*WHACK! SMACK! THWACK!
ZAP!*
Across the shattered white-jade stage of the Nine-Continent Fairy Pavilion, nineteen [Rank 5 Ex-Girlfriend Justice Brooms] rose and fell like nineteen furious windmills in a hurricane!
Every single sweep of those nettle-thorny bamboo brooms carried the full Rank 5 Early Foundation Establishment strength of the nineteen top female prodigies of the Nine Continents—multiplied by 300% Bonus Nerve-Pain, Swelling. Public Humiliation Damage from [Dad’s Care-Package Upgrade Box]!
“Ow! Aaaagh! My butt!
Sister Wan’er—ow! Ting’er, stop zapping my tailbone with purple lightning!”
Nineteen-year-old Holy Son Chu Tian—who an hour ago had been posing under a thirty-foot silk arch. The untouchable romantic god of the Nine Continents—was now hopping around the stage on all fours like a scalded toad!
Every time Jade Lotus Saintess Mu Wan’s thorny broom swept across his shoulders, two stolen jade hairpins or a silk dowry pouch flew out of his torn sleeves with a loud clink. Every time Thunder-Clap Miss Lei Ting’s lightning-charged broom slammed across his buttocks, his hair stood straight up in a puff of black smoke.
