"You... why did you just walk right in?"
"Huh? Is something wrong?" Qian Lin glanced at Ye Qiuhan, who was hiding and bathing in the large wooden tub, and scratched her head, confused. Why couldn't she just walk right in?
Ye Qiuhan blinked. Is something wrong?
Isn't there a lot wrong!
I'm still taking a bath, it's a bit rude for you to just come in!
Do you understand what feminine bashfulness is!
"This bathroom isn't just yours anymore. Putting these two wooden tubs here means we can bathe together, right?" Qian Lin pointed at the large wooden tub placed on the other side, her expression completely matter-of-fact.
As she spoke, Qian Lin fiddled with the Formation that released hot water, making it spray water at a comfortable temperature.
That makes so much sense that I'm speechless. Ye Qiuhan racked her brain but couldn't find a single reason to refute her; what Qian Lin said was so logical it almost convinced her.
"Yesterday you said you didn't need to bathe, so why are you coming to bathe today?" Thus, she changed the direction of her questioning.
You said yesterday you didn't need to bathe, but today you ran over to bathe. Just admit you're lying!
Unfortunately, who is Qian Lin? She is the Demon Path Supreme! The Demonic Path Supreme!
First of all, she is from the Demonic Path, and the Demonic Path has a very high tolerance for going back on one's word.
"My Spiritual Qi is depleted, so I can't use Techniques to cleanse myself. My body feels sticky and uncomfortable, so I came for a bath," Qian Lin said, simultaneously taking off the short garment she was wearing.
Ye Qiuhan's eyes widened instantly. Although she had guessed it long ago, seeing Qian Lin wearing only one piece of clothing still shocked her.
Also, Qian Lin, do you really not feel embarrassed? There's someone else in here! You just brazenly stripped off your clothes, and now I don't know what to do.
If I turn my head away and don't look, I'll seem a bit self-important. Qian Lin herself doesn't care, so it would be strange for me to act so concerned.
But staring at Qian Lin like this feels a bit like taking advantage of her.
All in all, it was a difficult dilemma.
But then again, Qian Lin's skin is truly fair and delicate, like that of a newborn baby.
Among everyone Ye Qiuhan had ever met, Qian Lin possessed this level of perfect skin uniquely.
"Qian Lin, your skin is so nice," Ye Qiuhan mumbled softly.
Although the voice was quiet, it didn't escape Qian Lin's ears. The Demon Supreme Young Miss didn't show any shyness; instead, she nodded openly, "Of course, 'ice skin and jade bones' describes me perfectly."
Yes, literally ice skin and jade bones.
"But Stupid Girl, your skin isn't bad either, it's just a slightly deeper color than mine." After praising herself proudly, Qian Lin didn't forget to compliment Ye Qiuhan. Compared to herself, Ye Qiuhan was actually not inferior in the slightest.
Who wouldn't like a little darling Carved from Pink Jade? Qian Lin dared to bet that the future Ye Qiuhan would definitely be a great beauty.
"It's not as good as yours, Qian Lin." Ye Qiuhan's head sank slightly lower, and a blush slowly appeared on her face.
"Mine is considered a special Physique, something ordinary people definitely can't compare to." Qian Lin shook her head. Her existence was like having cheats activated; comparing herself to ordinary people was just bullying them.
The only ones who could possibly compete with her in this regard were the owners of a few special Physiques known for their exceptional beauty.
For example, the Courtesan who rose and fell like a meteor nearly a hundred years later, who single-handedly destroyed the Demonic Path Sect Hehuan Valley, and finally fell into the abyss under the siege of the Righteous and Evil Paths, disappearing without a trace.
Qian Lin didn't know that Courtesan, but her actions helped Qian Lin significantly. During that time, Qian Lin happened to have a conflict with people from Hehuan Valley and was being hunted.
That person's sudden attack forced the Hehuan Valley Disciples pursuing Qian Lin to return to aid their Sect, indirectly helping Qian Lin.
If she gets the chance in this life, perhaps she should help her out, Qian Lin thought inwardly.
"Qian Lin, the water is about to overflow."
"Ah!" Qian Lin snapped back to reality and quickly shut off the Formation. If Ye Qiuhan hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have noticed the tub was about to overflow. "I spaced out."
Embarrassed, Qian Lin tapped her head, picked up a small wooden box from the floor, took out a small light blue Medicinal Pill from inside, and dropped it into the wooden tub.
The pill dissolved instantly upon contact with water, dyeing the clear hot water a more beautiful light blue. At the same time, a faint floral fragrance began to permeate the bathroom.
Ye Qiuhan watched Qian Lin's actions curiously. This floral fragrance must have come from the pill Qian Lin just threw into the water, right?
So what is this pill? Is it a Medicinal Pill used to aid Cultivation?
To think Qian Lin is so diligent, not even forgetting to Cultivate while bathing. It truly makes one feel ashamed.
Looking at Qian Lin, then looking at herself, Ye Qiuhan suddenly felt unhappy about her own bath.
Plop. While Ye Qiuhan was deep in thought, Qian Lin had already jumped into her own large wooden tub, squinting her eyes as she enjoyed the feeling of the hot bath.
As for what she just threw into the water?
Uh, it wasn't anything powerful, just a very ordinary item used to clean the body and dissolve grime, except that Qian Lin's improvements added some fragrance.
These fragrances could linger on her body for a while, masking her own Qi, which could be unexpectedly useful in certain special situations.
Of course, normally it was just to make herself smell a bit nicer.
As for aiding Cultivation, that was nonexistent.
"Hey, Qian Lin, are you really the Demon Supreme?"
Qian Lin, who was playing with her hair, was startled by Ye Qiuhan's question. She looked toward Ye Qiuhan and saw the silly girl clinging to the edge of the wooden tub, only showing half her face, staring at her with large black eyes.
She looked like a shy kitten, strangely adorable.
"Of course I am! I am the unrivaled Demon Path Supreme, Qian Lin, who never changes her name or surname."
"It feels fake," Ye Qiuhan mumbled, blowing bubbles.
"Fake? That doesn't matter, does it? I'm Qian Lin regardless. Whether I am the Demon Supreme is just a minor detail," Qian Lin answered cheerfully.
She was Qian Lin. Demon Path Supreme was just one of her identities, something she could take up or discard as she wished. There was no need to dwell on it.
Compared to the identity of the Demon Supreme, Qian Lin was more concerned about her mysteriously vanished height—turning from a Ten-Foot Handsome Man into a Shorty. That was the unacceptable thing.