*Hoo hoo~~*

The cold wind in the forest blew hard, and snowflakes fluttered around and fell. Soon, the five corpses in front of the old pavilion were buried underneath.

As he waited for Yu Shuiting's last traces to disappear completely with the cold wind, Ye Anping took off a cloak that was in good condition and not too stained with blood from the five corpses, walked back to Feng Yu Die, who was sitting cross-legged against the tree trunk, and threw it over her.

"Here, put it on."

"Oh! Okay~"

Feng Yu Die agreed in a daze and instinctively grabbed the cloak, trying to throw it on her back. However, she forgot that her right wrist had been dislocated and had just been put back in place by Ye Anping.

Swinging the cloak, her right hand failed to grasp it properly, so it was carried up to the sky by the cold wind howling in the forest.

Feng Yu Die looked up at the cloak blown into the sky, pouted, and giggled embarrassedly at Ye Anping. "Young Master Ye, I can't use my hands very well... So... Hehe."

"..."

Ye Anping was speechless. He immediately jumped up and caught the flying cloak. Then, he walked back to her, unfolded the cloak, and shook it. "Your back."

"Huh?"

"Turn around."

"Oh~~"

Feng Yu Die propped her left hand on the ground and turned her back to him.

Ye Anping knelt behind her and draped the cloak over her back. Then, using his chest as her backrest, he brought his hands in front of her chest to help her tie the cloak's straps.

He didn't think much of this move; he simply found it more convenient to help Feng Yu Die put on the cloak this way.

However, Feng Yu Die didn't feel the same way.

Feeling her back enveloped by a broad chest, she frowned and turned around. She found that Ye Anping's face was right next to her right shoulder, almost touching her ear.

She could even faintly sense Ye Anping's warm breath against her ear.

---It seemed like she was being embraced by Ye Anping again, but this time from behind.

"..."

After Ye Anping helped her fasten the cloak's straps, he raised his head and suddenly saw Feng Yu Die's face close by, staring straight at him with her golden eyes. It was then that he realized that their current posture seemed to be a little intimate.

The cold wind blew on their faces as they stared at each other in stunned silence.

"..."

"..."

After they stared at each other like this for a while, Feng Yu Die raised an eyebrow and broke the silence. "Young Master Ye, your yang excess acted up again? Give me thirty thousand spirit stones as compensation~"

?

Ye Anping blinked speechlessly and simply ignored her. He withdrew his hands and pulled the cloak's hood over her head. Then, he stood up and asked, "How's your injury?"

Feng Yu Die held the hood with her left hand and shouted, "Don't change the subject! Were you trying to secretly hug me to treat your yang energy earlier and not pay for it? That won't do, I'm very alert. Hurry up, thirty thousand spirit stones, put it on my account."

Ye Anping forced a smile and replied in a pleasant tone, "...I was just helping you put on the cloak."

"Anyway, you hugged me! One hug is thirty thousand~ hmph."

"If you're so energetic, I guess you're fine now? Hide your hair; we need to hurry to the **Jade Snow Peak**."

Feng Yu Die frowned and stood up quickly: "Then, give me my thirty thousand spirit stones first!"

Unfortunately, her legs were still weak. She stumbled forward as soon as she stood up.

"Ouch~"

Seeing this, Ye Anping instinctively reached out and supported her shoulders to prevent her from falling flat on the ground. But after supporting her, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Well, I just helped you set your bones, which makes thirty thousand spirit stones. Also, I helped you put on your cloak, that's another thirty thousand. You owe me sixty thousand.

Feng Yu Die frowned, puffed up her cheeks, and complained in a small voice. "This... talking about spirit stones hurts my feelings~"

"You still have the nerve to say that?"

Feng Yu Die pouted and continued complaining. "I don't care, anyway, you hugged me; I suffered a loss! Thirty thousand..."

She raised her left hand, holding up three fingers, but after seeing Ye Anping's expression, she hesitated and retracted one finger.

"Then, I'll give you a discount... Twenty thousand!"

"..."

"...Ten thousand?"

Ye Anping really didn't want to argue with her right now, so he simply put on a calm attitude, waved his hand, and said in a bored tone. "Okay, okay, okay, ten thousand it is. Hey---"

Seeing that he agreed, the resentment on Feng Yu Die's face, which made her look like an angry young wife, disappeared instantly. Feeling that she had won against Ye Anping, she was especially happy. She squinted her eyes, smiling at him. "Hehe--"

"You sissy."

Ye Anping rolled his eyes and gave a lopsided smile.

Then, he looked at the sky and estimated that it was almost dawn, and if they didn't head to **Jade Snow Peak** soon, they might not make it in time.

Supporting Feng Yu Die by the shoulders, he looked her up and down and asked, "How is your injury?"

"Well... my legs are still a bit weak, but nothing hurts."

"Half an hour is enough to recover?"

"Well, most likely."

Ye Anping lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then sized up Feng Yu Die in her gray cloak, and seeing her silver hair coming out of her hood, he simply reached out to help her tuck her hair inside the cloak. Then, he took out a mask and put it on her.

"Remember, your identity is Yu Shuiting, Ye An's cultivation partner."

"You mean I'm your partner?"

"Exactly."

Having just received some benefit, Feng Yu Die blinked and asked in an uncertain voice, "More spirit stones?"

Ye Anping frowned and glared at her angrily.

Seeing this, Feng Yu Die shrank back, shook her head, and said, "Alright, no more~ no more~"

Ye Anping sighed heavily. "Hey -- we have to fight in a while; follow my command and don't mess around, understand?"

"Okay~"

After receiving her confirmation, Ye Anping turned around and crouched with his back facing her. He put his hands on his waist and said, "Get on."

"Huh? You want to carry me? But..."

Ye Anping gritted his teeth and threatened hastily, "...If you dare to mention spirit stones again, do you believe I will carry you over in a sack?"

"Oh..."

Feng Yu Die pursed her lips, shook her head slightly, and then carefully lay on his back.

"I won't say anymore, hehe."

Ye Anping summoned his sword from the storage bag, then held Feng Yu Die's thigh and stood up while holding his breath. She also quickly wrapped her arms around his neck to prevent herself from falling off his back.

Is this rascal actually so light? Even his sister was a bit heavier than her... Ye Anping glanced back at Feng Yu Die, who had placed her chin on his shoulder, then jumped onto the flying sword, carrying her on his back as they soared into the sky toward the **Jade Snow Peak**.

"Take this time to recover. We'll have to rely on your *Nine Heavens Sword* technique later."

"Alright~"