Sea Ancestral Temple…
Inside a closed chamber glittering with white-gold crystals, the First Princess Neela lay on the Ice Lotus Bed, her body like a sleeping sculpture carved from snow jade.
Her lips were pale, her breath nearly invisible, and frost bloomed gently from her fingers. Every few minutes, a wave of Yin qi would pulse outward, cooling the air to a bone-chilling degree, despite the protection arrays surrounding her bed.
Kent had been at her side for an entire day.
He worked in silence—his eyes half-shut, his fingers steady and exact. Dozens of silver spirit needles were placed at precise meridian points across her body: the Frost Vein, the Moon Gland, the Cold Root Spine, and others. Each needle glowed faintly, pulsing with controlled elemental energy as he monitored her body's rhythms.
