Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Let the male protagonist of the fairy tale experience my love 21
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The disciple, overjoyed at these words, kowtowed in gratitude. Just as he looked up, Meng Fuge suddenly thrust the whip in his hand toward him, commanding, "Take this whip and whip him." The disciple hadn't expected Meng Fuge to ask him to do such a thing. He took the whip, stunned, his mind blank, completely unsure of what to do. He stared at Meng Fuge, his eyes wide open, as if trying to confirm his hearing. Was he telling him to whip Xuanqing Patriarch? Realizing this, his pupils constricted, his face filled with terror, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead. He shook his head frantically, stammering, "Senior...Senior, I really don't dare..." Seeing this, Meng Fuge's lips curled up slightly, a faint smile spreading across his face, seemingly unperturbed by his refusal. She wielded a longsword, gleaming with cold light, and lightly stepped up to the disciple. She placed the blade across his neck, the cold touch sending shivers down his spine. Meng Fuge casually scratched his ears, then asked in a friendly tone, "Oh? I don't think I heard you clearly. Can you please repeat?" The disciple's body instantly stiffened, his throat clogged, unable to utter a single sound. His gaze shifted between Meng Fuge and Patriarch Xuanqing, his heart in a state of intense struggle. After a long moment, the disciple finally seemed to have made up his mind. As he turned toward Patriarch Xuanqing, he gave him a furtive wink, as if to say, "I was forced to do this!" However, his expression was truly comical. Meng Fuge stood aside, watching all this with an expressionless face. When the disciple approached Elder Xuanqing, she spoke slowly, "Remember, if you don't beat me to my satisfaction, you'll be the one to take the beating!" The disciple's heart skipped a beat. He had initially considered showing some mercy, but upon hearing Meng Fuge's words, he immediately changed his mind, deciding his life was more important. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then, with all his might, lashed out at Elder Xuanqing with a fierce blow. With a crisp snap, the whip landed hard on Elder Xuanqing, sending him shrill screams. Meng Fuge nodded in satisfaction. Watching Elder Xuanqing's agony, her boredom instantly vanished, and her mood became remarkably relaxed. The surrounding disciples, terrified by this scene, dared not utter a single sound, not even to breathe. Their eyes widened in horror as they stared at Meng Fuge, fearing they would be the next to be commanded by her. Meng Fuge paid no heed to her reactions. She continued methodically directing the other disciples, one by one, to line up and whip Ancestor Xuanqing. Everyone in the sect, without exception, had been assigned this task by Meng Fuge. And what about Meng Fuge herself? She sat leisurely by the side, listening to the crisp thumping sounds, feeling incredibly happy. To her, the sound was like heavenly music, bringing her an immense sense of peace. So, of course, she had to enjoy a drink and savor this wonderful moment! The disciples were tactful. Seeing Meng Fuge so contented, they quickly brought her a table and chairs, set out fine wine and delicious food, and served her well. Meng Fuge didn't hesitate, enjoying the delicious food while enjoying the "performance" of the disciples whipping Ancestor Xuanqing. However, Meng Fuge was no pushover. Her eyes were sharp, and she could tell at a glance which disciple wasn't striking hard enough. When she encountered such a disciple, she would send them back for another beating until they met her standards. Initially, the disciples were terrified; no one wanted to be targeted by Meng Fuge. But once they had truly beaten Xuanqing Patriarch, their moods shifted dramatically. They were intoxicated; being able to personally whip Xuanqing Patriarch was something they could brag about for the rest of their lives! In the corner, System 1314 silently observed the entire scene, secretly thanking herself for not interfering. Meng Fuge carefully examined the mangled body, exclaiming, "Tsk, tsk, tsk! As expected of a Mahayana cultivator, even after being beaten for so long, he's still alive." With a decisive move, she thrust her sword into Xuanqing Patriarch's dantian, swirling it several times to ensure it was completely crippled. From now on, like Yang Chongtian, they'd become crippled! Meng Fuge turned gracefully and left the sect, leaving the mess behind for them to clean up. After a month, Meng Fuge lost interest in tormenting the sect. Torturing them daily would tire them out. "Boring! Nothing interesting to do?" System 1314 kindly suggested. "How about... a romance with the supporting actor?" Instantly, a sword was placed at System 1314's neck. "What did you just say?" System 1314 jumped, its voice trembling. "I, I was just kidding, Sister Meng, don't be impulsive." Meng Fuge snorted and sheathed her sword. "A romance? I'm not interested. Wouldn't torturing others be better? Why waste your time?" She strolled along, bored. During this time, she had taught the immortal sect a lesson, even visiting the immortal families. Was it time to head elsewhere? Suddenly, a desperate cry for help rang out from the distance. "Fairy, save me!" Several men in black surrounded the young man. Hearing his plea for help, they looked in the direction of the voice and met Meng Fuge's gaze. They were too scared to move. They had seen this person before. Meng Fuge's portrait had been plastered all over the streets and alleys, and even all the independent cultivators knew her. After all, in the past month, countless elders and sect leaders of the sects were scared to death by Meng Fuge. Everyone wanted to avoid her when they saw her. Meng Fuge didn't seem to notice their abnormality and waved her hand, "You continue!" Everyone paused. Shouldn't they save him? This person is their Lord, they dare not kill him! What should they do now? Cang Yuan was also stunned. Shouldn't the people of the Immortal Sect take it as their responsibility to save the people? What was going on? He heard that a very powerful cultivator had emerged from the Immortal Sect, and those people praised her highly, wanting to praise her to the sky. He acted out the drama of the hero saving the hero, but she didn't fall for it?
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