Mu Tiantian rubbed her head and sat up, crossing her arms and rubbing them together. "Hey bro, did you bring me to an ice cellar? I remember we were just in a cave a moment ago."

Bei Mingchuan opened the wooden box, took out a soul-summoning flower, and brought it to her lips, saying, "Eat it."

Seven Commandments warns: [If an ordinary person were to ingest this flower, they would completely lose their mind and take several days to recover. There is no antidote, and their body would become weak and feeble. However, those who have mastered the Nine Star Yin-Yang Record may recover faster.]

Mu Tiantian: [He hasn't gotten anything out of me yet, so he's trying to trick me into saying more.]

Qi Tong was also a little curious: "[You don't seem to be able to be hypnotized? I feel like you get a headache whenever you're hypnotized?]"

In a previous world, she had experienced this as well; whenever she was hypnotized, she would get a headache, and in severe cases, she would faint.

Therefore, Qi Tong was curious about this.

Mu Tiantian: [Perhaps... I have a special talent.]

Qi Tong: [But, this shouldn't be...]

“Brother, I feel nauseous whenever I smell this aroma. I fainted just now because of it. Even if you let me eat it, I will still faint, and you still won’t get anything out of me.” Mu Tiantian said to Bei Mingchuan before Qi Tong could finish speaking.

She took the séance from his hand, smiled, and said, "I can tell you anything you want to know, but if you're really worried, I can eat it myself."

At worst, I'll just stay dizzy for a few more days.

Just as Mu Tiantian was about to put the soul-summoning flower into her mouth, Bei Mingchuan took it back and put it in the wooden box, his amber eyes revealing no emotion.

He didn't ask anything, and said calmly, "Come here and grind it into powder."

Bei Mingchuan placed the wooden box on the table next to the ice coffin.

Mu Tiantian got out of bed and went over to him, and began to grind the soul-summoning flower as he instructed.

Seeing that she was deliberately changing the subject and not answering it, Qitong didn't ask any more questions.

If she doesn't want to talk, no one can pry a single word out of her.

Seven Unifications: [I'm letting you in advance. Judging by the time, I need to start cultivating my emotional reserves. I might leave at any moment. The survival system will activate for you, so remember not to do anything reckless.]

Mu Tiantian was already used to it: 【Go ahead, go ahead, how could someone as suicidal as me possibly do something reckless?】

Qi Tong: [Why do I get the feeling you're actually looking forward to my leaving?]

Mu Tiantian: [...Otherwise, what kind of help do you think your system, with its relatively low privileges, can provide for me?]

Seven Commanders: [Tch...Am I really that useless?]

Mu Tiantian thought carefully: "Hmm...it's not that you're completely useless, it's just...I can't think of anything you'd be useful for right now."

Seven: [I'm ignoring you.]

Mu Tiantian chuckled: [Just kidding. I think your emotions are getting more and more complex. Every time you're really just storing up feelings, not retrieving them?]

Qi Tong grew somewhat anxious: [Don't talk nonsense.]

Mu Tiantian: [Look at you, why are you getting so anxious? Did I hit the nail on the head?]

"Cough!" Bei Mingchuan suddenly coughed violently.

Seeing blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and his swaying body as if he were about to fall, Mu Tiantian quickly stepped forward to support him.

His body temperature was so low it was almost like an ice cube.

Seeing that Mu Tiantian was no longer asking questions, Qi Tong breathed a sigh of relief and scanned Bei Mingchuan's body.

It said: "[The cold poison in Bei Mingchuan's body has not been cleared, and there are signs that it is getting worse. In recent years, every time he rests, he would fall asleep in this ice room, holding your corpse. I feel that he has become somewhat ill, and I don't know what his mental and emotional state is like.]"

Qi Tong: [You were probably the first person he truly trusted. Your death had a huge impact on him, far beyond our imagination, which is why our prediction was off.]

Mu Tiantian was both angry and heartbroken after hearing this.

She went to such great lengths to remove all the poison from his body.

Instead of properly detoxifying himself, he actually made the cold poison worse.

"You..." Mu Tiantian wanted to say a few words to him as she had done before, but remembering her current status, she patiently dragged him out of the ice room.

Bei Mingchuan did not break free, looking at her slender, white fingers, letting her pull on them, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

Yi Xun, who was guarding outside, was surprised to see that the Pavilion Master was being dragged around by Xing Mu.

He was shocked when the Pavilion Master brought her back. The Pavilion Master, who had always disliked contact with people, had actually brought back this woman disguised as a man who was very likely a spy.

If we're still tolerating her unreasonable behavior now, anyone else would probably have been beaten to the ground long ago.

Yi Xun couldn't help but be curious and began to examine Mu Tiantian. However, since she had disguised herself, it seemed that apart from her black pupils being slightly larger and brighter than others, she was no different.

Ignoring everything else, Mu Tiantian began to use her internal energy to heal Bei Mingchuan's injuries.

Although it can't completely cure the poison, it will at least keep him healthy for a while.

To completely detoxify, he must master the complete internal energy cultivation method of the Phoenix Blazing Flame scroll and then regulate his internal energy; no one else can help him.

Moreover, the Phoenix Blazing Flame cannot be practiced simultaneously with the Mysterious Ice Palm, as it is easy to explode and die.

This is why she fed herself with cold poison back then, simulating Bei Mingchuan's physical condition, while practicing the Xuanbing Palm, all in order to improve the Chaofeng Blazing Flame so that he could learn it.

An hour later, Mu Tiantian was weak.

She hasn't fully integrated with this new body yet, so her internal energy hasn't recovered.

That's all she could do.

Bei Mingchuan's condition has improved, and he doesn't feel as cold anymore.

"You've been poisoned by cold. You can't stay in cold places for long, otherwise your body will easily freeze and eventually turn into a pool of blood," Mu Tiantian warned, her voice tinged with urgency. "You..."

Bei Mingchuan wiped the blood from his lips, turned around and looked directly at Mu Tiantian, whose eyes were full of worry.

Mu Tiantian lowered her voice, "This is the first time I've seen someone like you who, despite being poisoned by the cold, still dares to run into an ice cellar."

Bei Mingchuan took a step closer to her, lowered his head, and looked directly into her eyes, as if trying to see through her. "Who exactly are you?"

Mu Tiantian felt inexplicably guilty when he suddenly stared at her like that.

She silently told herself that there was nothing to be nervous about. She should show her previous confidence and that even if he discovered her true identity, there wouldn't be any problems.

But will there really be no problems?

Mu Tiantian swallowed hard, and couldn't help but start to doubt herself.

She gave an awkward laugh, "I...I'm Xing Mu..."

Bei Mingchuan's eyes seemed to show resentment as he straightened up and asked, "Yi Xun, is that spy dead?"

Yi Xun replied respectfully, "Not yet, but he is unwilling to reveal any information, and there won't be much time left."

Bei Mingchuan brought Mu Tiantian to the dungeon.

He made her watch as he tortured that delicate object.

Bei Mingchuan said softly, "This person is the one who approached me while concealing his identity, intending to take my life. Even if he wanted to die, he doesn't have the strength to commit suicide right now, so..."

"You'd better not try anything funny," Bei Mingchuan whispered threateningly in her ear, "Otherwise, I can make you wish you were dead right now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the spy let out a scream and then fell silent.

Mu Tiantian didn't speak. The strong smell of blood in the dungeon made her nauseous, so she covered her nose.

Bei Mingchuan noticed her movements, his eyes brightened, and he said in a low voice, "Shouldn't you take off this mask?"