Chapter 53: Yating, the Light Elemental Spirit Who Eagerly Offered Herself for a Contract

Fengxiu walked into the Holy City Hotel, stepped onto the second-floor staircase, and saw Aobao standing guard like a door guardian at the entrance of the private dining room.

Glancing at his good-for-nothing son, he said indifferently, "All right, wipe that miserable look off your face. I am not some fierce and terrifying fiend, nor do I have the leisure to settle old scores with you. Traveling across the mainland with Yueye and broadening your horizons is a good thing after all."

Seeing his imperial father relent, the heart that Aobao had been holding suspended in mid-air finally settled back down.

Yet little did he know, he...

"Dugu Yingcheng, stop playing the ghost and acting all mysterious! Do you dare claim that you were not the one who poisoned this official?" Dugu Yingcheng possessed a resounding reputation far and wide, and Lu Yan firmly believed he must be a man of integrity who dared to take responsibility for his own actions.

With the first haul of the net, two large prawns were caught, each over three inches long. Holding the lively, jumping prawns in his hand, Gu Tian顺 watched as Dong Jian cast the fishing net into the sea once again.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my lips, and I hurriedly let go. Su Duoduo pushed me away in a single motion, and the very next second, that blinding glare illuminated the space once more, making it somewhat difficult for me to keep my eyes open.

"Yesterday, the sales of the two of you's EPs reached over two million in a single day, and pre-orders hit three million. Truly astonishing figures," Oprah remarked without excessive formalities, immediately steering the conversation toward their newly released EP.

His gaze shifted toward the bedroom. The bedroom door stood wide open, yet Miaoyaxuan was nowhere to be seen. It seemed that, knowing Dong Jian possessed perspective vision, Miaoyaxuan must have hidden behind the wall.

Perhaps a major skirmish would only break out upon reaching level six. After all, compared to the minor tempo change at level two, the power spike at level six represented a massive shift in the rhythm of the game.

With a flick of his finger, Ye Jin unleashed an arc of returning wind force onto the snow-covered ground. A cluster of snowflakes suddenly whirled up, and driven by true qi, it condensed into a large snowball in the blink of an eye.

"Uncle, I understand all of that. I simply hope that Uncle will grant me this opportunity," Liu Yihan said with a meaningful tone. With a somewhat flustered mind, Lin Yoona thought, *I understand now; then, Yihan-xi, I will leave everything in your hands,* Lin's father said very sincerely.

Upon finishing the incantation, a magic circle inside the tool kit lit up, and several tools flew out toward the blade bracers, beginning to hammer and tinker away.

Having returned to the base camp of the Ship-Girl world, Xu Yu organized his items, double-checked his inventory, and greeted Lexington.

Beside them, both Liu Ye and Su Cheng wore wry smiles, each leaning in close to whisper words of persuasion into the ears of Xiao Yang and Jin Sheng.

Hearing this, a thought flashed through Fang Ziming's mind: could something momentous have transpired within the imperial palace?

Spotting a brightly colored, pinned thread at the top, Xu Yu clicked straight into it. Since the extreme crusade was about to begin—and being the first-ever ranking battle—the rewards were extraordinarily generous. Securing a high ranking would undoubtedly make Xu Yu's time in the Hundred Ghost Fog Forest much easier.

Ever since their reunion, the desire to win back Lan Xin's heart had never once wavered. Moreover, amplified by the emotional depth of their past life, that determination to keep her by his side forever grew only more unshakeable.

Scathach's voice echoed from the air above, making it clear that their side was fully prepared. Xu Yu shook his head to snap out of his daze.

"No, no, I was at fault as well. My apologies," He Feng immediately reached out to shake their hands as he spoke.

"However, the Germans will not go all out to support the Americans; after all, they still have to keep an eye on us," Thomas said thoughtfully.

A tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her entire body. Murong Qiushui took a flustered step backward, instinctively retracting her fingers.

Xu Nan originally had no intention of paying any attention to Feng Tian's dim-witted antics, yet the latter insisted on throwing herself right at her doorstep.

As for the third sibling, Lu Nansen, he was a mischievous imp through and through—clever and full of spirit. At thirteen years old, he had just entered his first year of junior high.

Because the turmoil in the Northern Sea had given rise to the Undead race and various ancient racial factions that had never been seen before.