Deep in Worship Mountain, Youxue Hall stood quietly. It was Qian Renxue's private palace, built especially for her by her grandfather.
Half a month ago, she had set out from Heaven Dou Imperial Palace with Qian Daoliu and Li Taibai. They had traveled swiftly all the way back, and only today had they finally returned to Spirit City.
In a secret chamber of Youxue Hall, a white jade pool, two meters long and two meters wide, rested quietly on the floor.
A wisp of golden flame curled around Qian Renxue's fingertips. It was the flame that came with her Martial Soul—Sun True Fire.
The flame fell into the pool. The originally clear water quickly warmed, and tiny splashes rippled across its surface.
She took out several small bottles, pulled out their stoppers, and poured the variously colored medicinal liquids inside into the pool.
All of these liquids had been refined from rare flowers and herbs over five hundred years old, gathered at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Every drop contained immense medicinal power.
The liquids entered the pool and instantly mingled with the hot water. A faint, seven-colored glow gradually tinged the surface.
Qian Renxue slipped off her outer robe, revealing skin as smooth as congealed cream.
Her skin was like the finest white jade, shimmering with a delicate luster in the chamber's dim light. Every inch carried the dewy softness unique to a young girl.
She stretched out her fair toes and lightly touched the water, testing its temperature—not too hot, not too cold, just right.
Then she slowly stepped into the pool. The hot water rose to her waist, and a warm current infused with medicinal power instantly enveloped her.
"Ah—"
The next second, a stinging pain swept over her like a fine rain of needles,