Just Lie There

The train continued to roar forward, while the world behind it lay in ruins.

Wu Hen had witnessed the true power of the Black Miracle Death Sword.

Back then, it had spanned countless boundary degrees, whereas this time, it had merely crushed a small patch of Evil Soil—an extremely restrained display compared to its first arrival.

For some reason, as Wu Hen gazed at the ostentatious Black Miracle substance on his right hand, the conversation between Su Li and Wu Zai echoed in his mind.

"The truly powerful beings in the Desolate Dust hide behind the scenes!"

This meant that the reason he couldn't summon Xiao Yi earlier was that it had been waiting—waiting for the true master of this Evil Soil to reveal itself!

Wu Zai, who had thought he could manifest as a god before mere mortals, never imagined that behind the ants he looked down upon stood a miracle, and that this miracle was the mantis stalking the oriole!

"Xiao Hen..." Su Li no longer recognized Wu Hen.

She even suspected that some supreme existence had possessed her nephew.

Yet, looking at the Wu Hen before her, Su Li could still feel that familiar and genuine presence.

Soon, the joy of surviving the ordeal washed over her, leaving only sincerity and simplicity. She pulled Wu Hen into an embrace, tears of joy welling up and streaming down her cheeks!

Feeling the tightness of the hug, sensing the soft, warm body, Wu Hen finally returned from that ethereal state and couldn't help but hold this woman, with whom he had shared life and death, even tighter...

Suddenly, the train entered a tunnel within the mountains.

The surroundings plunged into pitch-black darkness, where one could not even see their own fingers.

But the two felt not a shred of fear. They held each other tightly, feeling their breath, their warmth, and their mutual sincerity and joy.

What did it matter if the Desolate Dust was vast? What did it matter if the road ahead was long? Having this conviction to support them was enough.

The mountain tunnel was very, very long; the train took much longer to pass through it than anticipated.

Holy Father had fallen into a deep sleep.

Yang Qin was young after all; having slept for so long, it was hard to say if she would wake up.

Wu Hen and Su Li leaned against each other, exhausted yet content.

"Aren't you going to rest? That power must have overdrawn everything you have. Your soul and your Vessel are both in a state of overload. You should get some proper rest." Su Li was deeply worried about Wu Hen's body.

She could see that the mysterious power within Wu Hen was far too strong—it was something he could not yet control on his own.

They would still need a long time to harmonize.

"I just don't want to sleep yet..." Wu Hen was actually in a contradictory state of both exhaustion and agitation.

"Should I reward you?" Su Li was a mature woman, after all; she understood the young man's subtle hint.

"I don't have much strength left in my body," Wu Hen said.

"You just lie there."

"Hiss~" Wu Hen couldn't help but gasp.

In the past, Wu Hen had often heard experienced men say that women were more charming once they had a certain amount of life experience. Back in his school days, Wu Hen had disagreed, thinking that the pure, innocent girls in school were the most fascinating...

Now, Wu Hen agreed with every fiber of his being!

Pitch black.

Yang Qin opened her eyes, but what she saw was no longer the terrifying Evil Soil.

Instead, she felt an inexplicable excitement in her heart. Could it be that she had just had an incredibly absurd dream?

She was still in a comfortable room, and he usually slept with the lights off in the dark anyway.

"Mm~ oh~"

Gradually, rhythmic breathing sounds began to drift from the side, along with pleasant, melodious whimpers. The woman's voice, in particular, made even her, a girl, feel her entire body burning...

Yang Qin didn't know what the people next to her were doing...

Dazed and confused, she didn't dare to make a sound.

In her trance, she drifted back into a deep sleep.

The train passed through the mountain range.

Ahead lay a lush, verdant forest, and further off were layers upon layers of mountain silhouettes.

Su Li stood at the front of the train, her amber eyes gazing out at this land.

After a long while, Su Li finally let out a long sigh of relief.

This should be an unclaimed wilderness; walking on it, one wouldn't get lost too quickly.

"Clang~~~~"

The train's energy had finally been exhausted. Although the railway tracks continued ahead, Su Li knew that the road forward would have to be traveled on foot.

"Sister Su, is Wu Hen still not awake? Could he have already returned to the Homeland?" Yang Qin couldn't help but ask.

Wu Hen had been unconscious for a long time.

And he looked as if nothing could wake him.

"He is still here; he is just too tired," Su Li said indifferently.

"Oh, I see..." Yang Qin nodded, though she couldn't help but recall the strange sounds that always echoed throughout the long, long nights.

The train slowed to a halt on the tracks, but Su Li had no intention of getting off, simply sitting there and waiting quietly.

Yang Qin had no say in the matter, so she could only keep asking about the Desolate Dust.

Besides, she also hoped to gain some ability to protect herself.

"Go and collect the belongings of our companions. They will be useful to you," Su Li said.

Upon hearing this, Yang Qin thought of the severed limbs and broken bodies that might still be left in the safe house, and her face turned pale!

"I... I don't dare," Yang Qin said.

"You will get used to it." Su Li didn't say anything more; whether she wanted to survive or not was entirely up to Yang Qin herself.

Yang Qin struggled with her thoughts for a long time.

Finally, she walked toward the direction of the safe house.

She still wanted to live; she still wanted to go home.

Su Li had also told her that even if this place didn't look like it had been infected, it didn't mean there were no dangerous creatures here.

"They kept records. Read the notebooks more. If you encounter the species they noted down, you will at least know how to face them," Su Li said.

"Okay." Yang Qin nodded.

After Yang Qin left.

Wu Hen, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly rolled over and rested his head on Su Li's lap.

Su Li almost thought this guy had regained his vitality, but seeing that he was just subconsciously seeking familiarity in his sleep, she reached out and gently stroked Wu Hen's face...

For some reason, a hint of reluctance flickered in Su Li's tender, watery eyes, as if she were saying goodbye to Wu Hen. She slowly leaned down and kissed his forehead.

Carefully placing Wu Hen's head onto a soft pack, Su Li stood up and walked toward the clear forest outside the train.

The trees in the clear forest were ancient and tall. Pure sunlight filtered through the slender leaves, casting dappled shadows upon Su Li's graceful and slender figure...

Despite her clothes being dirty and worn, Su Li's figure remained exquisite, exuding an aura like that of a fallen forest elf. She possessed less of her former heroic spirit, replaced by a sense of noble elegance.

"You are lost." A voice descended from above the woods.

Su Li did not look up; she simply stood there, as if waiting for some kind of judgment.

"I am not lost," Su Li replied calmly.

"You have lost yourself to a mortal shell, obsessed with the emotions of these base humans. You even nearly shattered your true soul for the sake of such a base human. Your journey has been a complete failure, and your spirit has fallen to the depths. As a citizen of the God Realm, you are utterly lost. We will take you back for a re-baptism," the voice from above the woods said, its tone heavy with judgment.

"I can accept the re-baptism, but I have one request," Su Li said.

"Speak."

"Please grant the Nuwa Divine Tree some nectar so that she does not wither too quickly."

"Their survival has nothing to do with us." At this moment, the voice from above the woods descended rapidly.

It was a man whose entire body was covered in golden scale armor. Those golden scales clung to his skin almost perfectly, possessing both the nobility and handsomeness of a mythical golden dragon in human form, while also radiating an extraordinary and mysterious aura from a future time.

Behind him were a pair of Mystic Martial Wings, shaped like serrated feathers.

As he elegantly folded them behind his back, they only served to accentuate the man's divine majesty and spirit!

"Have I... truly lost myself?" Su Li muttered to herself as she gazed at the man's shimmering divine radiance.

"Yes, you are lost. You should be grateful that you are a citizen of the God Realm. Had you been one of those base humans pitied by the Nuwa Divine Tree, you would have already perished," the golden-scaled man said.

Su Li looked back toward the direction outside the forest.

Regardless of everything, she had managed to bring him to a place near the Nuwa Divine Tree.

Moreover, having witnessed the black miracle, Su Li no longer had to worry that he, who was still like a drifting plankton, would be obliterated by some overly powerful existence in the desolate dust...

It was time to leave.

Her abilities were growing weaker and weaker.

Even if she were willing to fall and lose herself, staying by his side would only be a burden.

"We will meet again." Su Li took a deep breath and finally chose to let go.

Sunlight fell upon Su Li's graceful body.

Her form slowly dissolved into the light and dust, transforming into countless mottled flower butterflies.

The butterflies were breathtakingly beautiful, dancing from the silhouette of a person into wisps of petal-like clouds and smoke.

As the flowers fell and the butterflies scattered, that beautiful figure vanished along with them...

It was unknown how much time had passed.

Inside the train carriage, someone finally woke up with a start.

Wu Hen instinctively felt his own body. After sensing a feeling of refreshing vitality surging through him, he got up with a sense of satisfaction.

"Huh, why is it still you?" Wu Hen saw Yang Qin at a glance, a strange expression appearing on his face.

How unlucky. The moment he opened his eyes after waking up, the person he saw wasn't his beautiful aunt.

"I... I saw a man who looked like a god take... take your aunt away!" Yang Qin stood blankly between the tracks and the woods, her face full of shock as she spoke.

"What???" Wu Hen was greatly alarmed.

"It's true!" Yang Qin said.

Wu Hen immediately ran toward the woods.

But the woods were empty; there was no sign of Su Li anywhere.

Aunt...

Could she actually be a celestial maiden??

Ahhhhh!!

Fairy Aunt, don't go back to the Heavenly Court!!

The road ahead is still so long; without you, how is little Henny supposed to go on???

"Zzzzt~~"

At this moment, Wu Hen's right arm felt a tingling sensation of being electrocuted, as if some guy was reminding him of something.

Sigh, Big Daddy Xiao Yi, don't mess around when I'm feeling so sad.

You and my aunt provide different kinds of emotional value!

"Did you see that thing's face clearly?" Wu Hen asked Yang Qin.

"No, I only saw wings. They were the kind that..." Yang Qin described what she had seen.

Upon hearing this, the look in Wu Hen's eyes changed.

The shape of those wings...

They were very similar to the thing that had blotted out the sun!

There are even more experts out there??

But even if there were more experts, it didn't stop Wu Hen from cursing, "Son of a bitch!"