"I heard what happened in the secret realm. It is a relief that you are alive and well."
Zhiran's trance was broken abruptly by the lazy voice of Elder Yan Yue, who still reclined in the pool, naked, her back against the stone edge, thick thighs veiled beneath the surface. Her butterfly tattoo was faintly visible.
Unfortunately, the rising steam slowly converged around her body, curling like a shy veil to hide her curves from his daring gaze.
"Cough... yes, Elder... I was lucky. To be honest, if not for your protective array, I might have really died inside this time. Thank you, Elder."
Zhiran showed a faint reluctance at the thickening steam around her body and spoke.
As he said, the Jade Array given by her was really strong. He never thought she would give him something that could shield him from even a Gold Core cultivator briefly.
Too bad, it was already scrapped in the fight.
"By the way, Elder, I even formed my foundation this time. Should I... show you my divine sense?"
