Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant-Chapter 428 - 297: Hot Spring Water Smoothly Washes Away Coagulated Cream

Chapter 428: Chapter 297: Hot Spring Water Smoothly Washes Away Coagulated Cream

The sun rose and set.

The door to the second floor of the log cabin opened, and Ji Xinghuo walked out onto the balcony barefoot, wrapped only in a silk cloth around his waist, shivering as the cold wind hit his body.

He took a deep breath of the fresh air and felt refreshed.

It had been three whole Star Realm Days.

Since Ren Mian’s birthday till now, it had been his first time stepping out of the room. He had barely rested nor eaten anything for over 160 hours, battling day and night, absurd yet exhilarating!

"Heh heh..."

A triumphant look appeared on Ji Xinghuo’s face.

With the Titanium Cobalt Dragon Blood and the Rotating Magnetic Field, his body knew no fatigue, and with the assistance of the Sixth Level Spirit Bodies, he ultimately made Sister Ren yield.

"No wonder Xia Qingyu could never get enough of it, never bothering to cultivate," Ji Xinghuo finally understood, "It really is exhilarating..."

He stretched his limbs, feeling a bit sticky all over.

It was now noon, and the sunlight was splendid.

"Take a bath." Ji Xinghuo looked at the snowscape of Peach Blossom Valley and suddenly had an idea. He leapt off the balcony and flew across the Secret Realm, landing on the surface of the lake in the gorge. The ice was still two to three meters thick, hard and cold.

A segment detached from the Spirit Sword Bracelet and transformed into a "Fire Sword," its high-temperature blade cutting out a circle about three meters in diameter in the ice, but not piercing through. The sword’s light plunged into the center of the circle, red light bursting forth, releasing a vast amount of heat.

In just a few seconds, the ice melted.

Then the ice water was rapidly heated up, steam billowing, and in the blink of an eye, an outdoor hot spring was formed.

Ji Xinghuo retracted the sword light and tore off the silk cloth around his waist, leaping in naked. The scalding hot water immersed his body, pores dilating everywhere, an entirely refreshing experience.

"Comfortable."

He leaned on the edge and soaked for a few minutes. When the hot water started to cool, he heated it up again, "Sister Ren, come and soak in the hot spring." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

He called out several times before Ren Mian finally came out, wrapped in a blanket.

Compared to three days ago, she looked more lazy and languid. Her partially bare shoulders and every gesture exuded an astonishing charm. Her skin was smooth and tender, as if thoroughly moisturized, white as alabaster, making the peach blossom mark on her forehead all the more alluring and delicate, full of allure.

Even though Ji Xinghuo had seen it all and indulged to his heart’s content, he couldn’t take his eyes off her as she slowly walked toward him.

"There’s no one else here; why cover up so tightly?" Ji Xinghuo teased.

His Electromagnetic Induction scanned a radius of five thousand meters. Other than himself and Sister Ren, there were only some wild beasts and monsters in the entire Peach Blossom Valley.

"I certainly don’t want to streak."

Ren Mian gave him a sidelong glance, only unwrapping the blanket at the edge of the ice-water hot spring and slowly sinking into the hot water, leaving just her head above the surface.

Her face showed satisfaction as she let out a soft exhale.

With a splash,

Ji Xinghuo moved closer, and when he saw Ren Mian subconsciously cross her hands over her chest, he couldn’t help but laugh, "After tasting every inch of your body, from head to toe, are you still so defensive around me?"

"I know what you’re like, as greedy as a starving ghost. Once you start, you never stop, torturing me for hours," Ren Mian retorted irritably, "Let me rest at least half a day, then come back tonight."

Ji Xinghuo’s face turned red, "I just wanted to give Sister Ren a massage, to relax a bit."

"Then go ahead."

Ren Mian turned over, leaning on the edge with her smooth back facing him.

Ji Xinghuo began to massage in earnest.

Although he wasn’t a professional masseuse, he knew the principles, and with the support of the Spirit Bodies, it didn’t take long for him to catch the knack of it.

Slap, slap, slap...

Rhythmic sounds echoed in the hot spring pool as Ji Xinghuo’s hands moved quickly and skillfully like a pair of intricate mechanical arms, pushing, pressing, kneading, pinching, moving up and down. Every movement was precise, working the muscles and stimulating blood circulation thoroughly.

Ren Mian squinted in enjoyment, "Not bad at all, if you were a masseuse, you’d at least be a gold-level technician."

"Of course," Ji Xinghuo chuckled, "these hands of mine are good at many things, as Sister Ren should know very well."

"Pah!" Ren Mian’s cheeks reddened slightly as if she had recalled something.

"Hahaha..." Ji Xinghuo, feeling the water getting cooler again, heated it up with the Fire Sword for a few seconds.

Ren Mian turned back and asked him to stop, "Enough, you should also rest. You’ve worked hard these past few days; don’t wear yourself out."

"Sister Ren is the only one who cares for me," Ji Xinghuo stopped massaging and sat back in the hot water to relax his body. Although it’s said that there’s only a dead ox and not a bad field, he didn’t feel tired at all.

He looked at the woman before him, admiring her peerless beauty and sighed, "It’s like being in a dream, so unreal."

"Me too..."

Ren Mian leaned against his chest, eyes closed, murmuring.

"I’ve been holding back my power for twenty-five years, and releasing it all at once is such joy between a man and a woman!" Ji Xinghuo joked.

Her expression relaxed, Ren Mian said, "You’ve only been for twenty-five years; I’ve been holding back for six..."

"Hmm?"

Ji Xinghuo’s face froze as he looked down at Ren Mian in his arms, and saw that she had also opened her eyes, her expression flickering, not daring to meet his gaze.

He was sure he hadn’t misheard, "Uh, how old are you exactly?"

"Can I not answer?" Ren Mian responded with a smile, "I am just a bit older than you, but age is a woman’s secret, and it’s rude to ask."

"Just a bit older with a six starting it?"

Ji Xinghuo felt oddly inside; if she were in her sixties, it would be acceptable, but surely she couldn’t be over six hundred?

That would mean she was born in the Ming Dynasty, before the Star Gate had even opened.

Holy moly!

"Don’t guess!" As soon as Ren Mian saw the expression on Ji Xinghuo’s face, she knew what he was thinking and, with an air of resignation, she confessed, "Alright, I am sixty-five years old this year."