She didn't care about the fashion faux pas, because what she needed right now was full mobility.
She dropped to her knees beside the freezing pool, plunging both her bare arms directly into the icy water.
She closed her eyes, channeling every ounce of Yang Qi her spiritual sea possessed. "Come on! Boil! It's your time to shine!" she commanded.
The water around her hands began to bubble.
Slowly, the thick sheet of ice began to melt, the water heating up under the sheer force of her internal stove.
"Wangchen! I can't hold this thermal equilibrium and fix his meridians at the same time! I need a stabilizing agent!" Ji'an shouted over her shoulder. "I need ingredients! Three-Leaf Fire Ginseng, the core of a Yang-attribute beast, and a handful of Dragon-Breath Peppercorns! Do you have them in your vault?!"
Wangchen stood frozen in the doorway.
He looked at his master, who was slowly freezing to death on the tiles.
