Chapter 128 Snow Empress's Micro-Maneuver: Retracting the Frost in Ten Seconds Stuns Yan Shaozhe
Xue Di walked ahead, her long white hair trailing behind her white dress as she moved with graceful steps.
Behind her followed Bing Di, her emerald-green twin tails gleaming as her eyes darted around curiously, scanning the room.
Ma Xiaotao's shoulders tensed instantly.
Her physical memory reacted faster than her brain.
Yesterday, when she was frozen, the chill that seeped into her bones and made her soul tremble had been etched deeply into her memory.
It was a feeling of extremes, both hot and cold, a bittersweet experience.
Now that Xue Qingyao had just walked in, she instinctively wanted to stand up.
Ma Xiaotao forced herself to remain seated. As a senior student from the inner courtyard, she couldn't stand up in front of a group of junior students from the outer courtyard.
But her fingers tightly gripped the hem of her dress over her knees.
After entering the room, Xue Di first glanced at everyone present.
Yan Shaozhe nodded slightly to her with a friendly smile.
Ma Xiaotao sat stiffly on the stool, her shoulders tense beneath her red outfit.
Xue Di took everything in before speaking.
"Considering that yesterday you only came seeking help in an emergency and did not intend to offend us, and that you endured the cold all night, we'll let this matter end here."
Xue Di's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an indifferent superiority.
Ma Xiaotao froze for a moment.
She hadn't expected the other party to be so straightforward.
She had mentally prepared herself to be mocked, have conditions imposed, or even be humiliated, yet the matter was dismissed so easily.
Yan Shaozhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
What he feared most was Xue Qingyao continuing to bring up yesterday's incident. Otherwise, he would lose face.
After all, Ma Xiaotao was his student, and she had indeed been the one who provoked them first yesterday.
"Xue Qingyao is truly magnanimous. I thank you on Xiaotao's behalf," Yan Shaozhe quickly said.
Xue Di ignored Yan Shaozhe's polite remarks and walked directly to Ma Xiaotao.
Ma Xiaotao instinctively leaned back slightly.
Xue Di raised her right hand, her palm facing forward, pointing vaguely toward Ma Xiaotao's chest.
"Don't move."
Ma Xiaotao didn't dare move.
An extremely subtle icy fluctuation flowed from Xue Di's palm into Ma Xiaotao's meridians.
Ma Xiaotao shivered, but quickly realized something was different.
The icy chill wasn't attacking her—it was being drawn back.
Yesterday, when she had been frozen, a large amount of ultimate ice had seeped into her meridians and bones. Although the ice itself had melted overnight, the cold remained inside her body.
Yan Shaozhe had helped her dispel part of it last night, but even he couldn't remove the deepest traces. She could only slowly digest them herself.
Now, Xue Di was pulling that cold energy back.
It was like someone drawing spilled water back into a pot.
Less than ten seconds later, Xue Di withdrew her hand.
Ma Xiaotao's complexion visibly improved.
Her purplish lips regained their color, the dark circles beneath her eyes faded considerably, and her overall appearance seemed completely refreshed.
Yan Shaozhe watched the entire process clearly from his seat.
His fingers unconsciously tightened on his knee.
With his Title Douluo cultivation, he had only managed to expel a small portion of the cold energy from Ma Xiaotao the previous night by circulating his soul power through her blood.
He had tried several methods but failed to eliminate the deeply rooted remnants of ultimate ice.
Yet Xue Qingyao simply reached out and reclaimed every trace within ten seconds.
Cleanly. Efficiently. Without leaving even the slightest residue.
As expected of the master of Ultimate Ice. No suppression technique could compare with simply reclaiming the power personally.
Ultimate Ice was just that overbearing.
While inwardly astonished, Yan Shaozhe raised his evaluation of Xue Qingyao even further.
A Level 65 Soul Emperor, possessing Ultimate Ice, capable of precisely extracting her own cold energy from specific points throughout another person's meridians.
That level of soul power control was beyond what many seventh-ring Soul Sages could achieve.
Ma Xiaotao remained seated in a daze for several seconds.
She lowered her head and looked at her hands.
Her fingertips were no longer bluish, warmth had returned to them, and the suffocating pressure in her chest had completely disappeared.
A whole night's suffering had been resolved in ten seconds.
Ma Xiaotao looked up and opened her mouth. She had never been good at expressing gratitude, but this time she was sincerely thankful.
"Thanks."
The two words came out awkwardly.
Xue Di gave a slight nod without saying anything else.
"As for suppressing the evil fire within her..." Xue Di paused briefly. "We'll discuss that another time."
Those words startled both Ma Xiaotao and Yan Shaozhe.
Yan Shaozhe had assumed that once the cold energy had been removed, they would naturally proceed to discuss suppressing the evil fire. Instead, Xue Qingyao simply said, "We'll discuss that another time."
But Yan Shaozhe was a shrewd man and immediately understood.
This was something she intended to keep as leverage.
The cold had been caused by Xue Qingyao yesterday, so reclaiming it was only natural. That wasn't a favor.
Suppressing the evil fire, however, was a completely separate matter and required separate negotiations.
Xue Qingyao had drawn a very clear line between the two.
Yan Shaozhe glanced at Dai Huabin again. The young man from the outer courtyard leaned casually against his chair, looking completely relaxed, as if everything had gone exactly as expected.
Yan Shaozhe couldn't help thinking that these outer courtyard youngsters were all frighteningly clever.
"Let's leave it at that for today."
Yan Shaozhe stood up with a smile.
"I'll return to discuss this with Hua Bin after the academy finalizes its plans."
Dai Huabin also stood.
"Dean Yan, take care."
Yan Shaozhe walked to the door before glancing back at Ma Xiaotao.
"Xiaotao, let's go."
Ma Xiaotao rose from her seat. As she passed Xue Di, she hesitated briefly before blurting out another sentence.
"Um... I'll speak more politely next time."
The words were vague, but their meaning was clear.
Xue Di didn't respond. She merely stepped aside to make room.
Ma Xiaotao quickly caught up with Yan Shaozhe, and their footsteps gradually faded down the corridor.
Bing Di had remained quietly in the corner the entire time without saying a word.
In front of outsiders, she portrayed herself as "an ordinary younger sister without cultivation talent," so she obediently stayed behind Xue Di throughout the entire exchange, even controlling her expressions perfectly.
But the moment the door closed, Bing Di's mouth started moving nonstop.
"That woman in red—I only caught a glimpse of her from afar yesterday. I didn't expect her to look so miserable. Xue'er, didn't you go a little too far?"
Xue Di glanced at her.
"She came looking for us."
"Alright, alright."
Bing Di waved her hand, flopped onto Dai Huabin's bed, and swung her legs back and forth.
Then she looked toward Dai Huabin, her orange-gold eyes rolling mischievously.
"Hua Bin, did you absorb that external soul bone?"
Zhu Lu was pouring water for Xue Di when she heard that and paused.
Dai Huabin raised an eyebrow.
"How did you know?"
Bing Di rolled her eyes.
"How could I not know? That's the scorpion tail soul bone of my Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion clan. I could recognize its aura even with my eyes closed."
"There are still traces of the fusion lingering on you. Do you think I'm blind?"
Dai Huabin chuckled.
"Then tell me, how does it feel?"
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