With a light swipe of the horsetail whisk on Pang Cai’s left hand, his hand, along with half his forearm, completely shattered, turning into a nauseating ss of bones, flesh, and tendons. Pang Cai was stunned by the sight before him, and it took a long while before he let out a scream of agony.
As a spoiled second-generation rich kid, he had never seen anything like this. His psychological defenses collapsed instantly, his snot and tears flowed uncontrollably, but to save his own life, Pang Cai was still trying to secure one last chance for himself, "I was wrong, I was really wrong, please... forgive . If I tell you everything, can you spare my life?"
"If you tell the truth, I can let you go," Yang Xiao said sternly, not seeming to lie.
After getting the promise, Pang Cai imdiately spilled everything about how he had killed Zhuge Zhijie. He didn’t really have any grudges against Zhuge Zhijie; he had always wanted a Resentful Eye, but his father said it was a Death Sentence and refused to buy it for him.
This mission was an opportunity for him. Zhuge Zhijie had been leading the entire mission, and by the ti it was nearing its end, there was no danger left. If Zhuge Zhijie died, as the only teammate who acted with him, he would have the biggest chance to obtain the Resentful Eye.
Things developed just as he had planned. He had engineered Zhuge Zhijie’s fall off a 20-ter-high crane, and later, Zhuge Zhijie was killed by a ghost and dumped into a pit. When he returned to reality, he indeed got the Resentful Eye, which was a rusty iron shovel in the hands of a ghost.
"Where’s the shovel?" Yang Xiao asked harshly.
"It... It was taken by my father. He said this kind of thing wasn’t suitable for ; he wanted to use this treasure as a stepping stone to send ... to send to study at Ru Lin Academy." Pang Cai, enduring inhuman pain, answered all of Yang Xiao’s questions without holding back.
Seeing Yang Xiao’s face turning darker, Pang Cai loudly defended himself, saying that he didn’t do all this alone, Ruan Lihuan also helped, secretly untying the safety rope on the crane, causing Zhuge Zhijie to fall. It was her idea.
Yang Xiao knew this Ruan Lihuan; she was an edge broadcaster for midnight shows and one of the survivors of the last mission.
"She was involved too? You’re not lying to ?" Yang Xiao shook the Ghost Duster slightly and let out a cold laugh.
This sight scared Pang Cai to the point where he wet his pants, imdiately begging loudly for rcy and swearing that everything he said was true. If Yang Xiao didn’t believe him, he could go ask Ruan Lihuan, who had also been promised money by him during the mission, half a million.
"Was the money given?" Yang Xiao rembered that Beibei had people check on this Ruan Lihuan and found no communication between her and Pang Cai, let alone any money.
Hearing this, Pang Cai quietly explained that he had lied to Ruan Lihuan; it was just sothing he said at the mont, with no intention of actually giving the money.
"You really are a beast," Yang Xiao was amused and angered by this guy, and lifted his leg to stomp on him several tis.
These stomps nearly made Pang Cai cough up blood, already frail as he was. Pitifully he begged for rcy: "Stop... stop hitting , I’ve told you everything I know, please let go, I beg you..."
"I can let you go, but are you sure you won’t seek revenge on ?" Yang Xiao asked with interest.
"I wouldn’t dare, I’ll pretend this never happened, I... I’ll just take my losses," said Pang Cai, then quickly changed his tone to flattery, "Big Brother, you’re so skilled, why don’t you stick with ? I’ll bring the money, you bring the muscle, we can be very good friends!"
"You take back, I’ll introduce you to my father, my family’s business is huge, and we really need a talented person like you!" Pang Cai repeatedly invited Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao didn’t waste words, just kicked him in the stomach, causing Pang Cai to clutch his abdon in pain, curling up like a shrimp, whimpering.
"Get lost, if I see you again, I will kill you!" Yang Xiao, a man of his word, had made a promise to Pang Cai, and allowed him to leave imdiately.
At those words, Pang Cai struggled up from the floor, steeled his heart, and ripped away his half-arm and flesh that were stuck to the floor. He barged through the door and stumbled outside, leaving a trail of blood behind. But the scene that t him outside was a shock: the bar that should have been full of people was eerily empty, not a single shadow in sight, and unnervingly quiet.
He dragged his severed arm, heading straight for the bar’s entrance. There was no one at the front desk either. As he burst through the front door to the outside, Pang Cai nearly broke down, as there was not a soul to be seen, and the surroundings were dead silent.
The next second, Pang Cai’s pupils trembled, he saw a figure in the distance. At that mont, he felt like he had grabbed a lifeline, and ran madly toward the figure, all the while shouting at the top of his lungs, "Soone, help! Help !!"
But that person just stood still, motionless. As Pang Cai got closer and recognized the figure, he was stunned.
It was none other than Yang Xiao, holding the horsetail whisk that Pang Cai would never forget, smiling at him, "What a coincidence we et again. You rember what I said before, don’t you."
"A ghost, a ghost!" Pang Cai collapsed, and he turned to run, but the next mont, his legs lost all sensation, and he fell flat on the ground.
His two legs had already received a dinsional strike, evenly spread across the nearby 4 to 5 square ters of ground, rged with the soil, bricks, weeds, and the like.
Everything here was Yang Xiao’s Mirror World; he was the god of this place, able to do as he wished. No matter what he did to Pang Cai, no one would find out.
In his desperate situation, Pang Cai showed an astonishing will to live, crawling frantically on the ground, leaving behind a ghastly trail of blood, "Don’t kill , do you know who I am? My father is the chairman of Xin Ye Group. If you kill , he... he won’t let you off!"
"Today, unless your old man is , you won’t survive." Yang Xiao wasn’t in a hurry, leisurely following Pang Cai, stepping on the long trail of blood. He couldn’t allow this beast to die just like that— that would be too lenient.
"Dad, dad, please spare !" Pang Cai, desperate to save his own life, had lost all sense of sha and pleaded loudly.
The final monts of Zhi Jie’s life kept flashing in Yang Xiao’s mind. He couldn’t change the past or save anyone, but revenge was still sothing he could accomplish.
Now that he thought about it, Zhuge Zhi Jie asking soone to look for him before his death was clear evidence that he believed Yang Xiao was the most likely to avenge him.
With another wave of the horsetail whisk, Pang Cai’s right arm also disintegrated. With all his limbs disabled, he could no longer crawl away, wriggling on the ground like a maggot, tornted by excruciating pain and psychological fear. In his eyes, the man before him was a pervert who saved him only to personally torture him!
He was the cruelest devil in the world, an Evil Cultivator, certainly the most vile and brutal one! He couldn’t understand how Zhu Junjie, who seed so dim-witted, could know such a terrifyingly cruel person. He truly regretted it, but it was too late.
"Kill , just kill !!" Pang Cai roared at Yang Xiao, being alive in this man’s hands was a torture.
But Yang Xiao calmly put away the Ghost Duster and pulled out the other Magic Artifacts one by one to try on Pang Cai. He wanted to know what effects these artifacts could have as his spiritual power increased.
Previously, Yang Xiao wanted to find a subject to test them out, but it was too cruel, so he never found a suitable candidate until now, where an opportunity presented itself.
After a round of experints, Pang Cai, whose half face had been scorched and body mutilated, was left with his last breath. Of course, at this point, he was too weak to speak. Under the friction of the Ghost Duster, his mouth had been moved to his chest.
This was a brand-new discovery. After several experints, Yang Xiao realized he could finely control the Ghost Duster. He could channel his spiritual power into the horsetail whisk and then, wherever his heart desired, swipe it across Pang Cai’s face and then across the chest, the mouth would just "pluck" right off and get transferred to the chest. What was more terrifying was that the transplanted mouth could still open and close, producing intermittent sounds.
This was too amazing. Yang Xiao felt like he had opened the gates to a new world. He tried several tis, with few successes and many failures. But it wasn’t a problem with the thod; rather, his current spiritual power still wasn’t potent enough to sustain it.
It was foreseeable that, in ti, he would beco the strongest surgeon.
Feeling that it was about enough, Yang Xiao took out the short knife Beibei had given him and found the heart, wrapped in blue fascia, in a pile of rotten flesh a few ters from the torso. The heart was still "thumping" with strong vitality.
But it all ended here. Yang Xiao stabbed the heart viciously with the knife. The flesh on the ground trembled violently for a few monts and finally beca still.
Withdrawing the knife, he wiped off the bloodstain and sheathed it, looking at the pile of corpse that was too grueso to behold. Yang Xiao sighed inwardly—Zhi Jie’s revenge had finally been avenged.
If it had been a normal competition in the nightmare, and Zhuge Zhi Jie had been killed because he was outmatched, Yang Xiao would have avenged him, though not with torture.
But this ti was different. Zhi Jie willingly shared the guide, and everyone should have been safe. However, Pang Cai, this vile creature, had returned kindness with ingratitude, leading his brother to die in such a tragic way; this was intolerable. And then there was Ruan Lihuan. Yang Xiao would also go to find her, get to the bottom of things, and then decide how to deal with her.
After one final look around the scene, Yang Xiao decided to leave. He used the Soul-Capturing Mirror to return to the sa public restroom he first entered the Mirror World, the sa stall.
The stall door was still locked from the inside. Yang Xiao changed quickly, unlocked the door, and walked out as if nothing had happened. Many police cars were parked in front of the distant bar, suggesting soone had called the police. In the midst of them, Yang Xiao spotted a Patrol Defense Office vehicle.
The bar was closed off, and everyone inside had to undergo police questioning. Police lines were also drawn in front of the bar—a gunshot had occurred, so it was a serious matter.
Of course, the most crucial issue was the disappearance of two living people. The window through which girl number 49 had escaped was fitted with iron bars, which had gaps too narrow for a person to squeeze through; the girl had hidden in the shadows to escape.
It’s no wonder the Patrol Defense Bureau got involved—it didn’t look like a normal case, especially since it involved Pang Cai, a wealthy young heir.
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