Under the night sky enveloping the Fengyu Sect, all was silent. After the clamor of the day's recruitment event, only the chirping of insects and the sound of waterfalls remained within the sect.
Under Elder Lingxu's arrangements, Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang were assigned to an elegant guest room. The room was simply furnished, with pinewood tables and chairs emitting a faint fragrance. Moonlight spilled through the window like water, casting a silver glow over everything.
"There's only one room, Ye Chuan."
After entering, Bai Qianshuang stared at the not-so-large bed, her finger resting thoughtfully against her lips, her mind seemingly wandering—her signature cowlick sticking straight up. Every now and then, her gaze lingered on Ye Chuan.
"Well, our identities are that of a married couple. Since we’re supposed to be husband and wife, isn’t it normal for them to give us just one room?" Ye Chuan walked over to the bed and sat down, then patted the spot beside him with a grin.
However, the Fengyu Sect hadn’t prepared bathing facilities. Perhaps for most cultivators, their purified bodies didn’t require frequent washing unless they got particularly dirty—spiritual self-cleansing usually sufficed.
"Even though we’ve entered the Tianxuan Continent, I still want to bathe. It just feels uncomfortable not to," Ye Chuan mused. After all, they had fought earlier that day. After such an intense battle, a relaxing hot bath was the perfect way to unwind.
"Find a lake?" Bai Qianshuang suggested upon hearing his words.
"A lake? No wonder so many novels have scenes where people accidentally stumble upon fairies bathing. Not having a proper bathroom is such a hassle," Ye Chuan shook his head.
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"Never mind."
After a moment of thought, Ye Chuan extended his hand. "Ice magic."
A blue beam of light materialized before him, shaping into a bathtub-like basin. Once the basic form was complete, he coated the ice tub with a layer of spiritual energy, insulating it from the cold.
"Alright, just missing the most crucial part now."
He summoned the sacred pool water he had taken from the Qingyun Sect last time. "Pour it in~"
The sacred water filled the tub halfway before Ye Chuan heated it with fire-attribute spiritual energy. Soon, a steaming bath was ready.
Mist curled upward, filling the room with warmth. The sacred water exuded a faint, refreshing aroma, its spiritual energy winding through the water like delicate streams.
"..." Bai Qianshuang watched the entire process, blinking slowly, clearly not expecting Ye Chuan to conjure a bathtub out of thin air.
Was this...
Some kind of obsession?
Though it wasn’t particularly difficult, she hadn’t imagined he’d go this far just for a bath.
"Isn’t it normal to make your own bathtub when you’re away from home?" Ye Chuan said.
Besides, the sacred pool water had excellent effects—enhancing physical constitution and even beautifying the skin. He had often bathed in it with Xi Xi and Little Ke before.
"Is making your own bathtub really normal?" Bai Qianshuang didn’t argue, merely sitting quietly on the bed.
Ye Chuan tested the water temperature, then beckoned to her. "Qianshuang, come join me."
But Bai Qianshuang remained motionless, even turning her head away. "Mm... Ye Chuan, you go first."
"Hm? What’s wrong?" Ye Chuan chuckled at her reaction.
"Nothing."
"It’s not like we haven’t bathed together before."
"!" Bai Qianshuang let out a tiny sound, as if struck by a sudden realization. Her ears instantly flushed red, and her voice carried a hint of complaint, "You... like to mess around."
"Mess around?" Ye Chuan tilted his head for a second before understanding. "If you don’t like it, then forget it."
"Really?" Bai Qianshuang finally turned back, though her doubtful eyes suggested she didn’t quite believe him.
"Mm, really." Ye Chuan flashed an innocent smile—he was nothing if not well-behaved. "Mm-hmm."
Bai Qianshuang: "..."
"It’s not that I dislike it, just..." Her cheeks grew redder, and with a final burst of shyness, she vanished under the covers, her voice barely audible. "You bathe alone..."
Ye Chuan shrugged. "Alright, I’ll bathe alone then?"
A muffled "Mm" came from under the blankets—her only response.
Ye Chuan changed into comfortable clothes and slipped into the tub. As the hot water enveloped him, he let out a satisfied sigh. "Ahh, this is nice."
Perhaps his exaggerated sounds piqued her curiosity, because Bai Qianshuang peeked out from under the covers—
From her angle, she could only see Ye Chuan’s back, his arms resting on the edges of the tub, his muscles clearly defined.
"..."
Though she had often observed him with her spiritual sense, seeing him in person made her unable to resist stealing glances.
Meanwhile, Ye Chuan sat in the tub, deep in thought. Since Bai Qianshuang had also arrived on the Tianxuan Continent, he decided not to log out but to return to the Donghua Divine Continent first before making further plans.
But if he wanted revenge against the Qingyun Sect... he still seemed to be lacking something...
Just as he pondered this, he suddenly sensed movement. Turning, he found Bai Qianshuang standing behind him—now holding her clothes in front of herself like a shield.
The moment their eyes met, her usually expressionless face visibly heated up, turning crimson in an instant.
"I..."
"Joining me?" Ye Chuan grinned. This girl really was too easily flustered.
Not that it was a bad thing.
"..."
Instead of answering, Bai Qianshuang silently slipped into the tub, sitting opposite him.
But facing him meant everything was in plain view.
Realizing this, she immediately turned around, ultimately choosing to sit on his lap instead, pressing close.
"Come closer. You’re too tense like this." Sensing her nervousness, Ye Chuan pulled her in.
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"Here, lean back a little. Doesn’t this feel nice?" He wrapped an arm around her waist, smiling.
Bai Qianshuang swept her long hair aside, revealing her smooth back. Her face burned even redder. "You... really are bad."
Her lashes fluttered slightly as she lifted her gaze.
Ye Chuan kissed her.
...
"..." Immersed in the sacred water, she finally closed her eyes and began to enjoy the bath.
Bathing really was comfortable.
Bai Qianshuang had never been in the habit of soaking in baths—after all, during her time in the Jade Void Sect, no one around her engaged in such things. But ever since entering the real world, many of her habits had been influenced by Ye Chuan.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
