Mo Yan returned to her residence, utterly exhausted, and fetched a clean set of underclothes from the cabinet before entering the Space. She sent the Six Beasts outside, filled the waist-high bathtub with water, and undressed to soak in the bath.
"Mmm—so comfortable!"
The abundant Spiritual Energy in the Spirit Spring Water was like invisible thin threads entering her body through her pores, greatly soothing Mo Yan’s sore muscles. She closed her eyes and leaned against the edge of the bathtub, unconsciously letting out a contented sigh of satisfaction.
Xuetuan, who had been pretending to play with mud not too far away, quietly flew over and gazed at the jade-white skin of Mo Yan in the tub. Its snail-like eyes instantly widened, unwilling to blink even once.
The way Xuetuan was ogling her was so inappropriate that Mo Yan couldn’t pretend not to notice. The next mont, she abruptly opened her eyes and before Xuetuan could retract its snail-like gaze and attempt to flee, she grabbed it and plunged it into the water without hesitation.
"Uh... help... Yanyan, save ... uh... I was wrong... save ..." Xuetuan struggled desperately, its piercing screams filling the entire Space.
Xuetuan was ford from Mo Yan’s own blood, and it possessed all the weaknesses a human would have, not only afraid of pain and tickling but also loathing the suffocating sensation of being subrged in water.
"Now you know how to beg for rcy? Too late!" Mo Yan had made up her mind to teach a lesson to this creature that frequently spied on her bathing, holding the pleading Xuetuan tightly in her hands as she continued to press it into the water, "I’ve warned you many tis not to peek at bathing. Would I do this to you if you had been well-behaved?"
Previously, when the weather was not cold, Mo Yan would cut off her connection with Xuetuan and bathe in her room. But now, with the weather being so cold, she didn’t have the courage to do so, accidentally giving the sleazy Xuetuan the opportunity. This wasn’t the first ti it was caught by her.
"No... no, Yanyan... I was wrong, wuwu, I really was wrong!" Xuetuan’s pathetic cries and the dejected drooping of its snail-like eyes evoked an indescribable sense of pity.
"Heh heh, you like watching bathe so much, you must really want to bathe with , right?" Mo Yan sneered, ignoring Xuetuan’s resistance and pushing it into the water again. Only when it was on the brink of passing out and could no longer scream did she rcifully fish it out and let it cool off on the edge of the bathtub.
Lying on the edge of the bathtub, Xuetuan was unable to speak, and its resentnt towards its master reached an all-ti high, silently vowing to Transform as soon as possible and have its own true body to exact revenge for today’s ordeal.
Mo Yan was unaware of Xuetuan’s enduring sleazy ideas. After bathing, she hurriedly dressed and carefully checked the dical herb storage to see if any materials were missing and needed to be processed.
The bodies of those three hundred soldiers all required dicinal herbs, ranging from a minimum of three months to potentially a year. That ant a large batch of dicinal herbs would be needed. This was assuming the dicines in the Space retained their effectiveness; using ordinary herbs from outside would require even more.
After taking inventory, several common herbs were running low. Mo Yan took hold of the now fully revived and coquettishly whining Xuetuan, instructing it to process the selected piles of herbs. She then hurried over to the Jade Table to check the accumulated rit.
Although Xuetuan had previously ssaged her that the rit had significantly increased, she still needed to see it with her own eyes to be reassured. Indeed, the rit Pearl that was already more than half covered in red had risen significantly, now covering about three-quarters. Mo Yan estimated that arranging for another two thousand five hundred soldiers might just upgrade the Space to Level Eight.
"Ah, this upgrade is so tough!" Mo Yan sighed, thinking back fondly to the ti when upgrading from the primary level to the second and from the second to the third was much easier than it was now.
Xuetuan rolled its eyes at Mo Yan and said excitedly, "This is already very fast. You were busy for over a decade in your past life and only reached the Sixth Level, yet now, in just over three years, you’re almost at the Eighth Level. You greedy thing, be content!"
Upon hearing that, Mo Yan beca even more excited than Xuetuan, grabbing its fleshy belly and saying, "Isn’t this being anxious for you? It takes so much rit to reach Level Eight, we don’t even know how long it will be until we reach Tenth Level. Aren’t you eager to get out?"
"Eager? Who’s really eager?" Xuetuan struggled fiercely to escape Mo Yan’s grip, speaking with an ’I’ve seen through you’ tone, "It’s clearly you who wants to advance to Level Ten quickly, so you can return to your past life and visit your family sooner. Yet you always bring up as an excuse, hmph, that’s hypocritical!"
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