Waves crashed against the sky, shattered clouds blotting out the sun.
Qin Sheng and the others emerged from Sunrise Valley and returned to the vast ink-black Northern Sea, while the ancient island where the Fusang Divine Tree stood remained hidden.
This Immortal Tree had no intention of revealing itself at all.
"Seems like no one is here?" Yi Qingwu looked around.
"They can't see Sunrise Valley, so naturally they can't determine where we are. They're searching in all directions, but they're somewhere in these nearby waters..."
As Qin Sheng spoke, he looked toward Dongfang. "They're here."
"Who?" Yi Qingwu asked.
"My delivery order."
Yi Qingwu: "..."
After spending so much time together, Guanghan Fairy had realized that whenever Master of Eight Scenic Palace started talking nonsense, he truly had one ridiculous line after another.
As soon as Qin Sheng finished speaking, towering waves surged in from all directions. Powerful auras rose one after another, shaking the heavens.
"The Nether Flood Dragon Tribe, Demon Soul Clan, Flame Shrimp Clan, Golden-Backed Crab Clan... They are all powerful Northern Sea clans, especially the first two, which have Saint Weapons guarding their clans." Yi Qingwu's expression turned solemn as she readied herself.
"Dragon tendons, shark fins, crayfish, crabs... All excellent ingredients." Qin Sheng nodded in satisfaction.
Next came a seafood feast!
Yi Qingwu was truly speechless. Their ways of thinking felt far too different.
Was this really the time to discuss ingredients and cooking?
They had come to take their lives!
Couldn't he...
"Nannan wants to eat!"
Xiao Nannan's eyes sparkled. Qin Sheng's words had made her swallow her saliva.
...couldn't he hurry up and prepare the ingredients so she could cook for the child?
Yi Qingwu deeply understood one thing: no matter how hard things got, the child must never suffer.
If Xiao