Every assault Fan Tian launched was ferocious, making Gu Xun'er's body tremble again and again.
Even Gu Xun'er's divine-grade physique could not withstand Fan Tian's relentless, rapid pressure.
Their close-quarters clash tested both explosive strength and endurance.
Fan Tian took the offensive, his robes snapping as he struck with ruthless precision.
Gu Xun'er focused on defense: let the wind howl and the rain lash; she stood unmoved.
After roughly the time it took an incense stick to burn, Gu Xun'er succumbed. Her chest heaved violently, sweat drenched her body, and the clothes she had just changed into were already soaked over a large area.
Along with her sweat, a faint, elusive fragrance drifted from her body, filling the air with an indescribable scent.
Fan Tian looked somewhat tired as well. He slowly rose and helped Gu Xun'er up.
"Mm, not a bad taste. All that painstaking effort wasn't wasted."
Naturally, none of this escaped Yao Ling's soul perception.
Her pretty face paled, and her breathing quickened slightly. Seeing Fan Tian bring his fingertips to his lips and savor the taste, Yao Ling's heart quivered. Her fingers involuntarily clenched the hem of her clothes, and her body tensed slightly.
You shameless bastard... next time, I'll let you taste your fill in one go!
Fan Tian's attention was entirely on Gu Xun'er, so he never noticed that Yao Ling was watching his every move.
He smacked his lips, savoring the lingering taste, then wrapped his arms around Gu Xun'er's waist, lifted her up, and walked slowly toward a hot spring.
Under Fan Tian's guidance, Gu Xun'er wrapped her slender hands around his neck. A strip of black silk still covered her narrow eyes, and her lips were slightly parted. She resembled a little animal, soft, warm, and endearing.
The warm spring water