Chapter 412: Chapter 227: Bihua Peak: Stocking Production Base (5k)
Bihua Peak.
On a winter night, a cold breeze blew gently, and a crescent moon hung obliquely on the horizon, with a few stars faintly visible.
The reflection of the stars and moon in the pond was outshone by the stunning figures resembling white jade within the pond.
The women in the pool laughed and played, making the pond feel even more serene and quiet.
This was the floral pool on Bihua Peak where the female disciples bathed, but it was not born of soil and stone but atop a giant purple flower.
The stem of this purple flower was as thick as three people could embrace, and the blossom was nearly eighteen feet wide and more than two yards high.
This particularly large purple lotus was a rare variety specially cultivated by the Third Elder, appearing delicate but surprisingly sturdy. Even when the petals wither, they fall away one by one, with new petals quickly replacing them, allowing the flower crown to be like a raised bowl all year round.
Every morning, the female disciples of Bihua Peak would routinely check the plants in the mountain, collecting the most refined floral dew of the day and gathering it within the crown of this purple lotus, creating this special bath pool.
At night, the female disciples would enjoy the pool, not only washing away the day’s fatigue but also nourishing themselves with the pure floral dew, which is why the female disciples of Bihua Peak were particularly fragrant.
"Today’s dew was accidentally heated a bit too much, does Master Shizun still feel comfortable?"
Zixun gently stroked her jade-like arm, cautiously watching the Third Elder through the thin mist.
She was the eighth disciple of the Third Elder, with a name sharing the same character "Zi" as the purple lotus flower, and the task of heating the pool water was naturally given to her.
The Third Elder lay contentedly on the large petal, with most of her body submerged in the pool, multicolored flowers floating on the surface, revealing only a small part of the enticing snowy white cleavage beneath her collarbone.
"No matter, it’s good to have it hotter in this cold weather."
The Third Elder sighed softy in comfort.
Her cultivation was exceptional, so she naturally was not afraid of the heat. However, the younger female disciples, with their tender skin and shallower cultivation, were naturally more sensitive to the temperature.
"If only we had the Red Immortal Flower, soaking it in the water would surely make the best hot spring in the world!"
The tenth disciple, looking as cute as a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, didn’t dare complain about her senior sister making the water too hot and could only indulge in such fantasies.
She seemed to remember something and angrily clenched her fists, saying, "It’s a pity there’s only one Red Immortal Flower, but it was taken by that You Su."
"Yutong, the Red Immortal Flower is such a celestial item, something everyone desires but cannot obtain, yet you want to use it for bathing, even Master Shizun cannot bear that."
Si Han recalled the shock when You Su plucked the Red Immortal Flower from right in front of Mr. Ye, stirring up a blush on her cheeks at the thought of the young man’s face.
This remark caused the Third Elder, who was enjoying herself with her eyes closed, to raise her elegant brow.
How dare they say she couldn’t bear it?
Indeed, she couldn’t bear it!
She had visited Lotus Sword Venerable recently and realized that You Su had daringly used the Red Immortal Flower from her as a hot spring heating source for He Shutong.
So the precious gift she gave away went to impress someone else?
However, the Third Elder was not too upset since she had obtained something extraordinary from her counterpart’s junior sister.
"Yutong, it was a gift from me to him, not something he took away. If I hadn’t wanted to give it, he couldn’t have taken it."
Yutong obediently nodded: "Master Shizun is the most amazing and generous!"
The Third Elder approvingly glanced at the young girl and then turned to her ninth disciple:
"Si Han, it’s not that I won’t part with it, but I wouldn’t commit such a wasteful act. Those who would use the Red Immortal Flower for a bath surely lack respect for plants."
Miles away, in a room nurturing the Sword Qi in his lower abdomen, You Su suddenly sneezed.
He cursed at himself for feeling so weak, questioning if he’d caught a cold, and quickly got up to close the window.
"You are right, Master."
Si Han admired her mentor greatly, hoping to one day become a beautiful woman like her.
The Third Elder nodded satisfied, and softly said:
"Alright, I’m done soaking, you all take your time."
With that, she stretched out her graceful arms from the water, preparing to rise.
Zixun and Si Han quickly swam over, each supporting one of the Third Elder’s jade-like arms, gently lifting her up.
As the saying goes, beauty lies in the bones, not the skin.
Three hundred years had not marred the Third Elder’s beauty; instead, it had refined a figure as charming as a ripe peach.
The Third Elder enjoyed the service of her beautiful disciples, in a jovial mood, playfully caressing their bosoms. The girl disciples were used to this, merely lowering their faces in shy acceptance.
Soon after, the Third Elder leaped gracefully, the lingering dewdrops on her body evaporating instantly like mist, and a loose indigo silk dress immediately draped over her, accentuating her charming figure.
"Master Shizun is truly beautiful..."
Si Han stared at the bathing fairy, entranced.
"Indeed..." Several other female disciples echoed, their eyes filled with admiration.
The sight brought an indulgent smile to the Third Elder’s face.
She didn’t bathe with the disciples often, as she had her personal bath. She came tonight to show her easy approachability while checking the development of the female disciples, and also to flaunt something to inspire greater admiration from these young beauties.
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