Chapter 423
byChapter 423: Tianyuan Fire Crystal
"I’m a grown man now; I can’t just let a girl spank me. That’s so humiliating," Li Lei Hu said, looking up.
"Then why do you look so upset?" the middle-aged butcher asked.
"I got my revenge. I can beat that little wooden girl now, but after I did, I didn’t feel the satisfaction I expected," Li Lei Hu said, still haunted by the image of Lin Mo Wan covering her face and running away in tears.
"That’s impressive, son! How did you get your revenge?" the middle-aged butcher asked, genuinely proud of his son.
"She spanked me, so I spanked her back."
Li Lei Hu mimicked lifting a skirt with one hand while pretending to spank with the other.
Seeing his son’s actions, the middle-aged butcher’s cheerful expression slowly turned to disbelief.
"After I hit her, she ran off the stage crying, like I had bullied her."
"The other disciples watching gave me dirty looks, especially the girls."
"Dad, do you think I did the right thing?" Li Lei Hu asked, feeling down.
"Uh…" The middle-aged butcher wanted to tell his son that what he did was wrong, but when he thought about his own son being spanked, he found himself at a loss for words.
Just then, the middle-aged butcher’s wife came out, carrying a pile of gifts and supplements.
"Perfect timing! Your dad’s here; let’s go visit that young girl," the middle-aged butcher’s wife said, her eyes sparkling with an unusual excitement.
"Mom, I’m not going. I didn’t do anything wrong," Li Lei Hu protested.
A large hand landed on Li Lei Hu’s shoulder.
"Listen to your mother," the middle-aged butcher said, understanding her meaning.
So, the couple took their reluctant son, Li Lei Hu, to Lin Mo Wan’s house.
When Lin Mo Wan’s father saw Li Lei Hu, he almost lost his temper. If it weren’t for his years of studying the classics, things might have gotten out of hand.
"Come in," Lin Mo Wan’s father said, dressed in scholarly robes, exuding a scholarly air.
"Haha, we’re here mainly to bring Lei Hu to apologize," the middle-aged butcher said with a hearty laugh, his bold personality making him instantly likable.
After years of training in the game, the once rough-and-tumble middle-aged butcher had become a decisive and bold battle general.
Hearing the middle-aged butcher’s words, Lin Mo Wan’s father’s stern expression softened. He remembered how his daughter had left bruises on the boy’s backside and felt a bit embarrassed.
"If I had known earlier, I would have definitely scolded my daughter," Lin Mo Wan’s father admitted sheepishly.
"Don’t worry, our little rascal can take a beating."
"Where is your precious daughter? Let the little rascal apologize to her in person," the middle-aged butcher said, giving Li Lei Hu a pat.
"My daughter is in the backyard; go ahead," Lin Mo Wan’s father replied.
"Go on, and apologize properly," the middle-aged butcher urged Li Lei Hu.
"Fine," Li Lei Hu said reluctantly, getting up to head to the backyard.
The two families started chatting about the game, and since Lin Mo Wan’s father was also a Tian Puppet Master in the game, they quickly found common ground.
Meanwhile, Li Lei Hu arrived in the backyard and saw Lin Mo Wan practicing her spells.
Dressed in a light green long gown, Lin Mo Wan’s delicate face was beautifully adorned. Though not yet eighteen, her graceful figure was beginning to show.
However, this lovely sight clearly didn’t faze Li Lei Hu.
"What are you doing here?" Lin Mo Wan stopped practicing her spells and glared at Li Lei Hu, clearly annoyed.
"I… you… uh…" Li Lei Hu stammered, struggling to form a complete sentence, mainly recalling the humiliating experience of being spanked.
"I was going to let you off easy last time, but I didn’t expect you to treat me like this."
"Next time, I won’t hold back," Lin Mo Wan huffed.
Those words instantly lit a fire under Li Lei Hu. He shouted at her, "Give it up! You can’t beat me anymore, and you’ll never spank me again!"
"You’ll see in the next match whether I’m going easy on you or not."
"Why wait? Your backyard’s big enough. Let’s settle this now!" Li Lei Hu sneered.
"Fine."
Suddenly, wooden vines shot up from the ground, wrapping around Li Lei Hu. His spiritual blade appeared in his hand, and several Lei Ren began swirling around him.
Meanwhile, in the living room, the lively conversation was interrupted by a loud thunderclap from the backyard.
Everyone’s expressions changed.
Xu Fan, bored out of his mind, turned to Grape and asked, "Anything interesting happening lately?"
Just then, he caught sight of the backyard scene and burst out laughing.
"Kids these days have no sense of romance," Xu Fan chuckled.
At that moment, the first clone appeared beside Xu Fan and said, "Master, the railgun and the Demon Suppressing Star are ready."
"Finally! I’ve been so bored. Perfect timing to check out the demon race," Xu Fan replied.
"I made some modifications to the railgun and the Demon Suppressing Star. You can test them out later," the first clone said with a grin.
"What did you add? Rapid-fire mode?" Xu Fan asked, eyes lighting up.
"I’ve already sent the data to Grape. Just ask him."
The first clone handed Xu Fan a space ring and then left.
"Could’ve just ascended yourself. No need to be so dramatic," Xu Fan muttered, rolling his eyes at the clone’s retreating figure.
He then released the Demon Suppressing Star and the railgun.
"Grape, take control and launch it. Let’s test its power on the demon race."
"By the way, what’s this new feature the first clone mentioned?" Xu Fan asked, curious.
"Master, take a look here," Grape said, forming a massive hand out of spiritual energy and pointing to a specific spot.
"Whoa, my Tianyuan Fire Crystal!!!" Xu Fan exclaimed.
"Even the boss didn’t want to part with this, and you went ahead and forged it for me!"
"I was saving this for when I could craft celestial tools for my disciples preparing to ascend to the Immortal Realm," Xu Fan said, staring at the fiery Tianyuan Fire Crystal embedded in the Demon Suppressing Star.
This was a celestial tool-level spirit ore Xu had discovered during his sweep of the three races, second only in value to the time crystal ball he cherished.
"Master, no need to rush. This thing only has value when it’s used," the first clone’s teasing voice echoed in Xu Fan’s ear.
"Cut the crap!" Xu Fan snapped.
After a moment, Xu Fan took a deep breath and waved for Grape to launch the Demon Suppressing Star and railgun into the sky.
"First clone, you’re definitely doing this on purpose," Xu Fan muttered through gritted teeth. He then sealed away the celestial tool-level spirit ores, ensuring no one could use them without his permission.
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