Taking off clothes was easy; changing into them was hard...
Xiao Ran sighed inwardly.
Considering that this was a magnificent feat that would rake in Filial Piety Points, he gritted his teeth despite the danger and strode through the rain to the hot spring's edge.
When he approached the pool and looked, the whole pool was a deep red like spilled ink, dotted by peach mist, scattered by fine rain, and finally washed away by the flowing water...
Yet that spilled-ink crimson kept pouring forth without end, never once turning clear.
Master's eyes were half closed, her face pale and nearly bloodless. Her black hair had been soaked by the fine rain, dripping wet as it lay across both shoulders. In her hand, she dangled the Bamboo Wine Pot, her arm drooping over the pool's edge, as if she no longer even had the strength to lift her wine.
Many peach petals had gathered around her body, so she had not been exposed.
Xiao Ran's heart chilled.
She was making a mess of things!
A woman was on her period and still drinking in the rain? Was there anyone who trampled on her own body like this? With your Spirit Severing Cultivation Level, a single thought could blow away the fine rain, and a casual breath could warm the clear wine, couldn't it? Xiao Ran quickly crouched down and pressed Master's left neck pulse, carefully observing the state of her body.
Aside from the side effects of the Herbal Bath prepared by Senior Uncle being too severe, Master's injuries were also much worse than she had imagined.
They were clearly aftereffects left behind by using the Tidal Force Sword Art on a large scale and at high intensity.
Together with Peach Blossom Fine Rain drawing out sorrow and Malt Clear