Inside the narrow, mist-filled bathroom, the Shi Sisters were washing the sweat and grime from their bodies.0

Shi Feitong, who had a well-proportioned figure and delicately beautiful features, stood behind her elder sister. Her heart ached as she gently massaged a purplish-black bruise on Shi Feirou’s back.0

"Sis, does it still hurt?"0

A surge of fiery vitality, akin to a Fourth Heavenly Realm cultivator, pulsed through Shi Feitong’s hands. It radiated intense heat to help dissolve the blood stasis and accelerate healing.0

During their latest expedition into the ruined city, they had encountered a powerful hammer-wielding monster. Had Shi Feirou not shielded her, Shi Feitong would have been severely wounded, if not outright killed.0

"It’s fine. Just some internal displacement. It’s already much better now," Shi Feirou replied as she tilted her head up, letting the warm spray fall on her flawless face and soak her long black hair. Droplets trailed from her collarbones and slid down her body.0

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