Accompanied by the sounds of "thump," "thump," "thump" as the item landed.
The faces of these men, which were originally normal, were now swollen and deformed from being beaten, with bruises crisscrossing them. Their eyes were squeezed into slits, their noses were crooked to one side, and their lips were swollen like two fat sausages. They looked exactly like pig heads.
They lay on the ground, their bodies curled up in pain, their initial arrogance long gone.
Only then did the three of them begin to feel afraid.
Looking at Wang Miaomiao and Wang Qi standing beside Bai Ying, they suddenly realized that Wang Miaomiao and Wang Qi hadn't left home to do anything else, but to cultivate immortality. Now, they were no longer someone that mortals like them could deal with. They were no longer bound by any rules between mortals.
The girl Wang Qi brought back could easily knock them all to the ground in a sorry state with just a flick of her finger.
None of the servants in the house dared to step forward to protect their master anymore.
Instead, they all knelt on the ground.
"Please spare my life, immortal!"
"Spare me!"
Wang Ran clenched her teeth, her eyes fixed on Bai Ying and Wang Miaomiao, filled with hatred.
She never understood why, despite being children of the Wang family, only Wang Qi and Wang Miaomiao could cultivate immortality, while she couldn't. The immortal who came to take her as a disciple said that she had no spiritual roots.
Wang Ran really hated them both.
After those two people left, she always tried her best to live the best life possible.
Whether it's food, clothing, or daily necessities, she always wants the best.
Countless people in the town were incredibly envious of her.
She has lived an exceptionally extravagant life over the years to prove that even without cultivating immortality, she is no worse off than Wang Qi and Wang Miaomiao.
But she never expected that Wang Miaomiao's friend could decide the lives of these so-called mortals present with just a flick of her finger!
On what grounds?
Wang Ran clenched her teeth tightly, her entire face contorted with jealousy.
Just then, she suddenly heard a cold voice rang out.
"Who dares to act so recklessly here!"
Then they saw an old man walk in. Although he looked very old, he was very energetic and had an extraordinary air about him.
The old man was Wang Ran's maternal grandfather, and also a cultivator.
Wang Qi's father married his current wife because she had such a father.
When the father-in-law saw him appear, he struggled to get up.
“Father, you’ve finally come. It’s all those two wretched children’s fault. I arranged a marriage for that wretch, and she actually brought people over to beat us up.”
Wang Ran also looked at her maternal grandfather while crying, pointing at Bai Ying.
"Grandfather! You must stand up for Ran'er! It's all because of this woman! How dare she hit me! Please kill her!"
Wang Ran's maternal grandfather was the undisputed ruler of the entire town.
In this town, everyone would respectfully worship a wandering immortal like him as a deity.
Wang Ran had always greatly admired her maternal grandfather.
Now that her maternal grandfather has arrived, she has become much more assertive.
His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Bai Ying.
The old man sneered and looked at Bai Ying, then said to Wang Ran, "Your maternal grandfather will avenge you right now!"
Wang Ran's maternal grandfather had previously examined Wang Miaomiao's body. She had been cultivating immortality for so many years, yet she was only at the first level of Qi Refining. Her cultivation level was extremely low.
He is now already at the Foundation Establishment stage, and his cultivation level is far higher than Wang Miaomiao's.
He assumed that Bai Ying and Wang Qi's cultivation levels would be similar to Wang Miaomiao's, so he immediately hurled a fireball in the direction of Bai Ying.
Wang Ran's eyes lit up instantly, "This is my maternal grandfather's secret move, you're all doomed!"
Wang Ran thought that Bai Ying and Wang Qi would be scared and hide after seeing the fireball, but they didn't even try to hide.
The fireball slammed into them.
Wang Ran couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw this scene.
But before the smile on her lips could fully bloom, after only a few sounds, she froze as if under a spell.
Her eyes widened, staring intently ahead, her expression frozen in utter astonishment.
Because she clearly saw that the fireball, the moment it touched Bai Ying, vanished without a trace, like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, leaving only a patch of air slightly distorted by the high temperature, proving that it had once existed.
Bai Ying glanced coldly at the old man, and without warning, an enormous fireball appeared on her slender fingertips.
The fireball burned fiercely, its scorching flames licking the surrounding air and crackling loudly. It was many times larger than the fireball the old man had summoned before, like the sun descending upon the world, turning everything around it a fiery red, its light so dazzling that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.
The oppressive aura emanating from Bai Ying had barely begun to ripple out when the old man was as if he were in the midst of a raging storm. The invisible yet extremely oppressive force turned his face deathly pale. His body began to tremble uncontrollably, his legs buckled, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
Shock and fear gripped his throat as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a cry of disbelief from his dry throat: "How is this possible?"
He actually sensed a trace of the pressure from a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Such a young Nascent Soul stage cultivator?
He had never heard of such a thing before!
He's cultivated for so many years, and he's only at the Foundation Establishment stage! He's not even at the Golden Core stage yet.
But the girl in front of me is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator!
What kind of trouble has his precious granddaughter gotten him into?!
How could he possibly go after a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Without a second thought, he took off running.
But it was all too late.
The red fireball, like a small, burning sun, slammed into him with lightning speed, accompanied by a deathly howl.
In an instant, flames and heat surged and swept outwards, startling everyone into screaming involuntarily.
Their eyes widened in horror and disbelief as they watched the scene unfold before them. The immortal who had always been revered and worshipped as a god in their hearts was now being so easily devoured by the fireball that Bai Ying had seemingly thrown out casually.
The once-admired figure struggled painfully for a few moments in the raging flames before gradually falling silent, with only the still-burning flames relentlessly licking at his fallen body.
After this breathtaking shock, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
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