Can't Win at All

Ancient Assembly, Back Mountain.

At the summit of the surrounding mountains lay a hidden pool unknown to anyone. By virtue of the assembly president's authority, no one had ever dared come within half a step of this place.

Yet today, this bathing pool had unprecedentedly welcomed an uninvited guest.

Hun Ruoruo leaned leisurely against the stone wall within the pool, rosy clouds steaming across her flawless, delicate face. She was clearly enjoying herself immensely.

"As expected of the Ancient Clan's young lady. Even while training outside, you still know how to enjoy yourself."

Casually scooping up a handful of spring water, Hun Ruoruo smiled in pleasure and praised it.

She had been far too tense in Central Continent, and coupled with the many difficulties within the Soul Clan, she had not relaxed so comfortably in a long time. Usually, she merely washed herself while cultivating.

Time had passed in a flash. The last time she had bathed in a pool was actually all the way back at the Heavenly Mountain Blood Pool.

Remembering her chance encounter with Protector Yan back then, Hun Ruoruo's heart stirred as she suddenly recalled something sealed away in her Storage Ring.

What the hell was that guy thinking when he tossed that thing onto the ground?

Hun Ruoruo decided she would find an opportunity to ask him.

"Um... um..."

A faint, mosquito-like voice suddenly reached her ears. Following its source, Hun Ruoruo saw Xun'er awkwardly making her way over.

Xun'er was currently wrapped in a bath towel, both hands clutching its corners tightly. Her pretty face was crimson red, entirely unlike when they had first met.

In fact, this was indeed her first time bathing with someone else.

Since childhood, Xun'er had guarded herself against everyone around her because of her aloof temperament.

Yet in