Chapter 78

To his astonishment, Lin Fei saw a woman swimming in the mountain pool. Her figure was impeccable—neither too thin nor too heavy—with every curve and proportion defined by absolute perfection. Her raven-black hair was so long it did not merely reach her waist; it seemed to trail all the way down to her heels. In the soft glow of the moonlight, her flawless, jade-like skin shimmered with a strange luster, and her movements through the water appeared dreamlike and ethereal. Yet, Lin Fei could not make out her face. Even though she was wrapped in only a wisp of translucent fabric, Lin Fei found himself devoid of any impure thoughts. The scene before him felt so sacred that it seemed impossible to harbor any sense of profanity. She moved through the water with a bizarre grace, as if the liquid offered no resistance, as if she and the water were one. Lin Fei had never seen anyone move with such fluid, dragon-like ease.