A powerful surge of energy coursed through every pore in Ye Chen's body. Though completely drained, he felt as if he'd been reborn. When he opened his eyes, he saw Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie seated beside him, their faces full of worry and alarm.
"Whew, what happened?" Ye Chen asked groggily as he opened his eyes.
"Thank goodness you're okay. That's all that matters," Zhu Bajie sighed in relief.
"Brother Zhu, what happened? When did you get back?"
"Don't even ask. We came back and found you sitting here, raving and shouting. We thought you'd been possessed. If you still didn't wake up, I'd have to go find Guanyin Bodhisattva again."
Sun Wukong patted his chest and said calmly.
"What? Go find Guanyin Bodhisattva?" Hearing that, Ye Chen was glad he'd woken up in time. If she'd arrived a little later, she could probably have found a dozen ways to kill him.
"It's nothing, don't worry. I was just meditating for too long and got a little too caught up in it." Ye Chen hastily made up an excuse and brushed the matter aside.
"Monkey Brother, take him to find a river so he can wash up. This stench is making even me want to throw up," Zhu Bajie said with difficulty, covering his nose.
"What stench? What are you talking about?" Ye Chen raised his hand and saw that his arm was covered in a thick layer of some strange substance. At first he hadn't paid it much attention, but then he caught the smell. His stomach lurched with nausea, and he bolted to the nearby river and dove in headfirst.
After quite a while, he finally surfaced.
"What is all this stuff, and how did it get on me?" Ye Chen felt like he'd fallen into a