Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  “How about we discuss a collab? You two think of a way to set me free from these deity-locking chains. Our combined strength can crush these two biddies in a matter of moments…”


  ?Just as he finished saying this, the Peony Immortal’s small lightning hammer immediately sent out a thunderbolt that struck Dao Wuji straight on the head.

  ?Dao Wuji glared at the Peony Immortal while grimacing in pain. “Can you be gentler? I’ve lived here on your level for a decade in any case. Can you spare some TLC for the tenant?”


  ?Feng Chen gave Dao Wuji a look devoid of sympathy before flitting forward with a grin. “I’ve cleared the tower so many times, but this is the first time meeting someone I can team up with to clear the tower.”


  He wondered what tricks Heavenly Law was up to. He had a feeling that there was a follow-up move waiting in store for them.

  “Boss, do you want us brothers to first block these two biddies with you? And then you head up first!” A good-natured voice came from beyond the passageway.

  The peony and the gingko widened their eyes in surprise at the brothers that walked into the 13th level.

  Those two brothers’ stocky builds blocked the doorway at once, like two iron towers. The dark-skinned brothers looked very alike. They both had broad mouths, sharp eyebrows, and short black hair. They had each tied a red ribbon around their foreheads.

  “You guys? Aren’t you the brothers from the Luo Family?”?

  The gingko and the peony were both shocked.

  Simultaneously, both of them turned to look at the expressionless man, unable to hide their astonishment.

  Yet the interrogation that was just about to leave Younger Sister Gingko’s mouth vanished in a heartbeat in the face of male pheromones.

  The Gingko Immortal cast away all armor as she gazed at that handsome face. She walked up and asked in an extremely strange and velvety voice, “Young Brother, are you in need of a wife?”


  On the side, Feng Chen couldn’t hold it in and laughed out loud. “He really is not in need of a wife!”


  Mo Lian turned around and looked quizzically at Feng Chen.

  He thought that he simply wouldn’t be able to bump into Feng Chen inside the Punishment Tower.

  “Pretty man, you really do not lack a wife?” The Gingko Immortal was disappointed but asked a follow-up question. “Then are you willing to stay inside here in our Punishment Tower?”


  The response she got was a streak of fire that Mo Lian suddenly flung at her.

  Feng Chen laughed and abruptly flitted over while hurling a punch at his old opponent the Peony Immortal. “Peony, let’s discuss something. Why don’t you let us out of the tower? I’ll let Mo Lian drink two glasses with you for free!”


  “It’ll be just right if you stay and become my mistress of the fort! You want to dismiss me with just two drinks? You think I’m as dumb as Gingko?” The peony suddenly pulled a straight face. The small hammer in her left hand flashed, and a thunderbolt came striking down.

  It landed straight on—


  Dao Wuji, who was hanging on the wall.

  Dao Wuji was completely caught off guard and sent into a state of ecstasy from the electrification. He could not help but curse: “Are you motherf*cking blind! Where are you striking? What are you doing by striking your grandaddy?”


  The peony’s small lightning hammer abruptly elongated by half a meter with the breeze, and she then hoisted it onto her shoulder…