Chapter 46: Carry Him Away and Beat Him for Five Minutes

Damn!

Cao Mang hurriedly dodged, but the brat seemed to do it on purpose, grinning mischievously as he changed direction and continued to spray. The old woman paid no attention at all.

A slap rang out. Though it wasn’t forceful, the child tumbled into his own puddle and began to wail in pain.

The old woman panicked. “How dare you hit my grand…”

As if several days and nights had passed, Ming Yao’s trembling hands finally untied her bodice. In that instant, the sensation was overwhelming, as though something had been freed from its restraints.

Linglong dared not do anything but nod, terror-stricken and on the verge of tears. The man before her, naked as he was, had saved her more than once—was he really going to force her to repay him with her body tonight?

Yet, one’s own country is still one’s own. Some of the more patriotic folk simply couldn’t stomach Wu Dalang’s deprivation.

Within the cave, a voice echoed softly. Zhao Lang’s heart sank, for it was all too familiar—it was his brother Zhao Huan.

“Mm, go ahead.” Bai Shizhong spoke lightly, but inwardly, he was ecstatic. Thank heavens, there was finally something decent to eat. Please, just not those black pearls again.

Zhao Lang had wanted to invite Mr. Zhong Rongguang over for a meal, but early in the morning he found the house empty.

Instead, Han Yunjing’s companion, Yang Dingxiang, kept casting strange glances at Xiao Mingzhu, leaving Xiao Mingzhu utterly perplexed.

With spiritual awareness extended, one could sense things invisible to the naked eye. At the first layer of Qi Refinement, spiritual awareness could only cover a few inches around oneself. As cultivation advanced, so too would this range.

Under everyone’s gaze, he raised the turtle-shaped compass above his head, chanting incantations under his breath—“Beneath the heavens, reveal your power, Supreme One…”

Soon after, a colorfully dressed woman in her fifties squeezed in, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the cutting board piled with tender red fish.

Such a quantity would be difficult for the average person to shake loose; if stacked, it would only count for a single dice point.

For this reason, high-level mutants and fortunates had enormous appetites. Ordinary food could not satisfy them—they required higher-grade sustenance.

The two burly brothers mocked again, and then burst out laughing together.

But spiders were not so easily shaken. They surged after them like a tidal wave, hissing hungrily as if they hadn’t eaten in millennia. The rain poured relentlessly, but it could not halt the tens of thousands of slender legs searching for prey.

Zuo Fei simply liked clinging to Gu Bai, so after playing with Mingyue for just a short while, he eagerly pressed himself to Gu Bai’s side.

“A-Yang, I want some soy milk.” Jiang Nian turned to look at Su Junyang, all traces of previous arrogance gone—now obedient, innocent, and even a touch adorable.

An Heng firmly believed that once the space capsule hit the market, it would change the world, and the Space Capsule Corporation would become one of the planet’s largest enterprises.

“You really had the nerve to slap me? You little—” Brother Biao stared at Bullet Head in disbelief, roaring.

The current situation was beyond astonishing. Xin Lan had been defeated, nearly all the cultivators in Azure Dragon City had been wiped out, and Ye Ziming and the others were lightly wounded. Were it not for the arrival of the Celestial Dawn Sect…

Though not injured, Mu Xiaotian still went into seclusion for three months. Plenty happened during that time—the True Extreme Hall, unwilling to accept the loss of Nanni Island, launched several attacks, starting as soon as Mu Xiaotian began his retreat, hoping to reclaim the lost ground before Yingzhou could establish itself.

Because Xin Lan’s cultivation was weak, killing her would grant a spot. In that case, their side would have two spots, and Xin Lan’s side would be left with only Master Ziying, outnumbered and outmatched.