Start as a Spiritual Planter: I Have a Game Panel

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Ram tried to use his Spiritual Eye, seeing how strong she was he didn't expect to find much. However, to his surprise, he saw some details.

Just the spiritual pressure she exerted casually was enough to overwhelm a strong Tier 5 professional to the ground, although Shane soon struggled to get up and was able to maintain his ground.

[ Name:

Esha

]

[ Age:

28/ 479

]

[ Race:

Human/ Skaar

]

[ Level:

Tier 6

]

[ Profession:

???

]

[ Physique:

???

]

[ Spirit:

???

]

[ Talent:

Skaar Descendent

]

Ram's eyes widened as he absorbed the details displayed on his Spiritual Eye. A Tier 6 professional was intimidating enough, but seeing her race listed as "Skaar" left him reeling.

"Skaar… who the hell are they?" he murmured under his breath, unsettled. This was his first time seeing a race named Skaar.

With doubt, he concentrated more on her talent, and soon more details appeared on the holographic interface.

[ Talent:

Skaar Descendent

]

[ Type:

Bloodline

]

[ Description:

The descendent of a Skaar are an alien race of humanoid advance race that are driven by their intense emotions. Their anger transforms their bodies into hyper-aggressive forms, increasing their muscle mass, speed, endurance, and all their senses to various degrees.

]

[ Awakening Degree:

7%

]

But the more he examined, the stranger it became. Her bloodline, labeled Skaar Descendant, showed only 7% of its awakening, yet the details painted a fierce picture.

The description hinted at alien origins—an advanced, hyper-aggressive race, but he never heard of any aliens before, "wait is she an alien Lord?"

"Nope, how can that be possible, according to Su Xing, those alien lords never entered Blue Star, or they would be attacked by the Divine Spirit Tree," looking at Esha who was doing well, he didn't understand what was happening.

Ram swallowed hard, glancing toward Liam thinking with one of his eyebrows raised, "How did he end up with someone like her?"

As though sensing his scrutiny, Liam looked back at him with a resigned look, "Bro what are waiting for?" he looked at the figure that was still floating above, then turned back to Ram. "Let's escape, come on hurry."

Liam didn't know but his little thoughts were seen through by Esha, as she gave a quick look at Ram and others, her lips curling slightly.

Then, her attention returned to Shane, whose furious expression barely masked his fear.

Ram swallowed hard, in that second when she saw him, he felt like what he was facing was not a human but a strong beast, and finally understood Liam's feelings.

"Pufff... haha..." He couldn't help but laugh, remembering what kind of playboy that asshole was, he placed his hands on Liam's shoulder and spoke, "It serves you right, your wife is awesome."

Seeing that she didn't harm them, he held back his idea to take them into his space, his eyes fixed on Esha as she gracefully lifted her hand, her gaze resting on Shane with a casual, almost indulgent amusement, and a faint, eerie smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Esha's hand rose slowly, each movement deliberate, and the air around her began to pulse with intense, vibrating energy.

"Didn't you like oppressing others, let's see how you can handle mine." The surrounding atmosphere thickened as a subtle, invisible force pressed down upon Shane's gang, far stronger than the spiritual pressure from before.

Ram could see it even without his spiritual eye activated—Shane's men were utterly paralyzed, their bodies bound by Esha's sheer will alone.

Shane, who just struggled himself up, knelt down again, "You… You can't just—" he gasped, fighting the grip of invisible shackles around him.

"Oh, but I can." Esha's tone was almost gentle, laced with a touch of pity.

"When you threaten what's mine, there's no limit to what I'll do." She took a single step forward, and with that small movement, Shane's entire body jolted as if struck by an unseen blow, driving him to the ground.

His forehead hit the dirt hard, pressed down by the sheer force of her will, and it didn't stop there, somehow his body raised again and hit the ground hard.

The entire process repeated again and again, as the ground they were standing on began to crake more, turned red with the blood leaking from Shane's forehead.

Ram exchanged a glance with Mai, who looked as speechless as he felt.

Esha's gaze drifted back, and softened as they landed on Liam, her amused smile widening. "There you are, darling."

"Now, will you come back home willingly, or shall I continue... addressing the 'misunderstandings' around you?" she said, her voice dropping to a softer, almost affectionate tone. While Shane was still being slammed into the ground repeatedly.

Liam, still sweating bullets, looked like he wanted to shrink into the ground. "Uh… Right. I'll come willingly," he muttered, his voice strained as he tried to avoid her piercing gaze.

Ram, sensing an opportunity, couldn't resist a grin. "So, Liam," he teased, elbowing him lightly, "where did you even meet someone like her?"

Liam grimaced, his face flushing as he shot Ram a betrayed look. "Who knows, man... I was drunk at the time!" He scrubbed his hand over his face in frustration. "Next morning, I woke up beside her, and before I knew it, I was...forced to... marry her."

Ram snorted, barely holding back laughter. "A one-night stand gone straight to 'I do'? That has to be a record, even for you."

"Trust me, I didn't get a say in it." Liam's gaze darted nervously to Esha, who still had Shane pinned to the ground, her expression one of pure amusement as she watched him struggle.

"You think I signed up for this?" He gestured subtly in her direction, his voice dropping to a near whisper.

"Half the time, I don't know whether she's gonna kiss me or... well... beat me," he muttered, nodding at Shane, who was still gritting his teeth against the relentless force.

Ram raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Seems like you're in good hands." His voice dripped with mock sympathy. "The kind that doesn't let go easily."

Liam shot him a glare, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Shane's breaths came in ragged gasps, his pride and fury wrestling with the crushing humiliation he was forced to endure under Esha's power.

"Spare me... please spar...me...!" Every slam against the ground drove his anger deeper, his face coated with blood and dirt as he pleaded her with his voice carrying a shred of desperate pride that he hadn't managed to completely bury.

Esha raised a brow, "Spare you?" she asked mockingly. "Where was this humility when you thought you could control everything around you?"

She released her hold on him slightly, allowing him enough freedom to push himself up, trembling.

His face was twisted with resentment, even as he knelt. Shane's fists clenched against the dirt, his jaw tense.

It was clear that though he was defeated, "You don't… understand who you're provoking," he managed to grit out, barely able to look at her without flinching. "This isn't over… I'll remember this humiliation."

A slow, mirthless laugh escaped Esha. "Oh, you poor little fool. Do you think threats will make you any stronger?" She leaned closer, her voice dropping to an almost like a demon's whisper. "Keep clinging to that grudge."

Esha finally took a step back, leaving the unconscious Shane, and turned her focus towards Liam, she didn't even bother to look at those other members, as she took back her spiritual pressure and walked towards them.

Liam, standing behind Esha, winced, muttering under his breath, "This guy's practically asking for a death wish."

Esha gave Liam a sly smile, catching his quiet remark. "Well, darling, let him. Some people need to learn their place the hard way." She brushed her fingers through the air, dismissing Shane entirely.

Her attention then shifted back to Liam, her expression softening in a way that surprised Ram.

She placed a hand on her hip, giving Liam a look that held a mix of mischief and affection. "I hope you're not planning to entertain any more trouble while I'm around."

Liam's face flushed, and he fumbled over his words. "N-No, of course not!" He cleared his throat. "You know… I'm always a… man of peace."

Esha's laughter was warm this time, and she pulled him into a light embrace, her hand patting his back as though he were a misbehaving child. "Then let's get you home before your 'peaceful' nature gets you killed."

Ram and Mai, watching the exchange, exchanged looks of pure disbelief. They had just witnessed this terrifying, untouchable force that reduced a whole gang to quivering silence and practically flattened Shane's pride—and here she was, treating Liam like a beloved pet.

Ram sighed, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Liam, I don't know if I should envy you or pity you," he said with a smirk.

As Esha turned toward Ram and Mai, with a warm smile. "Honey, are these your friends?" she asked, her eyes sliding from Ram to Mai with an almost appraising look. "Why don't you introduce us?"

Liam tensed, laughing nervously as he scratched the back of his neck. "Uh… yeah, yeah, they're friends. Good friends." He stepped forward, gesturing a little too eagerly.

"This is my big brother; we grew up together. And Mai..." He introduced each person one by one, while they were all still in shock.

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