After getting off the cloud carriage, we faced the undulating main mountain range.
In the sky, the blazing sun; on the ground, eternal ice.
The Profound Fire Tribe has truly outdone itself in developing Snow Mountain for sightseeing. I thought the bustling Sunlit Snowfield was already rare enough, but it turns out the real show is on the main mountain range.
Every imaginable activity you could enjoy in the snow is available on the main mountain range.
To make it easier for tourists traveling together, the Profound Fire Tribe even built Cloud Ladder walkways between the peaks, so you donât have to descend and climb back up, ensuring a full visitor experience.
There are even guards stationed along the road, monitoring the surrounding dynamics and the stability of the Dao to prevent any harm to tourists.
Fan Wubing and Luo Qingyao stayed at a Snow Mountain inn. The inn wasnât luxurious, but it was exceptionally clean and tidy, which made it more comforting. After having some of the innâs special immortal cuisine, Luo Qingyao suddenly remembered something and dashed out quickly, only to return shortly after.
She excitedly said, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother! Weâre really lucky!"
"Whatâs happening?"
"The hot spring at Fish Peak is available!" she rattled off, "Fish Peak is the only one in the entire Eternal Night Snow Mountain that naturally contains fire veins, and the mountainâs terrain is perfect, forming a circle of hot springs. The temperature of the fire veins is usually unstable, and most of the time itâs not enough to form a hot spring. Itâs extremely rare for the sunlit period and the hot spring period to coincide like this!"
"So what?"
"So..." Luo Qingyao suddenly hesitated, her face turning red before shyly saying, "We should go to the hot spring, shouldnât we? Itâs a rare opportunity. Most likely, it wonât be around in the next sunlit period."
"You do know how to enjoy yourself."
"Itâs not that I know how to enjoy myself, itâs that the chance to enjoy it is right in front of us."
Luo Qingyaoâs eyes were wide open, blinking with visible expectation. To refuse her might make her secretly hide under the table to cry.
Fan Wubing sniffed, "Iâm a traditional person, and Iâm embarrassed to bathe with others."
Traditional?
A big question mark appeared over Luo Qingyaoâs head.
Then she drooped down like a morning glory dried by the sun.
Fan Wubing laughed and said, "It wouldnât be a problem if itâs with you."
The morning glory quickly perked up again, opening its blossom wide.
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Fish Peak.
Luo Qingyao spent a great deal of money to reserve a hot spring exclusively for herself and her Senior Brother to enjoy.
Snow Mountain, hot spring.
Putting these two words together immediately warms every pore in oneâs body. Itâs not just a physical pleasure, but also a cleansing of the soul.
Indeed, it is so.
While Fish Peakâs hot spring doesnât greatly assist in cultivation, since the Snow Mountain itself is a large Dao Mountain, even if the Dao isnât compatible, all roads lead to the same destination, sharing the vision of reaching the Daoâs end. Feeling the Daoâs operation is also a rare opportunity. The nurturing of the soul and the experience of the Daoâa gain incomparable to ordinary cultivation enhancements.
Fan Wubing bathed first and entered the hot spring.
All around were Dao Mechanism Barriers, gathering the Dao while preventing prying eyes. The various landscapes were beautifully crafted, making the Dao mechanismâs flow within the hot spring even smoother and more natural.
He couldnât help but suspect that the Profound Fire Tribe had a very skilled Dao Landscaper.
Rumor has it that by observing the creations of top Dao Landscapers, one can easily comprehend the Dao.
The water temperature was just right.
Fan Wubing felt as though all the filth in his body was being cleansed. Although it was merely a subjective feeling, isnât this the ultimate pursuit of a hot spring?
The swirling mist encircled this tranquil hot spring.
"Senior Brother." A soft murmur sounded.
Fan Wubing opened his eyes and looked forward. A graceful silhouette emerged within the narrow Profound Corridor. The rising mist lightly covered her figure, as if peering at a distant mountain through the fog.
The allure of the mountain isnât hidden by the fog; instead, it becomes even more captivating.
Half-concealed by the lute, the beauty that seemed to come yet hold back tugged at Fan Wubingâs heartstrings.
Luo Qingyaoâs silhouette was draped with delicate silk, swayed by the warmth. She took small steps, emerging from the depths of the Profound Corridor. Through the swirling mist, it was evidently visible that her face was very flushed.
It was as if she was doing something very embarrassing. But this shame made her both nervous and happy. However, she didnât dare display her joy on her face, only secretly feeling delighted in her heart. She also felt it was as if she was scheming against her Senior Brother, which brought a sense of guilt that was hard to suppress.
Thus, at this moment, her gaze wandered somewhat.
She dared not look at Fan Wubingâs face, standing at the edge of the hot spring, offering the tip of her left foot, gently testing the waterâs temperature, then slid beneath the water, still covered by the silken veil, submerging herself until only her head remained above the surface.
Thus, the silken veil floated up from the water.
What she hadnât anticipated was that the water in the hot spring was live, flowing water. As soon as the silk floated up, it drifted towards the outflow where Fan Wubing was.
She panicked, rushing to grab it, but Fan Wubing was a step faster and caught it.
The silk felt warm and smooth, unclear whether the warmth came from the hot spring water or her body temperature.
Luo Qingyao didnât know how to respond, so she submerged her head under the water, bubbling up.
After a while, she resurfaced, seeing that her Senior Brother had already placed the silk aside, letting out a sigh of relief. Simultaneously, she felt a slight regretâwhy didnât he hold it for a little longer?