184: Chapter 184 The first bath in the spiritual spring

The Sheng Sheng Creation River surged forth from the deep valleys of Xuanyin Peak, winding its way through the spirit fields of Houde Peak and the Rouge Valley, nourishing the myriad plants and trees.

When the river flowed to an open bend at the eastern foothills of Tianyuan Peak, the water surface became as calm as a mirror, reflecting the snowy peaks and moving clouds. Ling Hao named this place "Shouyu Bay."

Warm mist steamed from the river surface like a sea of clouds. On both banks, jade-like branches were covered in snow, and red plum blossoms reached toward the water. Snowflakes melted the instant they touched the surface, sparking tiny flecks of golden light.

Amidst the swirling water vapor, warm currents intertwined with the snowy scenery, as if a celestial jade pond had fallen into the mortal world.

At the exact hour of Shen, the bell chimed clear and resonant.

Thousands of Disciples walked through the snow from deep within the plum forest, stepping barefoot into the warm, clear river water.

In an instant, the water rippled gently. Pure white, light green, soft red, goose yellow... undergarments of various colors were soaked by the water of the Creation River, clinging tightly to the graceful curves of their youthful bodies.

Amidst the swirling mist, long jade legs, delicate ankles, slender willow waists, and rising snowy waves... all were partially visible, adding a touch of allure beyond the usual.

The Disciples either stood quietly with eyes closed, feeling the warm current wash away the dust from their bodies; or cupped the water of the Creation River with slender jade fingers, gently washing their faces and necks, letting out satisfied sighs; or splashed and played with one another, their silver-bell-like laughter echoing through the river valley.

On a floating jade platform in the center of the river bend, Ling Hao's figure appeared, his robes fluttering.

"Draw upon the moonlight, gather the Creation—!"

He pointed his fingers into the void. At the top of Haoran Tower, the taiyin zhoutian instrument suddenly released a clear radiance, the essence of moonlight pouring down like an inverted galaxy; the Sheng-Sheng Creation Spring atop Xuanyin Peak also transformed into a Dragon-shaped water column, piercing through the sky.

The essence of moonlight is the purest essence condensed by the Sect's great array after purifying the erosion qi of heaven and earth, primarily used to temper the Dao body and strengthen the bones and Meridians; the water of the Sheng-Sheng Creation Spring contains the power of the Origin of creation, with myriad wondrous uses.

The two spiritual currents merged in Ling Hao's palms, transforming into countless drops of crystal-clear seven-colored nectar. With a wave of his hand, the nectar was precisely sprinkled toward the center of each Disciple's brow in the river.

"Gather your focus and calm your Qi, circulate your Mind-Cultivation Technique, and guide the nectar into your bodies!"

Ling Hao's voice carried a power that soothed the Divine Soul, reaching the ears of every Disciple.

As soon as the nectar touched their skin, it turned into a warm, gentle current that seeped into their bodies. In an instant, gasps and satisfied sighs rose and fell within the river.

Liu Yaner's whole body flashed with faint red light. The essence of mysterious ice and the power of departing fire collided and surged within her, raising wisps of white steam. She bit her lower lip tightly, her body trembling slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Ling Hao's figure flashed, and he was already before her. His warm palm pressed lightly against her smooth back, and a mellow, gentle spiritual power poured in, guiding and harmonizing the two clashing forces.

Liu Yaner's tense body relaxed instantly, a rosy flush suffusing her face as she murmured softly: "Mm... Thank you, Sect Master... for the harmonization..."

Ye Qinglan was enduring the slight stinging pain of the moonlight essence tempering her Meridians when her wrist was suddenly lifted by Ling Hao. His fingertips carried warmth, slowly pressing, pushing, and kneading along her slender arm, guiding that overbearing essence to slowly dissipate and merge into her limbs and bones.

Ripples appeared in Ye Qinglan's cold, clear eyes. Her body involuntarily leaned toward that dark figure, feeling the tingling sensation and strength transmitted from his fingertips.

Xiao Chan was carefully guiding the nectar to settle into the soles of her feet, attempting to accelerate absorption using the method of "Ground Qi through Foot Apertures."

Ling Hao leaned over, his large hand covering her delicate jade feet wrapped in soaked silk socks. Through the thin silk, he kneaded her ankles and Yongquan points with mysterious finger techniques.

"The foot aperture is the bridge to the earth. When guiding Qi, it should be slow and deep..."

His deep voice rang in her ear. Xiao Chan felt waves of intense tingling coming from the soles of her feet, making her almost unable to stand steady. Her face flushed red, and her voice was like a mosquito: "Yes... Disciple... will remember..."

The nectar rain continued to fall, and the water ripples suddenly parted to the sides.

A woman with an extremely voluptuous figure stood up, breaking through the waves. The ripples spreading from her chest were several times wider than those of the other Disciples. Ling Hao's gaze swept over, pausing slightly, and his figure was already at her side.

"You..."

Ling Hao looked at those exaggerated curves and asked gently, "Are you a Disciple of the Mianyu Tower of Qihuang Peak?"

The woman quickly curtsied, water droplets sliding down her rounded figure, her voice tinged with shyness and joy: "Replying to Sect Master, Disciple Shen Qinyou is indeed a Disciple of Mianyu Tower."

Ling Hao nodded, his fingers lightly tapping her rounded shoulder. Gentle spiritual power penetrated her body, dissolving the nectar essence that was slightly obstructed in her chest due to her plumpness. That overbearing energy was skillfully diverted, instantly turning into a nourishing warm current that surged throughout her body.

"Mm..." Shen Qinyou couldn't help but let out a soft, sweet moan. Her body went slightly limp, and she was steadied by Ling Hao's other strong arm supporting her waist at the right moment.

That temperature of that palm came clearly through the soaked thin garments, causing her cheeks to instantly blush like clouds.

On the bank, the six Personal Disciples—Chi Wanhe, Du Yuqing, Lin Xiwei, Lu Changning, Qin Zhaoxue, and Xia Yingying—usually Cultivate with this nectar and did not need to go through the extra trouble. They wore gorgeous ceremonial robes, standing by the white jade railing, watching the magnificent scene in the river with smiles like flowers.

Chi Wanhe pointed at the river and laughed charmingly: "Look at Junior Sister Shen; it's just different when Revered Master takes action!"

Du Yuqing silently watched Revered Master's busy figure, her eyes focused.

Lin Xiwei's cold, clear gaze swept over Shen Qinyou, then quickly moved away.

Lu Changning nibbled on spirit fruit snacks with a small mouth, her apricot eyes curved: "This nectar is good, but it's not as good as Revered Master's nectar. Besides, we've already refined so much; it's more comfortable to just soak in the hot spring."

Qin Zhaoxue's lips held a gentle smile. Her gaze swept over the "mountain ranges" shrouded in water vapor, then fell on Ling Hao's tall, straight figure.

Xia Yingying nestled beside Qin Zhaoxue, her apricot eyes bright, whispering: "Second Senior Sister, Revered Master is so busy..."

"Mm, but Revered Master is also enjoying it..."

The sun slanted westward, and golden afterglow splashed onto Shouyu Bay.

The water of the Sheng Sheng Creation River shimmered with golden light, reflecting the sky full of flowing clouds and the snowy plum blossoms on both banks. Warm mist rose, gradually tinged with golden red.

In the river, the Disciples' thin, sheer gauze garments were thoroughly soaked, like layers of transparent cicada wings clinging to their skin, outlining hazy and alluring contours.

Water droplets rolled down from their hair tips and necks along their fair skin, refracting a dreamlike luster in the warm sun and water vapor.

The spring water touched their skin, creating warm mist, and the gauze garments gradually became transparent like cicada wings. The entire river bend seemed to transform into a flowing painting of warm jade and fragrance, beautiful enough to take one's breath away.

As the last drop of nectar was guided and refined, Ling Hao withdrew his hand and stood on the floating platform. His black robes fluttered in the evening breeze as he overlooked this magnificent scene where the spring colors of the river blended with the rosy clouds.

The dust-cleansing was complete; the Disciples were filled with Spiritual Qi, their skin glowing and glistening, and their eyes shone with more spirit than before.

With a smile on his lips, Ling Hao cast his gaze toward the direction of Chenbi Bay in the distance.

The dust-cleansing was complete, and the moon rose over the Eastern Sea.

Floating Island Chenbi Bay, "Water Jade Gives Birth to Spring · Blessing" is about to begin—"]}**