Yoon-Jae’s eyes twitched before he opened them. Looking around he saw that it was still night and they were flying through the Heat Zone.
Though his body was quite stiff for so reason.
Feeling sothing on his leg, he looked down to see that Sol was using his foot as a pillow.
Cultivators were far from humans, so normally they could go a few days without food or rest. However, there was a limit for each cultivation realm.
The only way around this was to transcend mortality and beco an Immortal.
Sol had hit his limit long ago since leaving the Hundred Plants and Herbs dinsion, but after what happened to Little Zeel his anxiety didn’t allow him to rest not even a little bit.
’But why do it on ?’
"Sol, get up."
Yoon-Jae shook his leg to wake up Sol, but Sol didn’t even flinch.
"Sol."
Yoon-Jae called again, but Sol rely groaned before shifting his head into a more comfortable position.
Yoon-Jae wanted to laugh.
Due to Sol shifting his head, his bangs had fallen in front of his face.
Yoon-Jae instinctively reached out to shift it, but...
"Ehem..."
Yoon-Jae’s hand paused in front of Sol’s face, and he turned to look at Mar-Dule.
Mar-Dule suddenly turned away when Yoon-Jae looked towards him.
Yoon-Jae frowned.
"Bastard, what are you thinking?"
"Huh? Did I say anything?"
Mar-Duke said defensively.
Yoon-Jae scowled at him before looking down and smacking Sol’s cheek lightly.
"Sol, get up!"
This finally woke up Sol. He suddenly sat up and looked around while releasing a yawn.
"Ah, Brother Yoon-Jae you finally woke up! I thought you were going to stay like that until we reached our destination."
Yoon-Jae frowned when he heard that, and he looked at the sun that was about to rise over the horizon as he asked.
"How many hours was I cultivating for?"
"Hours?"
Mar-Dule said while looking at Yoon-Jae skeptically.
"You weren’t cultivating for hours, the sun already rose and set. It’s the third night."
"Huh?!"
Yoon-Jae was getting up and he froze when he heard that.
Sol nodded as he grabbed a sleeping Abdu by the side to pet.
"Brother Yoon-Jae, we’ve already passed the first Heat Zone. You were still cultivating when we reached the Safe Zone, so we decided to leave you be. But even as we set off to the second Heat Zone and entered it, you were still cultivating. Now we’re about to exit it."
Yoon-Jae was surprised at that.
"I must have been cultivation-deprived. I’ve never cultivated for that long even when that devil forced to. Hm?"
Yoon-Jae suddenly glanced down and saw that he was only wearing the outer protective robe.
"Wah! Was I like this the entire ti? Where’s my clothes?!"
Mar-Dule who was busy stirring the boat from the back snorted.
"They were my clothes, and you destroyed them rember? Do you know how much they’re worth? You owe three thousand mid-grade Aether Stones!"
Yoon-Jae glared at him.
"Do you want the three thousand mid-grade Aether Stones or my fist?"
At the sa ti, Yoon-Jae hurriedly covered himself with the protective robe. Luckily it was large enough to be mistaken for a normal outer robe.
Sol seeing how embarrassed Yoon-Jae was acting, tilted his head. But then he smiled and said.
"Ah, Brother Yoon-Jae, you don’t have to be embarrassed. It’s really not that small."
"Pfft!"
Mar-Dule heard Sol and nearly choked on air. The boat then shook slightly as he almost lost control of it when he started laughing at the top of his lungs.
"Sol!"
Yoon-Jae face turned red as he glared at Sol.
Sol scratched his cheek.
It seems what Ushi had done before had scarred him.
"Haha, I didn’t an it in a bad way."
Sol said as he stood up and placed Abdu on his head. He also lifted his hood and covered Abdu so he could rest better.
Sol knew he wasn’t just sleeping, but was trying to repair his Heavenly Palace and heal his injuries.
After doing this, Sol turned to Yoon-Jae and said.
"Speaking of which, I’ve always been aning to ask Brother Yoon-Jae, but why do you have hair growing there, is that normal?"
Yoon-Jae’s upset expression suddenly froze, while Mar-Dule abruptly stopped laughing.
They both then turned to look at Sol.
Sol seeing this paused.
"Is it normal?"
"...Yes, yes it is."
Yoon-Jae answered after a beat when he realized Sol was genuinely asking.
"Really? Then why don’t I have any?"
Sol suddenly pulled his protective pants waist and looked down.
He chose to wear protective clothes since this Heat Zone was more dangerous than the one before. In here he could forget about trying to cultivate his fleshly body.
"You’re young so maybe that’s why."
Sol frowned at that.
"But you’re only a year older than , Brother Yoon-Jae."
"Well, so people mature faster than others."
"Are you calling immature?"
"Well, not in that sense."
"Then what about you, do you have hair down there too?"
Sol turned to look at Mar-Dule; he was slightly getting upset.
Mar-Dule suddenly stepped away from stirring the boat and walked over to pat Sol on his shoulder.
"Aye, don’t worry you’ll grow so when you’re older."
Sol swatted Mar-Dule’s hand away.
"But I’m the older one between the both of us."
"Only by a few weeks."
This irked Sol a bit, but more so he was starting to get a bit worried.
Maybe not because he found out he was a late bloor, but because he realized the training he did with his Master might have hindered his growth sowhat.
At first, he thought it was fine since he previously looked older for his age, and after compressing his bones along with his body, it had been corrected. But maybe that’s just how he was supposed to be, and instead the ’correction’ his training did resulted in so side effects.
’This won’t affect in the future, right? If it would interfere with my cultivation I’m sure Master wouldn’t have used such a training thod.’
Seeing Sol’s worried expression, Mar-Dule tried to comfort him.
"Look Sol, you don’t have to let this worry you. It doesn’t make you less of a man."
Sol ca out of his thoughts and turned to Mar-Dule to say.
"I’m not worried, and why do you sound so proud? I think it’s weird to grow hair down there so I prefer I didn’t."
To Mar-Dule and Yoon-Jae, Sol was sounding extrely salty.
At this ti, the sun’s rays shone from over the horizon, lighting up the dark sky and chasing away the night.
It was right on schedule as they left the Heat Zone soti after.
"We’ll soon reach my Tribe."
Mar-Dule then turned to Sol and said.
"Okay, I’m going to explain how you can get the Hellfire Grass from my older sister."
"I can’t just ask for it in exchange for Aether Stones?"
Mar-Dule shook his head.
"We don’t use Aether Stones, it’s too complicated. If you want sothing you simply have to trade it for sothing of equal value or sothing the person wants. If you don’t have anything to trade then you just need to take it by force!"
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