Bai Zihan moved toward the study table and sat down, pulling out brush, ink, and jade slips. His expression hardened, the usual casual smirk nowhere to be seen.
He dipped the brush in ink, his hand steady as he began to write stroke after stroke upon a fresh scroll.
Bai Xueqing sat nearby, hands clasped tightly in her lap. She waited patiently, not daring to disturb Bai Zihan as she sat there.
Time seemed to blur.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Bai Zihan exhaled and placed the brush down.
Before him lay a complete set of intricate characters that pulsed faintly with a chilling aura—the Frost Immortal Scripture.
The ink hadn't even fully dried, yet a thread of frost crawled along the surface of the scroll.
Bai Zihan leaned back, rubbing his wrist. His eyes lingered on the scripture for a long moment before he turned to Bai Xueqing.
"Here it is!"
He said, handing over the Frost Immortal Scripture.
"The technique that will let you control your Heavenly Ice Body."
