More than a hundred kilometers from Filthy Valley, two young men with different bearing washed the grime from their bodies in a clear stream.
One of them had slightly bluish skin, with clear muscle definition visible across his body.
The other had the ordinary, somewhat thin build of a normal person. His skin was fair, with almost no visible muscle definition, and he wore a white glove on his left hand.
"Yu Jing, can you help scrub my back? It always feels so filthy, and I can never reach it."
Yu Jing looked disgusted as a string of plants sprouted from his palm and cleaned the grime from Ning Yanzhi's back.
Ning Yanzhi looked uncomfortable but continued making demands. "Could you use your hands to scrub my back properly? Scrubbing it with plants is no fun at all... How about it? Consider it repayment for helping you obtain the essence of the Unclean One this time."
Just then, clumps of black hair slowly rose from beneath the water and gathered into the form of a demonic Axuan.
"If Master doesn't want to, I can scrub your back for you."
"No... I was only joking! I'll scrub it myself." Feeling the cold, sharp fingernails descend, Ning Yanzhi immediately backed down.
When Ning Yanzhi turned around, Shen Yixuan had already transformed into human form. Her chest was slightly above the water, and four jade-like arms were diligently scrubbing Yu Jing's back, leaving Ning Yanzhi looking envious.
"Master, you stink! You smell even worse than you did in that haunted house last time."
Shen Yixuan had originally wanted to stand up for her master, but Yu Jing truly smelled too foul. In the end, she could not hold out any longer and returned to the Ghost Orb.
There was nothing they could do.