"I heard Jiang Wanwan was also exiled to this Deserted Star. Her spiritual power is B-level..."
"So what if she's B-level?" Hua Xi glanced at Jiang Xinli, a flicker of fear flashing in his eyes.
"The Female Master doesn't like her. It's best if we don't get involved with her."
"Besides, Jiang Wanwan was only exiled because she was implicated by the Female Master. Now she's the temporary Vice Lord of the Deserted Star, trying to redeem herself through meritorious service. We're just death-row criminals living on borrowed time.
Do you think she'd ignore all those Advanced Warriors stationed on this Deserted Star just to come and soothe our spiritual power?"
Yue Hua Yin was left speechless by this, his gaze subconsciously shifting to Jiang Xinli.
Her body trembled slightly as she walked step by step toward Xuan Ying. Sheng Tianze followed close behind, like a mother hen protecting her chick.
Jiang Xinli's fear of Xuan Ying wasn't an act in the slightest.
At this moment, Xuan Ying was suffused with a cold, murderous aura, like a Demon God risen from the Hell Abyss.
Although his tall frame was slumped in a seated position, it still radiated an oppressive aura capable of crushing anything.
Every inch of his skin was covered in horrifying Ice Blue Snake Scales. The scales shimmered with a cold, spectral light in the dimness, like a suit of impenetrable Cold Armor.
His handsome face, once defined by its deep-set features and hard lines that bespoke an innate coldness and pride, was now half-covered by the Ice Blue Snake Scales, adding a touch of ferocity and mystery.
The higher a Male Beastman's Frenzy Value, the more obvious his beastly features become.
Jiang Xinli had been afraid of snakes since childhood. Looking at Xuan Ying now, she was terrified. It felt as if she weren't facing a man, but a Primordial Giant Beast ready to swallow her whole at any moment.
She was even more afraid that if he opened his mouth, a venomous, forked tongue would dart out from between his thin, chilly lips with a HISS.
It wasn't just Jiang Xinli who was worried about Xuan Ying.
Knowing Xuan Ying's temperament, Yue Hua Yin's brow furrowed slightly as he stood up and walked over.
Seeing this, Hua Xi followed as well.
Jiang Xinli stopped a meter away from Xuan Ying, her tone gentle and filled with genuine concern. "Xuan Ying, your Frenzy Value is too high. Let me help you..."
Xuan Ying glanced at her with his crimson, vertical pupils, then looked away and snorted coldly. "I don't need your fake concern."
He turned his head away, his previously slumped body instantly straightening, clearly rejecting her approach.
Jiang Xinli looked at him, her heart pounding with growing panic.
According to the original owner's memories, the best way for a female below A-level to use her spiritual power to soothe her Beast Husband was to press their foreheads together, as this was the fastest way to enter their Spiritual Sea.
As for females who were S-level or higher, a single thought was enough to soothe a Male Beastman's Spiritual Sea from a distance.
The reason she had been able to enter Ye Kuo's Spiritual Sea when he was strangling her was most likely because her Dodder Flower Ability had been activated for the first time.
But Xuan Ying was tall, and he was sitting down. Jiang Xinli was caught in an awkward position, unable to decide whether to bend over or remain standing.
The thought of pressing her forehead against his, combined with the sight of his face covered in Ice Blue Snake Scales and blood, not to mention the venomous tongue that could flick out at any moment, made Jiang Xinli's palms instantly break out in a cold sweat.
"Xuan Ying, just let the Female Master help you."
Sheng Tianze glanced at Jiang Xinli, a hint of expectation in his eyes.
'Did I hear things before? I guess we'll see if she can soothe Xuan Ying like she did Ye Kuo...'
At this thought, he reached out, took one of her hands, and gave her palm a reassuring squeeze.
"Don't be afraid. I'm right behind you."
"Mm," the girl nodded, her palms drenched in cold sweat and her body trembling slightly.
"Xuan Ying, I'm starting now," Jiang Xinli said, seeing him close his eyes in a clear refusal to let their foreheads touch.
"I'd rather die than have you meddle." Xuan Ying turned his head back, letting out a cold sneer that sounded like an Ice Blade scraping across glass—sharp and piercing. He then mocked,
"With that pathetic bit of spiritual power you have, you'd be better off saving it to protect yourself when the Puppet Corpses arrive."
After speaking, he raised his gaze to the three men guarding Jiang Xinli, sneering, "I never thought you'd be so loyal to this vicious woman!"
As he finished, his eight-pack abs heaved with anger. The movement tore his wounds open even wider, and dark red blood seeped out, staining the Ice Blue Snake Scales an even more demonic shade.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinli's eyes instantly reddened.
Her lips quivered as she mumbled pitifully, "No, it's not like that. They don't care about me, they're just worried about you..."
Saying this, she pressed her lips together and moved a little closer to Xuan Ying.
Xuan Ying closed his eyes again and turned his head away.
Jiang Xinli bit her lip. After a deep breath, she placed her hands on his blood-stained shoulders, bent her knees, and straddled his lap.
The hem of her black silk dress fell to the ground, revealing the pale, delicate skin of her calves and thighs.
Yue Hua Yin sharply held his breath. "(｀・ω・´)"
"Σ(⊙▽⊙"a" Hua Xi's charming eyes went wide, his face screaming "Not suitable for children." "This—oh my god!" 'I'm just a baby!'
Sheng Tianze, however, remained silent.
A bone-chilling cold spread through Jiang Xinli's entire body from where their thighs touched.
Her hands trembled, but she gently yet firmly cupped Xuan Ying's blood-stained face, turning his frosty, handsome features to face her.
Xuan Ying's crimson, vertical pupils widened instantly. However, before he could react, the girl had already gently pressed her forehead against his.
A faint rose fragrance mixed with her warm breath washed over his face.
Just as Jiang Xinli thought he would obediently accept her soothing, Xuan Ying's large hands, covered in Ice Blue Snake Scales, shot out and clamped around her slender waist like iron pincers.
Her waist was so slim he could encircle it with one hand, and it felt as if he could snap it with the slightest bit of force.
His hands felt as if they carried the chill of a thousand-year-old frozen pond, making Jiang Xinli shiver involuntarily.
Jiang Xinli's train of thought was broken. She let out a small cry, and before she could react, he yanked her sharply toward him.
The distance between them closed, and their posture became even more intimate.
"You think you can control me?" Xuan Ying's gaze fell on her delicate lips, now just inches away. His voice was husky and laced with danger.
Yue Hua Yin and Hua Xi exchanged a look of surprise.
Sheng Tianze's fingers, hanging at his side, curled unconsciously. His gentle eyes grew cold and heavy, and a flicker of jealousy passed through them.
Jiang Xinli fought back her discomfort, her voice trembling as she once again cupped his face, which was already covered in Snake Scales.
"Trust me, I can soothe you..."
The moment the words left her mouth, her spiritual power slowly unfurled, and Jiang Xinli's vision went dark.
A bone-piercing cold assaulted her from all directions.
She slowly opened her eyes to find herself in a world of ice and snow.
The wind howled, and snowflakes danced in the air.
In the distance, a small, fractured, ice-blue castle with cracked walls came into view.
Jiang Xinli knew this was Xuan Ying's Spiritual Image.
And his Spirit Body was most likely inside that castle.
She took a deep breath and, with a heart full of apprehension, walked quickly toward the ice castle...