Chapter 109 (1/2)

Chapter 109 – The Ancestor’s Purpose (3)

“Oh…” The Ancestor merely replied with a sound that did not even count as a word. This made Emperor Le Xuan not know what to do next, as he found it difficult to guess what went inside the Ancestor’s head.

Even though the Emperor held an unresigned heart, he must admit that this place became truly freezing. If he kept standing still, it would not be long before he would turn into an ice sculpture. He had no other choice but to withdraw first.

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Ever since the Ancestor arrived, he had yet to eat or drink. Not even half of a mosquito’s leg could be seen inside the palace hall, since the freezing temperatures served as a natural deterrent for insects. Because of this, there was no need anymore to use other mosquito repellant methods in the palace.

As if sprayed with disinfectant, the whole room was also spotlessly clean, not leaving even a trace of dust. Perhaps, it would be impossible to find a single germ!

In fact, facing this kind of situation, Ning Xuemo did not know what she should do.

At first she stood there for a while, then once again glanced at the young boys and girls. They all seemed like wooden or clay statues with slightly closed eyes and lowered heads, as if they were meditating.

Clearly, they all possessed high cultivations. Even during meditation, the sound of their breathing could not be heard.

The entire main hall remained quiet like a mausoleum, devoid of any sounds.

Ning Xuemo’s mind became somewhat crazed at the notion that ‘This Ancestor came from  far away and forceful occupied this palace hall just to pretend to be an ice sculpture?’

If he wanted to act like an ice sculpture, that was his business; but, he should not drag her into it!

She has been tossed one side to another and still had not gotten a good night’s rest. She currently felt drowsy, and she extremely missed the new bed she recently just bought, still waiting for her at home.

Moreover, her injuries had yet to completely recover. After standing for such a long time, the wound on her back started to ache.

“Xuemo, meditate!” Ji Yunhuang directly transmitted his voice into her ear, so no one else could hear what he said.