Why is it wet?

Qi Bei quickly put these bothersome matters out of his mind. Do as much as you can with the ability you have. His strength wasn't great yet, and his influence hadn't even begun to form. Why should he worry about these things?

"Master, what do you need me to do?" Marquis Lanling asked proactively, feeling uneasy as Qi Bei remained silent for a long time.

"Stay in the Imperial Capital and do two things for me. First, find out the origin of the Necromancer who kidnapped Princess Mingyue. Second, find a way to plant an informant by Emperor Hanmos's side to monitor his every move. If you accomplish these two tasks, you won't be lacking in rewards," Qi Bei said in a dark tone after some thought.

"Master, I will do my utmost to accomplish these two tasks," Marquis Lanling said hurriedly.

"Alright, you can return to the Imperial Capital now." Qi Bei waved his hand.

The moment Qi Bei waved his hand, Marquis Lanling saw the cold glint of sharp claws flashing from within his wide robes. He was terrified, wondering if this mysterious powerhouse was truly someone who had emerged from the Nether Gate.

By the time Qi Bei returned to the camp, the sky was already dimly lit, and some merchant caravans and travelers were preparing to set off.

Phantom's tent was right next to Qi Bei's. He paused as he passed by, a mischievous thought popping into his mind. If he were to sneak in now and lie beside her, he wondered what her reaction would be.

Qi Bei immediately put his plan into action. With a flash of his figure, he silently slipped into Phantom's tent.

"Huh, where is this girl?" Qi Bei wondered, looking at the empty, simple bed.

Qi Bei touched the bed; it was still warm and emitted the unique fragrance of Phantom.

Having traveled all night, Qi Bei was a bit tired. He lay down directly, using the faint scent as a pillow, and began to doze.

At this moment, Qi Bei's hand felt two smooth, soft pieces of clothing under the covers. He pulled them out and saw they were a set of pale pink undergarments.

"Wow, they're sheer. If she were wearing these when I was channeling energy to heal her..." Qi Bei thought shamelessly, fiddling with the undergarments. Suddenly, he noticed a faint wet mark on the panties.

Instantly, Qi Bei's thoughts turned wicked, and he felt a surge of heat throughout his body. He couldn't help but recall the last time he healed Phantom, her incredibly alluring, wet appearance.

Unable to help himself, Qi Bei brought Phantom's undergarments to his nose and took a sniff.

Just then, the tent flap was suddenly pulled open, and Phantom entered from outside. She immediately saw Qi Bei holding her undergarments to his nose and sniffing them with a lustful expression, her pretty face flushing red to the roots of her ears.

"Young Master, you... you're shameless," Phantom said, blushing and chiding him.

Qi Bei didn't feel embarrassed at all. He sat up in bed and said with a wicked grin, "This young master is shameless. If you want, I can show you just how shameless I can be right now."

Phantom took two steps back, covering her chest with her hands, and watched Qi Bei warily.

Qi Bei hooked Phantom's panties with his index finger and twirled them in the air, saying, "Phantom, why don't you tell me why your panties are wet? Did you wet the bed?"

Phantom let out a startled cry and lunged forward, trying to snatch her undergarments back.

After a brief scuffle, Phantom was pinned beneath Qi Bei.

For a moment, both of them fell silent, the only sound being their increasingly rapid breaths.

Qi Bei stared intently at Phantom, while Phantom's beautiful eyes darted away, her mind filled with the shameful dream from last night. In her dream, she and Qi Bei were intertwined, their bodies naked, in a vast wilderness, and the Qi Bei in her dream was also looking at her with such a burning gaze. Upon waking this morning, Phantom had noticed her underwear was damp and changed it. She had intended to go relieve herself before returning to tidy up, but she hadn't expected to walk in on that scene.

Qi Bei slowly lowered his head, moving towards Phantom's trembling lips to kiss her.

"Little sister, time to get up." Just then, Vajra's signature booming voice came from outside.

Startled, Phantom found a surge of strength from somewhere and pushed Qi Bei away forcefully.

"Oh, I know," Phantom replied, covering her rapidly beating heart.

A while later, Phantom tiptoed to the tent flap, peeked out, then ran back to pull Qi Bei up and desperately pushed him out.

"Hoo..." Phantom let out a long sigh, covering her flushed face with her small hands. She hadn't felt any resistance just now; in fact, she had felt a little anticipation.

"Could it be that I've truly fallen for him?" Phantom lowered her hand, her gaze somewhat distant.

Qi Bei returned to his own tent, feeling regretful yet also somewhat fortunate. Phantom's constitution only triggered a reaction in the Dragon Seal on her left hand when a trace of the suppressed power from her meridians leaked out during the process of clearing them.

This meant that Phantom at this moment was not a true prime Yin Body; that might only be the case after her meridians were completely cleared.

"Men really do think with their lower halves," Qi Bei chuckled self-deprecatingly. Then, with a thought, he spoke, "Xiao Jiu, Thirteen, you can come out now."

Two shadowy figures appeared, both somewhat surprised. They hadn't intentionally released their auras just now, yet Qi Bei had still sensed their presence. It seemed this new master was truly extraordinary.

"Have you found anything?" Qi Bei asked.

"Replying to Master, we've only found that this merchant caravan is also heading to West Spirit City. The carriages are filled with ordinary goods. While the Gothic couple's tent doesn't have any magical restrictions, it's covered in a strange energy that prevents us from hearing anything inside," Thirteen replied.

"It's fine. Since they're also going to West Spirit City, we'll have plenty of opportunities along the way." Qi Bei had expected this and wasn't disappointed.

Soon, the Gothic merchant caravan finished their preparations and set off. Qi Bei and his group leisurely followed behind them.

In the carriage, the pregnant woman peeked out, glanced behind them, and then withdrew her head, her gaze appearing solemn.

"Ruoruo, it seems they've been following us," the Gothic youth said. His tone was respectful, not like he was speaking to his wife, but like he was speaking to a superior.

And for those familiar with the Goths, Ruoruo wasn't just a name; among the Goths, it meant "Princess."

"Ignore them for now. Let's observe the situation," the Gothic princess said.

"Ruoruo, could it be that the Golden Leaf Dynasty has sensed something?" the Gothic youth asked nervously.

"It shouldn't be. If the Golden Leaf Dynasty had sensed anything, they would have sent soldiers to capture us already. We're on Golden Leaf Dynasty territory right now. These people might not be targeting us, even if they are disguised soldiers," the Gothic princess said, shaking her head after some thought.

"Ruoruo means they're disguised as regular troops?" the Gothic youth asked, surprised.

"Not just regular troops, but seasoned veterans. Look closely. The intervals between their steps are identical, not deviating even slightly. Their arms swing five inches forward and backward from their thighs. If anything unexpected happens, they can draw their waist weapons at the fastest speed," the Gothic princess said after a pause. "Moreover, the heavy killing intent emanating from them indicates they couldn't have accumulated it without taking a hundred lives."