Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427: 184. Ten Thousand Acres of Forbidden Area, A Lone Island (8.1K characters - Subscribe for the long Chapter)_2

Xueyi, the delicate young lady, pitifully said, "There was already once... my body is still unwell."

Song Yan said, "Add money."

Xueyi, the young lady, hugged Song Yan tightly, laughing sweetly, "Why doesn’t a handsome man like you have a concubine at home, and needs to come here and make a scene?"

Song Yan laughed, "Making a scene, that’s exactly what I love doing."

Xueyi, the young lady, took the initiative to cup his cheeks, leaned up, and coyly said, "Annoying!"

Immediately after, sounds of "Oh my" came from within the pleasure boat.

The young lady had her own special skills, especially since Song Yan appeared like a young lad, she worked even harder thinking, "Actually, I’m not losing out either."

Inside the secluded boat, Song Yan raised his hand, just touching the curtain with his fingertips when a jade-like hand grabbed and pulled it down.

"It’s snowing, cold, finally a bit warm inside the boat."

"I want it to be cold."

Song Yan lifted the curtain, letting the wind and snow rush in at once.

Xueyi, the young lady, screamed, her skin tightening rapidly, and the warmth stopped there.

Song Yan felt tranquil, watching the snow flutter across the sky and earth.

This place was called East Corner City, the easternmost major city of West Extremity Ancient Country, also a place where Song Yan’s Divine Sense could cover the "mysterious sapling".

He came here firstly to guard the sapling, secondly to wait for the Heaven-Stealing Pill.

He knew nothing about the "mysterious sapling", but he couldn’t possibly carry that sapling around everywhere.

Once that sapling leaves the Sacrificial Array, it would truly face divine retribution.

The sapling and the traits of Netherworld’s Qi destined it to be rooted and unable to be easily transferred unless... he could think of some other way to carry it around.

Guarding the sapling was far more meaningful than staying in the Formless Ancient Race’s ancestral veins, or rushing around for the sake of the "Formless Celestial Venerable".

So, Song Yan came.

At that moment, Xueyi, the young lady, hurriedly wrapped herself up, playfully hitting Song Yan, yet still wrapping his arm and sitting beside him, following his gaze outside the boat.

As the saying goes, "The wine and meat of the rich stinks, while bones of the frozen dead lie on the road", at this moment, the pleasure boat happened to pass the slums amidst the wind and snow on the long lake, distinctly different from the dirty and desolate streets and brothels in the distance.

This slum was not only filthy but also unbearably crowded, each person resembling a dirty beggar huddled together, shrinking in the corners of the walls.

Some were still alive, some had already frozen to death.

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