Bringing the Treasures Home

Drenched in sweat.

Even with Wang Ye's physique, tearing down a building like this had exhausted him to the point of near collapse.

The buildings in the Heavenly Court had formations.

They were incredibly sturdy.

Every swing of his hammer had to be infused with energy.

But...

It was painful, yet joyful.

Wang Ye stuffed chunks of jade into his cloth sack. They were brimming with energy; whether absorbed directly or used to build houses back home, they could rapidly increase the strength of the Superhumans in the Heaven Group.

They could even improve their constitutions and slow the decay of their bodies.

No wonder the Heavenly Court had dared to cultivate a batch of Superhumans. This might have been their trump card.

The little girl tied to Wang Ye's back had long since been left dumbfounded.

Was this man an idiot?

They were just some wall bricks. Was this really necessary?

Hadn't she already told him where the Treasure Pavilion was?

Was he some kind of brute who really planned to tear the whole Heavenly Court apart?

And every time he swung the hammer, his movements were huge. Tied to his back, she swayed back and forth with the rhythm every time his arm rose and fell.

Humiliating.

At this moment, the little girl had lost all will to live.

But faced with a reckless man whose head was full of money and who was not even afraid of the Heavenly Court, she felt utterly helpless.

It was as though she had encountered her nemesis.

And the one who had always followed her around could only form a face in the sky to scare people or gather information. Its combat power was zero.

She was completely at his mercy.

The little girl only wanted to die with a little