Hao Ren watched Han Lingshi face the tribulation silently. The process did not last long, and just as he predicted, the last bolt of lightning did have a tint of gold to it. The young man waited for the clouds to recede and for the golden light of providence to descend upon them.
Only after Han Lingshi finished absorbing everything, did he stand up and appeared beside her with a cloak in his arms. He carefully draped the cloth around her and gently carried her back to the deck of the ship.
Han Lingshi leaned her head against his chest and said, "That was so agonizing."
Hao Ren rubbed her back and replied, "You did good, do not worry, in the future when you get stronger you will not find it agonizing but rewarding."
The lady nodded and said, "I want to sleep."
Hao Ren carried her in his arms and then led her inside the room on the vessel. He said, "Yin, take us to the western shores. The scenery there is nice."
