Jiang Sanzu instinctively reached out with both hands to touch the bamboo ball.
However, the next second, he was shocked by a strange scream.
Golden lightning flashed across the bamboo ball; anyone who touched it would suffer excruciating pain.
Terrified, Jiang Sanzu curled up in the middle, not daring to move.
"My lord, this, this is..."
"I just need a bamboo ball to play with," Xingyi said slowly. "Didn't you just say you were willing?"
"My lord, I..."
"Wukong, give it a try." Xingyi said, lashing his tail at the bamboo ball, which immediately flew towards Wukong.
As the bamboo ball rolled, Jiang Sanzu had no way to keep himself curled up in the center, a safe position.
So a series of screams erupted instantly.
Wukong had already gotten into position, leaped into the air, and then kicked out from mid-air.
Jiang Sanzu shouted even louder.
"Good kick." Xingyi nodded repeatedly, took a few steps back, and prepared to receive another kick.
As a result, Huo Qing stomped on it with a sneer, using its body to leap into the air and take the blow from Wukong for it.
The three of them had a great time, and eventually even Niu Shanming and Lin Buhuan joined in.
Jiang Sanzu was in a terrible predicament.
As soon as his body touches the outer wall of the bamboo basket, golden lightning will enter his body, striking him so hard he will be on the verge of death.
Even my bone marrow hurts.
Despite the excruciating pain, he showed no signs of losing consciousness.
There were no wounds on his body.
It just hurts.
The pain was so intense that he wanted to end his own life.
But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, the pain intensified all over his body, to the point that he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.
All that remained were screams of agony.
He wanted to kill himself, but his full-force blow to the head didn't even knock out a single hair.
"Don't waste your energy. Sister Xue gave you a divine medicine, saying it will protect you for ten years, not even a breath less." Wukong said with a smile as he bounced the ball back and forth.
"My lord, kill me! I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!" Jiang Sanzu's face was contorted with pain.
"That won't do, you still have a great use to you." Wukong still had that smiling look on his face.
"Great Sage, this is..." Lin Buhuan felt extremely pleased as he looked at Jiang Sanzu's tormented state, but he was also somewhat puzzled.
"Did you sense something was wrong just now?" Wukong asked.
"Abnormal?" Lin Buhuan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, Great Sage."
"The massacre of your family has left you heartbroken and filled with hatred, making it difficult for you to perceive anything else." Wukong said, passing the bamboo ball to Lin Buhuan: "Why not, you'll see once you try it."
Lin Buhuan took it somewhat clumsily.
He had only kicked once, and his movements were not yet skilled. Moreover, that kick was filled with hatred, and he only wanted to make Jiang Sanzu suffer.
There was no perception.
This time, he took the bamboo ball, carefully examined it, and then kicked it away.
Xingyi caught it immediately.
Lin Buhuan stood there, stunned.
He felt that the kick caused his spiritual energy to surge rapidly.
This bamboo ball can actually accelerate the cultivation speed.
It's truly a divine object.
That way everyone will want to kick him, and kick him with all their might, which is great.
"You felt it?" Wukong asked.
"Hmm." Lin Buhuan nodded repeatedly and asked, "Great Sage, can any disciple of the Star Moon Sect kick this bamboo ball as they please?"
“Yes.” Wukong nodded: “This bamboo ball was originally prepared for ordinary disciples within the sect.”
"Great Sage, I have a favor to ask of you." Lin Buhuan said, then knelt down in front of Wukong with a thud and kowtowed several times.
"Speak." Wukong did not help Lin Buhuan up, but stood in front of him with his little paws behind his back.
"I am willing to donate all the wealth of the Lin family to the Star Moon Sect, only asking to be accepted into the Star Moon Sect and become an ordinary disciple," Lin Buhuan kowtowed again.
In this way, he can kick Jiang Sanzu frequently.
He didn't care about the speed of cultivation; he just wanted to hear Jiang Sanzu's screams and see Jiang Sanzu in unbearable pain.
He would never let Jiang Sanzu have an easy time in the next ten years; he would make Jiang Sanzu suffer excruciating pain at every moment.
"I can introduce you, but whether it works out or not is none of my business," Wukong said.
"Thank you, Great Sage." Lin Buhuan was overjoyed.
If the Great Sage is willing to help with the introduction, the matter will be half accomplished.
Although Jiang Sanzu in the bamboo basket was screaming in pain, he was perfectly conscious.
Lin Buhuan and Wukong's conversation was also heard clearly.
The despair in my heart intensified.
He now only hopes that this "Sister Xue" will keep her word and truly spare his life for ten years.
He longed for these ten years to pass quickly so he could be free.
Actually, this wasn't the most desperate time for him, because he felt that ten years wasn't a long time.
After all, he had casually gone into seclusion for over ten years before.
He had never known the phrase "time drags on endlessly."
But he soon found out.
Now, let's talk about the Yun family.
At this moment, Yun Wei had already entered the Nine Deaths and One Life Pavilion.
The first layer shimmered with a faint purple light.
This means that someone is trying to pass the level.
If it flashes green, it means you've passed the level; if it flashes red, it means you've failed.
Failing to complete the challenge means that the person attempting the challenge has died inside.
If one has the corresponding cultivation level, this level is not too difficult and can usually be passed without much effort.
However, Yun Wei is still two major realms away from the lowest level, the Returning Origin Realm.
Yun Xiu even guessed that Yun Wei might be instantly killed by the guardian of the first level.
But now, two days have passed.
The first layer still shimmered with a faint purple light.
This means that the challenge continues, and both the challenger and the defender are still alive.
Because if the gatekeeper dies, the challenger will be automatically sent to the second level after 15 minutes.
"This...something's not right," Yun Xiu said, pursing his lips.
“Something’s not right.” Yun Ke frowned as well: “With Yun Wei’s cultivation level, he would be automatically matched with a Guiyuan Realm guardian after entering the Nine Deaths and One Life Pavilion. Logically speaking, Yun Wei should be dead in one encounter, but he has been holding on for two days.”
"I'll go ask Yun Tong," Yun Xiu said.
After all, she was one of only two people who managed to enter the pavilion, and she is currently the only one still alive.
"Okay." Yun Ke nodded: "You go ahead, I'll keep watch here."
"Then be careful." After saying that, Yun Xiu turned and left.
The Nine Deaths and One Life Pavilion was built by the ancestors of the Yun family. It is similar to a secret realm and is surrounded by formations.
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Yun Xiu quickly found Yun Tong and discovered that Yun Yue and the others were also there.
"Big brother." Yun Xiu stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting.
"Has Yun Wei finished his challenge?" Yun Yue looked up at Yun Xiu, sighed, and a hint of regret in his eyes: "He had good potential, but alas..."
"It's not over yet," Yun Xiu interrupted.
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