"And the host also gave me his largest spirit stone."
She took out the spirit stone that Shang Yanting had given her. Compared to the superior spirit stone, it looked like a low-quality milky white stone with many impurities and little spiritual power.
But Jia Xitong felt it was very beautiful, like a piece of crystal.
Fool.
Shang Yanting remained silent.
While he remained silent, Jia Xitong, observing the shape of the coffin, suddenly had a bold idea—
"Dear host, have you ever tried taking a bath in a tub made of high-grade spirit stones?"
Shang Yanting, who was initially feeling conflicted and indebted to her: ...
In the end, even the arrogant male protagonist couldn't escape the fate of cleaning coffins.
Because of its exceptional rarity, it couldn't be cleaned openly; water had to be carried bucket by bucket to the stable (←the cow and horse inside were thus given a bath).
night
In their house.
The coffin, made of top-grade spirit stones, was filled with hot water, and the raccoon, who was particular about quality, even sprinkled fresh flower petals inside.
She was floating on the water, while Shang Yanting was soaking underwater.
Jia Xitong paddled over to Shang Yanting's side, and because of the censorship mode, she shamelessly approached the naked male lead, "Dear host, do you feel the extravagance?"
Shang Yanting didn't perceive it as extravagant, but rather as absurd.
However, during the bath, the rising mist around him carried wisps of diluted spiritual energy, which clung to his skin, passed through his pores, and silently moisturized his body.
Even without cultivation, his spiritual energy began to circulate on its own, giving people an extremely comfortable feeling.
Shang Yanting couldn't help but let out a soft hum, causing Jia Xitong, who was applying soap and shampoo, to pause in her actions.
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