"Turning black into white, eloquent and persuasive. So you used lies to fool Wu Moyi?" Yue Bai's cold voice was devoid of any warmth or sarcasm as she spoke lightly, yet her hand gripped Ji Gui's neck. With a slight exertion, she made the man, who had a handsome face but a disgusting aura, roll his eyes, stick out his tongue, and his entire face turn red.

The next second, Ji Gui felt a sharp pain in his mouth. Overwhelmed with fear and rage, he was about to curse, but all he could manage to utter was a series of "ah ah" sounds.

Yuebai released Ji Gui, whose tongue he had pulled out, and ignored the blood gushing from his mouth. He scrambled towards the door, took out a set of clothes from thin air, and bent down to cover Wu Moyi with them.

As he bent down, the white marks on Wu Moyi's body from past humiliations came into view. The newly ascended fairy, bound and trembling, closed her eyes and shed tears.

Without changing his expression, Yuebai pointed his fingers like a sword and cut the Immortal Binding Rope. He then wrapped Wu Moyi in his clothes and helped him up.

Immortals have extremely strong self-healing abilities. Even if they cut off flesh and bleed out, there will be no trace of them within a few breaths. Wu Moyi must have suffered more than just this, but those traces have disappeared.

Yuebai turned her head away from Wu Moyi, who was gritting his teeth and shedding tears as he dressed, and instead turned her gaze to Ji Gui, who had bumped into the barrier he had set up at the door. She then walked towards Ji Gui.

what goes around comes around.

How should evil be punished?

Treat the person the same way you treat them.

Ji Gui's eyes were filled with terror and panic. Without hesitation, he knelt down before Yue Bai and kowtowed, screaming and shouting.

Yuebai watched him kowtow for a long time, until his forehead was covered in blood, before she suddenly raised her hand, seemingly losing interest.

Ji Gui was seized by an invisible force, flipped in mid-air from a kneeling position to a supine position, and his clothes were instantly torn to shreds and turned to ashes.

"Aaaaaah!!"

Ji Gui screamed in terror, unable to move.

Only now did he realize what it felt like tormented by him. He enjoyed watching others tremble in terror and relished the fear in their eyes, but when it happened to him, he couldn't bear it.

With a blank expression, Yuebai casually picked up the red candle on the table and said without turning her head, "Wu Moyi, you watch."

The red candles lit up the moon, making the expressionless, aloof, and otherworldly Yue Bai appear even more sinister. Ji Gui's fair, naked legs suddenly lifted and bent backward on their own, revealing indescribable, tender parts.

The still-burning red candle then penetrated deep into Ji Gui's body.

"Aa ...

The heart-wrenching screams softened the pure, cold light in Yue Bai's eyes, revealing a faint smile. He curled his lips, tilted his head slightly, and said softly, "Wu Moyi, did you see it clearly? Did you hear it?"

Wu Moyi sat on the bed, as if in a dream, staring blankly as the pure and untainted young immortal he had first met inflicted cruel torture on his enemy.

The boy's long, moon-white hair and robe remained spotless, seemingly still glowing. His slightly turned face had flawless lines, and his jade-blue eyes softened with a smile, revealing a captivating, star-like quality.

But the man under his command was pale and trembling. His tongue had been pulled out but the bleeding had not stopped. Now he was bent in a humiliating position, with the burning red candle inside his body, and he was in unbearable pain.

Yuebai slowly took out a small knife and gently and slowly cut Ji Gui's body back and forth, like a saw, slowly sawing off a piece of flesh as thin as a cicada's wing.

Ji Gui trembled all over, his eyes rolled back, and he was in excruciating pain.

But Yuebai wouldn't let him die; even if he was just a skeleton, he couldn't die.

"What's so scary about him?" Yuebai asked Wu Moyi calmly as she cut off pieces of meat, casually replying, "A mortal, a mortal of great evil. You wanted revenge, so I let you go, and what happened?"

Wu Moyi remained stunned.

“It would be a mistake to have even a shred of pity for such a wicked person.” Yuebai had already cleaned one of Ji Gui’s calves. He switched to the other leg and slowly began cutting away flesh.

Ji Gui's screams continued, but the once bustling palace was now as if everyone was dead; not a single person heard them or came to look.

Amidst the piercing screams, Yuebai's clear and calm voice sounded extremely terrifying, as if he were not a benevolent deity, but a demon king who commanded countless monsters.

The Great Demon King of the Moon taught the little fairy in this way: "What you should do is not listen to his pitiful state, but let him taste everything that the creatures he harmed have suffered."

Long, long afterward, when Wu Moyi had become a member of the Punishers of Evil, known throughout the Tianyan Great World for his ruthless methods and hatred of evil, he still felt a chill rise from the depths of his soul and freeze his entire being when he thought of that scene.

Even at their first meeting, he was captivated by Yuebai's elegant demeanor, but that nightmarish day of being tortured by the villainous instructor extinguished all his desires.

The Moon White Demon King... lives up to his name.

(End of article)

Author's Note: Yuebai, destined to be single.

I've said before that I'm only kind to my family; please be gentle if you're not comfortable with that.