Chapter 59 Beauty Taking a Bath

The room was filled with mist, complemented by the dim light of the oil lamp, making the scene even more hazy. At this moment, Qin Jun's eyes were fixed, and the soreness in his body was completely forgotten.

Following his gaze, he saw a small compartment next to him blocked by red gauze. Vaguely, he could see a well-proportioned figure standing in a wooden tub behind the red gauze. The outline was clear, obviously a woman. The steam made the red gauze gently sway, and the faintly visible fair skin made Qin Jun feel a tendency to have a nosebleed. The fragrance in the air made his heart race.

"Who dares to intrude! Seeking death!"

A familiar and delicate voice rang out, and in an instant, three golden needles pierced through the red gauze towards Qin Jun at a rapid speed, frightening him to quickly roll aside.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The golden needles pierced into the floor, trembling slightly.

Qin Jun, enduring the intense pain, stood up and said, "Miss, it's a misunderstanding! The floor collapsed, it's not my fault! I'm also a victim!"

"Hmm? Young Master Jun?"

The other party sounded surprised, which made Qin Jun feel relieved. It seemed that the misunderstanding could be explained.

As he looked up, he saw the woman behind the red gauze starting to dress. His eyes were fixed, but he murmured to himself, "Do not stare at impropriety... do not stare at impropriety..."

He didn't know what the woman behind the red gauze looked like, but her voice was pleasant, and her figure was alluring.

Qin Jun fantasized to himself, but soon the woman pulled back the red gauze and walked out. It turned out to be You Fenghuang, and Qin Jun was embarrassed.

No wonder her voice sounded familiar...

Qin Jun awkwardly said, "So it's Miss You, I didn't expect you to live downstairs."

This woman was none other than You Fenghuang, her already exquisite face stained with water stains, her hair still wet, and only draped in a purple robe. Her bare arms and legs were exposed to the air, and her collarbone swayed, captivating Qin Jun.

This state of You Fenghuang was fatally attractive to men!

Her beauty was already superior to Chang Qianqian and Nan Yuxin, comparable to Daji. Now, the sight of her after bathing made Qin Jun's blood boil.

"Young Master Jun, have you seen enough?" You Fenghuang asked expressionlessly. She subconsciously looked up at the ceiling, at the large hole and the head of the Hellhound poking out, causing her mouth to twitch.

"I've seen enough!" Qin Jun was startled and quickly said, but he was still amazed inside. He had never seen such a stunning woman before.

At this moment, screams from You Fenghuang's maid came from downstairs. Qin Jun hurriedly left the vicinity of the floor hole. He had no mood to stay in the room and was thinking about the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear, which ignited a fire in his heart.

The Hellhound followed him with suspicion.

As they arrived on the first floor, the Luya Inn was preparing to close. Seeing Qin Jun about to leave, the innkeeper couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Your Highness, where are you going so late?"

"I have something to do."

Qin Jun left a sentence and hurried away. With the Hellhound by his side, he wasn't afraid of being assassinated by Qin Yu or Zhu Yishi's men.

Watching Qin Jun's departing figure, the innkeeper shook his head and sighed, "Truly a person who stirs up the whole city, his whereabouts are truly unfathomable."

Approaching midnight, there were few people in the royal capital, and the streets were dark, with only a few inns still lit with oil lamps.

"What's the matter?" the Hellhound couldn't help but ask.

"I want to test my magical weapon," Qin Jun replied vaguely. By now, he had reached the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment stage, and his strength had surpassed that of ordinary people. He wanted to see if he could wield the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear.

"Magical weapon?" The Hellhound was even more puzzled. Was it Qin Jun's Desert Eagle?

Silent all the way, the man and the Hellhound quickly arrived at the Vermilion Bird Terrace.

The formation at the Vermilion Bird Terrace had been removed, and there were no soldiers guarding it at night. Moreover, the white jade rock, although precious and hard, would not be stolen by anyone, as it covered an area of a thousand meters.

In the quiet night, the stars and the bright moon illuminated the Vermilion Bird Terrace.

Lord Qin directly instructed the Mythical System to produce the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear. With a clang, a silver spear measuring ten feet long landed on the table. The spear shaft was made of mysterious silver iron, shining brightly, and the spearhead was nearly a meter long, with a unique and extremely thick and sharp design, lacking a spear tip. A silver dragon coiled around the shaft and the spearhead, exuding an extraordinary dominance.

What a cool long spear!

The overall length was over three meters, with the spearhead alone measuring one meter. Lord Qin, who was only about 1.7 meters tall at present, appeared quite short in front of the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear. Although there was a possibility of growing taller in the future, he seemed truly short in the face of the spear.

Every inch longer makes it stronger!

If one could proficiently wield the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear, who could stand against them in the future, facing thousands of troops and horses?

The length of Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade was similar to that of the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear. Of course, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms couldn't be this long, as the ancient measurement unit "zhang" and the modern calculation method are different.

However, after becoming a god, Guan Yu would effortlessly wield a Green Dragon Crescent Blade over three meters long, far surpassing its previous power. Who would dare to approach within a three-meter radius of him?

"This long spear is extraordinary!"

The Xiong Tian Dog exclaimed. A top-tier celestial weapon like this had not yet appeared in the Qianyue Kingdom.

Lord Qin rubbed his hands, grabbed the spear shaft, and exerted force to lift it. Damn, it was so heavy! He could only barely lift the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear, struggling to maintain his balance even with a gentle swing.

"Whoosh—"

At that moment, a sound of breaking air came, and a flying knife tore through the air, aiming to strike Lord Qin's head at an extremely fast speed.