When Silver Pool Madam woke again, she found herself lying in a small boat, a man's robe draped over her chest, carrying a familiar masculine scent.
Bright sunlight shone down, still somewhat dazzling.
She raised a hand to shield her eyes and slowly sat up. She saw Young Master Chuan seated cross-legged at the bow, seemingly cultivating some technique. He sat utterly motionless, like a boulder. Wisps of Heaven and Earth Profound Qi could clearly be seen gathering into his body like long bridges of smoke.
The medicinal power of the healing Intermediate Pill had been fully absorbed by Silver Pool Madam's body. Her external wounds had nearly healed, and much of her strength had returned. At the very least, she could stand and walk.
"Where is this?" Silver Pool Madam asked softly.
Her voice was beautiful, delicate and captivating, like a spring breeze brushing against one's face. It made her seem like a sixteen-year-old girl in the very bloom of innocent youth.
Ning Xiaochuan withdrew his Heaven and Earth Profound Qi technique and said, "The Yulan River. Our little boat has drifted downstream for two days. We should be a thousand li away from the Imperial City by now."
Ning Xiaochuan knew Ji Hanxing's tracking techniques were formidable, so he had not brought Silver Pool Madam to Netherworld Manor. If Yue Wuyang were led to Netherworld Manor, things would turn disastrously bad.
To evade Ji Hanxing's tracking techniques, the best method was to travel by water.
The flowing water would dilute the scent on their bodies and evade pursuit.
With her slender, jade-like hands, Silver Pool Madam neatly folded the robe and handed it to Ning Xiaochuan. "Thank you," she said respectfully.
Ning Xiaochuan took the robe without saying anything else. After putting it on, he resumed cultivating.
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