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Chapter 589 You call this a lake?
Perhaps because he could make his own decisions, Chen Xuan seemed very excited today. He got up early in the morning and practiced his martial arts according to the method taught by Feng Xue. After having breakfast, he couldn't wait to get on his motorcycle and head south.

"Even if the area is sparsely populated, it's a bit absurd that we haven't seen a single person along the way."

With both hands gripping the handlebars, Chen Xuan kept glancing at the compass while muttering to himself.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xue pulled the car closer, looking speechless, and said:

"Have you forgotten what happened last night?"

"How could I forget?" Chen Xuan rolled his eyes. Yesterday's experience had surpassed the giant cockroach with piercing eyes and white forehead that jumped out of the scrap yard in his mind, becoming the biggest psychological shadow in his unlucky life of more than ten years.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xue grinned and said:

"Since you haven't forgotten, why do you think anyone would settle in a place where corpse demons and witches roam? It's a frozen wasteland with no arable land, and witches live in the desolate mountains. If you were in that situation, would you want to live here?"

"Um...it doesn't seem wrong?" Chen Xuan thought for a moment and realized that this was probably the most human-like statement Feng Xue had made in the past few days.

Shaking his head, filled with longing for the world, he twisted the accelerator and set off again, until…

"What...what the hell is this?!"

Chen Xuan pointed to the boundless, gently rippling gray-blue waters before him, and his entire body emitted a trembling frequency that he had never reached, even in the freezing cold.

A slightly warm breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, swept over me. Waves gently lapped against the rocks covering the shore, making a soft, splashing sound. The water was so vast that the opposite bank was completely invisible. And this thing... it's...

“A lake!” Feng Xue said without changing her expression, her tone as matter-of-fact as stating 1+1=2. “What’s the fuss about? Haven’t you ever seen a bigger lake?”

"A lake? You're telling me this thing is a lake?!" Chen Xuan almost jumped up, but adhering to the principle that practice makes perfect, he bent down, scooped up a handful of water, and brought it to his lips...

"Pfft!" He spat out the extremely salty liquid, making "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey" sounds as he angrily exclaimed, "Salty! This is clearly seawater! Seriously, where is there a sea on the Tibetan Plateau?!"

Feng Xue crossed her arms, tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying confidently, "Look at your limited knowledge! You probably don't know that three percent of the country's population eats lake salt! And don't think that's a small number; that's in the millions! Lakes like Qinghai, Namtso, and Chaka Salt Lake...aren't they all famous saltwater lakes? Tsk tsk, ignorance is truly terrifying!"

"No..." At this moment, he felt his blood pressure soaring, his head buzzing, and he finally couldn't help but say:
"Didn't you say it was Gansu before? Who goes all the way south from Gansu to Qinghai Lake?! This really is Qinghai, isn't it?!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Qinghai, Qinghai, okay? I led you the wrong way, okay? You're right, so should we take a detour or just row a boat?" Feng Xue admitted her mistake perfunctorily, but Chen Xuan became even more confident in his judgment—

"Sure enough, I accidentally ended up in Tibet, which is why it was so cold and there were so many demons and monsters!"

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan couldn't help but open Feng Xue's relatively detailed world map again, comparing it with Qinghai Lake and the scale...

"Qinghai Lake seems to be over 4,000 square kilometers in area, that's huge! No wonder it seems to stretch as far as the eye can see! The detours must be so difficult. As for the boats..."

Chen Xuan hesitated for a moment before saying:

Do we have a boat?

"What are you saying? Have you forgotten how the motorcycle came to be?" As Feng Xue spoke, she pointed her finger, and the two motorcycles suddenly melted and mixed together. Then, some gravel and rocks from the roadside were added, and in no time, a motorboat was formed. "Your magic is too omnipotent!" Chen Xuan stared wide-eyed at Feng Xue's hands as she crafted the motorboat, his previously wavering resolve suddenly hardening!

If he can survive this ordeal, his destiny will be that of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha! We've already reached Qinghai, which means we're at least one-sixth of the journey to the West. At this rate, it should be over in a month or two at most!
Can't you just grit your teeth and get through this?!

"Then let's cross the lake!" Chen Xuan gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, immediately jumping onto the motorboat. Seeing the kid cheer up again, Feng Xue chuckled inwardly, but also boarded the boat, and sped off towards the other side of the lake... ah, I mean, the sea, while saying as she drove:

"Hey, you're leading the way now, so keep an eye on the compass! Don't blame me for going astray later!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan rolled his eyes and said:

"I've been watching the whole time!"

"Alright then!" Feng Xue didn't waste any more words and simply kept steering the boat...

"well……"

Suddenly, Chen Xuan rubbed his eyes hard and made a tentative sound in a strange tone.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xue immediately replied, bewildered:

"What's wrong?"

"Hey, are there seagulls in Qinghai Lake?" Chen Xuan pointed to the white seabirds in the distance. Feng Xue glanced at them and said speechlessly:

“You’re so uncultured, I don’t believe it. Seagulls are migratory birds. They’re called seagulls because they’re mostly found at sea, but they can be found everywhere, not just lakes, but also marshes, ponds, rivers, streams, and even mossy areas. Qinghai Lake is a major habitat for seagulls, and they come here to breed every year from April to August! (Note ①)”

"Ah, really?"

"Really!" Although Feng Xue had told countless lies along the way, she didn't lie this time. Well, regardless of whether this is Qinghai Lake or not, just tell me if there are seagulls at Qinghai Lake!

……

"Wow!" As the jet ski docked again, Chen Xuan rushed ashore and immediately started vomiting. Of course, it wasn't that he didn't want to vomit in the sea (oops, it's a lake!), but in an environment where a big wave could knock you away at any moment, there was no time to open his mouth!

"Qinghai Lake is so huge! And these waves! Ugh!"

Chen Xuan vomited and let out a mournful cry, while Feng Xue sighed:
"You're so naive! This is nothing! When you see the real ocean, you'll be vomiting to death!"

"Don't worry, I will never go near the sea in my life!" Chen Xuan shouted as if making a vow, but then his eyes lit up.

The terrain along the shore is flat, with rolling hills and dense forests visible in the distance. More importantly, the climate here is noticeably warmer; at least the snow has disappeared. As for the slight chill, it's nothing compared to the previous icy landscape.

"Phew!" Chen Xuan let out a long sigh of relief, took out his water glass to rinse his mouth of stomach acid and bile, and instead of riding his motorcycle, he started running.

After drifting on the boat for a long time, he suddenly felt a strong urge to measure the solid ground beneath his feet. Wait... what's that sound like horses' hooves?!
(End of this chapter)