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His slender figure rose into the air, and with his unparalleled martial arts skills, he reached out from the air to try to grab that snow-white figure and bring her out of danger!

However.

At that very moment.

Lotus suddenly turned her head, and amidst the swirling snow, her previously blank eyes were now as bright as lightning!

As Ye Chuhan's hand reached out from mid-air, she suddenly stretched out her own hand, gathering all her inner strength, to meet his outstretched hand. Without hesitation, she met his vicious palm strike head-on. Ye Chuhan was caught off guard and met her palm strike head-on!

That palm strike was infused with all her hatred and inner strength, yet it was far from being a match for Ye Chuhan. Instead, she was instinctively countered by his protective true energy. Lotus's body trembled, and under the blow of his protective true energy, her weak body involuntarily flew backward several feet!

The avalanche was like a snow dragon cascading down, instantly engulfing her!

"lotus--!!"

At the summit of Tianshan Mountain, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly echoed, a cry of grief and indignation as sharp as blood!

He watched helplessly as he accidentally struck her with a palm strike, and she vanished from his sight in an instant!

Ye Chuhan's mind went completely blank in an instant. He suddenly lost all his strength, his heart was pounding, and his eyes were almost crazed. He was completely unaware that Du Heng behind him had quickly helped him up and rushed down the mountain!

That day.

The Tianshan Mountains, which have been covered in ice and snow for thousands of years, have finally awakened.

The glacier broke apart, and the massive avalanche seemed to fall from the sky, like a snow dragon surging and roaring, riding the clouds and mist, pouring down with fierce force and swallowing everything!

When the Tianshan Mountains rage, they shake the heavens and the earth!

Chapter Five: The Moon Like Frost

Vol.1

Ten days later.

Tianshan Snow Gate Flower Valley Cave Beyond the Heavens.

It was late at night.

A man in his mid-twenties, dressed in blue, stood outside the valley. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with long, slender fingers. He carried a simple medicine pouch, but nothing else on his person.

Inside the flower valley, the old enforcer Du Heng strode in with several disciples of the Tianshan Snow Sect. Upon seeing the man in blue, he couldn't help but burst into excited laughter.

"Dr. Ping, you've finally arrived."

The man carrying the medicine bag turned around, his eyes like autumn water, and smiled faintly, "Old Master Du, just call me Qiushui. I dare not accept the title of divine doctor!"

That man in blue was none other than Ping Qiushui, the famous doctor from the northern desert!

He traveled thousands of miles, invited from the northern desert to the borderlands by the people of the Tianshan Snow Sect, all to seek a way to break the backlash from Ye Chuhan's Heart-Connecting Gu, the Love-Sickness Insect.

Outside the Valley of Flowers.

Ping Qiushui bowed to Du Heng and said humbly, "This junior has come a thousand miles on my father's orders, and the journey has taken a long time. I do not yet know how the sect leader's illness is."

The first thing he heard was a sigh.

Ping Qiushui looked up and saw the old man's face, weathered and gloomy. Du Heng, who couldn't help but sigh, led him into the flower valley, his voice heavy.

"Dr. Ping, please come with me."

East Garden Warm Pavilion.

Deep within the hot spring, clouds and mist rise and fall.

The night is deep, and this place is precisely the gentle land that intoxicates the senses.

The luminous pearl illuminated the entire pavilion as bright as day, its jewels gleaming. The pavilion doors were wide open, and a riot of springtime pleasures rushed in. Musicians played, the sounds of pipa and zither blending together, their decadent music filling the air. A celestial dancer, dressed in a half-naked gown, her figure graceful and alluring, her jade pendants jingling, danced and sang on the rotating platform, every smile and gesture exuding boundless charm and springtime allure.

The red candles are lit softly.

Inside the golden beast incense burner, the sweet and intoxicating fragrance of jade dew burned.

Ye Chuhan, languid and elegant like a white fox, lay comfortably on the soft couch, holding a gold and jade wine cup in one hand. A hazy, dreamy light flickered in her narrow eyes, and a captivating smile played on her thin lips.

Several stunningly beautiful concubines served him attentively, their smiles pleasing and their allure captivating. Beneath their sheer robes, they appeared half-naked, their snow-white skin faintly visible.

Ping Qiushui followed Du Heng into the warm pavilion.

Faced with the magnificent sight of singing birds and dancing butterflies, Ping Qiushui kept her eyes straight ahead and followed Du Heng to the center of the warm pavilion, where they stopped.

Ye Chuhan also saw him.

He remained half-reclined on the soft couch, motionless, looking at the young man in blue standing below him with a lazy smile.

"You are Ping Qiushui?"

Ping Qiushui bowed respectfully, saying, "I am Ping Qiushui."

"You wouldn't happen to have a younger sister named Ping Changtian, would you?" Ye Chuhan casually lay down, lazily resting her head on her long, black hair, her eyes full of contempt and mockery as she teased him with a smile.

"But I wonder what your sister looks like? If she looks like you, she must be quite beautiful!"