Chapter 60: A Method of Tormenting Zhou Yinhe

“Just in time, you’re here. I’ll perform for you,” she said without waiting for Zhou Yinhe to respond, immediately starting with her hands.

Watching her slender, pale fingers—like scallion whites—turn red from the heat of the gaiwan lid soaked in boiling water, Zhou Yinhe tried several times to reach out and stop her, but Wen Ling showed no reaction.

“I’m not learning the traditional kind; mine leans more toward the fancy style.” The lid spun once atop the gaiwan, and she smiled, “Lu Zhaoye said I’m just showing off by learning this. Sometimes, when I stand before Tianci, Tang Yan is thrilled. He only realized today, after competing with others, how much his cultivation has advanced. Even Xiang Lao feels it—they’re all filled with vigor now.”

“Hello, I am the interstellar elf of Bit Planet. I have come specially to visit the king of your planet. Please notify…” Duoduo began.

Lei Chen’s nostrils were stuffed with tissue, making his voice muffled and hoarse. Combined with his boastful expression, it looked rather comical, even managing to amuse Miao Bingyun, who had been gloomy.

Qin Zhijian called out toward the grass where Luo Tianjiao was hiding, “Are you injured?” Luo Tianjiao replied she was unharmed, only pushed back by the blade’s force.

After he returned, there was no news of Ziyue—only that she had fallen gravely ill upon entering the palace and passed away with regrets.

Strangely, each of the scarecrows bore a massive curved blade on their right foot and left hand.

No one expected Meng Qi to suddenly break his silence with such words; they were all puzzled.

“Please, elder, tell me!” Gao Qing bowed his head and struck the ground, blood immediately streaming down his forehead.

More importantly, the reaper’s killing method was peculiar. It didn’t kill outright but pierced the victim with a decaying thorn, absorbing their flesh and essence until only a remnant human skin remained.

Listening to those two speak, I grew ever more confused. At first, I thought Brother Ma and his group, after years in seclusion, were finally found by old enemies. But now, it seemed unlikely—they appeared merely hired hands, working for others.

“Someone, bring a seat for Jia Tianwei.” After Wang Yu stopped speaking, Nie Xiong arranged for someone nearby to bring a chair and pour tea for Jia Tianwei.

No sooner had they taken a step forward than two figures flashed in, blocking the doorway. Although Old Meng squinted and lowered his brows, his face was faintly darkening.

Building a house, isn’t it all about being near mountains and water? But here, there’s nothing up there, which spells trouble. Anyway, in a few years, the house will be torn down, leaving only the foundation behind.

Around them, there were gasps and cries of shock. Each person’s eyes widened, breath caught, faces etched with extreme astonishment and horror.

With Star Holdings’ current capabilities, collecting corporate data worldwide was quite easy.

But as Lion Head had said, most so-called money divinations nowadays were fake. He had also explained the tricks behind them. Yet this Zhu’s fortune-telling method was genuinely different from those superficial ones—it was authentic money divination.

Initially, the head of the Tiangu Sect looked disdainful and mocked Gu Xiaoran, thinking him a reckless youth who only knew how to wield magical weapons blindly without any tactical skill.

“What’s there to fear? I volunteered to come find you to persuade you. Fine, wait here, I’m coming right now,” Luo Ziliang agreed.

“Haha! Three beauties! Sorry about this! You’re just natives of the Shenzhou Continent!” A master laughed heartily, brandishing a curved blade as he slashed towards Gao Tian. His strength was considerable; routinely fighting ten opponents single-handedly was nothing to him. He was confident he could kill these few locals.