We bobbed up and down on Cyanscale Sea for a dozen or so hours at least. Thankfully, when the storm had finally passed us by, we entered an astonishingly peaceful part of the sea where a bright, beautiful sun hung above us.[1]

I had entered light sleep mode while we were drifting toward Dragon Domain. Suddenly, I felt someone caressing the back of my head. When I looked up, I saw Murong Mingyue withdrawing her hand and smirking at me a bit. "What, you woke up already?"

I asked suspiciously, "What were you doing?"

"Taking care of you, of course!"

"And how were you taking care of me, exactly?"

"Like, has the sea rotted your dick yet?"

"Fuck you!"

I struggled a bit. The part of my body submerged inside the sea felt incredibly uncomfortable, sure. If there was one thing I was certain about though, it would be that my dick was perfectly intact.

Whoosh whoosh...

I planted the Chill of the Nine Provinces on one end of the plank. Then, I hung a priest cloak on it to use as a simple sail. It should help us get to the shore faster.

"Seriously though, are you really okay?" Murong Mingyue asked a...