"Come here," Feiling said to Tianming. Her silhouette seemed to blend in with the snowy background behind her, making her look even more alluring. Unlike Xuanyuan Muxue, who looked like the blizzard itself, Feiling stood out against the snow as if she had given it a life of its own.

"Yes, Your Eminence." Tianming still couldn't afford to show how moved he was. He walked past Xuanyuan Dao and Fang Qingli to Feiling's back. Now that she was dressed in a top grade tribulation artifact covered in many heavenly pattern formations, the other two no longer had to stick so closely to her to protect her, so Tianming was now the one who stood closest to her.

"How is your cultivation?" she asked when she turned around, her eyes filled with deep longing.

"Your Eminence, my progress has matched your expectations so far, and I might be able to continue meeting your hopes." Tianming could see the words she wanted...