Xiao Wu: Brother Chuan, Put Your WarGreymon Away! What Do You Mean, an Eight-Year-Old Soul Elder?!

This cave dwelling was hidden in a remote corner on the outskirts of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Its entrance was concealed by naturally drooping willow branches, blending seamlessly into the surrounding scenery. If Tang Chuan had not heard the commotion, he might not have discovered that this corner held another secret.

Although the cave dwelling's only source of natural light had been completely blocked off,

dozens of fist-sized luminous pearls had been embedded in its walls, casting a soft glow throughout the interior.

They also allowed Tang Chuan to see more clearly.

At the deepest part of the cave dwelling, the water in the pool rippled as steam rose into the air, making it seem like a fairyland.

Lan Yin leaned half-reclined against the smooth wall of the pool. Her aqua-blue hair lay carelessly over her fragrant shoulders, while several wet strands clung to her jade-white neck, making her skin seem as snowy as it glowed with a lustrous sheen.

Beneath the water, her gauzy robe, thin as cicada wings, had long since been completely soaked through. Through the mist, her graceful, undulating curves could vaguely be seen.

Lan Yin was clearly rather relaxed at the moment.

The warm spring water had lent even her usually cool features a rare hint of laziness and drowsiness.

Yet even so, an inviolable holiness still emanated from her entire body.

She was so breathtakingly beautiful that she seemed forever beyond reach.

Tang Chuan floated in the air and watched for quite a while before finally leaving to find Xiao Wu.

After all, just watching was hardly satisfying.

Unlike before, when Lan Yin soaked alone, Tang Chuan had been busy with both hands and mouth.

"There's actually a hot spring here?"

"How did I not notice it at first?"

"Did Lan