Glazed Chamber of Commerce Ning Rongrong

Su Yan now stood on the ninth step, feeling the waterfall crashing down on him, murmuring, "Understand water."

"Water, the source of life."

"Water, formless and shapeless."

"Water, can become all things."

"Water, can pierce rock."

He watched the water flow through his fingers, grasping at it, but catching nothing.

He clenched his fists again, deliberately punching out, yet the water felt as hard as iron.

Su Yan closed his eyes, regulated his breath for a moment, then leaped, landing on the rock of the tenth step. Instantly, the pressure on his body multiplied, as if weighing ten thousand tons.

All around him, the roar of water crashing against rock thundered, streams running down his cheeks. A wave of soul power abruptly burst outward.

Su Yan had broken through to level 18!

"Su Yan, you did it!" Tang Chi shouted excitedly, "And a double yolk at that!"

A trace of wild joy tinged Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.

Suddenly, two golden flashes of lightning streaked by. Pikachu was overjoyed: "Pika, pika~"

Yin Fang waved his hands: "Yan God, feast tonight!"

Xue Ke scribbled furiously, recording this historic moment.

Bibi Dong crossed her arms, nodding in satisfaction.

Still bathed in the waterfall, Su Yan sat cross-legged, savoring the water scouring every inch of his body.

Time slipped by unnoticed.

Su Yan had reached his limit, falling into the river, a thrilled smile still on his lips.

After a round of drying off, he walked to the riverbank.

His brothers all stood by the river, staring blankly at the opposite side.

"Hey, feast tonight!" Su Yan bumped Tang Chi's shoulder, earning a roll of the latter's eyes.

"Talk about the feast later. Look across."

Su Yan lifted his gaze, his pupils trembling in shock: "One, two, three... ten, eleven! Zhuqing is actually on the eleventh step!"

His face was a mix of excitement and delight, along with a hint of confusion: "Master, I'm an assault-type Soul Master, my body is tougher than Zhuqing's. I barely made it through the tenth step. How did Zhuqing manage?"

Bibi Dong crouched down, pointing at the girl under the waterfall: "Xiao Yan, look closely at Zhuqing. Do you notice anything different?"

Su Yan squinted, staring for a long time: "Zhuqing... I can't seem to see her clearly. Is it the waterfall?"

"It's because Zhuqing has merged with the water." Bibi Dong turned her head to look at Su Yan. "Xiao Yan, you're used to relying on brute force to endure. Zhuqing resonates with the waterfall—she's a part of it."

"I see." Su Yan understood, his gaze toward Zhu Zhuqing growing fervent.

Truly worthy of someone destined to become a god—her talent was undeniable.

When Zhu Zhuqing collapsed into the water, exhausted, thunderous applause erupted from the shore.

As expected, the evening feast was the little magic table's dinner.

Everyone sat down and dug in heartily.

"Zhuqing, you're amazing!" Su Yan looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside him, his eyes curving with undisguised joy.

"Thank you, Yan-ge. Just luck," Zhu Zhuqing said, a rare faint smile on her face, her cheeks seeming to flush slightly in the firelight.

Xue Ke lifted her head, her expression serious: "It's not luck! Teacher said you're the first among all the kids training to reach this level!"

Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes flickered. The first, after all.

Su Yan glanced around. Everyone who had undergone this training was here. The title was well-deserved.

As the children buried themselves in their food, Bibi Dong picked up a plate of deep-fried dishes and set it aside, muttering with mock gravity: "These, I'll save for later."

Just then, a purple-black wormhole tore open in the void. Bone Douluo Gu Rong appeared behind Bibi Dong, accompanied by a lavishly dressed girl.

"Your Highness the Saint, I've brought Rongrong," Bone Douluo said. As he finished, the little girl beside him lunged forward.

"Sister Dong'er, you never come play with me!" The little girl's face was full of grievance, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.

Bibi Dong rubbed Ning Rongrong's head and said, "Sister Dong'er has been busy lately."

"I've heard all about it, Sister Dong'er—your bet with the Palace Master." Ning Rongrong wiped away her tears. "Don't worry, Sister Dong'er. I'm here to help you win!"

Bibi Dong paused, then suddenly laughed: "Rongrong has grown up. There's no rush for that. First, sit down and eat. Bone Douluo, please have a seat."

Ning Rongrong pounced onto the table's edge. The enticing aroma of the food was far better than what her family's chef made.

"Thank you for the hospitality." Bone Douluo bowed slightly, took off his suit jacket, and joined the table. After just one bite, his eyes lit up. "Business opportunity!"

Across from them.

Tang Chi nudged Su Yan's elbow and asked, "Su Yan, who's that over there?"

"Who?" Su Yan looked up blankly, seeing an old man and a little girl he didn't recognize. He shook his head. "No idea. Probably a friend of Master's."

Yin Fang suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Stop discussing that. The person over there has quite the background."

"What do you mean?" Su Yan asked as the three of them huddled closer.

"That girl's clothes are made from Heavenly Dream Silkworm Silk, unique to the extreme cold regions. One meter of that silk costs ten thousand Gold Soul Coins."

"Look at the ribbon tying her hair—it's woven from Divine Star Wood vines, straight out of the Star Dou Great Forest. Just that little bit on her head is worth at least five thousand Gold Soul Coins."

"That string of pebbles on her wrist? Those are eggshells from Flame Crystal Lizards deep in the magma. One piece costs a thousand Gold Soul Coins. She's got at least eight on there—eight thousand."

"And that uncle next to her? That suit is definitely custom-made. No less than five thousand Gold Soul Coins."

"That's insane," Tang Chi sighed. He had never seen that much money in his entire life, and the food in front of him suddenly felt like cheap fare.

"This really opens my eyes. It's like they're wearing Gold Soul Coins," Su Yan shook his head. "Yin Fang, you sure know a lot."

Yin Fang's pupils contracted, then he tilted his head and let out an awkward laugh. "I've heard a thing or two here and there. Not much, not much."

Bone Douluo happened to glance over, his sharp eyes sweeping across the three boys.

The three of them instantly felt a chill run down their backs. They silently straightened up in their seats and focused all their attention on the delicious food before them.

The little girl hiding behind the tree nearby swallowed hard. Staring at the table full of delicacies, her unworthy tears flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"Why are there two more people now?" She pressed her lips tightly together, but in the end, she couldn't overcome her fear. She sniffed the aroma and forced herself to eat the dry rations in her hands.

Nightfall came completely.

Bibi Dong saw that the plate of fried food hadn't decreased at all, and her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Had she guessed wrong?

Until they had all finished eating, not a single piece of that fried food had been touched.

Bibi Dong packed everything away, leaving only that plate on the table, still giving off its tempting aroma.

Bone Douluo ate and drank his fill, left Ning Rongrong there, asked Bibi Dong about the chef, then vanished into a spatial rift.

Bibi Dong led the children back into the small house that had appeared in the clearing, but she herself stood under the starry sky.

She stood by the river, admiring the moon, hanging in the sky like a silver plate.

A rustling sound came from behind her.

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth lifted.

Biting the bait.

Before long, the plate of fried food had completely disappeared. Bibi Dong turned her head and instantly dashed toward the back of a tree.

Before she could feel pleased.

Behind the tree, there was no one. Only a few crumbs of fried food remained.

Bibi Dong extended eight spider legs, sensing the subtle differences in the vicinity.

"Strange. Where did it go?" Once again, Bibi Dong came up empty.

After she left, right behind that same tree, a little girl suddenly appeared, letting out a deep breath and patting her chest in fright.

Those spider legs had nearly grazed past her head.

"Just two inches away!"