Chapter 71 Imprisoned in Black Prison

Gu Qingya nodded in agreement and immediately summoned his disciples to perform acupuncture, starting a half-month long recovery therapy.

…

Half a month later.

The mountain mist dissipates slightly, and the fragrance of magical herbs floats in the air.

The spiritual energy is warm and moist like a spring, flowing quietly in the quiet room.

On the bed, Pei Yan moved his fingers, and Shen Yubai's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The two seemed to wake up from a long nightmare, and sat up slowly after a while.

When they saw Xie Youran outside the door, their expressions suddenly changed at the same time, and their eyes were full of panic.

"metropolitan……"

"We...we're still alive?"

Xie Youran stood with his hands behind his back, "Do you still know that I am the Sect Master?"

Pei Yan lowered his head and knelt down, and Shen Yubai also knelt down. Both of them had expressions full of regret.

"We...we were wrong. We were confused for a moment and believed Ye Wange's instigation...so...we insisted on leaving Qingyue Peak and heading to Xialing Peak."

Shen Yubai's voice choked with sobs, and his eyes reddened: "We thought we were smart, but we couldn't even distinguish the most basic good from evil... We are the ones who betrayed our sect and our master."

Xie Youran remained silent for a long time, watching them quietly.

Pei Yan kowtowed, his forehead bleeding as he hit the ground: "I know I am wrong, and I am willing to atone for my sins with my whole life."

Xie Youran was silent for a long time, then finally turned away.

"Since you have repented, then go and guard the Black Prison."

"If Ye Wange makes any more noise in the Black Prison, you will be held accountable."

“…Thank you, Sect Master!”

Xie Youran walked away with steady steps.

Deep in the black prison, the wind howled and the eternal lamp flickered with a pale flame.

The stone wall is cold and eerie, with ancient forbidden runes all around.

Pei Yan and Shen Yubai were led in by law enforcement disciples.

From now on, they will stay here for the rest of their lives until their bones turn to ashes.

…

In a deep stone prison with crisscrossing iron chains, Ye Wange was chained to the execution platform.

Soul-devouring nails were nailed into the joints of her limbs, and the spiritual power in her body was sealed. Every time the soul-devouring nails were activated, it was like millions of steel needles piercing into her consciousness at the same time, causing her to scream in pain.

At this moment, she was leaning against the cold stone wall, dying. When she heard the iron door creaking open, she raised her head with difficulty.

When she saw who was coming, a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"Pei...Yan? Chen...Chen Yubai?"

Her voice was hoarse and trembling with humility: "You...you are here to save me, right?"

"I...I didn't mean it. I just...I just wanted to become stronger so badly that..."

She desperately tried to force a smile, trying to save the situation: "You are my most valued disciples. How could I...how could I really want to harm you? Quick...quickly help me untie these chains. I will definitely compensate you..."

Pei Yan and Shen Yubai looked at each other.

There was no mercy in their eyes, only endless hatred.

The corner of Shen Yubai's mouth curled up into a sneer: "Compensation? That's easy for you to say."

Pei Yan slowly approached and said word by word, "If it weren't for the Sect Master's intervention, do you think we would still be sitting here talking to you? When you refined us into puppets, did you ever think of this day?"

Ye Wange's expression froze, fear flashed in her eyes, and her lips trembled: "I... I just want to become stronger... You have to understand me..."

"Consideration?" Shen Yubai interrupted coldly, shook his sleeves, and poured out a cloth bag from the storage bag.

As soon as the bag was opened, dozens of poisonous snakes, scorpions and centipedes rushed out instantly, hissing and the friction of their shells made people's scalps tingle.

The cold stone floor of the Black Prison was instantly crawling with these sinister creatures.

Ye Wange's eyes suddenly widened, her body struggling frantically with fear, the chains rattling, and she screamed in a voice as if she was breaking: "No...!! Don't let them in!! Pei Yan! Chen Yubai! Please! I was wrong! Give me a way out!!"

However, Pei Yan and Shen Yubai stood outside the Black Prison and watched coldly, with no intention of stopping it.

Pei Yan's eyes were cold: "When you turned us into puppets, did you ever consider our pain?"

Chen Yubai sneered, "Didn't you say that disciples are nothing but cauldrons? If so, let us seek justice for all the disciples you have tortured throughout the world today."

The poisonous snake hissed and climbed up her calf. The scorpion swung its poisonous tail and pierced her skin fiercely. The centipede burrowed into her body along the corner of her clothes, bringing her excruciating pain.

"ah……!!!"

Ye Wange screamed and twisted wildly, blood splattering all over her body, begging non-stop: "Have mercy on me! I beg you! I'm willing to be your slave...Ah!! No!!"

The screams echoed in the depths of the black prison for a long time, like the howling of evil spirits.

Pei Yan and Shen Yubai had no expression at all. They turned their backs to the stone prison and closed the iron door coldly.

In the black prison, only the rustling of poisonous insects and Ye Wange's heart-wrenching howls remained...

From then on, she never had a moment of peace.

*

Everyone in the sect was discussing...Ye Zhaoli killed the demons, was protected by three powerful gods, and succeeded as the sect leader, dominating all directions.

These deeds were sung over and over again by the outer disciples, and almost everyone read them with admiration.

Unfortunately, these words fell into Gu Xingzhi's ears.

"Ye Zhao... is already the sect leader?"

"She...even the powerful God Transformation Master took action for her?"

Gu Xingzhi's eyes were stunned and his heart was beating wildly.

He recalled how he had left Qingyue Peak in a high and mighty manner, thinking that he could reach great heights by finding another wise master. However, his time was wasted, and when he returned to Qingyue Peak, he was even knocked away by a disciple with one move.

Now, he watched helplessly as Su Luoxue, who was once not favored, stood at the top, while he himself was mediocre and drifting in the outer sect.

"Why...why can she do it, but I have nothing..."

"boom……!"

Spiritual energy backfired! Gu Xingzhi's breath suddenly became chaotic, and his consciousness felt like it was exploding with pain.

He fell directly to the ground, spitting blood and his eyes were bloodshot.

“Ahhhh!!”

He held his head and screamed madly, mumbling incoherently: "I am the direct disciple... Why... Why wasn't I the one who established the foundation..."

His consciousness was completely disordered in regret and he became possessed!

…

Soon, the law enforcement elder got the news and brought people to subdue the crazy Gu Xingzhi.

"Alas, this person has gone astray. Staying in the outer sect will only cause trouble."

"Send it to the abandoned yard in the back mountain and let it fend for itself."

So, Gu Xingzhi was tied up and thrown into a small courtyard of the sect that had long been abandoned.

…

Night falls.

This yard had been abandoned for many years, with a leaky roof and overgrown weeds.

What’s even more terrifying is that there are constant rustling sounds coming from the cracks in the ground.

Countless spirit rats roamed in groups, their eyes glowing green, their fangs chattering, and they were even bold enough to climb directly onto tables and chairs.

Gu Xingzhi huddled in the corner, hugging his knees.

“Go away… Go away!!”

A spirit rat silently climbed onto his shoulder, its cold and wet nose sniffing at his ear. He screamed and waved his hands wildly, but this attracted more spirit rats to gather.