46. Punishment from Above

However... even before reaching the village, something felt amiss.
Faintly, the sound of her grandmother crying drifted through the air.
With a tightening in her chest, Jiang Ruo involuntarily quickened her pace.
"You beasts, let go of my granddaughter! You can have everything, just let my granddaughter go..."
"Old hag, say another word and I'll take your dog life! It's this little girl's blessing that we fancy her, far better than staying here with an old thing like you waiting to die..."

After handling state affairs for a few days, Liu Xie entered a state of seclusion. He could already sense that the threshold of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm was drawing closer and closer to him. A breakthrough could happen at any moment, and he needed to adjust his state to absolute perfection. In this Prehistoric Era where saints remained hidden, only a Great Luo Golden Immortal truly held the right to speak.

Even without anyone's blessings, as long as she could be with the person she loved, she would truly be content.
No matter how shrewd and formidable a person might usually be, once they plunge into love, they become utterly foolish and vulnerable to a single blow!

"What is he doing? Why is he using a card toward the sky?" Some spectators watched Li牧’s actions in confusion, only to see a beam of light shoot from Li Mu's card instrument straight into the air.
Furthermore, the covert agents Liu Xie had planted in Ji Province were now beginning to play their part. At least in terms of public opinion, it would be impossible for the aristocratic families to make the commoners willingly die for them as they used to.

She wanted to ignore Ye Zifan, but the surrounding whispers and giggles made Mai Zi wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Assistant coaches like Sammy Lee dismissed Shen Yang's opinions with utter disdain; they were incapable of assessing players' conditions, but Benitez fell into deep thought after listening.

"Whinny~" The Steppe Black made a low, mournful neigh, as if in response, or perhaps grieving for its master.
Over at the Hexagram Fortress, Claude personally took action to preserve the vitality of the acquired seeds. Seeds produced by a single tree also varied, differing wildly in quality. However, regardless of whether they were good or bad, Claude handled them personally and specifically dispatched warships to send them back to Xia City for processing.

Her Earth Spirit Sect naturally possessed such resources, but she could not deplete her own sect's reserves, so she intended to trade for them with other external forces.
The dinner banquet finally concluded a little past ten in the night. Tang Fengxiang announced that everyone could go KTV-ing together or find a place to drink, and he would cover the expenses. Yet, Peng Xiangming and Xu Jingwei still unanimously and politely declined, stating that they were exhausted and had drunk far too much, so they needed to go back and rest.

The crowd were no fools; at a single glance, they recognized the projection as that of a mainframe system—something found only in technologically advanced places.
Dapeng put forward another suggestion, showing that they had also made plenty of preparations; otherwise, it would have been impossible to think through things so thoroughly.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man, who looked like a significant figure at the bank; otherwise, he would not have dared to make such a bold claim.
With these groceries bought, it was too late to cook dinner, so they had to eat out and go grocery shopping at the supermarket afterward.
This was the sole Earth God Temple in Dali City. Long since abandoned, the dilapidated shrine still offered shelter from wind and rain, where a few disabled beggars curled up to sleep.

A compressed cloud of purple lightning and thunder hovered above the blond youth. The next instant, a thunder dragon poked its massive head out from the thundercloud, cast an indifferent glance at the blond youth with its purple-lightning eyes, opened its bloody maw, and charged straight at him.

After finishing their meal, Young Master Xue and Shui Lianhua went to find the estate steward. The steward had told them yesterday to look for him right after breakfast.
Because those possessed masters, the spiritual essence of Chang'an City naturally belonged to the Fierce Ming Dynasty. If Yun Yizi wanted to draw upon that spiritual essence, he also needed to file a prior report.

Although the Great Ming still possessed energy weapons that could theoretically hit those top-tier martial artists, those experts were no fools either. They all possessed crisis intuition; before you even aimed at them, they might have already fled.