Chapter 118: Third Madam Battles the Water Wraith

The Ma family did not pay much attention to the fact that Master Qian had returned from his trip with a delicate young girl in tow.

They were now entirely dependent on Master Qian to save their lives, so they hardly cared about adding another set of bowls and chopsticks to the table. After a brief introduction, they left an empty seat beside Qian Sanniang.

The two took their places. While the others were busy, Qian Sanniang recounted everything regarding the stone coffin and Qian Xiaoyun.

Just as Bai Xian...

Following my polite smile, Yu Minghui’s brows furrowed. His lips twitched slightly, and he stared at me with intense focus.

As our eyes met, it was as if a thunderbolt had struck the earth. All the nearby players from Fuso felt the intense, magnetic sparks of affection erupting between the two of us.

Ning Jianyan said nothing more. After a long while, when Qi Anluo looked up, she found Ning Jianyan watching her with a half-smile, his lips curled in faint mockery.

Upon receiving Gao Lingyun’s response, Xu Zuoyan actually felt a sense of calm wash over him.

"What? Are you afraid? Mo Mo noticed something was wrong; look at how strong she is," Hu Lan mercilessly mocked Chen Hao.

Cao Ruoxi felt a surge of excitement deep down, but then a wave of worry followed. Jingdan was, to put it bluntly, a bit emotionally dense. Ruan Ancheng, on the other hand, seemed like the cold, domineering CEO type. She wondered if the girl could handle him.

But no matter what he said, the crowd remained silent, staring at him with earnest gazes.

And as for Nami, had the spell she began charging after Sanji took over her position been anything out of the ordinary?

After speaking, Xiang Chen picked up Xiang Fan from the ground, pulled out a rope, and took the elevator downstairs with the boy in his arms.

"Tang, let’s skip the tests and have the protagonist make his entrance!" Arthur laughed heartily from the front of the crowd from Yuejia City.

But now that the true self had returned, he had not grown weaker; instead, he was at the zenith of his power. This naturally triggered a resonance within the Supreme Bone—a mysterious and profound phenomenon that could not be explained in a few words.

Shi Yao responded with a nod and swallowed a petal of the Time Flower. Only then did she feel the medicinal effects within her body gradually dissipate, leaving her feeling much clearer-headed.

Zhao Lan had never fired a gun before. She had not expected the recoil of the revolver to be so powerful. The moment the bullet left the chamber, she felt as if her thumb web had been struck by a heavy blow; it nearly tore, and in her pain, the pistol flew from her hand.

After all, the person who developed these foods was Qiuqiu herself, a native of the All-Saint Continent and not a transmigrator like Zhao Yiyang. When Zhao Yiyang provided new ideas, they were refined through Qiuqiu’s hands into foods with the familiar, distinct characteristics of the All-Saint Continent.

"Shh! Quiet! Don’t talk nonsense." Lin Menghan pressed her fingertips to her lips. Chen Jie’s endless questions felt like they were ruining the fashionable atmosphere of the place.

However, as the sorrowful Lu Chenxing heard this note of relief, the grief in his heart grew even more intense.

Setting aside his personality, every time I saw him looking grim and humorless, I would briefly wonder if Huang Zhongtian was actually a robot devoid of emotion.

The rising sun brought light and heat back to the world once more, just like countless dawns before it—day after day, in an endless cycle.

The moment his spiritual sense penetrated inside, a fierce, raging fire surged toward him, incinerating that sliver of his consciousness completely in a single instant.

Because the Senate Chamber in Thurii had not yet been repaired, the meeting was held in Amendolara, just like the last one, to ensure secrecy. Thus, early in the morning, the carriage drivers like Sorikos transported the noble senators to the city of Amendolara.

Ling Duyi had never expected that a single word of his would put Wang Dashan in such a predicament. After returning to Zizhu Peak, he decided not to go back to the main world. Since he was to head to the High Heaven Palace with Zhao Gongming the next day, he chose to stay there for the night.