"Hmm? Xiao Xue'er isn't here?"
After emerging from the Yin-Yang Space and returning his consciousness to his body, Ye Qifeng slowly opened his eyes. He looked across from him but did not see Qian Renxue.
The next moment, he keenly heard faint, continuous sounds of running water coming from the nearby bedchamber and immediately understood what Qian Renxue was doing.
"Fine, looks like she went to take a bath. Xiao Xue'er is a girl, after all, so it's normal for her to like being clean. She worked up quite a sweat during the earlier fight. If she didn't wash up, she probably wouldn't be able to stand it either."
Ye Qifeng smiled faintly.
Listening to the ceaseless murmur of water, his thoughts inevitably drifted to Qian Renxue's tall, shapely, alluring, perfect figure. He quickly shook his head and stopped himself from thinking further. He had no intention of getting carried away and peeping on her.
After all, after years of being influenced by his beautiful teacher, Bibi Dong, he could be said to have received professional training in resisting the temptations of beauty.
Ye Qifeng rose to his feet, rolled his shoulders and waist, shook out his arms, and stretched his still somewhat sore muscles and bones.
For no apparent reason, Qian Renxue had forced him into a fight. Although he had ultimately relied on his formidable Spiritual Power to withstand Qian Renxue's final attack after she had exhausted all her Soul Power,
and thus gained a slight edge,
Ye Qifeng had not emerged unscathed.
Aside from the several fissure-like injuries caused by the mental shock, his body had also borne a certain burden. Fatigue, soreness, and swelling were unavoidable.
After all, Qian Renxue's attacks were no joke.
After resting for more than a quarter of an hour, his body