"Rember at all tis, we of the Celestial Defect Sect are the true rulers, just biding our ti right now.
From today onwards, forget your original na. Your surna is now Zheng, and your na is Zheng Zhentian, aning to restore the Celestial Defect Sect, understand?"
In the dim, damp room, Zheng Wei looked down at the boy with an indisputable tone.
The boy, newly nad Zhentian, nodded chanically and replied, "Understood, I am Zheng Zhentian, to restore the Celestial Defect Sect."
"Good!" Zheng Wei nodded in satisfaction, taking a white candle from his pocket.
"Pa!"
The lighter lit the candle, making the room much brighter.
At this mont, Zheng Zhentian suddenly noticed there was a little boy in the corner!
The other boy seed to be around his age, hands tied behind him, mouth taped shut, and though his clothes were intact, the fabric was faded.
Simply put, the little boy was not from a wealthy family.
"Use the thod I taught you to concentrate the evil Qi in your palm, then hit out at him, let see your current level." Zheng Wei said seriously.
After speaking, he walked to the corner, bringing the tied-up little boy in front of Zheng Zhentian.
"I... hit him?" Although he had guessed the answer, Zheng Zhentian couldn't help but ask.
Zheng Wei nodded in confirmation.
Zheng Zhentian hesitated briefly, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his expression showed inexplicable joy, entirely different from when he first entered.
Truthfully, he couldn't rember how long he had been in this mostly dark room, just that it was a long, long ti.
Perhaps two or three months, or maybe half a year.
But in reality, it had only been less than half a month.
This was quite normal because a person's sense of ti becos blurred in darkness.
Imagine that whether you open or close your eyes, it's the sa, and without a watch or phone, how could a child in his teens keep track of ti?
Plus, in an isolated environnt, brainwashing is exceedingly easy.
A day ago, Zheng Zhentian might have still felt soft-hearted, empathizing with the little boy like a rabbit grieving for a dead fox.
But at this mont, he felt little emotion.
ntal defenses often collapse in an instant.
If you get through it, your defenses can beco stronger, but most people can't get through it.
Shortly after, a black layer spread across Zheng Zhentian's right hand, seeming to move across his palm like a living thing.
"Still not quite there." Zheng Wei thought to himself.
However, he didn't openly show disappointnt.
After all, it was just the beginning; you can't expect to master things imdiately; everything in excess is harmful.
"Bang!"
Under the boy's terrified gaze, Zheng Zhentian struck the boy's chest with his palm.
"Mmm mmm mmm!"
The little boy furrowed his brows tightly, tears welling up, appearing to be in great pain.
And after the strike, the blackness on Zheng Zhentian's palm vanished, returning to its normal color.
"Pull up his shirt and take a look." Zheng Wei said flatly.
"Yes!" Zheng Zhentian responded, reaching to lift the little boy's shirt, revealing the spot on his chest where he'd been hit.
A black handprint was seen on the boy's chest, but it was faint—so faint it was almost unnoticeable.
"Does this an I succeeded?" Zheng Zhentian looked up and asked.
Zheng Wei laughed mockingly, "You're far from it. With your ager skills now, you're still ten thousand miles from success."
Saying this, he shook his arm and struck at the boy with an invisible palm.
"Bang!"
Though there was no physical contact, a muffled sound was heard.
"Look again." Zheng Wei stood with his hands behind his back, eyes gazing forward with the deanor of a top master.
Zheng Zhentian skeptically lifted the little boy's shirt again, eyes widening in shock, speechless!
A dark, birthmark-like print was clearly visible on the boy's chest, utterly different from the barely noticeable print Zheng Zhentian had made—might as well be heaven and earth apart!
The little boy had fainted, collapsed on the floor, motionless.
Zheng Wei casually stated, "This was holding back; otherwise, with a full strike, his life would be no more."
"Amazing!" Zheng Zhentian looked at Zheng Wei with admiration.
Respect for strength seems to be a natural instinct for all creatures. This applies not only to humans but also to the animal kingdom.
"Don't aim too high; take each step firmly. Eventually, you'll be like ." Zheng Wei patted Zheng Zhentian's shoulder, eyes full of expectation.
Zheng Zhentian nodded heavily, hope igniting in his eyes.
A mont later, Zheng Wei walked to the cupboard leaning against the wall, opened the cabinet, took out a bottle of ink and a bizarrely shaped needle, and walked to Zheng Zhentian, saying, "Next, I'll tattoo you. With it, you will be a true mber of the Celestial Defect Sect.
Before this, let ask you again, are you willing to join our Celestial Defect Sect?"
"Willing!" Zheng Zhentian replied without hesitation.
Zheng Wei smiled, "Very good!"
Then he picked up the needle and started heating it with the candle.
However, unknown to him, the conversation that started five minutes ago was being transmitted by a hornet carrying a wiretap that had flown in.
...
"The old guy is truly psychotic!" Lone Wolf couldn't help but say, "Still talking about true rulers, what era does he think this is, ruling his grandfather!"
"Should we act now?" Xue Nuofu looked at Xiao Feng.
"No rush!" Xiao Feng patted Lone Wolf's shoulder, instructing, "Later, find a place a bit away from Zheng Wei's house and start a fire, get the Bai Family in chaos first.
Once it's chaotic over there, we'll make our move here, get that old guy Zheng Wei out first.
Be careful to avoid surveillance when starting the fire, don't do anything that could give them leverage."
Lone Wolf patted his chest, "Don't worry, big bro, a piece of cake, I'll make sure it's done beautifully!"
With that, he nimbly climbed in.
Soon, a wretched scream ca through the wall, "Ah! Damn it! Who the hell put so many spike boards at the base of the wall?"
"..." Xiao Feng.
"..." Xue Nuofu.
"..." The Martial Monks.
This is what you call a piece of cake?
"Brother Feng, what do we do now?" Hui Jiu approached to ask.
Xiao Feng's face darkened, "What to do, what the hell else can we do, charge through it!"
Then, he looked at Xue Nuofu, "Old Xue, it's up to you now!"
Xue Nuofu nodded, "Don't worry, I won't let anyone approach."
"Don't tell not to worry. Right now, what unsettles the most is when you guys tell not to worry." Xiao Feng said tongue-twistingly.
Climbing up the wall, Xiao Feng didn't rush to jump down. He saw Lone Wolf grimacing as he took off the spiked boards, gritting his teeth in pain, drawing sharp breaths.
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