Chapter 48: Heaven Punishes the Wicked

Yu Ling had ordered spicy hot pot; she had loved spicy food since childhood and could not live without it.
The wine had been chilling in the refrigerator beforehand, and she chose her favorite Elderflower Temptation No. 7. The alcohol content was very low, not much like wine at all, but rather resembling the carbonated sodas sold at grocery stores during her childhood.
There was delicious food and fine wine, but it seemed something was still missing.
Yu Ling glanced at her tablet, watching variety shows for a long time, though she wasn't quite in the mood for them at the moment.
How about... checking Weibo?

"The Law of the Tenth Tier, the Ascetic Law consummated to the utmost—this is the Ancient God of our Ascetic Alliance in the days to come!" A Supreme Elder was overjoyed, his body trembling like a frail old man in the wind.
Seeing the family head walk out of the main hall, all the guests stood up instinctively, and Lin Hao and his two companions were no exception. However, looking at the people emerging from the main entrance, Lin Hao widened his eyes in astonishment, for among them was actually someone he knew.
In his mind, his fellow apprentice should have at least two or three hundred spirit stones on him, and casually pulling out a few spirit stones to play with was no big deal. Therefore, as far as he was concerned, if Wang Tianxu only wagered a few spirit stones, it lacked any credibility.

Meng Zhao squeezed these words out from between his teeth, then, regardless of whether it was discourteous, strode out through the back door of the main house. The matriarchs and maidservants coming and going through the inner courtyard suddenly felt utterly unfamiliar to him; he just wanted to find a deserted place to bury himself, to bury himself deep away.
The Taotie, one of the four great ominous beasts of antiquity, transformed into a hellish ghost and opened its bloody maw, taking a massive gulp inward. People, horses, and weapons—regardless of what they were—were all swallowed down into its belly! Its stomach was like a bottomless pit, and this paltry military force of the Barrens was far from enough for it to eat.
With a flash in his hand, a piece of gray refined iron appeared. True Immortal Chongxu placed the refined iron onto the tabletop, and the cultivators in the hall instantly changed their complexions. Following a dull thud like a giant boulder hitting the ground, the creaking sound of the table struggling to bear the weight immediately rang out.
If he were to mortgage his dignity and love for the sake of money, he would probably have no face left to live as a person in the future.
"Oh my." Just as everyone was stunned, that man suddenly let out another exclamation, and his gaze turned once again toward Hua Duanchen, the tenderness in his eyes growing even more palpable.

The spell technique competition took place right in the Wu family's plaza. On the day of the competition, the entire plaza was packed to capacity; those who came to watch the excitement, those who came to watch the match, and those who both competed and watched the spectacle were everywhere. Wu Qianda led a few people and sat inside a teahouse with the best view of the plaza, ostensibly to observe enemy intelligence, but in reality, to indulge in luxury and leisure.
"Hey, the captain is back." The brothers were overjoyed, passing the word along to one another, though everyone had already seen that Captain Luo had returned.
An existence that binds all living beings—since ancient times, no one has dared to defy the heavens, and anyone who opposes the heavens meets a miserable end.
Tie Luo's expression was incomparably shocked, his gaze pausing blankly for a moment as he found it impossible to understand how Cheng Wushuang had survived under that destructive bolt of lightning. And where on earth had this golden-armored beast before him popped out from?
She was unaccustomed to days without Gu Yuan; her world seemed to collapse in an instant, and she became lost within her own mind.
As for Shrimp XL battling the Dark Demon God, it happened to counter the latter's nether-yin Qi, holding a steady upper hand, yet unable to finish him off in a short time.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly realized that your strength has reached a point where you can stand on your own!" Lin Chu said.
He was an immortal spirit born of stone, possessing, to a certain extent, an otherworldly background similar to the Eternal Immortal Fire and the Moon Shadow Flame; he simply did not believe that a fellow who had risen from mortal flames could cause him to perish.
Lin Feiyu ignored the slovenly old Daoist priest and walked straight toward the rear of the Taiyuan Imprisoning God Palace. Entering this place, apart from seeking reinforcements to rescue Chen Ruoxi, he was driven even more by the sensation of the Prison-Suppressing Divine Stele's existence.