What appeared before him was a fresh and elegant face untouched by makeup, with a hint of unavoidable weariness amidst her surprise.
Since the other’s return, Luo Chen pretended to be unconscious, secretly observing her actions.
Being this cautious, one could hardly blame Luo Chen for being prudent, given his current state left no room for carelessness.
Fortunately, her behavior was ordinary, and her actions of caring for him, like feeding him, were quite accustomed; this clear goodwill was naturally perceived by Luo Chen, so he willingly woke up.
"Luo Chen?"
The girl in a simple dress and hairpin murmured this name and then, as if remembering something, instinctively clutched her collar, revealing a bit of springtime.
"You were already awake earlier?"
Luo Chen lay on the bed, gave a nasal hum, and replied, "Mm."
"Doesn’t that mean when I was bathing and changing..." As she spoke, the girl’s cheeks reddened, exceptionally radiant under the flickering firelight.
But upon closely examining Luo Chen’s condition, seeing that his body showed no movement from head to toe, she realized that he likely hadn’t seen the earlier scene. She understood then that she was overthinking.
"My name is Jing Lan, ’Jing’ as in thorns, ’Lan’ as in orchid."
"Mm."
Another simple response, as if indicating he understood.
Jing Lan carefully studied the man’s chiselled and handsome face, cautiously asking, "Are you a native of the Great Destruction Realm, or have you e from elsewhere?"
Great Destruction Realm?
Luo Chen’s expression remained unchanged, but he was quite surprised internally.
Jing Lan, although not receiving a response, seemingly confirmed her suspicions in her heart.
"You’ve just awakened and your energy is lacking. Have some food and then rest early! I have work tomorrow, and we can talk when you’re feeling better."
As Jing Lan spoke, she handed over a spoon filled with thin porridge.
Luo Chen glanced at her and opened his mouth.
The warm porridge flowed through his mouth and throat into his stomach, bringing some warmth to the cold, bleak night.
Thanks to Luo Chen’s proactive cooperation, the feeding process went much smoother than before. Jing Lan fed him while wiping with a handkerchief, and soon it was over.
Jing Lan tucked Luo Chen into bed and then went on to wash the dishes nearby.
After finishing all this, Jing Lan said, "Sleep early," and the room fell silent, with only the crackling sound of the burning firewood.
Perhaps because his stomach was filled, Luo Chen’s body gained a bit more strength.
He turned his face slightly to the right with difficulty, his peripheral vision sweeping over areas he hadn’t seen before.
In the small room, an iron chain hung down, with a pot tied to it, and beneath it was a spot resembling a fire pit.
At the moment, inside the pit, firewood and a few white stones slowly burned together.
In the opposite corner, the woman slept clothed, soon falling into a deep sleep.
However, despite being in a deep sleep, Jing Lan’s brows were still furrowed, as if troubled by something.
Luo Chen withdrew his gaze, as a wave of fatigue washed over him.
"This body now..."
In his reflection, Luo Chen also fell into a deep sleep.
...
Footsteps sounded beside his ears, followed by clanging noises.
Luo Chen felt the cover on his body being partially lifted, and he opened his eyes, meeting those clear eyes directly.
"You’re awake?"
"Mm."
"It rained ghost rain all night, so I’m going to check the fields. Otherwise, this year’s harvest might be in trouble. This afternoon, I have to work at the town’s Tobacco Workshop, so I won’t be back. It’s hot during the day, so don’t cover yourself too tightly. I’ll be back at night..."
Jing Lan murmured a few words, hesitated a little before leaving, and placed a rice ball where Luo Chen could easily reach it by turning his head.
"If you get hungry, just make do with it!"
After saying that, she put on a straw hat and hurried out with her tools.
The last thing Luo Chen heard was the sound of her locking the door.
Luo Chen stared blankly at the rice ball, his mind filled with plex thoughts.
He could roughly tell that the rice ball was probably her lunch. If he hadn’t woken up, it likely wouldn’t have been left for him, but now it was.
He withdrew his thoughts, silently mulling over the two words Jing Lan had mentioned before she left.
"Ghost rain?"
Was that chilling, bone-freezing night rain last night what people here referred to as ghost rain?
And that thunder that shook his Divine Perception, it was pletely different from any that he had felt before in the Mountain Sea Realm.
Moreover, according to Jing Lan, this place was called the "Great Destruction Realm", so what kind of place is this?
"Where exactly have I ended up?"
So many questions flooded his mind.
But ultimately, Luo Chen pressed them all down one by one.
This was not the time to ponder these questions; recovering his state was the most pressing task at hand.
As long as he could regain some strength, he would have enough power to protect himself. Then it would be much easier to explore the situation here.
But in practice, though it seemed simple, Luo Chen could only smile bitterly.
His vast Divine Perception seemed to have been sealed, pletely unusable.
And the once-mighty Qi Power he was most proud of, not a trace remained.
Most importantly, his Primordial Spirit had collapsed!
The Primordial Spirit, prised of the Nascent Soul and Divine Soul, when it collapses, even a Divine Transformation Great Power would fall with it.
But that Qi Xia Emperor had used some special Doctrine to separate his Nascent Soul and Divine Soul. Then they sealed the Divine Soul and refined the Qi Power prising the Nascent Soul, and devoured them entirely.
"Such a ruthless method, such a venomous heart!"
Hatred flickered in Luo Chen’s eyes, but the despair from before was gone.
Even if his Realm fell to that of Mortals, leaving him unable to even mobilize his Divine Perception, this true Physique of his still existed.
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