Gu Feng slowly stood up, stretching his limbs to ease the slight fatigue from absorbing the Soul Ring. Only then did he leisurely speak, "Ice Empress, you'll have to give me some time to prepare."
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a sudden weight on his head.
"Thud!" A pink fist came down without warning.
Gu Feng looked up in shock, only to see Ice Empress wearing a seemingly gentle smile, her lips curved in a sweet arc. Yet, her eyes carried an undeniable authority.
"Call me Sister Bing! And over there, call her Sister Xue!"
Gu Feng felt a wave of helplessness, forced to submit to the "tyranny" of this "bad woman." He pouted slightly and muttered with a hint of grievance, "Yes, Sister Bing, Sister Xue."
"Ah, that's more like it! So obedient!"
Ice Empress was thoroughly pleased, her smile widening, her eyes filled with affection as she reached out to ruffle Gu Feng's hair.
"Giggle, giggle…"
Snow Empress, who had been watching from the side, couldn't help but burst into laughter. Her usually cold demeanor was now tinged with a touch of warmth.
Gu Feng lowered his head slightly, silently vowing to himself.
One day, he would definitely get his revenge!
The overwhelming tyranny of this bad woman would not crush him.
The mightiest halberd, even if it had yet to be forged, could not be easily bent by such pressure.
A moment later, Gu Feng raised his hand toward the corpse of the Nether Dragon Beast and whispered, "Life is fragile, join the glorious ascension!"
"Rise, and fight for me!"
As his words fell with resounding authority, the soul of the Nether Dragon Beast, which had been drifting faintly in the air, seemed to be pulled by an invisible yet powerful force. In an instant, it shot like lightning into the cold corpse.
In that moment, the body of the Nether Dragon Beast was enveloped in a thick, ink-like black mist. The mist churned endlessly, as if conducting a mysterious and ancient ritual.
Soon after, faint glimmers of ghostly light began to emanate from its eyes, flickering in the darkness, exuding an eerie and formidable aura.
The next second, the Nether Dragon Beast stood firmly on its feet once more, its posture as agile as ever, but its presence was entirely different.
As the churning black mist gradually dissipated, everyone present, including the well-traveled Electrolux, couldn't help but marvel.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk—"
The Nether Dragon Beast before them looked almost identical to how it had in life. The texture of every scale, the lines of every muscle, even its majestic appearance, remained unchanged.
The only difference, if one had to point it out, was that it no longer carried the slightest trace of a living being's aura. It was as if it had become a "Living Dead Soul Beast," transcending the natural order, exuding a chilling and mysterious presence.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The Nether Dragon Beast let out a few excited howls, its voice echoing across the open space. The cries seemed to carry a hint of liveliness, indicating that it still retained its consciousness from its previous life.
Ice Empress's eyes widened in astonishment as she exclaimed, "This is incredible! It's beyond imagination!"
Snow Empress, however, furrowed her brows slightly, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes as she asked, "Such a heaven-defying ability—surely there must be some side effects, right?"
Gu Feng's lips curled slightly, revealing a confident smile as he firmly replied, "Of course not."
If anything, it was only beneficial to Gu Feng. Naturally, no Undead would be foolish enough to harm their own host.
The Snow Empress's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes as she softly said, "It seems I was overthinking."
The Ice Empress, always impatient, couldn't wait to ask, "Does this miraculous ability have a name?"
Gu Feng instinctively glanced at Old Yi, intending to seek his opinion.
But Old Yi, swift as lightning, flashed into the Soul Guidance Ring in an instant, leaving behind a leisurely remark, "Little Fengzi, you decide for yourself. This is something you developed on your own. I merely participated in some trivial matters."
Hearing this, Gu Feng fell into brief contemplation before saying, "Then let's call it the Undead Ascension Art."
The Snow Empress nodded slightly, agreeing, "Indeed, it's quite fitting."
"Little Feng, are you even good at naming things? That sounds so awful!"
The Ice Empress didn't hold back her criticism, but the look she gave Gu Feng was filled with such admiration that it was almost overflowing, her gaze practically piercing through him.
The Snow Empress, standing beside her, was no different. Her usually cold and frosty expression was now brimming with tenderness.
For them, with the Undead Ascension Art created by Gu Feng, perhaps in the near future, all the Soul Beasts of the Far North would no longer have to endure the terrifying thunder tribulations, and the fate of Soul Beasts would be rewritten.
Just then, Gu Feng's stomach let out an unmistakable "gurgle."
The sound was particularly jarring in the quiet atmosphere.
The Ice Empress was momentarily stunned before she couldn't help but burst into laughter, teasing without restraint, "Tsk tsk, you humans are so delicate."
"Just one day, and you're already starving. It seems we Soul Beasts are better off—one meal can last us a week."
The Snow Empress gently glared at the Ice Empress and said in a soft voice, "Bing'er, don't say that. Human bodies are different from ours. This is completely normal."
Gu Feng, somewhat embarrassed, rubbed his nose but still retorted, "What's so funny? You two country bumpkins probably haven't even tasted human delicacies. All you know is raw meat and blood."
"Ice Empress, go get me some snow yak meat. Today, I'll show you what Xinjiang beef skewers are all about."
As soon as these words left his mouth, the Ice Empress was not pleased. Her delicate fist, carrying a playful force, angrily swung toward Gu Feng, "How many times have I told you? Call me Sister Bing!"
Gu Feng, without hesitation, chose to yield, "Yes, yes, Sister Bing, could you get me some snow yak meat?"
He firmly believed that today's humility would pave the way for tomorrow's rise.
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west—sooner or later, the tables would turn!
Hearing this, the Ice Empress proudly tilted her head slightly, a smug smile curling her lips as she cooed, "Wait here obediently. I'll be back soon."
With that, she vanished from Gu Feng's sight, off to search for the snow yak.
At this moment, Snow Empress's gentle voice rang out: "Little Feng, don't take it to heart. Bing'er is just impulsive, but she means no harm."
Gu Feng turned his head to see Snow Empress walking gracefully towards him, thinking she had come to comfort him.
To his surprise, when Snow Empress approached, she extended her fair, jade-like hands once again, reaching towards Gu Feng's face.
"Stop! Stop it! Yamero!"
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