Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 107 The 18-degree hot spring, Ning Xue sits on the future.

Wang Feng's single-handedly crushing victory over the Sakura National Hall team cast a subtle atmosphere over the entire Nishimori-kaku.

Although everyone at the Sakura National Pavilion wore polite smiles, their stiff expressions betrayed their inner resentment.

The banquet was held as scheduled, with exquisite dishes and fine sake served in abundance.

Wang Feng, holding his wine glass, suddenly noticed a faint, almost imperceptible gaze.

He looked up and caught Mochizuki Chika's gaze as she hurriedly looked away.

His eyes held a mixture of resentment, anger, and a complex emotion he couldn't decipher.

This made Wang Feng wonder if he had knocked the girl senseless.

...

After the banquet, the Huaxia National Government team was arranged to stay temporarily in the lower pavilion.

"Distinguished guests, the hot springs at Nishimori-kaku have the effects of relieving fatigue and whitening the skin," the waiter respectfully introduced.

"Can it really whiten skin?" Jiang Shaoxu's eyes lit up, and she immediately pulled Mu Nujiao to discuss it.

The girls quickly and excitedly formed a group and headed to the women's bath.

Wang Feng watched their departing figures, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

He already had a special plan in mind.
……

The moonlight, like water, poured over the steaming open-air mixed-gender bath.

Spring water ripples in the basalt pool, shattering the countless stars into tiny glittering fragments.

Wang Feng leaned lazily against the bluestone by the pool, the rising water vapor casting a hazy glow on his well-defined muscles.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the wooden door being gently pushed open broke the stillness of the night.

Mu Ningxue, with her silver hair cascading down her back, stood by the door, the jade hairpin in her hair gleaming warmly in the moonlight.

A plain white bathrobe wrapped around her slender body, the sash unconsciously tightened by her fingertips, creating tiny wrinkles.

"Ning Xue, you're here?"

Wang Feng's deep voice, carrying the warmth of the hot spring, made Mu Ningxue tremble involuntarily.

Mu Ningxue gently bit her lower lip, her long eyelashes casting a light shadow on her face.

She took a deep breath and untied the belt around her waist.

The bathrobe slid to the ground like melting snow.

Under the moonlight, the carefully chosen ice silk bikini perfectly outlined her graceful curves.

On the semi-transparent chiffon fabric, the delicate ice crystal embroidery shimmered slightly with her breath, as if snowflakes were truly dancing on her skin.

Mu Ningxue slowly stepped into the hot spring and sat down in a spot just a short distance from Wang Feng.

The warm spring water gently enveloped her, gradually relaxing her tense nerves.

“This swimsuit…” Wang Feng’s gaze lingered on her. “It suits you very well.”

Mu Ningxue turned her head upon hearing the sound, but in the instant their eyes met, she hurriedly lowered her head.

In the misty fog, Mu Ningxue's bright red ear tips became even more vibrant, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

Wang Feng smiled slightly, his arms passing through the warm water as he gently pulled the person into his embrace.

The skin that my fingertips touched was as delicate as the finest silk, with the smooth feel of being soaked in a hot spring.

"It will be seen."

Mu Ningxue's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and fine water droplets clung to her long eyelashes.

Wang Feng chuckled softly, his hot breath brushing against her reddened earlobe:

"I set up an isolation barrier long ago, so even forbidden spellcasters can't detect it at all."

His fingertips gently caressed her waist: "If someone gets close, I'll sense it immediately."

Feeling the woman in his arms gradually relax, Wang Feng's smile deepened.

She lifted her tangled silver hair, revealing her tightly pursed lips, a delicate, cherry-red color that made her look exceptionally beautiful.

With his other hand, he gently lifted her chin and, under Mu Ningxue's shy gaze, lowered his head to kiss her bright red lips.

In the rising steam, the heartbeats of two approaching hearts gradually overlapped, intertwining with the gentle sound of the hot spring water to create the most moving nocturne.

...It was already late at night when Wang Feng escorted Mu Ningxue back to her room.

Wang Feng had intended to be gentle and considerate, and not let her first time be so tiring.

But Mu Ningxue's unusually high body temperature of eighteen degrees Celsius became the most deadly temptation.

The cool, icy skin and jade-like bones, when touched, become a unique kind of stimulation in the misty hot spring.

This made him unable to resist enjoying himself for a few more moments.

So much so.
When Wang Feng carried Mu Ningxue away from the open-air hot spring, there were some glistening ice shards on the bluestone ground by the pool.

...

Just as Wang Feng reached his room door, a blinding red warning light suddenly flashed on the upper floor, and a sharp alarm sounded like an air raid siren that echoed through the night sky.

"Huh? Didn't Baxia already return to the Asuka Sea? Why isn't he here yet?"

Wang Feng looked up in confusion and saw flames shooting into the sky from the direction of the East Guard Pavilion. Countless restrictive magic arrays exploded one after another, and the guards on both sides of the suspension bridge were blown away by the shockwaves.

The guards of Shuangshou Pavilion were thrown into chaos, shouting loudly:

"A prisoner is trying to escape from the East Guardhouse! Help!"

This commotion woke up everyone in the National Team.

They all came out of the room.

"What's going on? Setting off firecrackers in the middle of the night? Don't they let people get any sleep?" Zhao Manyan complained, yawning and still half asleep.

“That’s right, lack of sleep is really bad for your skin, okay?” Jiang Shaoxu rubbed her eyes and agreed.

"It's probably some local custom. Let's all be understanding and just consider it as adapting to local customs," Wang Feng said with a smile, trying to reassure everyone.

The commotion quickly subsided, and seeing that there was nothing exciting to see, everyone yawned and went back to their rooms.

Wang Feng naturally guessed what was going on. Wasn't it the commotion caused by Mochizuki Chika's half-brother, Tsuruta?

But this has nothing to do with him.

After all, he wasn't interested in the Condensation Pearl.

...

Wang Feng had just taken off his coat and was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard a soft creaking sound from outside the door.

He frowned, and an invisible spiritual force surged out like a tide, instantly penetrating the door.

The aura he sensed caused his pupils to shrink slightly, and a dangerous smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"Oh? You've come to seek revenge on me?"

Wang Feng landed silently barefoot at the door, then suddenly flung it open, the air swirling around him causing his hair to flutter.

Mochizuki Chika stood frozen outside the door, clearly startled by his sudden action.

She changed into a light purple bathrobe tonight, with the neckline slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone.

The silvery moonlight cast a hazy glow on her, but her usually domineering eyes now flickered with unease.

"It's so late, what's up?" Wang Feng asked, arms crossed, leaning against the doorframe.

"I...I'm here to apologize."

Mochizuki Chika suddenly bowed deeply, strands of hair slipping from her shoulders:

I apologize for my previous rude behavior!

Water droplets still clung to the ends of her damp hair, rolling down into the hollow of her collarbone with each rapid breath.

The scent of shower gel, infused with cherry blossom fragrance, wafts gently in the air.

"If it requires me to pay any price, it's not impossible."

She bit her lower lip and looked up, her purple pupils reflecting Wang Feng's image:
"If I can do it."

As she spoke, she nervously clenched her sleeves and stared intently into Wang Feng's eyes, as if awaiting judgment.

"apologize?"

Wang Feng narrowed his eyes. The uneasy young lady in front of him was completely different from the arrogant Wang Yueqianxun during the day.

And then I think back to that subtle gaze I received at the dinner party.
"Could this woman be..."

(End of this chapter)