One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Zhang Chulan walked around the corridor but didn't see a single ghost.

The group made an excuse to leave their belongings and returned to the hotel early.

He pushed open the door to the innermost Japanese-style room, only to find Zhang Lingyu alone.

This junior uncle from the Celestial Master's Mansion was wearing a snow-white undergarment and sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat.

His eyes were closed, his hands were in a mudra, and a faint layer of Qi was circulating around his body in a regular pattern.

"Oh, my dear martial uncle!"

Zhang Chulan leaned against the doorframe, watching the back of that figure that seemed about to ascend to immortality at any moment, and couldn't help but roll his eyes:

"We've come all the way abroad to play an away game, why are you still arguing? Where are Lao Wang and the others?"

Zhang Lingyu slowly opened her eyes, exhaled a long breath, and spoke with a hint of helplessness:

"Master Wang and the others said they had been traveling and working hard all day and wanted to go to the private hot spring on the top floor to relieve their fatigue."

"Chu Lan, cultivating the Dao is like rowing against the current; how can you slack off just because you're in a foreign country..."

"Stop! Stop! Hold on!"

Zhang Chulan didn't give him a chance to recite the sutras at all.

He rushed forward in three strides, grabbed Zhang Lingyu's arm, and dragged him away.

"Junior Uncle, going to Japan and not soaking in hot springs would be a real waste. It's called balancing work and rest, you know?!"

"Let go of me! Pulling and shoving each other in public... Hey! Don't pull my belt!"

"Come on, come on! You have to soak in this water today, whether you like it or not!"

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Ten minutes later, the private hot spring on the top floor.

Pushing open the rustic wooden door, a wave of heat rushed out.

This private hot spring is very stylishly built, surrounded by artificial mountains made of natural volcanic rock, and has an open-air roof with a view of Tokyo's dazzling night sky.

The hot spring pool was extremely large, with a misty white fog floating on the surface.

Zhang Tianyi, wearing a large bathrobe, was the first to enter.

Sure enough, several people were already soaking in the pool, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Wang Ye had a neatly folded white towel on his head.

He slumped against the rock like he had no bones, humming an unknown tune.

Zhuge Qing leaned against the other side, holding a small wooden tray with a pot of sake on it.

Even when he's shirtless and taking a bath, he keeps his back perfectly straight, always maintaining his idol image.

The clarinet, with its bear-like physique, occupied a large area and was stretching its muscles with its eyes closed.

As for Xiao Zizai... he found a small waterfall under a rockery and let the hot water wash over his body, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Oh, these gentlemen really know how to enjoy life."

Zhang Tianyi casually untied the sash of his bathrobe, revealing his well-defined and muscular physique.

He took long strides, found the perfect spot with the most comfortable water temperature and the best view, and sat down comfortably.

"Phew...that feels so good. Soaking in this water makes my bones itch with pleasure."

He had just sat down when a commotion erupted behind him.

"Hey, Junior Uncle, stop hiding it! We're all grown men, everyone has some parts, right?!"

Zhang Chulan forcefully pushed the blushing Zhang Lingyu into the hot spring area.

Zhang Lingyu gripped the towel around his waist tightly, his handsome face as red as a boiled shrimp.

He glanced at everyone in the pool like a thief, then chose a corner furthest away from everyone.

Then, like an eel, it quickly slid into the water, leaving only its neck and above exposed.

"Tch, what a hypocrite."

Zhang Chulan chuckled and casually ripped off the bath towel.

With a "thump".

He crashed into the water like a cannonball, splashing water everywhere.

However, at the very moment he entered the water...

Underwater.

A golden ray of light suddenly shone through the shimmering water.

Holy crap!

Wang Ye, who was dozing off, was startled by the blinding light and quickly opened his eyes.

He stared intently, pointed at Zhang Chulan's lower body, and couldn't help but twitch his lips:

"Old Zhang! Why the hell are you using your high beams while taking a bath?!"

Zhuge Qing nearly choked on a mouthful of sake; he covered his eyes with his hand and doubled over with laughter.

"Chu Lan, stop using your powers now. It's so late at night, anyone who doesn't know better would think a 1000-watt light bulb has fallen into the pool."

Your "moonlight bird-walking" skill even has a built-in nighttime lighting mode?

Hei Guan'er turned around and said, "This scene is too glaring; it's practically mental pollution."

Zhang Lingyu, hiding in the corner, covered her eyes in anguish and silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.

I felt that the Celestial Master's Mansion had been utterly disgraced by this shameless scoundrel.

"Hey, hey, hey! This is called jealousy! Utter jealousy!"

Zhang Chulan not only didn't feel ashamed, but instead proudly straightened his back in the water and retorted arrogantly:

"My virginity mark is a symbol of purity! It's a Taoist badge of honor for preserving one's chastity! What do you mortals know about it!"

"Alright, you big light bulb, shut up."

Zhang Tianyi leaned against a smooth rock and reached into a small wooden basin that floated on the water to take a pot of chilled sake.

He tilted his head back and took a swig; the icy, spicy liquor slid down his throat, dispelling the stuffiness brought by the moisture.

"If you keep showing off that piece of junk, believe me, I'll weld it permanently shut with a palm strike."

Hearing the Second Master's chilling threat, Zhang Chulan felt a chill run down his spine.

I quickly recited a calming mantra to suppress the blinding golden light.

The pool has finally returned to normal.

Zhang Chulan moved between Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, snatched the wine pot from Zhuge Qing's hand, and poured himself a cup.

"Old Wang, Old Qing, you guys really missed out by not going shopping with us tonight!"

Zhang Chulan took a sip of wine, cleared his throat, and immediately adopted the demeanor of a storyteller.

He began to embellish the story with great enthusiasm and animated gestures:

"You didn't see it! Today on the streets of Akihabara, we had a clash with the Japanese team that was like Mars colliding with Earth!"

"Oh? You ran into him?" Black Pipe opened his eyes, showing some interest.

"That was incredibly intense!"

Zhang Chulan slapped the water's surface, causing water to splash everywhere:

"The other side had five top experts, and they surrounded us with murderous intent!"

The leader had his hand on the hilt of his knife the whole time, looking like he wanted to tear us apart right then and there!

"But who am I, Zhang Chulan?! Do you think I'm the kind of person who backs down in a situation like this?"

He suddenly stood up straight, patted his chest, and spat everywhere:

"I took a step forward and shielded my junior uncle and Bao'er behind me! Then I unleashed the domineering aura that I had honed for over a decade!"

"I swept my gaze across with a sharp, deathly stare, and the aura it exuded was like Mount Tai pressing down on me!"

"Guess what? That young master over there was completely stunned by my aura! He immediately bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, apologized repeatedly, and ran away with his tail between his legs in fear!"

"If I hadn't been so magnanimous, the street would be covered with their front teeth today!"

Zhang Chulan's storytelling was incredibly moving.

Coupled with his exaggerated body language, he seemed to be a peerless master who could scare away a million soldiers with just his aura.

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, then wiped his face with a towel:

"Old Zhang, the drafts of your boasts are getting more and more illogical these days."

Zhuge Qing, meanwhile, swirled his wine glass, watching his performance with a smile, without exposing him.

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to add more details...

"Oh."

A lazy, slightly mocking laugh drifted over from the opposite side.

Zhang Tianyi rested one arm on the edge of the pool, his fingers gently tapping the rocks.

He looked at Zhang Chulan, who was spouting nonsense, and slowly added insult to injury:

"Yes, that's certainly impressive."

"It's just that he lay down on the ground, clutched his chest, rolled around on the ground, and incidentally extorted 1 billion yuan in compensation for emotional distress."

"Your domineering aura really shocked them. After all, no one has ever seen such a shameless master."

These words were spoken.

The hot spring pool was still for a second.

Followed by.

"Pfft—Hahahahahaha!"