Senior Sister, Please Don't Die...

Pei Ling had no time to care about Jin Sumian.

Because the Nine Nether Frost Spring Water was too painful!

As soon as his body was immersed in it, it was as if a dismemberment had begun.

Countless sharp blades slashed through his entire body. As time passed, the pain became more and more intense.

That was not all. After all, he was someone who had absorbed fire into his body. Pei Ling cursed at the system while guarding against Jin Sumian's outburst.

However, what he did not expect was that as the system cultivated, the originally quiet Cold Marrow Fire gradually became lively.

An azure flame lit up from the depths of his pupils. After absorbing the essence of the Nine Nether Cold Spring Water, it slowly spread throughout his body.

F*ck, f*ck, f*ck!

Stupid system!

Trash retard!

F*ck your ancestors!