The Flower Ice Thorns strike to seal the throat upon contact with blood, and are coated with extremely potent ice poison. A mere touch would cause Yue Jinghua to succumb to the poison and faint within the icy forest.
Yue Jinghua, who had been meditating with eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes, and the Lianyun Great Sword, as if it had eyes of its own, swept out with a whoosh, its Sword Qi striking like a white rainbow through the snow.
The Snow stirred up a swath of white, obstructing the flower thorns, which vibrated into dust.
"You've hidden for quite some time, quite patient indeed. Come out now," Yue Jinghua shook off the snow from her clothes, tossed her long hair back, a cunning glint flashed in her eyes.
Silently, the delicate petals fell, revealing a girl around fifteen or sixteen years old, stunning with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, wearing a thin purple gauze dress, standing barefoot on the snowy ground, full of disdain in her eyes.
