Zhao the God of Wealth cried out, looking in the direction where the blessed fruit had been taken.
It turned out that "Na Qian Lai" was the one causing trouble. He was now intently using his Life-Snatching technique to absorb the blessed fruit.
The Life-Snatching was currently greedily sucking on the blessed fruit, which "Na Qian Lai" was using to nourish it.
No investment, no return!
After the previous incident of taking Mei Ziqi's blessed fruit, "Na Qian Lai" finally understood the formidable power of the Life-Snatching. Once it entered the process of absorbing blessed fruit, even the Heavenly Emperor himself would be powerless!
He only needed to use these scattered blessed fruits to nourish it. By the time it was capable of absorbing blessed fruits from mortals, its power would be at its peak.
His ambitions were not too high; absorbing all of a single person's blessed fruit at once would suffice!
The scattered blessed fruits used to nourish the Life-Snatching were plundered from other minor deities during their missions.
Zhao the God of Wealth was unwilling to back down. This was not only a matter of his pride but also a problem that Ying Bafang had to face. Therefore, he had to stop it at all costs.
Zhao the God of Wealth unleashed a divine ability, projecting a stream of protective energy. A golden yellow beam shot directly towards "Na Qian Lai."
In the past, "Na Qian Lai" would have dodged. But since absorbing and refining the blessed fruit, his magical power had significantly increased, and he couldn't be bothered by such a minor stream of energy.
Without even looking directly at it, he simply flicked his hand, and a dark energy shot towards the protective beam.
"Boom!"
After a loud, muffled thud, the protective beam was scattered by the dark energy, vanishing without a trace.
Zhao the God of Wealth was greatly shocked. "You!"
"Na Qian Lai" laughed heartily. "With your meager power, you still want to reclaim the blessed fruit? Save your breath!"
"Na Qian Lai, how dare you arbitrarily snatch blessed fruits! Aren't you afraid I'll report you to the Heavenly Emperor and hold you accountable?"
"Na Qian Lai" didn't reply. He casually sent a blast of dark energy, catching Zhao the God of Wealth off guard.
"Slap!" He fell to the ground, his Jade Ruyi slipping from his grasp.
Fortunately, mortals couldn't see this, or they would have scrambled to get their hands on it!
The difference in strength was evident. The injured Zhao the God of Wealth had no power to retaliate. He could only watch as "Na Qian Lai" collected the Life-Snatching, which had finished absorbing the blessed fruit, and left with a smile.
Upon receiving the system anomaly notification, Liu Sandao and Fu Ruhai realized that Zhao the God of Wealth was on another mission. They joked, "Could it be that Zhao the God of Wealth lost the blessed fruit again?"
As it turned out, when they arrived, Zhao the God of Wealth was meditating on the ground, healing his injuries.
He was quite seriously injured. Liu Sandao immediately used a secret technique from "Ruoshui Fu" to treat him.
About two hours later, Zhao the God of Wealth had only managed to recover slightly.
"Brother Zhao, what happened to you?" Fu Ruhai asked with concern.
"Alas, my blessed fruit was snatched again!"
"What? Who has such audacity to snatch blessed fruits?" Fu Ruhai asked, surprised and angry.
"It was Na Qian Lai. I just fought with him."
"He injured you?" Liu Sandao asked, astonished.
Zhao the God of Wealth was, after all, a righteous god in the Heavenly Court, and his magical power was several grades higher than Fu Ruhai's. How could he have been so severely injured by "Na Qian Lai"?
It seemed that after absorbing the blessed fruit, "Na Qian Lai's" magical power had increased considerably.
Even he himself, using all his strength, probably couldn't deal with him now.
Thinking this, he felt a chill of fear.
If he encountered "Na Qian Lai" in the future, how could he protect the blessed fruit? Was the blessed fruit system going to end before it even truly began?
"Ruoshui Fu" contained many secret techniques, but they were too varied. He hadn't yet found a method to enhance his strength. It seemed he needed to hurry and study it.
He asked Fu Ruhai to escort Zhao the God of Wealth back to his own dojo to recuperate while Liu Sandao went to the place where the blessed fruit had been snatched.
At Wu Daoning's small supermarket, several people had gathered, two of whom were police officers taking statements.
Wu Daoning demonstrated the situation that had just occurred as he spoke.
The computer's display screen had been damaged, so they couldn't view the surveillance footage for the time being, but the police had already extracted the data from the computer. By the time all this was done, it was already two in the morning.
Liu Sandao mused: Zhao the God of Wealth had lost blessed fruits here twice. This was definitely related to "Na Qian Lai."
To prevent such incidents from happening again, he had to investigate thoroughly. Was "Na Qian Lai" the only one who could steal blessed fruits without doing missions, or were many deities doing this?
Liu Sandao used the secret technique of "Ruoshui Fu," which allowed him to instantly reach any location in Huaihua Village, greatly reducing his patrol time.
A three-story building stood in a corner of Huaihua Village, with its own courtyard.
Two luxury cars were parked in the yard: a Bentley and an Audi.
The first floor of the building was a large living room, spanning over 100 square meters. Although it was past midnight, the lights were still on.
At the entrance to the hall, an incense altar was set up.
On it was an idol of the God of Wealth, which, coincidentally, resembled Zhao the God of Wealth, his divine demeanor strikingly similar to his true form.
At first, Liu Sandao didn't pay much attention. It wasn't unusual for people in the mortal world to worship Zhao the God of Wealth, especially in the current era.
However, as he passed overhead, he noticed that the idol strongly resembled someone. Yes, the worshipped God of Wealth was not Zhao the God of Wealth.
This piqued Liu Sandao's great interest. He couldn't help but take another look, and upon doing so, he burst out laughing.
The attire of the idol was indeed that of Zhao the God of Wealth, but the face was that of "Na Qian Lai." If he were to add a cigar, perhaps "Na Qian Lai" would have to change careers and become the God of Wealth.
This was highly unusual.
If the person worshipping him knew that they were worshipping the God of Death, what would they think?
This was Jia Shuqing's home. At this moment, she was fast asleep.
She dreamt of obtaining vast sums of money, with someone telling her that she could take as much as she needed, whenever she needed it! A greedy smile spread across her face, but her fingers curled like the claws of some animal, grasping forward forcefully.
Liu Sandao didn't speculate about her dream. Just from her movements, it was clear that she was a greedy and formidable woman.
But what surprised him even more was what this woman did during the day.
Early in the morning, after dressing up, she called her younger brother: "Xiao Dong, come over. I have something to tell you!"
Just then, the nanny's voice calling for breakfast echoed.
The living room of the three-story building gradually became lively.
A boy, about five or six years old, led by a man and a woman, rushed towards the large dining table.
Five or six small dishes were laid out on the table, along with white porridge, corn pancakes, two glasses of milk, and some slices of bread.
"Mommy, Mommy, I want a pancake!"
The young woman responded, "Okay, okay, good boy!"
She casually picked up one of the slices.
"What are you doing! Didn't you see that Mom hasn't come down yet?"