As Wu Long's group arrived at an inn not long after passing the Autumn Mountain Pass. They did not cultivate when they traveled as the stay at the inn was usually too short for them to both cultivate and sleep. But they did continue their morning training.
As they trained, a cold, tingling sensation came from Ye Ling's hand holding her sword, as she instinctively looked at that spot, she found that there was a cold and moist feeling on her wrist, and something white almost instantly turned into a transparent drop.
And then small white petals, that turned out to be snowflakes slowly started falling all around them.
They both looked up and were taking in the magical feeling.
