Time quietly passed by.
Andrew and Barbara's cultivation stretched from day into night. It proved that the combat power of the Water Magic Lord, though calling it invincible would be an exaggeration, was truly formidable...
In the evening, another chaotic Fire Element cloud collided with the Anti-Air Array of the Royal Court and was torn apart, after which a snow cloud quietly drifted out from the continuous snow-capped mountains in the north. The Royal Court started snowing again, but this time it was not a heavy snow, but a gentle snowfall.
Andrew dried his hair and stepped out of the steaming bathroom.
He saw Barbara on the large bed in the room, already asleep with a slightly tired smile.
Andrew changed into pajamas quietly and squatted by the bed, gazing closely at Barbara's rosy, delicate face. At this moment, aside from a feeling of warmth and happiness, there was nothing else in Andrew's heart.
The "Fire God Mark" on the girl's forehead had already vanished.
