According to Feng Jie's memory, the Liu Clan will announce tomorrow that Liu Ruyan has been promoted to Grandmaster.
Three days later, the Liu Clan will hold a banquet to celebrate Liu Ruyan's advancement to Grandmaster.
This was to create momentum for Liu Ruyan and also for the Liu Clan.
Furthermore, it was all to attract the attention of the Immortal Gate, waiting for the right price to go to them.
The Martial Dao Spiritual Root reshaped by Grandmaster is far more powerful than an ordinary Spiritual Root.
It can be said to be the most sought-after commodity by all cultivation sects.
As for which Immortal Gate to join, that will depend on who offers the highest price.
Imposing Karma Punishment now will not achieve the desired effect.
Only when Liu Ruyan was at her happiest in the Liu Clan, when she carried out the Karma Punishment, could they experience true despair.
Then I'll step forward and prove them wrong.
This is true revenge.
Meanwhile, in a basement of the Liu Clan's residence.
Song Zhiyi is singing "Tears Behind Bars".
"Iron gates, iron windows, iron chains..."
[ Song Zhiyi, you still have the mood to sing at a time like this?]
The voice of the Light Ball echoed in Song Zhiyi's mind.
"Otherwise what? I'm just an ordinary person. According to Feng Yue's memories, the Liu Clan would never let me leave, and they certainly wouldn't let me live."
"I might just die here tonight."
"Also, weren't you quite capable back in Xia Wanqing's world?"
"In the end, besides being able to scan other people's data, it was completely useless!"
Song Zhiyi said with a look of disgust.
[What can I do? All my treasures have been stolen by the Big Shot shots. My system inventory is so poor now, Haozi would cry if it went in.]
[However, if you just give me a little bit of your own essence, we can take off from here.]
"Is there a way?" Song Zhiyi surprise.
How can I replenish your source energy?
[Garren!]
Tell me more!
[All Wisdom beings possess Life Origin; the stronger they are, the higher their Karmic Luck, and the more essence they possess.]
[The energy source for all of this baby's system functional modules is the origin, the Life Origin, but this is just one aspect.]
[If I could get my hands on the Heavenly Dao Origin, I guarantee I'd make you invincible instantly.]
[This character has a function module called Refinement, which only requires 1 point of Life Origin to activate.]
"What effect?" Song Zhiyi asked.
[It can automatically Refinement all energy for human use; simply put, it's like automatically leveling up while offline!]
[Take the Spiritual Qi of this world for example. Once you have the ability to Refinement, you won't need any cultivation techniques or training at all.]
[Then you can Refinement Spiritual Qi into Spiritual Power and store it in your Dantian.]
Won't it explode?
[What's going on? Song Zhiyi, what are you talking about?]
"What I mean is, how much Spiritual Power can the Dantian store? Once it exceeds the limit, won't the Dantian burst?"
[Of course not. The Refinement Spiritual Power becomes your Spiritual Power. If your Dantian can't hold it all, the Spiritual Power will automatically strengthen your meridians Dantian, tempering your body's strength.]
[What kind of talk is this, Song Zhiyi? You have absolutely no idea what my strength is like.]
Are you from Ga?
Song Zhiyi knew that since she had transmigrated, this day would come sooner or later.
In the real world, let alone catching people, I've never even caught a fish.
However, the Refinement function of the Light Ball is exactly what she needs right now.
All those business skills and Programming techniques she had in her head were basically useless in this world of cultivation.
God Grade Fighting Technique are indeed useful.
But given Feng Yue's current half-dead physical condition...
Getting someone to do that is quite difficult.
He scanned the entire prison cell.
Song Zhiyi wanted to find something that could be used as a weapon.
Soon, they found a small section of bamboo pole.
It's only as thick as a little finger and as long as a palm.
I have no idea how this thing ended up in this prison.
It looks like half of a calligraphy brush handle.
After a brief inspection...
Song Zhiyi took the broken pen and began rubbing it against the wall.
Half an hour later, one end of the pen barrel had been polished to an extremely fine point by Song Zhiyi.
[ Song Zhiyi, stop dawdling, someone's coming.]
The Light Ball suddenly spoke up to warn them.
Song Zhiyi quickly tucked the broken pen into her sleeve.
Then he crouched down in the corner and curled up.
This was Song Zhiyi's original state when she first transmigrated.
This is just a matter of restoring the original appearance.
Soon, a slightly overweight middle-aged man, reeking of alcohol, staggered in.
Arriving at the prison gate.
Looking at Song Zhiyi huddled in the corner, he licked his lips and said, " Feng Yue, have you thought it through?"
"If you follow Laozi, Laozi guarantee you'll live a life of luxury and comfort."
At this moment, a line of data appeared before Song Zhiyi's eyes.
[ Liu Qiao, the head steward of the Liu family!]
[Cultivation Level: None]
[ Karmic Luck: 3]
[Weak in Combat, greedy and ruthless, opportunistic, and adept at flattery; killing him grants 2 Life Origin and 3 points of Karmic Luck.]
Song Zhiyi quickly found relevant memories about Liu Qiao in the original owner's memories.
This guy has been harassing Feng Yue ever since Feng Yue Feng Jie arrived at the Liu residence.
Before the Liu Clan confronts him, this guy can only offer all sorts of gifts and curry favor.
But after the confrontation, this guy was prepared to use force.
However, the Liu family has yet to decide how to deal with Feng Yue.
Therefore, Liu Qiao dared not do anything in secret.
Looks like he's had a few drinks today and's a bit tipsy.
They're here to cause trouble.
"Butler Liu, could you find me something to eat? I'm hungry." Song Zhiyi looked up at Liu Qiao with a timid expression and said.
"I'm hungry. Laozi 've got some food here, but..."
"As long as I'm fed, I'll agree to any condition."
Looking at Song Zhiyi's pitiful appearance, Liu Qiao couldn't help but swallow hard.
"You're so sensible, so sensible, Feng Yue. You wait here, Laozi 'll go find you something to eat right now!"
After saying that, Liu Qiao ran away.
About ten minutes later, Liu Qiao returned carrying a food box.
Then he simply unlocked the prison chains.
He came to stand in front of Song Zhiyi.
Liu Qiao excitedly opened the food box. "These are some pastries. Eat first, you'll have energy when you're full."
Song Zhiyi was indeed hungry.
Feng Yue has been locked up for two days, and in those two days she has only drunk a few bowls of water.
They didn't eat a single bite.
"Is the Light Ball poisonous?"
Don't worry, it's not!
Upon hearing that it wasn't poisoned, Song Zhiyi didn't stand on ceremony, grabbed a pastry, and put it in her mouth.
While eating the pastries, Song Zhiyi was also subtly moving closer to Liu Qiao.
This Liu Qiao is the only person who has entered this prison several times in the past two days.
No one else has come.
In other words, this Liu Qiao is Song Zhiyi and the Light Ball's only chance.
[ Song Zhiyi, your intention to get closer is too obvious. Slow down.]
[You must strike decisively and kill in one blow; don't rush.]
If we fail, we're finished.
The Light Ball seemed even more nervous than Song Zhiyi.
The voice kept echoing in Song Zhiyi's mind.
The noise annoyed Song Zhiyi.
I couldn't help but yell in my heart, "Shut up!"
However, after this ordeal, Song Zhiyi's tension eased considerably.
Song Zhiyi calculated the angle and distance in her mind.
When they were less than ten centimeters away from Liu Qiao.
Song Zhiyi suddenly tilted her body, as if she was about to fall.
Liu Qiao was completely unaware that death was imminent.
Instead, he took the initiative to hug Song Zhiyi.
"Puff!"
Liu Qiao felt a chill on her neck, as if something sharp had pierced her throat.
Then came a sharp, piercing pain.
Liu Qiao instantly realized that he had fallen into a trap.
He instinctively reached out to grab Song Zhiyi.
"Puff!"
At this moment, Song Zhiyi pulled out the half of the pen holder that had been stuck in her throat.
He rolled over and dodged to a distance.
Liu Qiao covered his neck with one hand and reached out to Song Zhiyi with the other.
He staggered two steps toward Song Zhiyi.
Then, with a thud, he fell to the ground.