The red light emanating from the jade pendant grew stronger and stronger, and the temperature rose higher and higher until the light it emitted became dazzling.

In the blink of an eye, the jade pendant floating in mid-air quickly disappeared into the body of the person in the ice coffin.

Ning Qing stroked her chin with her fingertips, looking thoughtful.

After a short while, seeing that the person in the ice coffin had not changed at all, Ning Qing lost her patience to wait any longer.

He turned and walked to the shelf to the side, opening boxes of different sizes and materials.

After a careful examination, it was discovered that every single item inside was a rare and precious treasure in the cultivation world.

As they slowly walked to the ice coffin, they discovered that the person inside had developed a faint rosy complexion on their face, which had been as white as ice and snow!

Is this... that he's awake again?

There are no other living beings here besides myself and the person in the ice coffin. It's incredibly boring!

Ning Qing sat on the ground, her bright red dress fluttering onto the white jade floor. The intense red color on the warm and smooth white jade resembled a blooming flower, beautiful and alluring yet also concealing danger!

He sat cross-legged, held his breath and concentrated, and soon entered a state of selfless cultivation!

No matter how time passed, the only two people in the hall, one lay quietly in the ice coffin, while the other sat on the ground diligently cultivating!

Until this day, the eyelashes of the person in the ice coffin twitched slightly, and then the long, closed eyes slowly opened.

A series of familiar yet unfamiliar memories suddenly flooded his mind. After he finished processing these memories, a complex emotion surfaced in his usually calm and unwavering eyes.

When he raised his hand with a hint of emotion and lifted the ice coffin lid covering him, the faint sound was amplified several times in the empty hall.

It also disturbed the person who was cultivating nearby.

Wang Yan, who had just sat up from the ice coffin, met Ning Qing's gaze, who had been disturbed from her cultivation. The two stared at each other, speechless for a moment.

Ning Qing's gaze moved upwards from his handsome face, just as she noticed his shiny bald head.

All I could think was: Holy crap! Holy crap!

He can accept his wife having an ordinary appearance, but he absolutely cannot accept a bald head!

He was lying in an ice coffin, covered with a thick layer of ice, and he was wearing a hat and had his head resting on a black jade pillow, so no one really noticed that he was bald.

Further down, I couldn't help but scream in my mind, "Holy crap, this thick ice sheet is ruining my life!"

He was actually wearing a silver-white striped kasaya!

Yes, definitely, it's just one...

When Wang Yan uttered the first word in surprise, it was, "Qing...!"

Ning Qing met his gaze, which was slightly complicated yet overflowing with surprise.

She stood up irritably and gave him a complicated look.

"Now that you're awake, my mission is complete."

Farewell.

The impact of that bald head on her was simply too great!

She never imagined that her daughter-in-law would be a Buddhist!

All she wants right now is peace and quiet.

Is this the surprise of opening a blind box? But she doesn't want this surprise at all!

As Wang Yan watched Ning Qing turn and leave, he was startled to find his heart sinking. His heart, which had been calm for a thousand years, was suddenly filled with a dense, overwhelming feeling... He couldn't help but reach out his hand towards Ning Qing's back.

"Qing, wait a minute."

Hearing the voices of pleas for her to stay behind her, Ning Qing quickened her pace. No matter how beautiful your face is, it can never outweigh the impact of a bald head on you!

"I have some urgent matters to attend to. Until next time."