The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Chapter 354

Chapter 354

Madison waved her hand, and the iron chains snapped apart, causing the naked man to crash to the ground with a thud. His fall stirred up a cloud of dust.

She stepped closer, bent slightly, and brushed aside the long, dark hair covering the man's face.

Though she had already anticipated the answer, Madison's hand hesitated for a moment upon seeing the man's features.

"Raymond," she whispered softly, her voice barely above a breath.

She whispered his name softly before letting her hand drop, allowing the hair to fall back over his face.

The system chimed in, sounding uneasy, "Should we do something? He doesn't seem very friendly!"

Taking a deep breath, Madison replied, "He has a natural spiritual body. Malcolm found him and used his blood to replenish his spiritual energy. But why is someone from the other world here? Especially him."

need an immense amount of energy. At least, ordinary cultivators can't manage it. Even freshly ascended gods wouldn't be able to provide that kind of energy." Suddenly, the man on the

These weren't ordinary shackles; they

chest. Yet he appeared oblivious to his injuries. His amber eyes were clear and innocent as

over his emotions. His idle hand twitched

seen such an unblemished expression on the calculating man. It was as if two souls shared one guise. But this soul, body, and vibe-everything about

he had heard her thoughts, Raymond suddenly lifted his gaze and raised his hand. A surge of spiritual energy flowed from his fingertips into Madison's body. Frowning, Madison stepped closer, pinching his forehead with two fingers. "Didn't I tell you not to display your innate spiritual energy so freely? Do you want to be treated like a

She had her own principles. Her spiritual energy and cultivation came solely from her

down from his

caught sight of the Quellblade at her waist. His once clear gaze was now ignited with murderous intent. He lunged at Madison, attempting to

onto his forehead. "Now, this feels

turned crimson, fixated on the

sword. "If you still have your memories, you should know this is

called Quellblade," Raymond said, his

Madison replied, her gaze steady as she looked at

his gaze shifting from the Quellblade to