Chen Yang hurriedly finished washing up, with warm water droplets still clinging to his body, when the bone-chilling cold from the direction of the Cold Jade Spiritual Spring made him shiver.

He couldn't care less about appearances anymore.

Almost with his eyes closed, he steeled himself, took a step forward, and with a nearly embarrassed posture, plunged into the icy green spring with a splash.

"Hiss—!"