The immortal spring gurgled beneath billowing clouds and rosy mist!
Yet none of it could conceal Wen Wan's breathtaking beauty...
If anything, the drifting mist and rosy light lent her an air of holiness and mystery.
Chen Xuan was filled with awe!
For a moment, the two of them seemed frozen by a spell.
The first glance was instinct.
Not taking a second was a matter of restraint.
Chen Xuan's gaze burned, but he maintained the bearing of a gentleman—without so much as blinking!
The next instant.
Wen Wan snapped out of her daze and let out a shy cry.
"Ah!... Brother Chen Xuan, you! You!... Close your eyes, quick!"
Her lovely face flushed crimson in an instant, the color spreading across her shoulders and delicate collarbones...
Chen Xuan knew nothing of the beauty farther down, because, like a gentleman, he closed his eyes.
Amid a rustle of fabric, Wen Wan quickly dressed and flew gracefully out of the immortal spring.
Only when she told him to did Chen Xuan open his eyes.
A moment later.
Beside the spring, Chen Xuan helped Wen Wan refine all the Eternal Profound Nether Cold Qi that remained in its waters.
Her aura grew noticeably stronger, and her Three Exclusive Immortal Qi expanded considerably.
But!
Wen Wan had not reached the ultimate realm where the three streams of immortal qi became one.
She took it in stride, saying her opportunity had not yet come and that emerging from this disaster with a blessing was already a stroke of great fortune.
Wen Wan glanced at the spring, and scenes from the Great Yin-Yang Dream Illusion rose unbidden in her mind.
She pressed her long, slender legs together and said, "Brother Chen Xuan, I... have something very important to tell you! Shall we talk in the