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The second light of dawn broke, and the forest was quiet, occasionally interrupted by the crisp calls of birds, giving it a sense of vitality.
A thin mist hung in the air, with dewdrops glistening on the grass. A thick layer of decaying leaves covered the ground, emitting a pungent odor, making the entire environment feel very damp.
Lu Chen and Princess Zhulan woke up simultaneously, finished their meditation, and prepared to continue their journey towards the Wind Blinder Archipelago.
As he stretched, Lu Chen noticed that his clothes were damp and clinging to his skin, which felt quite uncomfortable.
He raised his hand to touch his clothes and realized that after sitting in meditation last night, they had been gradually soaked by moisture, leaving him feeling wet all over.
The Wind Blinder Archipelago was situated in the middle of the ocean, where humidity was heavier than in most places; it was normal for him to be affected by moisture.
Lu Chen looked over at Princess Zhulan; her situation was similar. She had been sitting on the ground all night without moving, so it was no surprise that she too was affected by the humidity.
Moreover, she was wearing garments made of sheer fabric, which only exacerbated the situation. Although the fabric was opaque, it was extremely thin.
Now, being soaked by moisture made her sheer clothing cling to her skin as if freshly washed, outlining her alluring curves.
Lu Chen realized that not only was Princess Zhulan beautiful, but her figure was also exquisite—well-proportioned and perfectly shaped.
From Lu Chen's angle, he could see her delicate form with the sheer fabric hugging her elastic waist and hips tightly, appearing full and bouncy.
In that moment, Lu Chen's flesh began to stir, and his mind wandered with unspoken fantasies.
Princess Zhulan's delicate body trembled as a surge of True Qi erupted from within her. Her sheer garments seemed to billow as if blown by the wind, swelling up while streams of moisture were expelled.
Princess Zhulan shook her gauzy robe and turned to glance at Lu Chen, only to find him staring intently at her. A flicker of annoyance crossed her face, but she refrained from expressing it. She raised her delicate hand, resembling a green onion, to cover her rosy lips and cleared her throat lightly, bringing Lu Chen back to reality.
Lu Chen chuckled and imitated Princess Zhulan's actions, gathering a surge of True Qi within him. He then unleashed it forcefully, causing streams of True Qi to erupt from his pores, instantly drying his damp clothes.
"I apologize for making the princess laugh," Lu Chen said casually as he brushed off his clothing, not caring whether there was any dust on him.
"Let's go; we need to be on our way," Princess Zhulan huffed lightly before continuing.
The two set off together, traversing through the forest and stepping onto a lush green expanse.
The sky was overcast with no sun in sight. They had not walked for even half an hour when the light suddenly dimmed. A massive silver lightning bolt streaked across the sky, indicating that a heavy rain was imminent.
The Wind Blinder Archipelago was known for its unpredictable weather, especially in summer; thunderstorms could strike without any warning.
"What should we do?" Princess Zhulan asked Lu Chen as she held her great sword and glanced at the darkening sky.
They were currently on an endless expanse of grassland, where they could see some dense forests in the distance. It looked close, but crossing over would likely take at least half an hour.
Lu Chen slung the great sword over his shoulder and sighed, "If only the heavens were kinder. Let's find a place to take shelter from the rain."
Just then, within a matter of moments, thunder rumbled above as flashes of lightning illuminated the sky. Soon, large raindrops began to fall rapidly.
Unfortunately, Lu Chen's current ritualistic power was too low; otherwise, he could have directly transported both of them into Jun Bell. Even if it rained heavily outside, he wouldn't have been worried.
However, with his current Spirit Travel Realm level, he could barely manage to transport a few dozen pounds. Transporting a person's weight was beyond his capability. Moreover, the gravity inside Jun Bell exceeded ten times that of reality; entering recklessly would be extremely dangerous and could harm his flesh.
Lu Chen was more afraid that after he and Princess Zhulan were sacrificed, without ten times the current magical power, he might never be able to be resurrected again.
The two of them dragged their great swords and rushed across the wasteland, their clothes nearly soaked, before finally finding a broken low slope.
At the bottom of the slope's crack was a shallow, narrow crescent-shaped recess, which seemed barely capable of accommodating two people.
"What is this?" Princess Zhulan suddenly stopped, staring blankly at the recess, her delicate face twisted in displeasure.
"Let's go; now is not the time to be picky. Otherwise, we'll end up drenched," Lu Chen said as he took Princess Zhulan's delicate hand and pulled her toward the recess.
Princess Zhulan immediately resisted, breaking free from Lu Chen's grasp with remarkable determination. However, she still had to obediently follow Lu Chen into the recess to take shelter.
"Princess, you can't just leave me out here in the rain."
Lu Chen looked at Princess Zhulan with hopeful eyes, a half-smile on his face. To be honest, he wasn't afraid of getting wet; it was just that opportunities to be alone with the princess were rare. Just as Princess Zhulan stepped into the recess a moment later than Lu Chen, she instinctively pushed him away. The recess was already narrow, and her push sent Lu Chen stumbling out.
Realizing it wasn't good, Princess Zhulan moved her delicate body back a little, allowing Lu Chen to quickly slip inside. Suddenly, torrential rain poured down, drenching the entire ground.
Lu Chen and Princess Zhulan squeezed tightly together, rubbing against each other. He didn't mind taking advantage of the situation; what mattered most was avoiding getting soaked in the rain.
Eventually, it seemed Princess Zhulan could no longer tolerate it. With a quick movement, she jumped out into the downpour, instantly soaking her entire body. Her light gauzy dress clung tightly to her skin like jade, and her long hair became damp and disheveled.
At that moment, Princess Zhulan looked at Lu Chen with a resentful expression, her shoulders rising and falling as she braved the wind and rain, appearing quite angry.
Lu Chen was taken aback; he had truly overstepped his bounds. He quickly dashed out to pull Princess Zhulan back inside.
However, this recessed wall was truly too small; it could accommodate one person, but with two, one would definitely have to get drenched in the rain. Lu Chen dragged Princess Zhulan back and stood outside in the rain himself.
At that moment, seeing Lu Chen standing outside, drenched like a wild dog, Princess Zhulan's anger dissipated. She stayed alone in the recess for a moment, pursed her pink lips, and then rushed out to pull Lu Chen back.
This time, Lu Chen also quieted down. Although they still had to lean closely against each other, he dared not take advantage of the situation as he did before, fearing he might irritate the young princess again.
Lu Chen was not afraid of fighting her; he was just worried that if he mishandled things, it would ruin the alliance between Sun Zizhao and Princess Zhulan, which would be a grave mistake.
Outside, the wind howled and the rain poured down; the scene was somewhat terrifying, like a colossal beast from ancient times roaring in fury, its power overwhelming.
The heavy rain lasted for three to four hours before its furious intensity gradually weakened. After another quarter of an hour, the rain stopped and the sky quickly cleared.
The glaring sunlight shone down, making it feel as if they had just been in a snowy landscape and suddenly found themselves in the scorching summer. The weather in the East Sea was indeed unpredictable.
Lu Chen and Princess Zhulan jumped out from the recess and shook off the moisture from their bodies. During this process, Princess Zhulan remained silent, leaving Lu Chen somewhat puzzled about her thoughts.
"Let's get going," Lu Chen said casually, not caring about Princess Zhulan's mood as he swaggered ahead.
After walking for a while, unexpectedly, Princess Zhulan's voice came from behind, asking, "Did you walk ahead to clear away the dew on purpose?"
Lu Chen paused for a moment, grinned widely without turning around, and replied, "Not at all. I, Lu Chen, have always been a self-centered person; no one is more important than myself. I am selfish and ruthless, willing to do anything to achieve my goals. How could someone like me possibly clear away dew for you?"
"Is that so?" Princess Zhulan replied expressionlessly.
Lu Chen described his own flaws vividly. Although he spoke this way, Princess Zhulan was clever; how could she not see through his words?
Lu Chen indeed intentionally tripped Princess Zhulan, as he didn't mind how dirty he was, but Princess Zhulan was a member of the royal family and was not like someone as rough as himself.
On one hand, he was considerate of Princess Zhulan's status; on the other hand, he had some selfish motives, wanting to secure this ally for Sun Zizhao. Regardless of their previous agreements, Sun Zizhao's power was still weak, and to overthrow the Great Zhou Dynasty, they needed more allies like Princess Zhulan.
After the heavy rain, he felt that he had subtly grown closer to Princess Zhulan.
He realized that Princess Zhulan was not as cold and unapproachable as she seemed. Although she was a princess, her true nature was that of a kind-hearted girl; she did not have a heart of stone.
Her kindness was evident when she took the initiative to pull Lu Chen into the alcove to avoid the rain.
The two traversed the entire wilderness, and by noon, they sat down together to rest. Lu Chen did not need to rest; even after traveling and fighting through the night, he was unafraid because he had the Supreme Garment made from young dragon placenta, which continuously supplied him with energy.
However, Princess Zhulan could not afford such luxury. Especially since she had reached the second stage of Qigong, Unity of Man, her demand for Flesh energy was immense. It was estimated that she could eat dozens of bowls in one meal. For a woman, eating so much might seem unbelievable, but it was necessary for practicing Qigong.
Qi Masters, regardless of gender, did not pay much attention to this detail and certainly did not use it as a subject of ridicule. This is simply how practicing Qigong works; the demand must increase. If one entered the Divine Power Body stage, the demand would be even greater; eating one or two hundred bowls in a single meal would be normal and not an exaggeration.
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