Chapter 129.1 : Burning Heat (Part 1)
Time passed in the blink of an eye.
The next day.
When Chu Ge awoke from cultivation, he received an invitation from his martial aunt, Dantai Jinglian.
Come to think of it, he had never had any particularly deep interaction with this martial aunt—one rumored to possess a twisted, difficult temperament, yet an exceedingly bewitching and seductive aura.
As for Dantai Jinglian, even though Chu Ge was aware that her favorability toward him was by no means low, he still did not dare claim that he could accurately grasp her thoughts.
She was simply too unlike ordinary people—never following conventional paths, with ideas and actions that were often unexpected and unconventional.
Thus, regarding this invitation, although it was nominally to have him inspect a set of spirit artifacts that were about to be completed and specially tailored for him, Chu Ge did not believe for a moment that matters would be that simple.
Arriving at the core peak cluster of Taihuang—
This was where the many great-power elders of Taihuang resided.
And Luo Huangjun lived on the highest peak among them.
Chu Ge made his way up the mountain. Unlike Shuiyue (Water Moon) Peak, there were no attendants greeting him this time.
Presumably, Dantai Jinglian kept no maids here.
A grand hall stood ahead. Before Chu Ge could walk much farther, Dantai Jinglian's voice reached his ears—
lazy, languid, and carrying a faint note of relaxed enjoyment.
"Come this way… to the right…"
Chu Ge did not doubt her and turned right.
Before long, he entered a small courtyard.
The moment Chu Ge stepped inside, the light suddenly dimmed, as though night had fallen.
With just a single glance, he was stunned by the scene before him, his steps unconsciously coming to a halt.
Mist and steam swirled throughout the courtyard.
Within the hazy vapor, the graceful figure of a woman could be faintly discerned—like a delicate flower just beginning to bloom within the fog.
Crimson hair spilled loosely over pale shoulders, a few stray strands occasionally sliding down to cling to skin as smooth as polished jade.
Arms like tender lotus roots lifted lightly within the mist, gathering a palmful of warm water.
The droplets slid slowly along her arm, dripping into a bath pool filled to the brim with flower petals, splashing into tiny ripples.
Through the veiled steam, one could just make out the rounded curve of a fragrant shoulder, and the faintly visible contours that appeared and disappeared with her subtle movements—like a breathtaking painting that spoke volumes without saying a word.
In the stillness of the courtyard, a mysterious, heart-stirring allure spread quietly, drawing the mind into endless reverie.
Although the bathing woman had not turned around, how could Chu Ge possibly fail to recognize her?
It was his martial aunt—Dantai Jinglian.
Chu Ge had imagined countless scenarios for what might happen upon arriving here, yet this was the one thing he had never anticipated.
What was this supposed to be?
Seduction?
No matter how he thought about it, this could not possibly be an accident—it was something Dantai Jinglian had done deliberately, or rather, something she had long planned.
"You're here…"
Dantai Jinglian's voice echoed through the tranquil courtyard.
"It's your first time visiting me, my dear martial nephew. I thought for a long time about how I should entertain you."
"Come over already—what are you standing there for? This body-tempering, soul-nourishing spirit spring was specially prepared by my junior sister at my request. It consumed quite a few high-grade spiritual materials."
"Don't go wasting your martial aunt's heartfelt effort now."