Stop hitting!
Long Ye stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, a terrified and shocked expression hung on his face.
Before long, Long Ye blinked his eyes.
Two thoughts arose spontaneously.
Not dead?
Where am I?
"Ah—" Realizing he was not dead, Long Ye hurriedly tried to move his body, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain.
This pain felt like so flesh slipped into the cracks of a broken bone, and when one exerted force, the bone began to pinch the flesh.
At this mont, a sudden voice ca from behind.
"Long Ye."
Long Ye quickly looked towards the source of the voice, but because his body was lying on the ground and could not move, and his neck hurt to the bone when moved, he could only shout blindly.
"Who?"
"Who’s there?"
"Co out!"
Wen Ping slowly walked from behind to stand in front of Long Ye, standing with hands behind his back, gazing down at Long Ye with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
This coldness was not one of hostility.
This coldness was purely a strange indifference.
Seeing the familiar face, Long Ye stamred Wen Ping’s na, "Wen... Wen Ping... No, you’re not Wen Yan’s son!"
To make him believe this was Wen Yan’s son?
Impossible!
Long Xue had only been away traveling for thirty years or so.
Even if she t Wen Yan and had a child in the first year she left.
Even if their child started cultivation from the womb.
Wen Ping couldn’t possibly be this powerful, easily taking his Blood Axe, much less taming a skeleton monster as strong as a Demon Servant.
So he concluded that the person in front of him possibly had a more mysterious identity.
Could he be an enemy of the Long Family?
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva dryly, Long Ye looked down at his immobile body, then raised his head to look at Wen Ping, saying, "Who exactly are you?"
Wen Ping responded, "I, the Sect Leader, am Wen Ping!"
"Sect Leader Wen, since I’ve fallen into your hands, you can kill or flay as you wish. But if you dare to act, why hide? No matter how you hide, the Long Family will find out your true identity." In Long Ye’s eyes, Wen Ping was an enemy of the Long Family pretending to be soone else, aiming to eliminate him.
Wen Ping’s eyes narrowed coldly, speaking in a cold voice, "Long Ye, listen well. This Sect Leader leaves you alive not out of great rcy. From the mont you wanted to kill my father, I didn’t want you to leave alive. Keeping you alive is giving face to my mother... You should be grateful you also bear the Long na!"
With that, Situ Xiuneng stepped forward to Long Ye.
One hand grabbed Long Ye’s neck, lifting him up, and the other hand ford a fist, punching fiercely into Long Ye’s abdon.
Bam!
Ah~
Bam!
Ah~
...
In the room, the muffled groans of pain continued endlessly.
"Stop hitting!"
"Stop hitting!"
Long Ye felt he was about to break down.
This was more painful than death.
With every punch, not only his abdon hurt, but his entire body, from scalp to toes, was in agonizing pain.
"Stop..." Groaning in pain, Long Ye’s eyelids drooped, about to faint.
Wen Ping raised his hand, sending another wave of Wood Qi into Long Ye’s body.
Long Ye imdiately regained his spirit.
Situ Xiuneng continued to hamr his fist fiercely into Long Ye’s abdon.
Over and over again.
Wen Ping sent over a dozen streams of Wood Qi into Long Ye’s body, and Long Ye almost fainted from being beaten dozens of tis.
After nearly passing out once more but being revived by Wen Ping’s Wood Qi, Long Ye looked at Wen Ping, fear intensely filling his eyes, "Spare ... whatever you want... I will agree to! Or... just let die... whatever you want... I will give... everything to you..."
In Long Ye’s eyes, that skeleton monster fought recklessly, and its combat style terrified him.
And Wen Ping, his thods of torture were even more insane.
He would rather die than endure such tornt!
At this, Wen Ping raised his hand slightly, signaling Situ Xiuneng to stop the tornt, then opened the ridian Gate on his right hand, slowly stretching out his hand from behind him.
A white fla flickered in his palm.
Then, Wen Ping took the Blood Axe with his left hand, and the fla leaned directly towards the Blood Axe.
In the next mont, the fla climbed onto the Blood Axe like a coiling snake, tightly wrapping it.
In just a few breaths, the Blood Axe lted into a puddle of red liquid on the ground.
Seeing this, Long Ye’s heart skipped a beat!
His weapon, which had accompanied him for so many years, crafted by the Four-Spin Vortex Divine Artisan over half a year, lted in just a few breaths.
Wen Ping wouldn’t be thinking of using this fire to lt him too, would he?
Just as Long Ye’s heart was in shock, Wen Ping spoke, "Rember, this is called Punishnt Fire. It will make you vanish from the face of the earth in a blink."
After speaking, Wen Ping pressed one hand directly onto Long Ye’s chest.
When Wen Ping’s hand withdrew again, the white flas had already disappeared.
However, Long Ye felt that there was sothing new in his body.
Before he had ti to be scared, Wen Ping spoke again, "Don’t worry, it will stay quietly in your body, awaiting my command."
"What do you want to do?" Long Ye was bewildered.
Though it seems like everything is beyond his control, this feeling is even more unsettling.
Is this forcing him to obey henceforth?
Wen Ping continued, "My father will still follow you as you leave Heaven and Earth Lake, then enter the battlefield for training. Long Ye, listen carefully, if my father suffers even the slightest mishap on the battlefield, then—even if you change your na to Wen, you will end up like that Blood Axe!"
Imdiately after speaking, Wen Ping added another sentence.
"A kind reminder, don’t think about having an Earth Unrestricted Expert help you remove it. It’s very sensitive, like dry wood near a fire, it ignites instantly upon contact."
Saying this, Wen Ping quietly watched Long Ye, waiting for Long Ye’s response.
Though they had just t, it was evident that Long Ye was not the type to be resolute and unflinching in the face of death.
Now, it depends on whether his desire to survive can overco his inner pride and class prejudice.
If he can, then the issue of his father’s bodyguard is resolved.
If not, then he will have to find soone else.
The mont Long Ye was thrown into place by Situ Xiuneng, his heart was extrely conflicted.
He originally opposed this marriage and wanted to kill Wen Yan.
But now, the result is that he must protect Wen Yan.
Wouldn’t agreeing make him a laughingstock?
But if he doesn’t agree, he fears Wen Ping will continue to tornt him, both physically and ntally.
He would rather die than endure this.
"I agree!"
Finally, Long Ye gritted his teeth and agreed.
Laughable as it may be.
Laugh at himself, that’s all.
Others won’t know anyway.
...
At dawn, the lights in the streets and alleys of Vast City began to go out.
In just one night, the battle that took place after midnight had already spread to half the city.
Wen Venerable had now returned to the headquarters of the Hundred Sects Alliance, and the other two Golden Level Chiefs who had been preparing for their personal competition in the Demon Realm had also returned.
Under the morning light, the two leaned against the headquarters’ high building window.
The middle-aged man on the left side of the window was nad Suo Tongfang.
Despite his middle-aged appearance and robust physique, he was actually over 300 years old and had attended three century-long grand gatherings.
However, this was his first encounter with a Half-Step Earth Unrestricted Expert battle.
The elder on the right side of the window was nad Gong Cao.
Gong Cao rarely appeared; even Golden Level Chiefs of the Hundred Sects Alliance had only seen him a few tis. Many people only knew of his existence without knowing what he looked like.
Having beco obsessed with cultivation, he had stepped into Half-Step Earth Unrestricted 50 years ago and appeared only once a year; the rest of the ti he spent cultivating in Secret Realms.
At this mont, both were focused intently, listening to a report from below.
A Silver Level Chief said, "Sir, Li Bao from the Vast Auction House has been found. According to him, after the battle began, he stayed at the auction house and never left."
Wen Venerable said, "Quite capable, not dead yet."
The Silver Level Chief responded, "Sir, he survived thanks to the protection of that mysterious expert, allowing him the fortunate opportunity to witness the battle closely. According to him, the one fighting Long Ye of the Long Family was not the mysterious expert but his Demon Servant."
"Demon Servant?"
"Demon Servant!"
All three were astonished.
The silent Gong Cao spoke, "A Demon Servant of a Half-Step Earth Unrestricted?"
The Silver Level Chief nodded and continued, "Li Bao said he saw with his own eyes, a creature without flesh, only bones."
"What kind of demon is this?" Wen Venerable hurriedly looked at Suo Tongfang.
As the longest-living among the three, he was naturally knowledgeable and experienced.
However, Suo Tongfang shook his head, "Never seen, never heard of. It may be an unusual demon... But that’s not the point. The point is the owner of the Demon Servant. Who is this expert capable of conquering a Half-Step Earth Unrestricted Demon? Are they from Heaven and Earth Lake? Or from the Wandering Pavilion?"
Suo Tongfang imdiately looked at the Silver Level Chief.
The Silver Level Chief shook his head and said, "Li Bao was hiding inside the auction house, where the walls were treated by the Vortex Divine Artisan, allowing him to see outside but not hear. So he couldn’t catch the conversation between the mysterious expert and the people from the Long Family. However, Li Bao said the person was not visiting the Vast Auction House for the first ti."
Upon hearing the words ’not for the first ti,’ Wen Venerable couldn’t help but stand up.
Suo Tongfang imdiately shouted, "Quickly bring Li Bao over!"
Soon, Li Bao was escorted to the headquarters of the Hundred Sects Alliance.
After being questioned thoroughly, Li Bao recounted his entire encounter with Wen Ping from beginning to end.
Since their interactions were brief, nothing useful was extracted.
The only clue was the items Wen Ping sold to the auction house.
But all those items had already been sold, and buyers included all kinds of people; retrieving them was extrely difficult.
Even if successfully retrieved, those items were not of great value; anyone with White Crystal could buy them at any comrcial store or market.
Using them as clues was indeed far-fetched.
However, the Hundred Sects Alliance did not give up; after questioning Li Bao, they began a large-scale search for witnesses to the battle.
Tens of thousands were questioned one by one.
The enormity of the undertaking was astonishing.
anwhile, the protagonist of this battle was helping his disciples prepare for tomorrow’s individual competition.
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