The chapter begins with a solemn vow of loyalty.
"Your Majesty, what should I do to help you?" Chen Anlin asked with a hint of concern.
Wuxi Xue's gaze shifted, especially when she looked at Chen Anlin, as if he were prey. The Dragon Soul stirred within her, creating a strange sensation. However, it was not a problem; the Dragon Soul was too vast for her to absorb alone. She decided to share a portion of it with him.
Suddenly, an idea struck her: since she couldn't contain it all, she would distribute part of it. This way, she wouldn't be overwhelmed by desire. Of course, Chen Anlin would undoubtedly suffer, but that was something he would have to handle himself.
She focused her spiritual energy, and after a moment, a surge of power enveloped the massive Dragon Soul and struck directly at Chen Anlin.
Boom!
"Little Anzi, I've refined this Dragon Soul for you to absorb. You should be able to manage it in about five to eight days," Wuxi Xue said.
Before Chen Anlin could respond, he felt a jolt in his head as if something had broken through. It felt as though he had been struck by a heavy hammer, leaving him dazed and disoriented. Soon after, he collapsed backward and lost consciousness.
In his dreams, Chen Anlin found himself entwined with a woman of alluring figure, with just a hint of softness at her waist. He wanted to see her face clearly, but everything remained obscured.
Damn it, this dream was truly unsettling.
Time passed—he couldn't tell how long—before he groggily awoke and stared in astonishment at his hands. He felt stronger, especially his spiritual power, which had significantly increased.
"Your Majesty," he suddenly thought of something and wondered if the Empress had come out of her trance.
Looking over, he saw the Empress sitting calmly nearby in a meditative posture. Her aura was powerful; clearly, she had also gained much from absorbing the Dragon Soul.
Chen Anlin couldn't help but reflect on how vivid the dream had been—it left him feeling quite unsettled. Once he returned home, he would definitely seek out Zhou Tong and Su Menghan to train together.
You have awakened. The Empress's voice remained cold, as if she were owed a great deal of money.
"Your Majesty, how long have I been unconscious? What happened? I have no recollection of the process of refining the Dragon Soul," Chen Anlin said helplessly.
"Useless. If I hadn't intervened, you would have likely exploded by now," Wu Xixue replied with a stern expression.
"Thank you for saving my life, Your Majesty." Chen Anlin did not doubt Wu Xixue's words. After a brief chuckle, he exclaimed, "Wait, it sounds like there's noise above!"
"Yes, it's about time. You've been unconscious for eight days now. The Song family has almost finished digging," she responded.
Just then, a voice from above called out—Song Dabaos's voice.
"Hey, it seems like someone is down there! Lord Chen! Lord Chen!"
"We're here! We're digging from this position!" Chen Anlin shouted back.
"It's Lord Chen's voice! Hahaha! Lord Chen is alive!" Song Dabaos exclaimed excitedly.
"Start digging! Dig right away!"
Everyone gathered above Chen Anlin's location. The workers took turns resting day and night, and finally, after three days, Chen Anlin and Wu Xixue emerged successfully.
"Your Majesty, we apologize for our delayed rescue," the Song father and son, along with the city lord and others, knelt before her.
"Now clear the area and excavate the space for the dragon bones. I will take possession of them," she commanded.
"As you wish."
Seeing that the Empress showed no signs of anger, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
In just three days, under the direct supervision of Song Dabaos and the city lord, they finally unearthed the dragon bones. Wu Xixue seemed to possess a special artifact; she directly stored the massive dragon bones into her storage bag.
Thus, they rested there for several days. It wasn't until they attended the wedding of Song Dabaos and Xu Qingxue that Chen Anlin and Wu Xixue finally departed.
As they left, Chen Anlin noticed that Xu Qingxue's fortune had inexplicably diminished. However, after leaving the area, her fortune seemed to vanish completely.
Finally, the day to leave this place arrived. Wu Xixue controlled her flying sword while Chen Anlin supported her waist from behind, listening intently to her teachings.
After returning this time, you should learn to fly with the sword earlier.
Rest assured, Your Majesty, but I don’t have the method for sword flight.
I’ll have Dou’er bring it to you later.
Chen Anlin bowed deeply, saying, “Thank you, Your Majesty. Your wisdom is truly admirable; my respect for you is as boundless as the surging tides.”
“You’ve worked hard this time; I will refine the dragon bones into medicine to enhance your foundation,” the Emperor replied.
“Your Majesty, your generosity knows no bounds. My admiration for you is like the overflowing Yellow River, unstoppable and overwhelming.”
Wu Xixue was left speechless. “Where did you learn to speak like that? All you do is flatter!”
“Your Majesty, I speak from the heart!” Chen Anlin insisted.
Indeed, he was speaking sincerely. The Empress not only bestowed upon him various treasures but also taught him a wealth of knowledge. Where could one find such a leader?
Wu Xixue shook her head and continued to fly swiftly.
Two days later.
After flying for a while, Wu Xixue suddenly furrowed her brow.
“What’s wrong, Your Majesty?”
Damn it, of all times to fall ill!
Wu Xixue’s face turned pale, and her body involuntarily began to descend.
Why is the interval this time so short?
Chen Anlin frowned; in this desolate wilderness, the Empress's condition was extremely dangerous.
This area must be teeming with monsters, and if they were attracted by her presence, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He could leave on his own, but what about the Empress?
Wu Xixue wobbled as she fell to the ground, her aura rapidly diminishing.
Chen Anlin immediately sensed his surroundings, and at that moment, a chill ran through his heart.
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