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“Good, good, good…”

Ling Ze laughed in extreme anger, his voice chilling to the bone.
He spoke first: “Guards, take the Eldest Princess away, keep her under strict guard, and await her punishment.”

“As for this person…” He pointed at Mufeng, “Drag him down and execute him with extreme punishment—behead him immediately.”

“Wait!”

A voice, clear and cold as an ice spring but containing endless chill, rang out in the great hall.

Xun Xue took a step forward.

“Hm?” Ling Ze frowned irritably, “Xun Xue, what else do you have to say?”

“This person injured my child, vicious and malicious.”

Xun Xue’s voice carried a calm that chilled the marrow: “To kill him with a single stroke of the blade, isn’t that letting him off too easily?”

“…Do as you please.
I am a little tired.”

Ling Ze closed his eyes wearily, sighed, and waved his hand.

His voice was heavy with fatigue and disappointment: “Court is dismissed.”

With that, Ling Ze leaned back on the dragon throne and closed his eyes in contemplation, while Xun Xue led Mufeng away with a face full of cold air.

Deep in the dark, damp death row.

The heavy smell of blood, mixed with the scent of rust and rot, was nauseating.

Mufeng was chained to the cold stone wall with thick black iron chains, but a twisted sneer hung on his face as he looked at Lu Qiancha outside the cell door: “Tsk, I really didn’t expect you to come back from that place without the Frost Moon Wheel.
I thought you were going to rot in that illusion, hahahaha!”

Lu Qiancha was expressionless.
Her response was a fierce punch, condensed with cold spiritual energy, without any fancy moves but wrapped in anger.

“Thump!”

It landed solidly on his abdomen.

“Urgh…”

Mufeng’s eyes bulged, and his body curled up in pain like a shrimp.
With his spiritual energy sealed, he was no different from a mortal at this moment.

“Qiancha…” Xun Xue’s fingertips had already condensed several ice needles emitting extreme cold and deathly qi.

Her voice was unusually gentle: “Tell Mama, which hand did this beast injure?”

Hearing this, Lu Qiancha shook her head gently at first, then said coldly, “Mother, cripple both hands together.”

“Alright.”

Xun Xue agreed without hesitation, flicking her fingers lightly.

“Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle—!”

Several tiny but fatal dark blue cold lights instantly sank into Mufeng’s arms.

“Arghhhhh—!”

Mufeng let out a shrill howl like a dying beast as his arms exploded from the inside.

Countless sharp ice crystals, like hideous thorns, pierced through flesh, tore tendons, and penetrated bones.

Before the blood could gush out, it was instantly frozen by the extreme cold.

His two arms hung limply like thoroughly mashed lotus roots.

The pain was not over yet.

The Trickery Cube in Lu Qiancha’s paw flowed with dark light and instantly transformed into a half-red, half-yellow spiral long spear.

Her eyes were cold as she aimed the spear tip at Mufeng’s legs and stabbed down rapidly.

“Squelch! Squelch!”

Two dull tearing sounds, and the spear tip precisely pierced through his ankles.

His tendons snapped at the sound.

“Ahhh—!”

Mufeng’s screams no longer sounded human.

But this was not the end.

Lu Qiancha pressed forward, a paw swirling with spiritual energy pressing hard on his dantian.

“Break!”

With a soft shout, the spiritual energy poured in like violent thunder, vibrating fiercely.

“Urgh—! Pfft!”

Mufeng’s body stiffened as if struck by lightning, and a large mouthful of foul blood mixed with pieces of internal organs sprayed out wildly.

His eyes rolled back, and as if all his bones had been removed, he collapsed limply, his cultivation completely crippled.

Then, Lu Qiancha, expressionless, took out a bottle of milky white, viscous medicinal liquid, roughly pinched open his clenched jaw, and poured it all in.

“Cough, cough, cough! Urgh…”

Mufeng was forced to wake up from his coma, choking.

His dilated pupils barely focused, staring fixedly at the handsome face in front of him, his voice hoarse and broken, carrying deep-seated resentment: “Bastard, isn’t it enough to harm me to this extent?!”

“Smack!”

Xun Xue slapped him hard across the face with a backhand.

“Pfft!” A few bloody teeth flew out.

His right cheek instantly swelled high, turning blue and purple.

Lu Qiancha wore a faint smile, her red lips parting slightly, her voice as light as a whisper: “Not enough.”

Lu Qiancha calmly took out dozens of bottles and jars from her storage pouch, potions of various colors and strange shapes—these were her masterpieces that had accumulated for a long time but had no way to be tested.

Her movements were elegant, one bottle after another, prying open Mufeng’s mouth and forcibly pouring them down his throat.

Then Lu Qiancha took a step back, took out a jade slip, and with a focused expression, began to observe and record.

Every subtle change, every painful twitch, every desperate howl became valuable experimental data.

An hour later, Lu Qiancha closed the jade slip in her hand, which was filled with detailed records, a look of satisfaction on her face.

‘A perfect test subject, with strong recovery ability and acute sensitivity to pain.’

“Mother, let’s go.”

Lu Qiancha turned to Xun Xue, her voice returning to its usual coolness.

“Leaving the Northern Region?”

Xun Xue looked at her gently.

Lu Qiancha shook her head gently and said, “Let’s stay for a few more days.”

She still had many new ideas she hadn’t had time to try.

“Mm.”

Xun Xue nodded knowingly, her eyes filled only with doting: “Whatever Little Qiancha says.”

That night, upon returning to the palace, Lu Qiancha took off her disguise.

“Hug.”

Lu Qiancha extended her arms and said softly to Xun Xue.

“Okay.”

Xun Xue chuckled lightly and pulled Lu Qiancha into her arms, feeling the familiar vanilla scent of the other person… seeming to also smell a hint of rich milk fragrance.

At the side, Ling Wanbai trotted over and said expressionlessly, “Welcome home.
Do you want to eat first, take a bath first, or eat me first?”

Lu Qiancha: “?”

Xun Xue: “?”

Lu Qiancha jumped down from Xun Xue’s arms, stood on her tiptoes, pawed at Ling Wanbai’s face, and said grumpily, “Where did you learn this strange talk?”

“The Great Spirit Venerable taught me.
She said it could increase Lord Qiancha’s willingness to pay.”

Ling Wanbai pushed Lu Qiancha’s restless little paw back and then said expressionlessly.

“Alright, alright, stop arguing you two.
Do you want some candy?”

As Xun Xue spoke, she took out a sugar sculpture and a stick of candied haws from her storage pouch.

“I want it!”

Lu Qiancha raised her paw and trotted all the way to Xun Xue’s side.

Lu Qiancha chose the candied haws, holding them with both little paws, and nuzzled her little head against Xun Xue, saying, “You can pet my ears.”

“Okay.”

Xun Xue reached out and teased Lu Qiancha’s little ears, then rubbed between Lu Qiancha’s two ears.

“Purr~”

Lu Qiancha held the candied haws, narrowed her eyes, and let out a purring sound of enjoyment.

She looked very content.

Xun Xue let go of her hand and looked at Lu Qiancha with some confusion.
She felt that this little guy in her family seemed to have undergone some changes she didn’t know about.

She felt that her personality had softened a lot, but…

Xun Xue recalled Lu Qiancha’s ruthlessness towards Mufeng just now.

Xun Xue pursed her lips, an inexplicable guess forming in her heart.

She reached out and snatched the candied haws from Lu Qiancha’s hand.

“Ngh?”

Lu Qiancha’s ears drooped.
She tugged at the corner of Xun Xue’s clothes with her paw and said softly, “You can pet my tail too, don’t snatch my candy…”

Xun Xue returned the candy, then transmitted her voice to Ling Wanbai, telling her to take Lu Qiancha’s candy away.

“?”

Although Ling Wanbai was confused, she did as she was told.

“Ngh… my candy!”

Lu Qiancha puffed up her little cheeks, and a bottle of gray potion smashed towards Ling Wanbai.

In an instant, Ling Wanbai’s movements became as slow as a snail.
Lu Qiancha reached out and snatched both the candied haws and the sugar sculpture from her hand.

Then, Lu Qiancha smiled sweetly and handed the candied haws to Xun Xue, saying, “Did Mother want to eat candy just now? Here you go.”

Xun Xue looked at the seemingly harmless little wolf in front of her, then looked at Ling Wanbai who was frozen at the side.

She leaned back slightly.