All the obsessions that had been worn away by the years now turned into a huge wave that drowned her.

She saw herself kneeling at Li Lingge's feet, holding the elixir recipe he gave her as if it were a treasure.

He saw himself frantically seeking his guidance in the alchemy room, and saw the blood veins of the Bauhinia Circle crawling all over his body...

“No, don’t!”

She struggled to pull off the collar, her nails scratching her neck and leaving bloody marks.

But every time his fingers touched the Bauhinia ring, it aroused a stronger sense of pleasure and submission.

Li Lingge didn't stop him at all, but just said it lightly.

"It's too late to say no now."

With another thought, the Bauhinia Circle bloomed with an enchanting light.

Bai Wei suddenly froze, and all thoughts of resistance melted away like ice and snow.

She stared blankly at the person in front of her, and the last trace of clarity in her eyes was swallowed by desire.

She bent down meekly and looked up at Li Lingge.

"Master."

Outside the window, a bright moon rises quietly.

The patterns on the Bauhinia ring blended perfectly with the bloodstains on her neck, making them indistinguishable from each other.

…

The next day.

The mountain gate of Taisu Divine Sect is covered with snow all year round. Two towering ice pillars stand in the white snow, and the ice dragon statues wrapped around the pillars are lifelike.

Today's mountain-guarding disciples are two young female cultivators.

"I heard that Senior Sister Lin, no, that traitor recognized a man as his master at the Alchemy Conference?"

Before he finished speaking, a white figure came walking on the snow.

"Lin, Lin Chan'er?!" The mountain guarding disciple exclaimed, unsheathing his sword. "You, a traitor who recognizes others as your master, dare you come back?!"

Lin Chan'er's expression remained unchanged, and the jade pendant on her waist glowed faintly.

The dragon eyes on the icicle suddenly lit up, and two ice dragons came to life and bowed before her.

"Get out of the way." Her voice was cold.

"Don't even think about it!" the mountain-guarding disciple shouted, "The sect leader has ordered that the traitor Lin Chan'er is never allowed to set foot in the sect again."

Before he could finish his words, the two of them suddenly froze in place, a thin layer of frost forming around their bodies.

Lin Chan'er walked past them without even moving her sleeves.

As you step into the mountain gate, a biting cold hits you in the face.

The palaces of the Taisu Divine Sect are all carved from ten-thousand-year-old black ice, reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.

The snow soul flowers on both sides of the road sensed her breath and closed their flowers one after another.

"Look! It's the traitor!"

"How can she have the nerve to come back?"

"A lowly servant who recognizes others as her master is a disgrace to the master!"

The sound of ridicule came from all directions.

Lin Chan'er kept walking, her white skirt swept across the snow, leaving a trail of shallow footprints.

Suddenly, a sharp ice cone broke through the air!

Lin Chan'er didn't even turn her head, and the ice cone shattered three feet behind her.

"Junior Sister Lin, how are you?"

A sarcastic voice sounded, and Leng Yue, dressed in a luxurious ice-blue dress, blocked the middle of the road with a group of disciples.

"I heard you've found a master? What, are you addicted to being a slave and come back to show off?"

There was a sudden burst of sneers all around. Their Taisu Divine Sect was originally a sect respected by everyone, but because of Lin Chaner, it has now become the laughing stock of the entire Star Domain Divine Realm.

Lin Chan'er finally stopped and said, "Senior Sister Lengyue, I'm here to get the remaining scroll of the Taisu Heart Sutra."

ha? !

Leng Yue laughed exaggeratedly.

"Do you think that Taisu Divine Sect is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

Then she changed the subject.

"Capture this traitor!"

Dozens of disciples attacked at the same time, and ice cones poured down from the sky like a rainstorm.

Lin Chan'er sighed softly and tapped her jade fingers lightly.

Click!

All the ice cones instantly solidified in the air and then shattered into ice crystals all over the sky!

Leng Yue's face changed drastically.

"How dare you use the skills taught by outsiders to act so presumptuously in front of your master!"

"This wasn't taught by an outsider." Lin Chan'er walked forward slowly. "This is the seventh level of the Taisu Heart Sutra, the Ice Soul Formless Form. It's just that Senior Sister hasn't mastered it yet."

With every step she took, the snow beneath her feet condensed into ice lotuses.

Before the disciples who were rushing towards him could get close, they turned into ice sculptures and stood still in attacking postures.

"Impossible!" Leng Yue screamed, "The Taisu Heart Sutra only has six levels!"

Lin Chan'er had already walked up to her: "Because the seventh level was something my master helped me comprehend."

At the cemetery of divine beasts, on the verge of life and death, Li Lingge helped her detoxify herself from the poison of lust.

When their souls communicated, she realized the seventh level of the Taisu Heart Sutra.

Lin Chaner gave Leng Yue a light push with her palm, and Leng Yue flew backwards and hit the icicle heavily.

The Hanyu Palace was right in front of her. Just as Lin Chan'er was about to step in, a majestic voice rang out.

"Traitor!"

Leng Bingning, the leader of Taisu Divine Sect, appeared with the elders, all of whom had gloomy expressions.

"Master." Lin Chan'er saluted, but her attitude was no longer respectful. "I'm here to take back what belongs to me."

"You have been expelled from the sect long ago. Taisu Divine Sect has nothing for you!" an elder shouted.

Lin Chan'er didn't answer, but just raised her hand.

boom!

The ice coffin on the top floor of Hanyu Palace suddenly exploded, and a stream of light flew into her hand.

It was a broken jade scroll that exuded an ancient aura.

"The fragment of the Taisu Heart Sutra!" Leng Bingning's face changed drastically. "Lin Chan'er, this belongs to the Taisu Divine Sect. How can we allow a traitor like you to covet it!"

Lin Chan'er gently stroked the jade slip, then looked up and said.

"Master has ordered that whoever can comprehend the seventh level of the Taisu Heart Sutra will be given this fragment."

The elders looked at each other in bewilderment. Bai Wei was the ancestor of the Taisu Divine Sect, and the ancestor had indeed said this.

But at that time, Lin Chan'er was still the saint of the sect, but now everything has changed.

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