Beauty After Her Bath
[Slaughter Points +1000]
Finally, it's here. Looking at the extra 1000 Slaughter Points on the Void Panel, Hua Qiang finally showed a smile.
I decisively added all the points to my Blood Qi Value, and its progress bar changed to 200/300.
Almost there. Once I get another 100 Blood Qi, I can advance another level, giving me an even greater chance of controlling my life.
He felt incredibly frustrated ever since arriving on this Sacred Spirit Continent!
I should have stayed away from that damn Secret Realm and entered that Marrow Marrow-Washing Pool. I wonder what the other nine people gained, and what their situation is like?
Why am I so unlucky to have come to this remote place? It's practically uninhabitable.
Even a wild beast that could jump out at will be of a higher cultivation level than him; he had just narrowly Nine Deaths, One Life.
Originally, he longed for the Saint Realm, thinking that once he advanced to the Saint Realm, he could Word-Fulfilling Law, and he wouldn't even need to fight. He could decide life and death with just a glance or a word.
That feeling was awesome, so cool!
But now, he feels that his life and death are decided by someone else's words.
If all the Saint Realm were like him, we'd rather not have them!
After grumbling for a while, Hua Qiang cheered himself up. Since he was already in this place, he might as well make the best of it and life had to go on.
Now he wants to reach the top as quickly as possible, and then see if he can find his way home.
As the sun sets, night falls like a giant black ribbon, quietly unfurling and completely enveloping this desolate wilderness.
A thin layer of mist, like a veil veiling a young girl's body, rose Nana, draping the wilderness in a hazy and mysterious cloak, filling every inch of air with a tranquil yet eerie atmosphere.
Hua Qiang had just gone through a life-or-death battle, and his clothes were now soaked with sweat and blood, clinging tightly to his skin.
Although his clothes had dried after all that running around, the sticky feeling, mixed with the stench of blood and sweat, made him extremely uncomfortable.
It felt as if countless tiny insects were crawling and biting all over my body. I had only one thought in my mind: I had to find a place quickly to wash myself thoroughly and change into clean, fresh clothes.
Hua Qiang stood still, gazing into the distance. The wilderness stretched endlessly, his vision fragmented by the twilight and mist.
A faint sound of flowing water, like heavenly music, drifted into his ears.
Hua Qiang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he was overjoyed. He quickly followed the direction of the sound.
But he dared not be careless in the slightest. Although his steps were hurried, he dared not go too fast. After all, in this desolate wilderness, who knew if a ferocious beast might suddenly jump out in front of him?
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a secluded valley suddenly appeared before him.
In the valley, a pool of water, like the eye of the earth, is clear and deep, covering a rather large area.
On the water's surface, wisps of mist rise gently, like clouds or smoke, enveloping the thin layer of fog as if draping the pool in a dreamlike veil.
Hua Qiang approached and gently inhaled the mist. A strange fragrance filled his nostrils. He couldn't help but wonder if the mist contained some rich floral scent or the aroma of an expensive perfume.
But a sticky, hot discomfort was surging over him, and he had no time to think about it. He quickly walked to the edge of the pond, stripped off his clothes in a few quick movements, and slipped into the water like an eel.
He dared not jump in rashly. If he accidentally disturbed the unknown monster lurking in the pool with a "bang," and was swallowed whole by that creature, his life would be reduced to a lifeless pile of excrement.
The pool water was like a cool, liquid jade, its coolness seeping into the skin in wisps, making Hua Qiang feel so comfortable that he wanted to sigh.
The sticky, hot feeling vanished without a trace under the cool water, like snow under the warm spring sun.
He stretched out his limbs and swam freely, splashing water with his hands and feet, creating ripples, and leisurely approached the center of the pool.
Just as he was enjoying himself, a loud "splash" suddenly came from the center of the pool, splashing water everywhere, just like a giant white lotus blooming in an instant.
Hua Qiang looked on in astonishment and saw a head emerge from the water, followed by a graceful body slowly rising to the surface. His eyes widened instantly, staring intently at the person before him.
The woman's face was breathtakingly beautiful, like a masterpiece sculpted by heaven. And what was exposed above the water were two tall, snow-capped peaks, which looked even more enchanting under the hazy mist.
Huo Qingtong was currently immersed in her surprise. Today, she had hunted down several high-level spirit beasts with her superb skills. Although she had a great harvest, she was inevitably stained with blood and dust.
Feeling utterly filthy, he followed his memory and found this hidden pool to wash himself.
Previously, she had dived into the pool with the intention of simply washing herself, but unexpectedly discovered a Spirit Stone emitting a faint light at the bottom of the pool, which delighted her.
As she bent down to pick it up, her heart filled with joy, she peeked out and was met with a pair of burning eyes, their gaze fixed on her chest.
"Ah--"
Huo Qingtong instantly turned pale and let out a scream.
"You lecherous thief, how dare you peek at this Saintess's body! You're asking for death!"
The sound, filled with shame, indignation, and rage, echoed through the valley, startling a flock of roosting birds.
Hua Qiang, as if waking from a dream, frantically thrashed about in the water, hurriedly explaining, "Miss, don't misunderstand, I didn't see anything!"
But that hurried and nervous tone made anyone who heard it feel guilty.
"Heh heh, you think this Saintess would believe you? You lecherous scoundrel, this Saintess will gouge out your eyes, then skin you alive and tear your tendons out!"
Huo Qingtong's Liu Mei furrowed, her almond-shaped eyes widened, her gaze seemingly capable of spitting fire. A silver sword had appeared in her hand without her noticing, its blade gleaming coldly like a shooting star in the dark night, reflecting on her furious face.
Hua Qiang was terrified. He suddenly turned around in the water and struggled to swim towards the shore, just like a rabbit being chased by a wolf.
Seeing this, Huo Qingtong became even angrier. In a flash, she stood lightly on the lake surface, like a white lightning bolt.
With a thought, a pure white dress, whiter than snow, clung tightly to her exquisite body. A gentle breeze caressed her, making her resemble a fairy blooming on a lake.
Holding a sword, she lightly touched the lake's surface with her toes, creating a series of tiny splashes, and chased after Hua Qiang like a fairy riding the waves.
"Shameless scoundrel, today is your death day!"
Hua Qiang had already swum to the shore, pulled a piece of clothing from his Spatial Ring, wrapped it haphazardly around himself, and ran away.
He trampled the wild grass under his feet, causing it to bend and fall, and mud to fly everywhere.
As he ran, he kept looking back, only to see Huo Qingtong holding a silver sword, getting closer and closer to him, her eyes seeming to want to tear him to pieces.
This woman, judging from her stance, is definitely not going to stop until she kills me!
Hua Qiang inwardly groaned, his steps quickening. But the desolate mountain path was rugged and full of jagged rocks. He tripped over a protruding rock and fell forward, landing hard and covered in dust.
Seeing his disheveled appearance, Huo Qingtong did not slow down her pursuit at all. With a swing of her sword, a Sword Qi whistled past Hua Qiang's ear and struck a small tree about the size of a bowl next to her.
With a "crack," the sapling fell to the ground.
"You lecherous thief, trying to run away? No way!" she shouted, her speed suddenly increasing, and in the blink of an eye, she closed the distance between herself and Hua Qiang again.
In his panic, Hua Qiang rushed into a dense thicket of bushes, but his feet became entangled in vines, and the more he struggled, the tighter they became.
Seeing this, Huo Qingtong sneered, "Hmph, let's see where you run now!" She raised her sword high, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Hua Qiang.