Villains Aren't Stepping Stones!

Chapter 271 - 39: Conversation(2)

On the opposite side of the bamboo wall, the rising steam was just as thick, but the conversation carried a completely different frequency of chaotic energy..

The white, mineral rich steam rose in thick, lazy curtains, catching the soft, ethereal glow of the light emitting crystals built into the bamboo wall that covered the entire female side of the spring.

Huo Yue rested her chin on her crossed arms, leaning lazily against the smooth rock edge of the pool.

She looked directly at the dividing wall, rolled her wine-red eyes, and shook her head, muttering a single, amused word: "Boys."

Beside her, sitting partially submerged in the bubbling, high-temperature waters, Shen Xun’er let out a melodious, ringing laugh, her shoulders shaking with genuine amusement.

"True. I honestly thought they were about to violently fight right there in the middle of their wash. That Shen Jian was really about to start throwing hands with the 1st Crown."

If they really were to fight, Shen Xun’er was absolutely sure that Shen Tao would demolished Shen Jian.

She had sparred with both of them several times, and she had actually managed to gain some advantage against Shen Jian, although she didn’t win.

However, against Shen Tao, Shen Xun’er can only helplessly keep her guard up and pray that the sparring would end soon.

That man is a beast.

"They should be incredibly and thoroughly thankful they didn’t," a low, dangerous murmur drifted from the deepest, darkest corner of the hot spring.

It was Shen Ying, muttering completely to herself.

She was currently submerged in the mineral water up to her literal neck, her damp golden hair floating around her porcelain face like a fan of golden silk.

Her expression was completely flat, her eyes narrow and unbloked.

She would throw her massive, soul-refining alchemical cauldrons directly at them through the wall if their childish, prideful fighting destroyed this peaceful sanctuary and left them completely exposed to the outside and have their bodies seen by those guys.

Shen Xinye just smiled gently from her position, her demeanor remaining remarkably sweet, loose, and peaceful as she smoothed the water with her slender fingers.

"Well, it’s good that they manage to properly resolve their historical problems before the academic week opens, is it not?"

In her mind, the Ten Crowns getting along is the best outcome possible. After all, they were meant to serve Haoran, and it would get in the way of their duty if the Crowns weren’t united.

"Forget about them and their stupid, boring issues! I have a far more critical question to ask right now!"

Suddenly, a loud, explosive voice violently sliced through the peaceful hum of the cavern.

Ning Xueli violently stood up from the center of the pool, her magnificent, sculpted body completely exposed to the open air, utterly unbothered by her own total nakedness as water droplets cascaded down her pale skin like a shower of diamonds.

Every single pair of eyes in the hotspring automatically turned towards her silhouette as she aggressively raised her arm and pointed her slender fingers directly at the chests of Huo Yue and Xia Mengyao.

"What in the nine layers of hell is up with those?!" Ning Xueli demanded, her expression a mix of absolute academic outrage and deep, competitive frustration. "Why are the two of you so impossibly, absurdly big?! Is it because both of you happen to have crimson red hair? Does being born with a red hair automatically guarantee that you have massive, world-shaking boobs?!"

Following her aggressive prompting, everyone across the pool simultaneously stared at Huo Yue and Xia Mengyao’s chests, which were indisputably the two biggest, most jaw-dropping pairs of mountains within this entire elite group.

"And you!" Ning Xueli’s finger violently shifted, pointing dead at Xia Mengyao’s blushing face. "Didn’t you spend years explicitly using high tier concealment techniques to hide your true gender and dress exactly like a common man within your sect?! How is it physically and spiritually possible for you to completely hide all of that massive volume beneath a simple sect robe?!"

Xia Mengyao let out a soft, mortified squeak, her face instantly turning an absolute, burning shade of crimson.

She frantically, rapidly submerged herself deeper into the pool until only her wide, brown eyes could be seen hovering above the water line, completely, thoroughly embarrassed by the public scrutiny.

Huo Yue, however, didn’t possess a single shred of shame or hesitation.

Hearing the challenge, she proudly stood up from the water, reached her slender hands down, grabbed the very bottom of her own massive boobs, and deliberately, aggressively bounced them right in front of everyone’s eyes with a lazy, confident smirk.

"You want these, little girl? If you are truly that envious of my assets, I happen to possess a specialized, high grade alchemical pill designed specifically to increase breast size."

"Aha! I knew it! So that massive volume is not actually natural!" Ning Xueli grinned triumphantly, her eyes flashing as if she had just successfully discovered the absolute, hidden scientific truth of the cosmos.

Huo Yue’s playful expression instantly darkened as a volatile wave of crimson heat flaring from her skin that caused the surrounding water to violently hiss and bubble.

"Do you truly possess a burning desire to die right here, Ning Xueli?! What the fuck do you mean by ’not natural’?! These are entirely my own biological flesh, you crazy woman! Besides! Look at your own body in the reflection! Yours are actually quite big themselves, ranking easily second only to ours across the entire entourage! And you still dare to stand there and complain to the heavens!"

Huo Yue then slowly turned her head, her predatory red eyes trailing over toward the far edge of the pool where Ling Luochen was currently preparing to climb up from the hot spring.

"And what about her?!" Huo Yue pointed a triumphant finger directly at Ling Luochen’s lower back. "Look at that absolutely perfect, round, and perky ass! It is indisputably the single biggest and roundest asset among us all!"

Ling Luochen’s foot slipped against the wet jade stone, and she almost tripped into the deeper water.

She forcefully, rapidly stabilized her footing, her qi flaring in a minor panic as she grabbed a large white towel and tightly, completely covered herself from chest to thigh, glaring embarrassingly and fiercely at Huo Yue through her silver eyelashes.

Ning Xueli shrugged her shoulders, her tone dropping back into a casual, analytical drone as she sat back down into the warm water.

"Well, she does continuously cultivate the legendary ASSura’s Descent manual, so it’s only natural for her to have a great ass. Pretty sure that’s a fundamental physical requirement of the sword stance."

"Xueli!" Ling Luochen glared at her, "Shut up!"

Ning Xueli just chuckled and shrugged.

Meanwhile, Zhu Ziyan smiled watching her. She was glad to see that even after years of living with the Shen Clan, her friend’s rougish behavior still haven’t changed.

"Hey..."

Just then, Xu Xiansu slowly and heavily raised her hand into the humid air, her orange eyes narrow and completely filled with an intense, long-suffering irritation.

Every single girl across the pool turned their heads towards her coordinate, and Xu Xiansu let out a long, slow sigh, her finger pointing directly toward the central axis of the platform.

"I mean... I know you all want to casually compare your bodies like children, but can we please finally address the massive elephant in the room?"

She pointed her finger directly at the figure of Shen Haoran.

The golden-haired young master was currently sitting perfectly relaxed on a small wooden stool right on the edge of the girl’s pool, entirely unbothered by his surroundings.

He was calmly having his muscular, flawless body meticulously cleaned, scrubbed, and washed by the eager hands of Luo Mingye and Qian Yunxi, who were kneeling beside him and completely naked.

They looked like they were about to use their bodies to wash him if he wagged his finger.

"What in the hell is he doing here?" Xu Xiansu demanded, her voice tight with an intense, aristocratic exasperation. "This is explicitly the girl’s part of the hot springs, isn’t it? He should be there on the other side. So why is he here acting like this is his own harem palace?"

Everyone across the pool turned their gazes simultaneously towards Haoran, who merely flashed a lazy, remarkably charming aristocratic smile back at them, completely relaxed within his skin.

"Oh, that is definitely an elephant alright," Huo Yue spoke up smoothly, her wine-red eyes dropping down to stare directly, intently at the heavy, resting shape beneath Haoran’s waist.

"Tell me about it," Ning Xueli raised her fist into the air, a sharp, feral smirk forming on her lips.

Huo Yue chuckled softly and reached her own hand out, fist-bumping her through the rising steam. "Nice."

"I honestly cannot believe a single one of you," Xu Xiansu sighed in deep annoyance, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"What’s wrong? You think only guys talks about sex?" Huo Yue rolled her eyes, "Girls are far more perverted in this conversation than guys."

"True." Ning Xueli nodded.

The amount of female oriented novels about hardcore sex was staggering. Even an experienced guy were to read them, they will surely turn red from embarrassment.

Xu Xiansu’s cheek twitched, before her gaze swept over the pool. "I don’t care about the others, since Haoran has probably fucked them already. But you, Qian Yunxi, Zhu Ziyan... and Shen Xun’er, Shen Ying, Shen Xinye... you five haven’t even shared a bed with him yet, have you? Aren’t you even a single fraction afraid that this dominant beast would suddenly pounce on you right here in the open?"

Shen Xun’er shrugged her shoulders with an absolute, unbothered casualness, her expression loose. "If the boss truly wanted it right now, I’d willingly offer myself to him without a second thought."

Her entire being belongs to him, if he wanted to take her body, there is no reason to refuse.

What? Was she supposed to save herself for some inferior man? Pshaw!

"I deeply doubt the young master would ever carelessly pounce on me," Shen Xinye spoke softly, her eyes dropping down to look at her own lap.

Truthfully, within the deep, hidden corners of her heart, she felt a bit profoundly insecure.

After all, she was a woman who used to have a formal husband just a little over a year ago.

And although she and that dead man had never even shared a single kiss before he was captured by Haoran and probably killed, in the strict, traditional eyes of the outside secular world, she was technically a widow and was no longer considered entirely pure.

She truly, deeply doubted that a supreme genius of Haoran’s caliber would ever be genuinely interested in her flesh.

"Eh?" Shen Ying stared flatly at Haoran’s smile, her mind running a clinical, alchemical calculation. "I guess if he lets me keep a full, uninterrupted spiritual recording of the entire process for future study, I’d reluctantly offer myself to his bed. I am honestly quite curious about how that specific physical sensation feels like to the nervous system."

Zhu Ziyan remained silent, her mind thinking of Huo Yue’s arrangements of letting her take over whenever Huo Yue felt tired to do it with him.

Well... It’s not like she would refuse if it really comes down to it.

Qian Yunxi, meanwhile, completely flushed a deep shade of crimson, her blue eyes darting away as she said absolutely nothing into the air.

Instead, her slender hands merely began to caress and scrub Haoran’s wet shoulders with a far more eager, frantic, and desperate speed than before.

When Xu Xiansu heard and saw their reaction, she felt like she was alone in this world.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with every single one of you inside this house," Xu Xiansu cursed under her breath, completely giving up on their sanity as she submerged herself into the water to hide her face from the sun.