Qi Yue smiled slightly and said, "That might be difficult. Where in these mountains can I find water for you to bathe?"
Brother Tu Jie on the side said, "It's not that hard. The water we drink is the sweetest spring water. There's a group of waterfalls a couple of mountains away from here. That's the major water source for us Mountain Natives. You can go there tonight, as there will be nobody there, and you can take a bath."
Qi Yue's heart leaped with joy. He too wanted to bathe and said with a smile, "Brother Tu Jie, thank you for that."
After lunch, the three continued their cultivation until nightfall. Perhaps the temptation of the bath was too strong as they almost woke up from their meditative states simultaneously.
Wen Ting exclaimed excitedly, "Finally, we can take a bath. If we don't bathe, I might die of filth before we return." At this point, she looked more like a little girl.
Qi Yue laughed heartily and said, "I have never heard of someone dying from filth."
