Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Ye Chen put down his backpack and reached out to shake her hand.

"Hello, I'm Ye Chen!"

However, Su Rou did not let go.

She tilted her head, her bright eyes sweeping over Ye Chen's face, the curve of her lips widening.

"Are you the top spender on LVDragon who gifted me several 'Carnival' songs?"

Ye Chen: "..."

He did indeed swipe on Green Voice.

Young people, with a little spare money, like to tip recklessly.

Han Meng's video style is very hardcore, without any fancy special effects or editing; it simply records the process of each adventure in a down-to-earth manner.

Authentic, professional, and unpretentious.

Ye Chen immediately felt that this was the person he was looking for.

The gifts he sent were mainly to attract Han Meng's attention so that he could contact him via private message.

As for whose account the money was given to...

To be honest, he didn't really pay much attention at the time.

"So it really was you~~"

Su Rou finally released her grip, but her eyes remained fixed on Ye Chen, gleaming with the light of someone scrutinizing their prey.

"I thought the people who send gifts were all greasy middle-aged men, but I didn't expect the top donor to be so young and quite handsome."

Han Meng coughed lightly from the side, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around. Everyone's here, let's get ready to go!"

Zhao Yan pushed up his glasses, opened the car door expressionlessly, and got into the driver's seat.

Han Meng opened the passenger door, glanced back at Ye Chen and Su Rou, and said, "You two sit in the back!"

Without saying a word, Su Rou opened the car door and got in. Then she patted the seat next to her and winked at Ye Chen.

"Big Brother, come sit here."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, and without any hesitation, threw his backpack into the trunk and plopped down inside.

The car door closed, the SUV started, and the engine let out a deep roar, like a wild beast being awakened.

......

The car bumped along the rugged mountain road for a whole day.

From paved roads to gravel roads, and from gravel roads to no roads at all.

Han Meng sat in the passenger seat, holding a military map in his hand, pointing in a direction from time to time, and uttering a few terms that Ye Chen didn't quite understand.

Zhao Yan continued driving with a blank expression, his eyes, hidden behind black-rimmed glasses, sharp as an eagle's, accurately identifying every passable path in the complex terrain.

Ye Chen leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed, seemingly resting, but in reality, his consciousness had sunk into his body.

Infinite Devouring.

He gradually came to appreciate the wonders of this talent after entering the Kunlun Mountains.

The further west you go, the closer you get to the Kunlun Mountains, the higher the concentration of vital energy in the world becomes, at a rate visible to the naked eye.

At first, it was just a faint wisp, like a dandelion seed drifting in the wind; you could reach out and grab it but couldn't catch anything.

But as the car continued to go deeper, those wisps of essence gradually gathered into a trickle, surging in from all directions, seeping into his limbs and bones through his skin and pores.

No need for exercise or guidance.

The Devouring Talent operates on its own, like a bottomless pit that never gets enough, greedily absorbing every wisp of essence between heaven and earth.

Ye Chen could clearly feel the essence flowing into his body surging and converging in his meridians, eventually transforming into a warm and gentle force that slowly seeped into his body and settled down.

The sea of ​​suffering, which had only developed a crack during previous cultivation, was now expanding at a visible speed.

The gaps widened, the edges thinned, and more and more of the crystalline corners of the Wheel of Life beneath were revealed.

almost.

Almost there.

Ye Chen frowned slightly.

He could sense that the opening of the sea of ​​suffering had reached a critical point, like a door that had been tightly closed for millions of years, which had been pushed open with the last crack.

Just one more step forward, just a little more strength, and this door will burst open.

But this is a step I just can't take.

It's like looking through a thin sheet of paper; you can clearly see the light on the other side, but you can't seem to break through it with your fingers.

……

At a temporary rest camp.

"Brother Chen."

Su Rou's voice came from beside her, tinged with curiosity, "Are you... meditating?"

Ye Chen opened his eyes and found that he had somehow ended up sitting cross-legged with his hands on his knees, palms facing upwards.

The standard meditation posture.

"Oh, I was just meditating."

He said without batting an eye, "I've been under a lot of pressure lately and need to relax!"

Su Rou blinked, a sly glint flashing in her bright eyes.

"meditation?"

She suddenly leaned closer, her body tilting forward until she was almost pressed against Ye Chen.

The black, tight-fitting, quick-drying shirt gleamed slightly in the dim light of the carriage, outlining a breathtaking curve that seemed almost within reach.

"Brother Chen, you wouldn't happen to be... a cultivator, would you?"

Her voice was very low, with a faint hint of amusement, like the whisper of a cat that has spotted its prey.

Ye Chen turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on her face.

The distance between them was no more than a fist's width. He could see the almost invisible freckle on the bridge of her nose and smell the faint scent of wildflowers on her body.

"A cultivator?"

He raised an eyebrow, his tone somewhat nonchalant, "You've been reading too many novels."

"I didn't watch much."

Su Rou tilted her head, the corners of her mouth curving wider and wider. "I read a novel where the protagonist was just like you, running off to the deep mountains and forests to meditate and cultivate, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then..."

She suddenly stopped, her bright eyes staring straight into Ye Chen's eyes, his face reflected in her pupils.

"And then what?"

Ye Chen asked calmly.

"Then……"

Su Rou leaned forward, her lips almost touching his ear, her warm breath spraying onto his earlobe with a hint of teasing.

"Then he ascended to heaven~~"

Ye Chen remained silent for half a second.

He immediately raised his hand and pinched Su Rou's chin.

Su Rou's body stiffened slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a brighter light.

Her chin was smooth, with skin as delicate as cream. You could feel the outline of the bones beneath with your fingers. It was slightly rough to the touch, but not unpleasant.

"Su Rou".

Ye Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an indescribable meaning, like a mountain breeze that seemed gentle but actually carried immense power.

"Um?"

Su Rou blinked, her eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings.

"You guessed right."

Ye Chen used a little force to turn her face towards him, further reducing the distance between them until their noses were almost touching.

"I am the legendary cultivator!"

Su Rou's pupils dilated slightly, and the smile on her lips froze for a moment.

Ye Chen didn't give her time to react.

He bent down and pressed down.