Seeing Xiang Wan approach the two jailers, whisper something in their ears, and then release them by pressing their pressure points, Shui Yuntian really wanted to go and join in the fun, but when he thought of what Xiang Wan had just said, he couldn't bring himself to do it.
He's a grown man; if he had to sell his body to earn a living, he'd rather starve to death!
However, the two jailers did indeed bring something a moment later and put it in the cell, which made Shui Yuntian somewhat uneasy. After the two left, he couldn't wait to go forward and ask what had happened.
"Liao Sha, I know you disdain such food, so I won't give you any more trouble in choosing. Amitabha, this humble monk will begin."
Without turning her head, she quickly stuffed the vegetables, roast chicken, and rice—enough for one person—into her mouth, all while making him watch helplessly under the pretense of caring for him. The veins on Shui Yuntian's forehead throbbed, and his voice was filled with gritted teeth.
"Monk, if you're not going to give me any food, just say so. Do you think I need your meager offerings?"
Xiang Wan nodded as she ate, agreeing, "The leader of the Tianmen Sect is truly extraordinary. Even as a monk, he exudes an air of otherworldly grace. This humble monk can now save a lot on his future food rations."
What's the meaning?
Is there more to come?
Shui Yuntian clenched his fists tightly, turned his head away, and closed his eyes, wanting to avoid seeing it altogether. He was afraid that if he watched any longer, he wouldn't be able to resist overturning the monk's food—food the monk had obtained by exchanging his male beauty!
However, since the monk has such abilities, why doesn't he use this to escape?
Shui Yuntian thought this to himself and asked the same question.
After eating and drinking her fill, Xiang Wan burped and said, "Fine, we finally got in, and now we're just going to leave like this? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"
deficit?
Shui Yuntian felt a bit conflicted. So this monk had been deliberately captured and brought to Purgatory, but what was the point of dragging him along? Was it because they were afraid he wouldn't know what Purgatory was like inside?
Before he could say anything more, he heard a series of shrill screams, and the stench of blood seeped into every corner of the prison.
The familiar taste and familiar voice instantly made Shui Yuntian feel nauseous and want to vomit.
Every day he spent here as a child was like this. It was his nightmare, a childhood trauma he could never escape.
"Amitabha, well said! Even now, Liao Sha, don't you still consider me your benefactor? The Buddha said, 'Who knows the hardship behind every grain of rice on the plate? Only by not wasting a single grain of food can one attain Buddhahood on the spot.' If I had let you eat your fill just now, you would probably be vomiting uncontrollably by now. I have gone to great lengths to help you, Liao Sha, and I cannot let you down."
Damn it, if it weren't for the acid in his stomach rising to his throat, which would make him vomit as soon as he opened his mouth, Shui Yuntian really wanted to slap the monk across the face.
Not only did they not give him food, but they also tried to pat themselves on the back. I really don't know how many layers of skin this monk has; it's so thick that even an arrow couldn't pierce it.
"A dark and windy night, a time for murder and arson. Now that the killing is over, it is time for us to save all living beings."
If you want to go out, then go out. Why make it look like bandits are raiding a village?
Shui Yuntian was exhausted and didn't want to say a word. He silently followed Xiang Wan out of the cell.
During the day, there was a sentry every ten meters and a guard every fifty meters, but things were a bit more relaxed at night. Walking along the corridor in the direction of the screams, she encountered patrolling jailers along the way, but before she could get close, Xiang Wan used ice needles to freeze them in place.
To be honest, these prison guards weren't particularly skilled in martial arts. The ones who were truly capable were interrogating prisoners in the torture chamber.
Shui Yuntian had no liking for the jailers in Purgatory. While Xiang Wan was immobilizing them, he drew the swords from their bodies and killed them one by one.
Xiang Wan did not stop it, because this was simply cause and effect.
Buddhism teaches that one can attain enlightenment by laying down the butcher's knife and repay evil with kindness, but Xiang Wan didn't think so. If a ruthless killer can become a monk to repent for his sins, where can those he killed seek justice? If one repays evil with kindness, how can one repay kindness? Sometimes, stopping killing with killing is also a way to save sentient beings, so why pretend to be compassionate and give evil people another chance to do evil?
Wherever the monk walked, corpses lay behind him. In the eyes of many of the imprisoned, a glimmer of hope gradually appeared.
The underground prison of Purgatory has more than one level; there are seven in total, named according to the categories of human vices: Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, and Lust. Xiang Wan and Shui Yuntian are imprisoned on the Pride level, the lowest level of Purgatory, and also the one with the strongest stench of blood. All the filthy, vile, and unbearable punishments are hidden in the deepest part of the earth.
Who is it?
Before they even reached the prison cell, two burly guards spotted Xiang Wan and Shui Yuntian.
Xiang Wan acted swiftly, snapping their necks. Just as she was about to step into the torture chamber, Shui Yuntian didn't follow.
In the dim torchlight, Xiang Wan saw his bewildered yet deeply resentful face.
They were almost at the place where the nightmare originated, how could Xiang Wan allow him to back down?
"Amitabha! Liaosha, how did your mother die?"
How did he die?
Ha, those beasts!
Shui Yuntian was filled with rage, and even from a distance, one could feel his aura rising steadily.
That's right. If he gets angry, it means he's still a normal person.
Entering the torture chamber, the bloody scene was extremely shocking.
People hung by iron hooks were having their flesh sliced off piece by piece with knives. Corpses lying on beds of nails had their internal organs scattered by iron combs, intestines spilling out onto the ground. Unrecognizable corpses were being repeatedly crushed by rollers filled with nails. The agonizing screams rose and fell, as if one had entered a true hell. Every executioner seemed like a demon from hell, their eyes filled with sin and the pleasure of inflicting torture.
These can no longer be called human beings, but demons, demons transformed from human beings!
"Oh, there are still two who slipped through the net!"
"Look at this color, it's really nice, it'll let the boss have a good time."
The dozen or so executioners stopped what they were doing and surrounded Xiang Wan and Shui Yuntian.
To get to this level, these people will use any underhanded tricks they can think of.
Before they could get close, Xiang Wan began to chant Buddhist hymns, which naturally included mermaid songs that could bewitch people's minds.
The deeper one's inner strength, the less affected they will be. Xiang Wan wasn't without a backup plan; taking advantage of their momentary lapse in concentration, she froze them in place.
"Kill them! Why aren't you doing it yet!"
Xiang Wan went to great lengths to dispel the shadows in Shui Yuntian's heart.
Shui Yuntian's eyes were bloodshot, and his hands, holding the knife, were trembling.
"They are just human beings, not demons. They bleed and they die. Shui Yuntian, did you see that? They are afraid too!"
Those who were frozen in place gradually lost their ferocity and began to show fear after Xiang Wan reached out and crushed the back of an executioner's neck.
It wasn't that Xiang Wan hadn't considered using their torture methods against themselves, but she didn't want Shui Yuntian to become a devil like these executioners.
"They are nothing but soulless shells. Kill them, for you, and for your parents, avenge them!"
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