Cover Your Eyes Properly!
The next morning, Dugu Yan opened her eyes from her cultivation. She placed her hands on her knees, looked down at her hands, and saw that her knuckles had a bluish-green sheen, much brighter than the day before.
She clenched her fist and felt that the Soul Power in her dantian was much stronger than before.
My Soul Power has reached level 40.
She silently repeated the number in her mind, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.
But before the curve could fully unfold, she frowned.
Her skin was covered with a sticky, grayish-black substance that clung to her arms, neck, and face, emitting a faint fishy smell.
She looked down at the back of her hand; the substance was stuck to her skin. She rubbed it, and a small clump of black dirt came off.
Dugu Yan suddenly stood up from the rock. She looked around.
Yu Xiaogang sat on a flat rock by the spring, his eyes closed, his hands resting on his knees, still cultivating.
Ye Lin is not here.
She withdrew her gaze and glanced towards the confluence of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well springs. The two converging springs emitted rising steam and cold mist, their surfaces shimmering with iridescent light, appearing remarkably clean.
She took two steps toward the spring, and just as she was about to step into the water, she suddenly stopped.
A set of clothes was folded neatly on a flat rock by the spring. The outer garment, inner lining, and trousers were folded up, and a pair of boots were placed next to it.
She paused, her mind racing. How did Ye Lin's clothes end up here?
Her gaze shifted from the clothes to the surface of the spring water.
She stared at the water for two breaths, and then the water suddenly split open.
Ye Lin suddenly jumped out of the water and landed on the ground.
His upper body emerged from the water, water droplets trickling down his shoulders, chest, and hair.
He tossed his hair, splashing water droplets, then turned his head and met Dugu Yan's frozen face.
Dugu Yan opened her mouth slightly, then closed it again.
Her gaze swept from Ye Lin's face to his chest, from his chest to his waist, from his waist down, and then suddenly stopped.
Her face turned from white to red in that instant.
She let out a high-pitched, shrill scream and quickly raised both hands to cover her eyes.
"Rogue!"
Her voice, strained and strained, escaped through her fingers.
"You filthy pervert! What are you doing standing naked in the water?!"
Ye Lin looked down at himself, then looked up at Dugu Yan, and their eyes met.
Dugu Yan covered her eyes with her hands, but not completely; two large, blue eyes peeked out from between her fingers.
"How would I know someone would come to spy on me by the spring? I've been cultivating inside."
"Then, if someone wants to cover their eyes, they should cover them completely; otherwise, they shouldn't cover them at all. Who are you trying to fool by leaving them open?"
Dugu Yan's two eyes, peeking through her fingers, were wide open.
Then he suddenly turned around, his back to the spring water, and lowered his hands from his eyes, clenching them at his sides.
Her shoulders shrugged, and her ears were as red as if someone had smeared cinnabar on them.
Ye Lin retrieved the clothes from the shore and put them on one by one.
"If you want to take a shower," Ye Lin said, his tone exactly the same as before.
"I have clean water in my Storage Soul Tool. Find a secluded spot to wash; you can't go down into this spring."
"It's extremely cold inside, and extremely hot on the other side. You'll turn into an ice sculpture burned to ashes."
Dugu Yan had her back to him, her shoulders still slightly hunched.
She bit her lip, then squeezed out through gritted teeth, "Then how could you go down?"
Ye Lin said, "I have special circumstances."
Dugu Yan fell silent again.
She turned around, the blush on her face not completely gone, but her annoyance had subsided somewhat.
She stretched out a hand towards Ye Lin, her chin slightly raised. "Clear water. Give it to me."
Ye Lin took out a water bag and a wooden basin from the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night and handed them over.
Dugu Yan took the water bag and wooden basin, then turned and walked towards the clump of low bushes deep in the valley.
She took a few steps, stopped, turned her head, and glared at Ye Lin: "Remember not to peek!"
Ye Lin stood still, put his empty hands back into his pockets, and clicked his tongue.
You think I'm like you?
Dugu Yan paused for a moment.
She stood in front of the bushes, clutching a water bag and a wooden basin in both hands.
She turned her head, gritted her teeth fiercely in Ye Lin's direction, and said, "You wait. I'll beat you to death in a minute."
After saying that, she disappeared behind the bushes, her figure hidden by the low branches and leaves.
Ye Lin withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards the stone platform.
He squatted down, put both hands into the dark iron basin, added some water, and continued kneading the dough.
The dough spun around in his palm, the rim of the iron bowl remaining smooth.
The six months passed quickly in the valley of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Ye Lin divides his time in two: half kneading dough and half soaking in spring water.
From the Meteoric Iron basin at the beginning, to the Steel Plate Basin, then to the wooden basin, and finally to the ceramic basin, Ye Lin can now control the dough and water in his hands with his Spiritual Energy Basin Creation without using any external objects.
His Soul Power rose from level 42 to level 46, and the Soul Power in his meridians was more than twice as thick as it was half a year ago.
In the past six months, the True Dragon Bloodline in the Right Arm Soul Bone has absorbed a lot more, and the other Spirit Bone have also been cleansed again. The density and toughness of the bones have improved compared to before. Occasionally, a cry of surprise can be heard, and the sound of a dragon's roar can be heard.
Dugu Bo used the last dose of his antidote.
That evening, he took the last jade bottle from Yu Xiaogang, uncorked it, tilted his head back and drank it down, then sat cross-legged by the spring, closed his eyes and circulated his Soul Power.
This time he waited a long time, but there was basically no response.
He opened his eyes, looked down at his chest, then looked up at Yu Xiaogang, remained silent for a few moments, and let out a long sigh.
"The detoxification process is now complete. I can no longer feel any additional pain."
"His Soul Power has also broken through to level ninety-two. His Martial Soul has also changed from the original Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor to the Jade Phosphorous Flood Dragon Emperor."
"Perhaps one day it will truly evolve to the level of the Jade Phosphorous Dragon Emperor."
Yu Xiaogang sat on the stone platform and casually picked up a Dragon Soul Grass and tossed it to Luo Sanpao. Luo Sanpao's size had grown to five meters, and he had undergone tremendous changes in the past six months.
"There's still plenty of Dragon Soul Grass here. And it will regrow every two weeks. Eat it slowly. That day will come."
He paused for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
"The process of eating it is a bit painful."