Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 1415

Lilly's cheeks were flushed, and she was still filled with excitement.

She had mastered the manipulation of time and space.

Not only could she instantly travel to the Palace of Emperor Prosper, but she could also freeze time. It had only taken her half a minute to gather the free-range chickens and mushrooms and return, right?

This was much more convenient than the "elevator!"

In the past, the "elevator" determined the distance of a teleportation formation. She "teleported" by continuously constructing short-distance "elevators," which was troublesome and drained her spiritual energy.

But teleportation with the spatial order was different. It was true teleportation. With just a thought, she could appear wherever she desired. As long as she had been to that place before, there was nowhere she couldn't reach.

Seeing Lilly's immense power, Bettany felt completely at ease.

If her granddaughter possessed such power, nothing could defeat her.

Bettany happily asked Blake to bring the pile of things into the kitchen. Hugh followed along, walking behind her with his hands behind his back.

However, the more he helped, the worse things got.

With a roll of her eyes, Bettany asked, "What do you want?"

Hugh smiled, "Aren't you worried anymore?"

Bettany explained, "Lilly is already at the pinnacle of spiritualism. What is there to worry about?"

Hugh nodded in approval. "That's right. Then you are a fairy grandmother."

This statement had a double meaning, praising Lilly and calling her a fairy.

Meanwhile, Blake stood silently to the side. Can you guys not see me? I'm still here.

Unlike the comfort Bettany and Hugh felt, Blake felt intense uneasiness.

The more powerful his daughter became, the more challenging the Test of Thunder would be.

In addition, the last Test of Thunder involved breaking through the shackles and defying the Manifestation of God's will.

Blake was still uncertain even after the Five Emperors of the Underworld had bestowed their great fortune upon her in this lifetime. Could she succeed? Would that be too much pressure for her? How could he assist her?

On New Year's Eve, every household would start cooking early, especially large families like the Crawford family. Margaret and the others had been busy since morning.

With the addition of several spontaneous "special dishes," it would probably be around 3.00 p.m. before they could have their New Year's Eve dinner. Everyone arrived early this year, so they didn't have to wait until evening.

When Quinnie entered the house, she caught a whiff of an extraordinary fragrance. Compared to the smell of fish and meat in every household, this fragrance had an indescribable allure.

By Christmas every year, they would grow tired of eating everything, especially meat. They were so sick of it that they wanted to run away at the sight of it and only wanted to have some vegetables.

"What dish is that? It smells so good," Quinnie curiously asked.

Lilly rushed to the door to greet her, "Aunt Quinnie."

Quinnie still wasn't used to being called "Aunt Quinnie," and her most memorable memory of Lilly was when she used to call her "Quinnie."

"Oh my, you've grown, Lilly." Quinnie couldn't help but feel delighted. "I haven't seen much of you in these past few years, so I'm not used to you calling me Aunt Quinnie."

Grace peeked her head out from behind and greeted everyone one by one. "Hello, Old Mr. Crawford, everyone."

Tilting her head, Lilly exclaimed, "Grace. Why haven't you taken office yet? Grandma has been waiting so long that her hair has turned white."