These words were like a wake-up call. Without further hesitation, Shui Yuntian began to slash wildly with his sword.
His movements showed no trace of martial arts skill; he acted like a child, simply venting his inner anger.
One corpse after another fell at his feet, and Shui Yuntian's eyes were already filled with tears.
After more than a decade, among these people, there may no longer be those who tormented his parents back then, but killing them means that Shui Yuntian also has the determination and courage to confront that person, and no longer needs to blindly use killing to cover up the fear deep in his heart.
The more he cut, the more determined Shui Yuntian became, and the ever-present fear gradually dissipated with the wind.
I haven't felt this good in so many years!
I still remember how powerless my father was to resist, how desperately my mother screamed, and how utterly helpless he was. But now, he can raise the butcher's knife and send all these devils to hell.
As the last executioner fell, Shui Yuntian could no longer hold onto the knife, and it fell to the ground, splattering blood everywhere.
He collapsed to his knees, looking at his calloused hands, and for the first time, he cried out in unrestrained grief, his voice hoarse and strained!
Xiang Wan stood beside him and began chanting Buddhist hymns again.
In this life, all the entanglements and sorrows are only temporary. In the long journey of life, if one can find a place for one's heart to belong, even if one spends one's whole life on the road, one can still find peace and happiness.
At this moment, the only thing Xiang Wan could do to comfort Shui Yuntian and help him stop dwelling on the past was this calming and soothing incantation. It was a tribute to the dead, a comfort to the living, and a way to bring peace to his restless heart.
"Monk, stop singing."
Shui Yuntian spoke, interrupting Xiang Wan. She looked down and saw a calmness and determination in Shui Yuntian that was different from before; the murderous intent that could be easily provoked was gone from his eyes.
That's excellent!
"What are you going to do next?"
When he first heard Xiang Wan ask for his opinion, Shui Yuntian's eyes flickered, and he said, "Save all living beings."
He returned the words verbatim, without any intention of teasing or being perfunctory, but Xiang Wan felt that it didn't quite fit Shui Yuntian's character.
"Monk, if you don't help them and get some reinforcements, are you just waiting to be wiped out in one fell swoop?"
Shui Yuntian's teasing words put Xiang Wan at ease a little. She was genuinely afraid that after all her hard work, she would be back to square one, which would make her want to vomit.
"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk is not blind, well done, well done!"
Shui Yuntian: "..."
Sure enough, the monk was still the same monk; he could only be serious for three seconds.
However, this kind of monk is quite cute.
A thought suddenly flashed through Shui Yuntian's mind, but he immediately dismissed it, because if the monk's mouth could be sewn shut, he wouldn't hesitate for even a second.
"Now, you can conquer the world with your good looks."
After completely dispelling the gloom in his heart, his face, which Xiang Wan had altered with silver needles, had returned to its original state after that bout of crying.
When using acupuncture to stimulate acupoints for facial rejuvenation, it is crucial to avoid extreme emotions such as extreme joy or sorrow, as the acupoints on the face can shift with significant changes in facial expression.
Xiang Wan didn't think it was a bad thing that he had regained his original appearance. After all, the Tianmen Sect still needed a more normal leader to fight against that one.
Shui Yuntian snorted, turned and walked out of the torture chamber without looking back. He took the keys he'd found from the guards and opened all the cell doors on that floor. However, very few of them could even stand or walk, let alone wield weapons.
However, it wasn't without its gains. Several of them were high-ranking officials of the imperial court, as well as important figures from martial arts sects. They remembered Shui Yuntian's face and his name, and they would be a great help to him once they left.
When the prison cell fell silent, a jailer came down to investigate and ran right into Shui Yuntian's gun.
"Tell me, where is your boss?"
Shui Yuntian was still bothered by what those people said about offering him to the boss.
Before his face changed, there was still a chance. Now, with this face that clearly belongs to a man, it probably won't attract the covetous eyes of anyone with a particular fetish.
The jailer was rather stubborn and refused to talk, so he became a dead man.
The second-to-last layer of jealousy, having killed all the prison guards, still couldn't get the position of the leader that those people talked about. A cold light appeared in Shui Yuntian's eyes.
Xiang Wan comforted him, "Amitabha, it seems that killing you now is only suitable for conquest, not for being a feast for the eyes."
Again, the sight was so beautiful it was almost edible. Shui Yuntian wished he could crush those four words and stuff them directly into the monk's mouth.
Because he was bound by Xiang Wan, he never had the chance to see his transformed face, only hearing others call him effeminate. Now that he's freed from the monk's constraints, his appearance has returned to normal, but that altered face will likely become another obsession in his heart.
“Kill them all, I don’t believe that lecherous ghost won’t come out.”
Shui Yuntian returned to his usual ruthless killing style. However, he no longer ignored those locked in prisons. He would open the cell doors and let them fend for themselves, or let them join the Tianmen Sect after they were released. This was a way of recruiting people in a gentler way.
After clearing four floors, they finally found the boss that the jailers had been talking about in a secret room on the fifth floor from the bottom.
Against the backdrop of gold and jewels filling the room, the leader, known as the boss, lay on a white jade bed, surrounded by a group of naked people, both men and women.
The fact that Xiang Wan and Shui Yuntian arrived uninvited didn't surprise the leader. He lay reclining, observing Xiang Wan and Shui Yuntian without making a sound, and finally, his gaze settled on Xiang Wan.
The leader was of decent appearance, and his muscles were quite well-developed from martial arts training. However, the way he looked at people was extremely unpleasant, as if Xiang Wan were naked in his eyes.
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