Xianzhou Cangcheng was known as the most prosperous among the many Xianzhou ships, since every kind of local culture could easily flourish here, gathering the essence of countless traditions.
Among them, the hot spring culture introduced by some outsiders was one of the most popular, as men, women, and children all loved it.
In the Xianzhou Cangcheng's Exalting Sanctum, the largest hot spring facility immediately arranged a private luxury bath upon knowing the acting general's arrival.
Divided into two, the vast and luxurious hot spring pool was now occupied by only three people, with a paper screen set up in the middle to separate the men's and women's sections.
Inside, the spring water was comfortably warm, and the rising steam resembled a soft veil, wrapping one's body in a lazy, soothing comfort.
Lucian, Jingliu, and Baiheng soaked in this pool, with only their shoulders and heads above the water.
Lucian was naturally alone in the men's section, now leaning against the poolside, and before him, a tray of drinks floated on the water's surface.
It had to be said, soaking in a hot spring was indeed a pleasure—any culture that became this popular surely had its merit.
Especially when nearby, the whispers of female companions carried over, making one unable to help but want to listen.
"Ahh… so nice..."
In the women's section, Baiheng let out a satisfied sigh, narrowing her eyes like a contented cat as her pale purple hair clung damply to her cheeks. As she leaned back against the smooth stone wall, it only further accentuated the allure of her bare shoulders and neckline.
Tilting her head toward Jingliu, Baiheng's beautiful eyes sparkled playfully, her lips curling into a sly grin before she spoke up.
"Hey, Jingliu, what do you think about the guy next door... I mean, his figure?"
At these words, Jingliu, who had been resting with her eyes closed, had her lashes flutter faintly.
"Baiheng, speak no obscenities. Mind your bath."
Without so much as opening her eyes, Jingliu's voice rang cold and clear, like dripping spring water.
"Oh, c'mon, just say it! It's only us sisters talking in secret—what's there to fear?" Baiheng, unwilling to give up, scooted closer, causing ripples to spread through the water. "Look at his height and long legs, such a perfect body! Broad shoulders, narrow waist… tsk, tsk, born to wear any clothes—everything looks good on him, right?"
Jingliu remained silent with her eyes shut, yet her fair ears seemed to faintly flush beneath the rising mist.
Seeing Jingliu pretend to be calm only fired Baiheng up even more.
"Let me tell you, last time at my place, when Lucian was changing clothes, I 'accidentally' caught a glimpse of his back..."
Baiheng leaned closer, lowering her voice into a conspiratorial whisper.
"Guess what I saw? Whoa, those muscles—like they were carved by a blade and chisel! Just looking at them, you could feel the power in them! I wonder how it'd feel to touch~ heehee..."
To mess with Jingliu, Baiheng even deliberately dragged out her tone before chuckling mischievously.
"Baiheng!"
Jingliu finally snapped her eyes open, her light-red eyes flashing with thin anger—yet mostly with embarrassment at having her thoughts exposed.
"You... You are outrageous!" Jingliu exclaimed angrily as a blush bloomed across her cheeks.
"Oh my, you're blushing?" Baiheng lit up as if discovering a new world, then leaned even closer, her breath hot against Jingliu's sensitive ear. "Don't pretend, my good sister. You dare say you've never looked? Never touched? You two have been together for a thousand years—no way there's nothing between you, right?"
Cornered by Baiheng with nowhere to retreat, Jingliu felt the steam muddle her head as her heartbeat quickened.
Truthfully, Baiheng's blunt words struck at the curiosity she usually buried beneath her cold composure.
Indeed, in a thousand years, she had never seen all of Lucian.
At most—his chest, his abs, his back...
Jingliu bit her lip unconsciously, her gaze flickering toward the flower petals floating on the water.
"He's rather... strong..." Jingliu said softly, her fingers stirring the warm spring water without realizing it.
"Ha! I knew it!" Baiheng slapped the water victoriously, sending up a splash. "Admit it! You like this, too!"
"Shut up! Pervert!" Jingliu, feeling mortified, yelled and wished she could sink beneath the water.
Usually, this foxian was so innocent and pure—why was she being so indecent now?
"What's perverted about it? Desire is natural! I don't have your long lifespan, so of course I'll cherish what's right in front of me." Baiheng sounded righteous, yet her eyes scanned the thin paper screen dividing the baths like searchlights. "Tell me... what do you think he's doing now? You know, this wall's so thin..."
Her voice grew smaller, but her eyes only shone brighter with excitement.
Upon hearing Baiheng's words, Jingliu's heart jolted.
Suddenly having a bad feeling, she wanted to forbid that dangerous idea on the spot, but—
*Splash!* *Splash!*
Splashing water sounds drifted from beyond the screen, slow and teasing, scratching at the heart.
Baiheng's fox ears instantly shot straight up, nearly piercing the mist.
In the next moment, she pressed half her body against the paper screen and poked a tiny hole with her nail, her eager eyes glued to it.
"My goodness..." Baiheng whispered, her voice sticky with delight. "So sexy... those abs, those lines..."
Right after saying this, she licked her lips, still feeling unsatisfied.
Meanwhile, hearing Baiheng's whisper, Jingliu felt heat rush straight to her head, her skin tightening from the burn.
Wasn't this foxian growing bolder by the second?
Not even pretending anymore?
"Baiheng..." Jingliu's voice dropped, tense as cracking ice. "Come back. Do not look upon what is forbidden."
"Heehee~" Baiheng turned her head, her eyes curling like mischievous moons while damp hair clung to her cheeks, adding to her charm. "Come, this hole's big enough. You can see clearly."
Right after saying this, she grabbed Jingliu's wrist, making the caught-off-guard Jingliu stumble and splash water high.
In the end, with her balance lost, Jingliu gasped softly as she was dragged right up to the screen—a thin white towel clung to her body, outlining her slender waist as droplets slid down her smooth neck, and within the rising steam, a blush spread all the way to the tips of her ears.
"Baiheng!"
Jingliu's voice, tinged with both shame and urgency, cracked as she struggled, but Baiheng held her fast.
"Shh... keep quiet!" Baiheng pressed a finger to her lips, eyes glued to the hole. "Look, look! He turned around! Front view!"
Upon hearing this, Jingliu felt her scalp tingle.
In the end, bewitched by Baiheng's tempting words, Jingliu, feeling like she was going nuts, leaned in closer herself, holding her breath as her eye slipped to another hole.
Beyond the screen, steam swirled, yet that figure was searingly clear.
Lucian's back was broad and powerful, water trickling down his taut muscles—then, slowly, he turned toward their direction.
Jingliu and Baiheng felt their hearts pounding like war drums.
However, their gaze had only just caught the shape of his chest when...
*RIIIP!*
A sharp tear shattered the misty silence of the spring.
Baiheng, entranced, had leaned too hard on the flimsy paper screen, making it collapse with a crash.
Losing her balance, Baiheng toppled forward—and in the blink of an eye, everything bare and bright presented itself right before Lucian's eyes.
'I knew it—my born lucky pervert trait is finally showing its power again...'
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