"Actually, sea turtle soup doesn't taste good. Let's use some other seafood for the soup," Onion Lady said—she was especially close to Senior Turtle, so she began speaking up for him.
Some other seafood?
At those words, everyone present, sword included, immediately turned their gazes toward White Dragon Sister.
"Hehe." White Dragon Sister smiled gently. "White dragon soup is indeed quite good."
White Dragon Sister didn't seem angry at all. She had an exceptionally good temper.
If he hadn't heard today that the Golden Dragon Progenitor had punched Song Blockhead all the way from the eastern end of the Heavenly Court to its western end, Song Shuhang might have seized the chance to crack another joke.
But now, his powerful survival instinct told him that one more wisecrack might mean death. Not everyone could afford to shed tears the size of beans.
"I wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare." Song Shuhang shook his head frantically—and with White Dragon Sister's strength, who could possibly make soup out of her? At most, they would probably get a pot of her bathwater.
Passing through the Space Gate Senior Turtle had opened, Song Shuhang and the others returned to Medicine Master's Building in Jiangnan University Town.
Everyone landed on their feet.
Song Shuhang said, "Right, speaking of spirit stones, I suddenly remembered something."
"What is it? Do you need spirit stones?" Su Clan's Sixteen asked in puzzlement.
"No... after treating batch after batch of patients for Fairy Azure Luan yesterday, I actually forgot to charge her." Song Shuhang pressed his right hand to his chest, utterly devastated.
Yesterday, he had been so focused on asking Fairy Azure Luan about the Sacred Ape Dragon Force Divine Art that once the Core World had eaten its fill, he had said goodbye to her.
As a result,