The Immortal Empress, Unrivaled Through Eternity

Two days later, it will be dark.

In the courtyard of Ziyun Pavilion, Li Yunqing's figure became increasingly graceful, and every turn and dart was like a breathtaking sight.

Her fair, delicate hands were clenched tightly together. Each time she struck, she didn't use much force; in fact, it felt almost weightless.

But the sounds of explosions could still be heard in the air.

It resembles a human-shaped, boneless snake with soft yet resilient and powerful skin, and every movement is like the opening and closing of a divine bow.

"Mingyu Fist Experience +5."

"Mingyu Fist Experience +5."

"Mingyu Fist (Dacheng 685/1000.)"

Li Yunqing was so engrossed in the boxing technique that she even closed her eyes slightly.

Even after losing her sight, her figure remained unchanged, still graceful, strong, and fluid.

Just as the moon quietly rose, her figure suddenly paused slightly.

A tingling, numb, and itchy sensation rose from all parts of her body, spreading to every inch of her skin in the blink of an eye.

It feels like soft feathers gently caressing your body, or like a clear stream flowing quietly through your skin.

She could even feel as if countless tiny water droplets were constantly sliding down her skin.

"A breakthrough?"

"Is this what it feels like to have undergone five skin temperings?"

"I feel a little unwell!"

Li Yunqing's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she subconsciously clenched her fists, her whole body tensing up.

But the tingling, numb, sore, and itchy sensation didn't lessen but intensified, becoming even more pronounced, causing her to involuntarily hug her body and tremble unconsciously.

"Um?"

She gritted her teeth slightly, a soft hum escaped her nose, and she couldn't help but call out softly, "Xiao Lan!"

"What's wrong, Miss?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lan ran over and looked at her young mistress in surprise.

At this moment, the young lady's face and neck were damp, as if fine beads of sweat were quietly seeping out, and her entire face and neck were flushed.

"Take a bath!" Li Yunqing gritted her teeth.

She hadn't expected this to happen after five rounds of skin tempering. It seemed that her skin tempering was more than halfway done, and her physique, which was like ice and jade, had been strengthened once again.

The tingling, soreness, and itching sensation became increasingly intense.

There was also a strange dampness on my body, flowing out and covering every inch of my skin, as if impurities within my skin were being refined out.

"Water source!" Li Yunqing added.

The hot water should be able to suppress the tingling, soreness, and itching in the skin.

"I'll help you to the bathroom."

Xiao Lan quickly helped the young lady walk towards the bathhouse.

Inside the bathroom, steam rose, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of ethereal beauty.

Li Yunqing took off her clothes and stepped directly into the bathtub, feeling the warmth that soothed her entire skin, and finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

With the warmth of the hot water, the lingering tingling, soreness, and itching sensation finally became bearable.

His tense body gradually relaxed, and he crossed his arms under his face, leaning against the edge of the bathtub.

"Xiao Lan, give me a massage!"

Li Yunqing spoke softly, her whole being enveloped in the hot water, and she became increasingly relaxed.

"good!"

Xiao Lan approached the bathtub and looked at the young lady's face, which was flushed even more from the steam, like pink petals glistening with dewdrops.

She lay prone on the edge of the bathtub, her long, shiny black hair hanging outside the tub, making her even more beautiful.

"Miss is getting more and more beautiful!"

She murmured softly, her fingers gently pressing on Li Yunqing's back.

"My skin is getting smoother and smoother. Isn't it said that skin becomes rough after practicing martial arts?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Xiaolan's eyes, but the sensation between her fingers was like caressing a piece of warm, soft jade.

Each time my fingers brushed against her, her fair skin would blush slightly.

But when her gaze swept over her young mistress's chest, Xiaolan's face also flushed slightly.

It's so soft, so firm, so round—it makes you blush just looking at it.

"Huh? I haven't used any scented soap yet. Where is this fragrance coming from?"

"You never put flower petals in your bath, do you, Miss?"

As the fragrance gradually intensified, Xiaolan frowned slightly and subconsciously moved closer to Li Yunqing's shoulder.

In an instant, a fragrance that made one's heart race wafted over.

The fragrance was indescribable, like the fresh dew on a hundred flowers, yet it gave people an extremely pure and flawless feeling.

It makes one's heart flutter and beat faster involuntarily.

"The fragrance is coming from the young lady; could it be that she didn't wash properly during her last bath?"

"No, this isn't the smell of perfumed soap!"

Xiao Lan was very puzzled.

The young lady disliked cosmetics and powders, and almost never touched them, not even lip rouge.

Even the clothes we wear regularly will be scented, but it won't smell like this.

But she could smell the fragrance emanating from the young lady, which was becoming increasingly rich and extremely pleasant, making one want to smell it again and again.

"Miss?"

Xiao Lan called out softly, only to find that her young mistress had already fallen asleep sometime earlier.

The even breathing sounds were barely perceptible.

Looking at the young lady's smooth, rosy face, which was still beautiful even when she was asleep, she couldn't help but reach out her finger and gently poke it.

Then she suddenly came to her senses, her heart pounding, and she looked around nervously.

"We mustn't offend you, Miss!"

Xiao Lan muttered softly, picked up the soap and gently rubbed it on Li Yunqing's body. After the bubbles covered her evenly, she scooped out hot water from the bathtub and gently rinsed her.

In that instant, the aroma became even stronger.

Looking at that fair skin, Xiaolan inexplicably thought of the word "jade".

The sleeping lady before me was like a flawless piece of jade, her skin tone completely uniform.

Her skin was delicate, smooth, and soft, without even a single fine hair.

Seeing that her mistress had fallen asleep, she moved even more gently, lifting Li Yunqing from the bathtub and placing her on the soft couch.

Watching the fine water droplets glide gently across her fair skin, and smelling her delicate fragrance, Xiaolan's heart began to beat faster for no apparent reason.

Her face flushed, and she almost dared not look directly at the young lady before her, as if the young lady's body possessed some inexplicable magic.

What am I thinking?

Xiao Lan took a deep breath, tapped her head, and then picked up a towel, her face flushed, and carefully wiped Li Yunqing's body.

"Why is your skin so beautiful, Miss?"

"So smooth and tender, I want to touch it again and again!"

Xiao Lan muttered to herself, and as her fingers brushed across the surface, she could clearly see that the area she touched was tinged with pink.

It seemed as if a peculiar pink substance covered every part of the skin and flowed slowly.

Every touch produces a ripple-like sensation, like water.

"Miss...you can't blame me for touching you like that!"

"It's really not my fault, I just couldn't help it!"

Xiao Lan muttered softly, and seeing that her mistress was still fast asleep, she breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the undergarment beside her, lifted her mistress's legs, and gently put it on.

After putting on her bra and undergarments, Xiaolan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart was still pounding.

The young lady looked extremely clean, giving off an indescribable sense of purity.

Her skin seemed to be completely free of impurities, even some hidden areas had a pinkish hue, and there wasn't a single hair.

His body was like a piece of fine jade, without any flaws.

"Wait... what am I thinking?"

Xiao Lan patted her burning face, gently picked up Li Yunqing, carried her back to the pavilion, placed her on the soft couch, covered her with a thin quilt, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's not my fault, Miss is just too charming!"

Xiaolan rubbed her burning cheeks, forcing herself to look serious, then turned and went back to her room, lying down on her tatami mat.

Even so, she still couldn't fall asleep. Even with her eyes closed, the image of the young lady's perfect body kept appearing in her mind.

I tossed and turned in bed for most of the night before finally falling into a deep sleep.

In the early morning, the crimson sunlight streamed through the windows and into the attic.

In the sunlight, Li Yunqing's brows twitched slightly, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

"That was a really good night's sleep..."

She suddenly stood up, her whole body seemingly glowing, and her body felt increasingly light.

She seems to have had very little full sleep lately, and when she woke up today, she seemed like a completely different person.

Even the sunlight falling on your skin seems to be clearly felt.

"what?"

Li Yunqing paused slightly, then opened her palm, held it up to the sunlight, and placed it in front of her eyes.

The feeling of sunlight on the skin became increasingly clear.

Is my skin becoming increasingly sensitive?

Li Yunqing murmured softly, unconsciously stroking her fingers.

She could clearly feel the subtle breeze and sunlight, like soft fragments, brushing past her fingers.

"Miss, you're awake?"

Just then, Xiaolan walked into the room and saw Li Yunqing. For some reason, her face turned red.

"Xiaolan, are you feeling unwell?"

Looking at Xiaolan's appearance, Li Yunqing asked in confusion.

"No! It's just that..."

Before Xiaolan could finish speaking, she glanced around instinctively before quietly running to Li Yunqing's side and whispering in her ear.

"Miss, don't you think you're becoming more and more charming?"

"And she smells wonderful."

Li Yunqing paused, subconsciously raised her hand, and gently sniffed her wrist, but couldn't smell any fragrance at all.

But seeing Xiaolan's serious expression, she had no doubts whatsoever.

"Charm? Scent?"

Thinking about the changes last night, she seemed to understand something.

It should be "ice-skin and jade-bones," this peculiar physique has evolved again.

She looked down at her high, firm chest, and unconsciously pinched her waist with both hands, each one a small, delicate hand.

The curve is so good, it's worrying.

This is just the initial skin tempering; once her muscles and bones are further tempered, her figure will likely become even more alluring.

"What kind of constitution does this 'ice-skin and jade-bone' possess?"

"Is he really that monstrous?"