Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the back of Lingxuan Mountain was quiet, with birdsong occasionally heard.

As Shen Wangchuan strolled along the stone steps, the turmoil in his heart during the day instantly subsided.

Cultivators cultivate their minds, pursuing a peaceful and inclusive heart.

This was said by a cultivator who had previously suggested that he become a disciple of the Xuantian Sect.

Shen Wangchuan didn't understand this before, but now he is slowly beginning to grasp its meaning.

By casting aside all worldly concerns, he can hear the sound of the wind, understand the cicadas' song, and bring himself closer to the laws of nature.

Like plants that thrive endlessly, like a campfire in the long night, illuminating all darkness.

As he thought this, his gaze was as gentle and serene as the moonlight.

As I walked up the stone steps, I soon saw a patch of steam rising from the ground.

It seems the sacred spring is just ahead.

He wasn't in a hurry and walked step by step in that direction.

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Meanwhile, Sun Qingyang also set off following the system's prompts.

It was getting late, and the back mountain was pitch black.

Originally, he wanted to find a more suitable opportunity to bump into this immortal and then improve his favorability.

However, according to the system's calculations, tonight is the best time.

It just so happens that the other party is soaking in the hot springs in the back mountain. If you seize the opportunity, you will definitely be able to win over Xie Liuyan.

Therefore, he had to sacrifice his sleep time and specially prepare himself to come to the back mountain.

Although Sun Qingyang's cultivation level was at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, it was mostly built up by the pills produced by the system.

He didn't want to waste time on cultivation; he'd rather use that time to win over the protagonist. With luck points in hand, he could choose from any rare and precious treasures.

It's only a matter of time before one can also cultivate together and increase their cultivation level.

Thinking this way, he realized that his early cultivation was not solid.

Naturally, one cannot be like a true cultivator, who can close their eyes and concentrate their breath, meditate all night without sleeping, and still feel refreshed when they wake up in the morning.

After climbing over the stone steps, he finally saw the sacred spring.

At this point, it's crucial to remain calm and avoid rushing in and provoking others.

Sun Qingyang walked step by step to the Spirit Spring. With just one glance from afar, he was certain that there were indeed people by the hot spring.

However, it was impossible to see the other person's movements clearly.

Sun Qingyang knew that anyone who could become a protagonist in the world must be an exceptional individual compared to ordinary people.

Both her cultivation and her appearance are captivating.

This time, the protagonist is even more important. To be known as the Immortal Venerable in the cultivation world, he must possess unparalleled cultivation and an incomparably handsome appearance.

As soon as he reached the Spirit Spring, Xie Liuyan noticed someone approaching.

She put down her hands, which were originally about to take off her clothes, and instead straightened her collar.

He was still dressed in white, with delicate patterns on the collar and cuffs, and the jade pendant tied at his waist was given to Shen Wangchuan.

The moonlight, like water, shone upon him, making him appear even more refined and otherworldly.

Sun Qingyang couldn't help but have wild thoughts at this moment. If he were to bump into the other party taking a bath, he would have to put on a sufficiently surprised expression.

Unexpectedly, the next second, a voice pierced the air:

"Who's there?!"

Before Sun Qingyang could react, he was forced to the ground by the oppressive voice, and the white clothes he had carefully prepared to wear were stained black.

In that instant, he truly felt fear.

I thought it would be a small task, but all my fantasies were shattered by reality.

Like a chicken with its throat choked, he could only explain in a hoarse voice:

"This junior, Sun Qingyang, is a cultivator who has come to the Xuantian Sect to participate in the selection."

"I was unaware that you were here, senior. I hope you will forgive my inconvenience!"

He cleverly disguised himself as naive and innocent.

After all, no matter how stupid he was, Sun Qingyang knew that if he revealed that he knew the person in front of him was Xie Liuyan, he would be in serious trouble.

He was met with more than just this one spiritual force.

Sun Qingyang?

Xie Liuyan walked up from behind him and finally stopped a few meters in front of Sun Qingyang.

His gaze swept over Sun Qingyang as if he were a physical object, his expression cold and indifferent.

"What is your purpose here?"

A voice as cold as jade rang out above Sun Qingyang's head, and he unconsciously looked up.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of pale and thin hands, with fair skin on the back and slightly pink fingertips.

Sun Qingyang slowly raised his head and saw the other person's long hair hanging down to their chest, covering their fair collarbone.

The last thing you could see was a face that seemed to be favored by the heavens. Its brows were slightly furrowed, and its eyes were cold. Just one glance from it was enough to instill fear in anyone.

"I... I just wanted to experience the effects of the spiritual spring and relieve my fatigue."

His speech was hesitant and stammering, clearly showing that he had lost his initial composure and calmness.

Xie Liuyan didn't even bother to look at him, simply uttering a single word: "Get lost!" The next second, with a flick of his sleeve, Sun Qingyang flew away.

Shen Wangchuan had just walked about ten meters away from the spiritual spring when he heard a noise, which seemed to come from behind him.

There was a muffled thud, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground.

It's so late at night, how could the back mountain be haunted?

Shen Wangchuan thought for a moment and realized that he was now in a place where cultivators gathered, so there was no need to be afraid of ghosts.

He continued walking forward.

Xie Liuyan had already sensed the presence of another person nearby using his spiritual power, and that the person did not possess any spiritual power.

Only one person passed the test this time without spiritual power.

He relaxed his body, took off his white undershirt, and slowly walked into the hot spring.

Shen Wangchuan thought there would be no one on the back mountain, but when he got to the spring, he saw people taking a bath not far from the shore.

The other person had waist-length black hair and was a man based on his build.

Due to the buoyancy of the water, the long hair floated up from the water.

The hot spring water wasn't very steamy, and because the water was clear, Shen Wangchuan could easily see the man's broad and powerful shoulders.

Should he speak up and warn the other party?

Shen Wangchuan was unusually conflicted. Should he turn around and leave now, pretending that nothing had happened?

As he was struggling with this internal conflict, he heard a familiar voice: "Who is it?"

The person appeared to leave the water quickly and took a few steps to the shore.

Under the moonlight, droplets of water fell from the other person's smooth back and disappeared into their underpants.

Xie Liuyan turned his head slightly and slowly put on the white undergarment that was placed to the side.

His movements weren't large, but Shen Wangchuan seemed to be attracted by them, standing there dumbfounded.

He saw an extremely familiar face; wasn't this the person he had met during the day?

We said we'd meet again someday, but I never expected to see each other so soon.

Xie Liuyan slowly put on a single garment. His wet upper body hadn't had time to dry, so the clothes were soaked, revealing the outline of his muscles.

He then turned around completely and looked at Shen Wangchuan.

A hint of surprise flickered in his usually calm eyes, and his tone carried a touch of doubt:

"It's you? You're here..."

Shen Wangchuan knew immediately that the other party would misunderstand, so his tone became urgent: "I was just wandering around, I didn't know you would be here!!"

He genuinely didn't spy on other people's hobbies, but his explanation somehow came across as a bit like protesting too much.

As expected, Xie Liuyan didn't seem to believe his explanation:

"Just wandering around? Do you think I'd believe that?"