Strictly speaking, the true ruler of the Extreme North should now be the God of Emotions, Huo Yuhao.
After all, the Snow Emperor's Order, which symbolizes the ruler of the Extreme North, was in his hands.
To the Ice God's Heart, this was a disgrace to the Extreme North.
Thus, she constantly thought about how to reclaim the Snow Emperor's Order.
Whether from the perspective of the Extreme North or for her own personal need, she had to take it back.
However, the God of Emotions, Huo Yuhao, had long ascended to godhood and left the Douluo Continent. The only way for her to retrieve the Snow Emperor's Order was for Xia Yi to become a god himself.
When she first became Xia Yi's spirit soul, she felt as though she was indulging in an impossible dream.
But as Xia Yi continued to grow, she slowly realized—perhaps she wasn't dreaming after all.
From Xia Yi, she even saw potential that surpassed that of a God-King.
Combined with his current relationship with Gu Yue, she had willingly accepted addressing Xia Yi as "Master."
With Xia Yi's persuasion, Gu Yue did not go after Xia Hong in a fit of rage.
Xia Hong knew far more than they had imagined—she was definitely hiding a huge secret. If she refused to speak, forcing her wouldn't help.
Thus, Xia Yi and Gu Yue decided to leave Mingdu and return to Shrek City.
As for Xia Hong, they would deal with her another time.
She wouldn't be able to escape, anyway.
Upon returning to Shrek City, Xia Yi didn't report to Shrek Academy immediately. Instead, he and Gu Yue went to the Spirit Pagoda.
Upon seeing the radiant Gu Yue, Leng Yaozhu's gaze toward Xia Yi instantly turned furious.
"Yue'er, step outside for a moment. I have something to say to Xia Yi." Leng Yaozhu's voice was cold, her beautiful eyes filled with anger.
"Alright, teacher." Gu Yue stuck her tongue out at Xia Yi mischievously and darted away.
As soon as Gu Yue shut the door from outside, Leng Yaozhu turned back to Xia Yi and said icily, "Explain yourself."
"Explain what?" Xia Yi looked aggrieved.
"Explain what? Do you even have the nerve to ask?" Leng Yaozhu slammed her palm on the table, her eyes reddening as she said, "I don't object to you being with Yue'er, but couldn't you have waited another two years? Yue'er is only fourteen! How could you bring yourself to do it?"
Xia Yi could tell that Leng Yaozhu was genuinely furious—this was the first time she had ever been this angry at him.
No matter how he had offended her before, she had never truly lost her temper.
Of course, Xia Yi had always been careful not to cross that line.
But now, because he had "harmed" Gu Yue, Leng Yaozhu was red-eyed with rage.
"That night in Mingdu, we both had a little to drink, and things just… happened naturally," Xia Yi explained stiffly.
He felt completely wronged.
It was Gu Yue who had been making advances on him over and over again.
He had always held back because of her young age.
The fact that he had endured until now was already a testament to his extraordinary self-control.
But this time in Mingdu, she had practically forced herself on him.
What could he have done?
Yet, he couldn't possibly push all the blame onto Gu Yue in front of Leng Yaozhu.
He could only take responsibility himself.
A little grievance wasn't a big deal.
After all, no matter how he looked at it, he hadn't lost out.
"Had a little to drink? Is that even an excuse?" Leng Yaozhu was livid. Could Xia Yi's excuse be any more perfunctory?
"It was mostly that we lost control. The alcohol was just a catalyst," Xia Yi continued, bracing himself.
"Lost control!" Leng Yaozhu's anger finally subsided a little.
That reason… she could barely accept it.
"I understand that at your age, your bodies are full of energy. If I were to demand that you abstain completely, you probably wouldn't listen. Even if I disagreed, you'd just sneak around behind my back.
But you're both still young. You must be mindful.
Not just Gu Yue—you as well.
This is the prime time for cultivation. You can't let romance hinder your progress, and you certainly can't overdo it to the point of damaging your health," Leng Yaozhu said, fixing Xia Yi with a stern look.
"At your age, once a month is the limit."
"Once a month?!" Xia Yi's eyelids twitched violently.
He could endure it, but Gu Yue definitely couldn't.
That girl was practically addicted—she clung to him all the time.
"Yes, only once a month. Even if Yue'er wants more, you must not give in," Leng Yaozhu insisted, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks.
She wouldn't have discussed this with Xia Yi if she weren't genuinely worried that overindulgence might harm their bodies at such a young age.
"I'll try… but I can't promise," Xia Yi replied cautiously.
He knew that Leng Yaozhu was looking out for them.
But the idea that this could harm them physically was absurd.
Gu Yue was the Silver Dragon King in human form.
Even though her power was sealed, the immense energy within her constantly nourished her body.
There was no way something like this could weaken her.
As for himself, Xia Yi had no concerns at all.
Every time he and Gu Yue were together, he could feel his physical strength circulating on its own, forming a cycle between them.
Far from harming their bodies, it actually reinforced their foundations.
Even Gu Yue benefited—her constitution was improving, even though it didn't increase her soul power.
That was one of the reasons she had become so insatiable.
But there was no way he could explain all of this to Leng Yaozhu.
So he had to stall her for now.
Seeing Xia Yi's dismissive response, Leng Yaozhu was furious again. She gritted her teeth and said, "If you truly care about Yue'er, can't you at least restrain yourself for her sake?"
"It's because I care about her that I don't know if I can hold back," Xia Yi said, shamelessly.
"You…!" Leng Yaozhu's chest rose and fell in anger. Xia Yi was infuriating!
Wait, no—he had always been this infuriating.
"We know our limits," Xia Yi lowered his head, adopting an attitude of resignation.
If Leng Yaozhu wanted to scold or punish him, he would accept it.
He just wouldn't agree.
Because if he did, Leng Yaozhu would drag Gu Yue in for a lecture too.
Then Gu Yue would have to bear the brunt of her fury instead.
"You're just here to make me angry, aren't you?" Leng Yaozhu glared at him.
"No, we actually came to talk to you about something else—your sister," Xia Yi quickly changed the topic, sensing that she was truly upset.
"My sister? You've met her?" Leng Yaozhu's gaze instantly sharpened.
"Yes." Xia Yi nodded. "I've already given her the storage ring you entrusted to me."
"What was her reaction?" Leng Yaozhu instantly appeared beside him, gripping his arm tightly, her chest heaving even more intensely. She was desperate for an answer.
Leng Yulai's reaction?
She had clung to Xia Yi, insisting on calling him "Master."
Xia Yi's eyelid twitched. There was no way he could say that.
"I'll hand her over to you, but you have to promise—no matter what happens, you won't get angry. And you definitely can't take it out on me," Xia Yi said cautiously.
"Did you do something to my sister?" Leng Yaozhu narrowed her eyes.
"No! Absolutely not!" Xia Yi shook his head wildly.
"Fine. Take me to her. No matter what happens, I won't get angry," Leng Yaozhu said firmly, anticipation lighting up her eyes.
"No need to go anywhere. She's right here." Xia Yi took a deep breath. With a thought, the dark phoenix tattoo on his arm glowed, and Cold Yu Lai appeared beside him.
"Sister… Yulai…" Leng Yaozhu's voice trembled.
Tears instantly welled up in her eyes.
Seeing her long-lost sister right in front of her, she covered her mouth to suppress her sobs.
She wanted to embrace Cold Yu Lai, but her body trembled so much from excitement that she couldn't move.
"I'll leave you two to talk," Xia Yi tried to slip away.
But how could Leng Yulai let him go?
"Master, don't leave me," she said, clinging to his arm like a pet rubbing against him.
Leng Yaozhu froze.
"…Master?"
Her gaze darkened instantly.
"Xia Yi…"
She ground out his name, her eyes burning with fury.
"Sister Yaozhu, you promised not to get angry… Don't go back on your word!"
(End of Chapter)