Lotus Pond

That night, Liu Xiaolou officially moved into Lianshan Hall and was assigned a private courtyard. Ancient pines stood all around, and within the yard was a hot spring pool roughly two zhang across, shaped like a lotus flower and growing lotuses within. Thus, it was called the Lotus Pond.

Hua Chengshan had yet to come up from beneath the Flame Cave. He had planted himself before the Xiaolou Talisman and become utterly unable to move his feet. He had several Formation Masters under him gather the Spiritual Materials from the storehouse and pile them beneath the runes, then began compounding Formation True Fluid.

A formation that was almost complete but not quite, placed before a Formation Master, was bait on a hook. Few could resist biting.

Especially an ancient formation that was nearly complete. If he did not restore it, could he still call himself a true Formation Master?

Thus, Lianshan Hall was temporarily without anyone in charge, leaving Liu Xiaolou hanging about in the courtyard.

He had moved from Huaihua Valley because nobody there fed him. Now that he had moved here, nobody was feeding him either, but Liu Xiaolou did not mind, because what he wanted to eat was not food.

With a sweep of his robes, he stepped into the pool and let out two comfortable groans amid the misty steam.

Several Chegai Lotuses unique to Lianshan Hall grew in the small pool. Their leaves were huge and thick; they loved intense heat and could withstand boiling water. Their seeds were edible, and long-term consumption brought some benefit to one's Spiritual Sense—though they were hardly precious, since eating them only occasionally had no effect.

So the original name of this little mountain hollow was, in fact, Lianshan.

After nightfall, he reclined in the hot pool, plucking lotus