The medicinal bath was not as terrible as Xie Ziyou imagined. The basin was filled with light blue spirit water instead of a dark and bitter medicinal liquid. The feeling of soaking in it was not like being put into a spicy pot. Instead, it felt like soaking in a hot spring.

Fire-type crystals were densely spread out under the wooden tub, emitting a faint but bright halo like a candle flame. The heat continued to flow through the wooden tub into the water, maintaining the spirit water at a comfortable temperature.

At first, Xie Ziyou's body was still tense, but as he soaked in the water, his muscles couldn't help but gradually relax. Every pore on his body opened up, and he breathed in deeply.

Light mist rose from the water like a thin cloud. It was very pleasant.

Not long after, the system returned with the test results. "It's okay, You. They are all nourishing medicines and full of spirit energy."

Xie Ziyou clasped the edge of the tub with both hands. Yingbai rested his face on his arm, closed his eyes slightly, and nodded comfortably.

"Did I misunderstand Wang Yun?"

The youth's long eyelashes fluttered, and he muttered to himself while facing the rising water vapor. "She treats her biological son quite well?"

The system said, "Maybe?"

"Perfunctory."

Xie Ziyou muttered, and his bad intentions rose. His fair fingers waved in the water, raising a curtain of water and sprinkling it on the system's little bee hovering by the tub.

… It did not succeed, and the bee easily dodged it.

The two of them were having fun, but Xie Heng, who was experiencing the Resonance of Spirit Bones, was having a hard time.

The water temperature was constant, and the torrent rushed, roasting Xie Heng's heart and throat.

Unlike when he was in a coma when he was chopping firewood, he was awake at this moment, but a large number of double images swayed in front of him. In front of him was a simple stone table and the fragrance of food, but with a slight shake, it suddenly turned into the smooth and delicate legs of the youth. His nose was as cold as ice, mixed with the fresh fragrance of plants.

Crazy, crazy.

It was fine if he dreamed that his enemy changed, but what the hell was he imagining her soaking in a bath!

Xie Heng could not bear it anymore. He suddenly stood up, and the weak mystical Qi that he cultivated shook the chair away.

"Knock me out, quick!"

Under Xu Waner's stunned and bewildered gaze, the young man staggered around like a headless fly. He grabbed a piece of firewood from the side of the stove, measured it for a moment, and found that it was not heavy enough, so he impatiently threw it down. Then he turned around and rushed to the bench, grabbed the short leg of the bench, raised his hand, and fiercely smashed it over the top of his head.

Xu Waner hurriedly dropped his bowl and chopsticks and rushed forward. "No, Big Brother Xie!"

She pulled the stool from the dizzy young man's hands and threw it aside with a bang. She grabbed Xie Heng's shoulders and said anxiously, "Big Brother Xie, what's wrong?"

What's wrong? Xie Heng wanted to cry but had no tears. He also wanted to know what was wrong with him!

However, the current situation did not allow him to hesitate. The warm water brought waves of heat that washed over his body, and at the same time, Xie Ziyou's body was covered with a thin layer of red. The naked young man's toes curled up comfortably. His thin body was slender and flexible. As a martial artist, there was not a trace of excess fat on his body. Every line of his body was beautiful and perfect.

The Fair Complexion of his porcelain-like skin was glossy and transparent, and from the depths of his skin, there was a charming and gentle blush. His long black hair, like sandalwood, was floating in the water like duckweed.

He played with the System, and the water rippled. Yingbai's body under the water was not obedient.

Xie Hengyi covered his eyes with his hands. Although the double images were no longer there, the illusion became clearer. As Xie Ziyou's body swayed, Xie Heng inadvertently caught a glimpse of an extremely shocking scene.

The young man's mind was buzzing.

His lips felt warm.

Xie Heng wiped his nose and looked down. His hand was covered in blood.

"Big Brother Xie!"

Xu Waner panicked and grabbed the handkerchief on the table. He held Xie Heng's shoulders and wanted to help him wipe his face. "Big Brother Xie, why … why did you suddenly have a nosebleed?"

Xie Heng pinched his nose in embarrassment. His heart was filled with grief and indignation. His mind was full of "Kill me, let me faint". He did not care about the bench anymore. In a moment of desperation, he lowered his head slightly and slammed it against the stone wall behind him.

A sharp pain came, and all the voices suddenly stopped.

The young man's vision suddenly turned black. He stood there stiffly for a moment, and then fell backward.

His six senses were cleared, and the world was at peace.

… As if.

Finally, his wish came true. Xie Heng, who had fainted, tragically realized that the real torment had just begun.

When his body was in a completely unconscious state, the feeling of being attached to a foreign object did not decrease. Instead, it increased.

Now, his vision was no longer blurry because all the stone houses, stone tables, and Xu Waner had disappeared. His soul was imprisoned in an isolated space like the day. There was only rippling water in front of him, and he could clearly see … Xie Ziyou taking a bath.

And he even lost the right to blink.

…

Xie Ziyou really fell in love with the feeling of taking a medicinal bath. He soaked in it from the sky until the moon was high in the sky.

If it were not for the fear of wrinkling his skin, he would have sat in the bathtub for the whole night and even slept in it.

The fire crystal was also very durable. It kept the water warm until Xie Ziyou lazily got up and changed his clothes. In short, it could still be used next time.

It was really amazing.

Xie Ziyou even felt sorry for him. He had played the role of a very powerful person before, but he was so focused on completing tasks that he did not enjoy the benefits of a villain's life. His great wealth was wasted — no, he was helping the protagonist to keep it.

"I have decided. From today onwards, I will be a luxurious villain.

I will eat, drink, and take a bath every day. "

The young man was wrapped in pajamas that were heated by the charcoal fire. He looked satisfied and said seriously.

Of course, when changing into new clothes, Xie Ziyou did not forget to take out the glazed sword bone from the bottom of the bathtub and put it back in his arms.

Maybe it was because his skin temperature was higher after soaking in the hot water, Xie Ziyou, who was so satisfied that he felt a little tired, did not notice that the sword bone in his hand was slightly hot. It emitted a warm sunlight that lingered for a long time.

The son of the Xie family had spoken, so the matter of taking a medicinal bath was settled.

Every day, Xie Ziyou would come back from sword practice with sweat all over his body. His eyes were filled with longing to soak in the water for two hours.

He even discussed with the System the possibility of digging a hot spring in the courtyard. The bottom would be covered with fire crystals, a string of spirit plants would be planted on both sides, and a hidden channel would be dug to connect it to the mountain water. Then, he would build a circulation system, just like …

"A pool of wine and a forest of meat." The System teased.

"Go away." Xie Ziyou waved his hand in disgust. His beautiful peach blossom eyes squinted slightly. "It's just a pool. It's not a big deal."

But before Xie Ziyou could tell his cheap mother "this small matter", one day a week later, when Xie Ziyou excitedly opened the courtyard door, he did not see the familiar bathtub.

The trembling servant knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, the crystals and spirit herbs … are out of stock. I have already asked the warehouse to buy them quickly, but the spirit herbs are hard to find. I am afraid … it will take a few days."

Xie Ziyou was slightly surprised. "The crystals and spirit herbs are out of stock?"

"… Yes." The servant smiled bitterly. "Young Master is very talented. The amount of medicine and spirit energy you absorbed was equivalent to two people.

It is my fault. I underestimated Young Master, so … "

The servant bent over and knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly.

He really had a hard time. In fact, it was far more than the amount for two people. The crystal stones were originally prepared to be used for a month, but he didn't expect that this Young Master Xie's body was like a bottomless pit that swallowed spiritual power. In just a week, he had completely absorbed the spiritual medicine crystal stones that were prepared for a month in advance.

Xie Ziyou was also stunned.

Waving his hand to dismiss the trembling servant, Xie Ziyou sat down at the table. He supported his chin and asked doubtfully, "System, am I very talented in cultivation?"

The System thought for a moment and replied, "Talent is actually an unstable factor. It is affected by the external and acquired environment in many ways …"

Xie Ziyou snorted. His delicate nose trembled slightly, and he snorted.

"Why do you have so much nonsense?" he said unhappily. "Just tell me and let me count."

"… You!" The System smiled bitterly and shook its head.

Forget it. Today, Xie Ziyou had been forced by the instructor to perform a sword demonstration. He had performed a set of sword moves a thousand times. He was already exhausted and sweaty. When he came back, he did not even have the chance to soak in the medicinal bath. He was really in a bad mood.

On the other hand, in the dimly lit stone house, Xie Heng was also in a bad mood.

In the past few days, a strange Vision would appear in front of his eyes every evening. Without exception, it was a beautiful and charming scene. A young man with red lips and white teeth sat lazily in the bathtub. Droplets of water flowed down his wet hair and dripped onto the water's surface. More droplets of water flowed slowly down his Fair Complexion's neck, which was steamed red by the hot steam, and flowed over his delicate shoulder blades.

How could a hot-blooded young man endure such torture?

Xie Heng could not reveal any flaws and make his benefactor sister in the same room suspicious. After angrily banging his head against the wall, he could only find an excuse. Every night at this time, he would go up the mountain to find a stream to soak in cold water.

The beautiful name was: strengthen the body in preparation for the examination.

Although the process was painful, Xie Heng also discovered the benefits after a long time. Every time he had an illusion, there would be a slightly hot and pure spiritual aura, along with the essence of plants, quietly entering his body. It would warm his meridians and repair his injuries.

After a few days, not only did the injury on his chest heal a lot, even the position where the sword bone was dug out had a faint outline, as if a small sword was gradually forming in the hollow bone. Although it was illusory and transparent, one could imagine that one day in the future, this small sword condensed purely from spiritual aura would replace the glazed sword bone and become his new spirit bone.

What did this have to do with Xie Ziyou?

Xie Heng supported himself with his right hand on the rock. His whole body was like a wild goose landing on flat sand. With a "splash", he jumped into the rushing stream, splashing water everywhere.

It was early spring, and the snow had just melted. The meandering stream from the top of the mountain was very rapid and carried a bone-piercing chill. As soon as he entered the water, the young man could not help but shiver.

Xie Heng's mind calmed down a bit. He thought to himself that there must be a connection.

Otherwise, why would he only see Xie Ziyou and not the other people taking a bath?

That good younger brother of his … could it be that he had been poisoned?

The warm current that came out of nowhere was even more peculiar. It secretly warmed his meridians, causing him to cultivate from the beginning. It was more than ten times faster than before. In just a few days, he had actually recovered to the Second Rank.

Could it be that this was also Xie Ziyou's intention?

Could it be that previously, when Xie Ziyou stripped his sword bone, it was not his intention, but Xie Yushen who forced him to do so?

However, his relationship with this younger brother of his was extremely poor. Every time they met, he would mock and ridicule him …

Xie Heng sat in the ice-cold stream, allowing the water to rise up to his neck. There was no one on the desolate mountain, and the shadows intertwined endlessly with the bright moonlight, casting mottled shadows on the side of the young man's handsome face.

The more he thought about it, the more tangled he became. His thoughts were all jumbled up into a pot of porridge. For a moment, there was a voice in his head shouting, "He hates you and wants to kill you." For a moment, there were ripples in the water, and the thin veil was slightly lifted, revealing a smooth and delicate calf.

"Splash!"

Xie Heng's ears turned slightly red. He scooped up a handful of ice water and splashed it all over his face.

The young man covered his scalding cheeks and fiercely licked his molars. There was no need to think about it. This was definitely a curse. This damned Xie Ziyou. Not only did he steal his sword bone, he even conspired against him and used Vision to seduce him!

How shameless and shameless!

"Ah — Achoo!"