating in mid-air as they drifted toward the Myriad Snow Palace.
Su Jinxue formed hand seals, spreading out her Extreme Cold Frost Great Dao.
The territory of the Myriad Snow Palace expanded outward, glaciers shattering and terrain reshaping.
The two massive continents joined in mid-air.
Zhang Mingyuan and Su Jinxue exchanged a glance and exerted their power simultaneously.
Laws intertwined, mountains connected, and rivers flowed together.
The two once-separated lands fused completely.
A vast immortal territory spanning tens of thousands of miles took shape.
Zhang Mingyuan tapped his finger, converting the laws of annihilation into vital energy.
In the eastern part of the immortal territory, all things revived, and spring flowers bloomed.
In the south, the blazing sun hung high, and summer rain poured down.
In the west, fallen leaves danced in the air, and the autumn wind rustled.
Su Jinxue brushed her sleeve, and in the northern part of the immortal territory, heavy snow fell and cold ice froze the land.
The four seasons evolved together within a single territory.
“The Yunxue Immortal Territory is established,” Zhang Mingyuan's voice echoed throughout the Xuanling Realm.
Having done all this, the two landed back on the Immortal Lord's Peak.
The original main peak of the Myriad Snow Palace had also transformed.
The perennial ice and snow had melted by half, revealing vast stretches of ink-black spiritual soil.
At the summit, the chill had not yet dissipated, but it now carried a touch of vibrant life.
The once cold and desolate bedchamber also transformed under the intertwining of their laws.
Walls of white jade, beams of dark wood, a glazed tile roof, and snow hanging from the eaves.
A courtyard lay in the front, while the snow peak towered behind. Spiritual mist swirled in the yard, and the breath of the four seasons circulated in harmony.
It possessed both the cold, solitary loftiness of the Myriad Snow Palace and the vibrant vitality of Qingyun Heaven.
Zhang Mingyuan looked at the immortal estate before him and nodded in satisfaction.
“From now on, this will be our home.”
Su Jinxue stood by his side, her red pupils flickering slightly, but she did not refute him.
Zhang Mingyuan walked to the center of the courtyard and waved his hand.
Immortal energy gushed out like flowing water, sinking into the ground.
Rumble—
The black spiritual soil slowly parted, and the ground sank of its own accord, quickly forming a spiritual pool.
Array patterns surfaced around the pool, drawing in the spiritual energy of the entire Immortal Lord's Peak.
Next, Zhang Mingyuan flicked his finger.
A stream of spiritual spring water cascaded from the void, pouring into the pool.
The crystal-clear spring water rippled, a faint immortal mist rising from the surface.
Zhang Mingyuan flipped his wrist, and two supreme treasures appeared in his palm simultaneously.
One radiated Yin-Yang energy, its leaves intertwined with a mysterious aura. It was the top-grade Yin-Yang Luan-Phoenix Immortal Grass sent by Bai Lumian.
The other was a Twin Concentric Lotus, its twin flowers crystal-clear and flowing with a soft, pure light.
Zhang Mingyuan handed the Twin Concentric Lotus to Su Jinxue.
“Wife, you plant this one.”
Su Jinxue glanced at him and reached out to take it.
Zhang Mingyuan squatted down and planted the Yin-Yang Luan-Phoenix Immortal Grass in the black spiritual soil on one side of the pool.
Su Jinxue also bent down and planted the Twin Concentric Lotus on the other side.
The moment the two supreme treasures entered the soil, their roots stretched out like living things, digging deep into the spiritual soil and spring.
In the next instant.
A treasure light soared into the sky.
The Yin-Yang energy and the concentric pure light intertwined, bathing the entire Immortal Lord's Peak in a brilliant glow.
Zhang Mingyuan stood up, patted the dirt off his hands, and turned to look at Su Jinxue.
Su Jinxue was looking at him too.
The two looked at the newly transformed immortal estate in silence.
Zhang Mingyuan took a step forward and took Su Jinxue's hand.
Su Jinxue did not pull away, instead tightening her grip in return.
Five thousand years of conflict, three hundred years of separation by life and death.
Only at this moment did they truly have a home of their own.
The wind blew, carrying the fresh fragrance of the concentric lotus.
Suddenly, Zhang Mingyuan let go of her hand, clutched his lower back, and knit his brows tightly.
“Ouch...”
Su Jinxue was startled and quickly supported him. “What's wrong? Are you alright?”
Zhang Mingyuan leaned onto Su Jinxue's shoulder, panting weakly.
“I'm fine, I'm fine... It's just that your husband overexerted himself last night, and then I had to reshape the immortal territory today. My whole body is aching, and my bones feel like they're falling apart.”
“Given the circumstances, I need my wife to serve me well, hehehe...”
Su Jinxue froze.
She knew it. No decent words could ever come out of this man's mouth.
“Zhang Mingyuan, do you take me for a fool?”
A Red Dust Immortal getting backaches and body soreness?
Ignoring her cold face, Zhang Mingyuan continued to groan and whine.
Su Jinxue really wanted to draw the Xiyue Sword and give this man a good poke.
But she frantically comforted herself in her heart: Don't get angry, don't get angry. This is the man I chose.
Su Jinxue took a deep breath and turned her head away. “What do you want?”
Zhang Mingyuan's eyes lit up. He immediately stood up straight, without a single trace of weakness left.
“It's simple. Wife, give me a massage, and then bring a basin of water to wash my feet.”
Su Jinxue took another deep breath.
“Zhang Mingyuan, you're pushing your luck.”
Zhang Mingyuan clutched his chest again and sighed.
“Sigh, forget it, forget it. The way I disregarded life and death three hundred years ago was ultimately a waste of my affection!”
“I'll go to the back mountain to enter death seclusion right now, become an old ancestor of the immortal sect, never ask about the mortal world again, and grow old alone!”
With that, he turned as if to leave.
“Stop.”
Su Jinxue called out to stop him.
She bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushing red once more.
“Just this once.”
Zhang Mingyuan spun around instantly, his smile so bright he looked like a Shiba Inu basking in the sun.
“Aiya, I knew my wife was the best!!”
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