Punish Him

Someone offered the new boss a suggestion, wondering if they could shift the trouble elsewhere, since the Ding family members were simply harboring a sense of grievance.

By this time, it was the year 2500 of the human calendar. Humanity had entered an era of ultra-high technology, and the smartphones and computers of the twenty-first century had long since become antiques, replaced entirely by electronic chips.

I looked toward the open space and saw a very thin, dark-skinned man of about thirty-five or thirty-six. He wore an ill-fitting, tattered Taoist robe, which heaven knows where he had scavenged.

I watched as the solid giant sword above Luxin's head descended instantly, striking Li Hen and all the powerful figures. The immense sword qi engulfed them all. When the sword qi dissipated, not even a trace of Li Hen and the others remained. They were blasted away by the sword qi until nothing was left, as if they had never existed at all.

However, Luxin was not too discouraged. He packed up the Ice Muscle Ointment and tallied the gold coins. Maintaining two hundred slaves was indeed extremely costly, but for the sake of Starlight, he had no other choice.

Although my magical powers had not yet fully recovered, I could first assess the situation. Even if I needed to use my magical power, it would only be in the later stages. Thinking of this, I got up. The time was still early, so I could try to go out and understand the situation.

For the sake of this Crystal Love trial, all thirty team leaders had each sacrificed 100 points of their reputation value, simply to consolidate the students' understanding of the rules, and more importantly, to stimulate the manifestation of the students' rule-bound powers.

However, becoming a dragon hunter was no easy task. To obtain a true dragon-hunting divine artifact, one had to win the artifact's recognition; otherwise, it was impossible to become a dragon hunter.

Yet, even if it wasn't built to the highest academic standards, it would still benefit the Martian War Academy. Since that was the case, why not make it convenient for the even more outstanding students?

And just like that, Jiang Ming walked and stopped along the way, pushing himself to his absolute limits before stopping to practice soul secret techniques right where he stood. Once his soul power reached saturation, he would continue on his journey.

The sect leader was constantly mindful of the feelings of his subordinates, and it was precisely for this reason that he won the support and respect of everyone in the Ming Sect.

Humans possess a trait known as a sense of team belonging. For the survivors of this group, Jiu'er and the other two had already become their enemies. Their gazes shifted from yesterday's indifference to today's shared hatred and outward solidarity—a united spirit that was truly admirable.

The whip coiled tightly around a rock on the opposite side. Alice was the first to run across, stepping on the whip, followed by Jingling and Maolin, with Fali bringing up the rear. Once they reached the other side and retrieved the whip, the group hurried upward. The higher they climbed, the higher the temperature became, and the group was clearly finding it hard to endure.

However, when he charged toward Lingfeng and was sent flying by a single punch from him, his face showed only terror, immediately followed by excruciating pain that contorted his features.

Her stomach churned uncontrollably. Jiu'er moved slightly, but the binding vines seemed to have a mind of their own; the more she struggled, the tighter they wrapped around her, as if sinking into her flesh and refusing to stop until they crushed her.

"Both of you listen carefully and make sure you don't run around blindly. This place is extremely bizarre. If anything happens, I won't be able to save you," Guo Huai said with a stern expression.

"Regardless of whether you are Yu'er or not, tell me the way to leave the Boundless Purgatory. The illusion before my eyes cannot trap me," Guo Huai said with a gloomy face. Naturally, he had no idea that he had already arrived at the Nine Heavens Mansion, and that Yu'er and the others in front of him were all living people.

Wei Changfeng looked up and saw that it was Tong Haoran. Strangely enough, Tong Haoran's expression was extremely displeased, almost as if he were angry.

"We cannot start a fight. Although they are no match for us, Scorpion is merely a C-class assassin within Black Paradise. If he dies, he dies; it's no big deal."

Beneath the scab, pink flesh slowly grew out. Because the contrast with the surrounding pale skin was so stark, while it might not look as unsightly as a scar, it was equally abrupt and bizarre.

A yacht docked at the Zheshuai Pier. Ye Xiu stepped off the yacht, gazing at the bustling pier and listening to familiar languages, giving him a surreal feeling akin to being reborn.

Koji Miyamoto was not a man who trusted others easily. He always appeared extremely gentlemanly in public, but in reality, he was a deeply suspicious person.

For some reason, even Dehai, who had been enthusiastic just moments before, did not dare to accept it, swallowing hard as he stood off to the side.

After making the rounds, he had actually earned over a thousand. Some of the tourists were quite generous, handing over several hundred at a time with a single gesture.

Brother Ascension was completely bewildered. His true charm attribute, as high as 172 points, seemed completely fake as his summoned creatures were instantly slaughtered by the numerous tiger-eye bees.

It wasn't until the apocalypse arrived that he heard the [Rabbit Temple] had paid a heavy price to subdue the Red King and imprison him in secret.

Captain Moshui's words suddenly halted. As if sensing something, he broke out in a cold sweat, his face turning pale and his entire body trembling.

The bullet accurately hit the black fragment, producing a loud crash that sent Fang Yi staggering back several steps before falling to the ground.

Cai Xi's approach would not only waste a massive amount of financial resources, but it would also consume a tremendous amount of human labor.

"Why should we agree? That Ye Sen is simply no good." Just as Ye Xiu stepped into the courtyard, a wave of fragrance washed over him, and Jiu'er appeared before him.

"Mom, you go outside first. I have something to discuss with my eldest aunt." Li Jing'er was less than pleased to hear Cao Zhi call her "eldest aunt"—she did not consider herself old at all. She curled her lips, turned her back to Cao Zhi, and stared into the distance with deep eyes.