Crack, crack!
At this moment, on Han Zhao's bed, a silver-robed woman who looked to be in her late twenties was lying on it with her beautiful eyes closed.
Her appearance was elegant, and her skin was as fair as snow. Under the thin blanket, a pair of round and slender jade legs were revealed.
Wisps of cold air quickly spread out with the woman as the center. Soon, a layer of frost condensed on the bedsheets and bed and spread to the floor.
However, when the silver-robed woman opened her eyes, the cold air quickly returned to her body, and the frost on the ground and bed disappeared.
"This kid's cultivation method is actually so magical?! After breaking through, my cultivation method has recovered at least half of its original strength. If I continue cultivating, I'm afraid I can complete Nirvana in advance!"
Yu Xuanji frowned slightly.
"Then Brother Han, he…" Yu Niang's voice sounded.
