"The Divine Appraisal Tower is nothing," Po Kui said, his voice lacking confidence, but he still held his head high and puffed out his chest.

"Hand over the [Treasure Fortune], and I might spare your lives." Po Kui stepped on Xie Li, staring at the tightly huddled Xie Fengfei and his wife as if they were dead.

Xie Li's body was half-broken and incomplete. He supported himself with one hand, pulling at his injuries, and coughed up blood. "My Xie family doesn't have any such thing as 'treasure luck,' and we've never even heard of it."

"You're still being stubborn even when you're about to die. I think you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin." Po Kui reached out and grabbed Situ Sisi out of thin air. "If you don't talk, I'll kill your daughter-in-law. If you still don't talk, I'll kill your son and cut off the line of your evil family."

“I don’t know, I don’t know. Killing all the members of my Xie family won’t change anything,” Xie Li said.

"You're stubborn as a mule, refusing to admit it no matter what? If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll really think you're invincible as a quasi-god." Po Kui gripped Situ Sisi's neck, his arm veins bulging, his angry and twisted face bloodthirsty and violent.

Po Kui had long been famous, and when his temper flared, killing and destroying cities were commonplace for him. Xie Li, however, fanned the flames, adding fuel to the fire, fearing that things wouldn't escalate enough, and repeatedly defied God's will.

For the sake of the divine object [Bao Yun], Xie Li could not die for the time being. Po Kui was furious, but as a second-best option, he tore Xie Li's daughter-in-law apart with five horses, which both dampened Xie Li's spirit and calmed his anger. It was a win-win situation, so why wouldn't Po Kui do it?

Situ Sisi was frail and delicate, with an exquisitely beautiful face, possessing the air of a refined young lady from a noble family. In an era where martial arts were highly valued, such women were extremely rare. Such a woman should only exist in heaven; how often could one hear of such a thing on earth? Po Kui licked his lips, and an idea instantly took root.

"To die beneath the peony is to die a romantic death; the ancients were right." Po Kui's rough fingers caressed Situ Sisi's jade-like face, and his body immediately stiffened.

As a fellow man, Xie Fengfei naturally understood the reasons behind Po Kui's various reactions. That was the woman he cherished and protected, and now she was being publicly humiliated by a decrepit old man. Xie Fengfei's eyes were bloodshot, and a raging fire burned in his belly, causing him unbearable pain.

"Get your filthy hands off my wife's face." Xie Feng was not just a first-level Martial Saint; with the pressure of a Martial God above his head, he staggered to his feet, but his aura was still awe-inspiring.

"Boy, are you her husband?" Po Kui looked at Xie Fengfei with interest. Xie Fengfei was disheveled, but possessed an extraordinary air of elegance and aloofness. Blood and mud clung to his body, yet could not conceal his unparalleled charm.

"Handsome, talented men, do women all like pretty boys like this?" Po Kui thought, a surge of anger rising in his heart for no reason.

"Open your dog eyes and watch from the sidelines; I'll find that much more enjoyable."

My greatest pleasure is the misfortune of my enemy.

Po Kui casually swung the rope at Xie Fengfei, and a crimson rope, flowing like blood, tightly bound Xie Fengfei. No matter how hard Xie Fengfei tried, he still couldn't break free.

"Feng Fei." Situ Sisi called out to Xie Feng Fei, her tone filled with sorrow, anger, reluctance, and a hint of resolute determination.

Xie Fengfei sensed something was amiss. As their bedmate, he knew Situ Sisi's temper pretty well. Situ Sisi appeared gentle and soft, but was inwardly unyielding. Like a cornered dog, she would jump over a wall; like a rabbit, she would bite. If pushed too far, Situ Sisi was absolutely capable of anything, even a desperate act of self-destruction.

"Sisi, you...."

The evil wind's eyes were not bloodshot, but dark golden lines gradually spread all over his body.

An elderly father, who has survived countless brushes with death, finds his only daughter's fate unknown. The woman he vowed to cherish for life is being wantonly toyed with in front of him.

How could this be? How could this be?

"Release her." Xie Fengfei's aura surged, subtly overpowering the Martial God's might.

Po Kui, with his keen senses, stopped tearing at Situ Sisi's clothes. His heart, which had been calm for many years, began to tremble with ripples.

Throwing Situ Sisi aside like a rag, Po Kui walked to Xie Fengfei's side, leaned in close to sniff, and said, "The scent of treasure." A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Stroking his beard, Po Kui laughed loudly, "I've searched high and low without finding it, and now it's come to me effortlessly. If it's not a stroke of luck, it's a rare and precious treasure."

After circling the person a few times, Po Kui pinpointed the treasure's location: "Is it inside the body?"

Skilled and daring, Po Kui was focused on how to take the treasure without alerting others, but he overlooked Xie Fengfei's situation.

The ropes binding Xie Fengfei snapped inch by inch. His thick, jet-black hair was now streaked with white. His clear, bright eyes were now filled with black, their depths unfathomable.

Suddenly, a distant and ancient voice descended from the sky.

"What does the one who has connections to Heaven wish for?"

---Aside---

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Thank you QQ48b1d7388c22f3 for the diamonds!

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