Xu Jin suddenly opened his eyes in shock.
All over his body, including the back of his hands, there was a black, sweat-like substance.
Especially on his chest and back, there was an even thicker layer of black, grease-like residue, so pungent that Xu Jin was about to hold his breath.
"The first Purification, and you are quite fast at it. Others need three days, but you only took half a day," Qi Shanye said while stepping back and covering his nose, "Kid, if you don't want this room to be uninhabitable for three days, go take a bath right now!"
Hearing this, Xu Jin scurried out like a rabbit to the yard, drew water directly from the well next to it, and poured it over his head.
But he could only rinse away the surface grime; the greasy black layer on his chest wouldn't wash off.
In the end, Xu Jin had to hurry to the Taoist Institute's bathhouse and used quite a bit of soapberry, washing himself five times before he was clean.
"How can it be so foul?"
