C180 Hot Spring

As the limestone hall underwent its dramatic transformation, Lee Xuan was seated in a Mercedes-Benz A-Class, browsing his phone. A quirk of his eyebrow and a glance toward the southwest was followed by a knowing smile before he looked away.

Unbeknownst to Wind Pupil, who believed himself unaffected, Lee Xuan had secretly planted the Blue Lotus Fire Seed within him