Volume One, Chapter 19: The First Glimpse of Spring

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Yao Xi had just regained consciousness when she realized her clothes were drenched with sweat, almost dripping wet.

“It’s time to take a bath.”

A bath?

Ye Wuchen was momentarily taken aback, then began to observe his surroundings carefully.

Instinctively, he focused his gaze toward the back mountain of Falling Moon Peak. The entire hillside was a riot of blooming flowers, filling the air with an intoxicating fragrance.

Hot springs cascaded from the peak, forming dozens of interconnected pools halfway up the mountain.

Each spring pool was like a pearl, nestled among the endless blossoms.

What stirred her blood even more was that faint, elusive figures appeared in some of the pools, revealing glimpses of springtime beauty.

He couldn’t look away. The pure, delicate forms swam gracefully in the water like playful fish, a scene reminiscent of celestial maidens frolicking in the water.

Only then did Ye Wuchen recall his own predicament. Due to certain reasons, Leng Qiuyue accepted only female disciples; at this moment, he was undoubtedly surrounded by flowers.

The heated gazes bridged the space, piercing through the myriad blossoms, finally fixed upon the hot springs!

Damn!

This sword spirit was cheating, transforming into a voyeur’s tool!

As for the immorality of it all, Ye Wuchen argued: I have not violated the will of the maidens.

They are openly flaunting themselves before me—why shouldn’t I look?

“Do you feel like we’re being watched by some pair of eyes?”

A young woman submerged her fair body in the water, peeking out with only her head, looking around cautiously.

“Yeah, I feel it too—very strongly. Have you noticed?”

Another agreed.

A third girl spoke up, “No way. This is the forbidden land of Falling Moon Peak. Any man who dares to trespass here would be asking for castration.”

She showed no sense of danger, flipping like a fish, her graceful curves rippling.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuchen shuddered all over and, with a clang, surged out from within Yao Xi’s body.

“A false alarm! So it’s just Xi’er’s sword spirit!”

When the women saw a sword circling around Yao Xi, they relaxed.

“I told you it was just your imagination, haha. Looks like you’ve been thinking about men too much.”

One of the women chuckled, boldly exposing her proud bosom under the moonlight.

“Ferocious!”

“So ferocious!”

Ye Wuchen exclaimed, “I feel like what I saw was something impure—such a bad omen!”

“Eh…”

Yao Xi opened her eyes and saw her sword spirit emerge on its own, feeling a little surprised.

“Ahem, what is it?” Ye Wuchen returned to his senses.

“Thank you for saving me a few days ago!” Yao Xi began with gratitude, then hesitated before softly asking, “But there is one thing I don’t understand. Are you really a senior renowned across the Sword Spirit Continent? What did you look like before?”

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A senior?

Ye Wuchen smiled when he saw Yao Xi awake, the sword floating gently before her.

She naturally knew what Yao Xi wanted to ask.

With a flash of sword light, he said, “I can hardly be called your senior. I am only a sword spirit who has lived for a few days. As for my appearance, it is precisely what you see before you—that is my current form.”

Ye Wuchen spoke honestly.

Though he played the role of a wise old grandfather, he had not lived as long as Yao Xi.

Before crossing over, he had been a lonely soul, a struggling laborer after university, enduring wind and sun every day.

After many failed interviews, he hoped for a stroke of luck.

Unfortunately, while walking on the road, he was truly struck by a heavy truck and brought here.

As for his form, he was now simply a sword.

Whether he could regain a physical body remained unknown, so he left the matter unfinished.

Upon hearing Ye Wuchen’s reply, Yao Xi nervously swallowed, blushing as she confirmed again, “So, senior, you are an intangible sword spirit, unrelated to any particular form or even gender?”

“Huh? Why are you asking such things?”

Ye Wuchen feigned ignorance.

If Yao Xi knew he was male in his past life, it would cause an uproar.

“I was just asking casually.”

Receiving confirmation, Yao Xi seemed relieved and said, “Please don’t misunderstand. I only want to undress and bathe now, fearing unnecessary awkwardness.”

“Looks like you are worrying too much, Yao Xi.”

“Please forgive me, senior.”

What?

Before Ye Wuchen could respond, Yao Xi had already untied the sash of her cyan celestial robe.

Damn!

Wait! What are you doing?

You misunderstood!

Ye Wuchen was startled, wanting to stop her but it was too late. Intervening now would only make things more awkward.

He could only silently watch as Yao Xi undressed before him.

With a rustle, her sleeves slipped down like falling blossoms, revealing a flash of white light.

Underneath the cyan robe, Yao Xi’s figure was slender and graceful—curves in all the right places, a waist as delicate as a slender willow, swaying alluringly with her movements in the breeze.

“Truly perfect…”

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Ye Wuchen’s sword trembled, his voice soft as the tip pointed at Yao Xi.

Up close, her skin was as white as snow, like lotus root emerging from water.

Warm as white jade, her figure elegant, her beauty unparalleled.

A masterpiece of exquisite artistry, her arms flawless and pure.

Radiance sparkled upon her icy skin, mesmerizing all who gazed.

But to Yao Xi’s ears, it sounded like the clashing of swords.

Her emotions surged turbulently; she nervously looked upward. Ye Wuchen had already turned away, gazing into the distant sky where the red sun was setting.

The scene of a river at sunset entered his sight, tangible sword qi weaving wildly around him, as he softly murmured:

“The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is nearing dusk.”

“Heh.”

Yao Xi smiled bitterly. “So senior was talking about the scenery!”

As she spoke, her inner armor clattered to the ground.

She was completely bare!

Her flowing black hair conveniently covered the crucial parts, but only just enough to leave much to the imagination.

Such a hot figure, flawless in every way.

It was a sin!

Blushing.

Ye Wuchen’s sword body flushed warmly, his usual purple blade turning a deep purple-red.

Only Yao Xi did not notice.

Afterward, apart from the gentle sound of flowing water and the misty figures, Ye Wuchen saw nothing else.

A bit of a pity.

Just as he felt regret, his body suddenly stiffened, mouth slightly open, his entire being burning hot.

A breathtaking scene unfolded before him.

Yao Xi rose from the pool, her jade-like cheeks dotted with water droplets, as fresh and elegant as a lotus emerging from the water.

Her wet hair draped over snow-white shoulders, droplets clinging to her flawless skin.

Then sliding down her fragrant shoulders, tracing the enticing curves of her slender waist, finally dripping into the pool, stirring a circle of ripples.

Ye Wuchen could clearly see how supple and flexible her taut waist was.

It was hard to imagine what breathtaking curves such a delicate waist would form if laid upon a bed.

Her naked, perfect form was immediately exposed to his gaze, causing a fierce rush of blood.

“Wow!”

Watching her proud, upright bosom just breaking the surface of the water, shimmering with seductive light, stirring the most primal instincts.

Ye Wuchen swallowed hard, his face flushed with excitement.

Within him, an incomparable primeval power erupted like a volcano.