Kapitel 288: The Black Frost Qi of the Snow Mountain Sect, a Slap on the Face, and Poison in the Blood

Just like how Xu Yourong had forgotten about the unconscious Chen Changsheng, Bai Hai had never paid any attention to that young cultivator whose body was caked with frost. Moreover, he was currently reveling in the rapturous happiness induced by the Heavenly Phoenix's true blood, and so he did not put up any sort of guard. Thus, that hand managed to push him away.

 In the quiet of the cave, Bai Hai stared at Chen Changsheng with a stunned expression. Only after a while did he realize that something had happened, that there was something amiss.