Chapter 95 Ninety-Five
Chapter Summary: "Wait!"
Seeing that Wei Wuxian in the celestial shadow had already stepped into the room to prepare for the extraction of his golden core, ...
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Just as Wei Wuxian in the Heavenly Shadow had stepped into the room to prepare for the core extraction, Wei Wuxian in the Space suddenly called out to stop.
"Miss Niangui, Wei Ying has a request."
Wei Wuxian stood up and bowed towards the place where Xiao Niangui had appeared.
"Please speak, Young Master Wei."
"The next step for Tianying is to empathize. The core extraction was my own decision, and I don't want so many people to suffer this pain together."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Niangui, who had always been obedient to Wei Wuxian, darkened his eyes and remained silent.
“Miss Niangui, you…”
Wei Wuxian was about to speak again when Lan Wangji grabbed his arm.
He turned his head in confusion and saw Lan Wangji's pale eyes reflecting his image, concealing some complex emotions.
"Wei Ying, I want to empathize with you."
Wei Wuxian was stunned when he saw the determination in those calm eyes.
Involuntarily, his gaze fell on Lan Wangji's chest, on the spot of the branding iron mark.
If you want to empathize with me, then this is also his place...
“A-Xian, your senior sister was unable to help you back then, and even made you disappear alone for several months. Now that we have this opportunity, it is time for me, as your older sister, to understand my younger brother.”
Jiang Yanli's gentle voice rang out from the side.
"Senior sister..."
“Aying, there’s no need to feel burdened,” Jiang Fengmian said.
Wei Wuxian turned around and looked around. Even Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi straightened their backs, indicating that they were fine.
Fearing that Wei Wuxian would continue to beg her and soften her heart, Xiao Niangui quickly waved her hand, and Tianying continued.
"Lie down."
Wen Qing gestured for Wei Wuxian to lie down, picked up a dagger, heated it over a fire, and then washed it in wine before looking at Wei Wuxian, who was already lying down.
"I'll ask you one last time, are you really sure? Once I make the cut, there's no going back."
"Okay, let's begin." Wei Wuxian closed his eyes, awaiting the pain to come.
Wen Ning helped Wei Wuxian unbutton his clothes, then stepped aside to wait to hand something to Wen Qing.
Looking at that patch of skin, Wen Qing took a deep breath, steadied herself, gripped the dagger, and steadily slashed down.
"ah……"
Even for a cultivator, the pain of having their abdomen ripped open by a dagger is extraordinary.
So at this moment, everyone in the space was clutching their stomachs.
Little did they know, this was just the beginning.
"This, the thought..."
Looking at the miserable state of everyone around him, Wei Wuxian felt that it was still not enough. Just as he was about to call Xiao Niangui, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck.
Lan Wangji knocked him unconscious.
“Ugh…” Wei Wuxian groaned, but then he saw Wen Qing stop what she was doing.
"Wen, Wenqing, what's wrong?"
"Wei, Wei Wuxian, can't be anesthetized."
Wen Qing's eyes searched for the faint golden light within Wei Wuxian's body, then turned to look at the various anesthetic products she had prepared. Her hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.
“Anesthesia will make your spiritual power thin and unstable, and the golden core could dissipate at any time during the core extraction process, so... anesthesia cannot be used.”
We can't...use anesthesia?
A look of horror crossed everyone's faces as they suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation.
But even if they realize it, what then? This is Wei Wuxian's past, and they can't change it.
Without anesthesia... can anyone endure having their clitoris removed?
“Then there’s no need.” Wei Wuxian took a deep breath, his hand slowly clenching into a fist at his side.
"You need to keep mobilizing your spiritual energy to ensure I can find the location of the Golden Core. If you can't hold on, all our efforts will be in vain."
Wen Qing unconsciously frowned; without anesthesia, she really couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Hmm—"
Before Wei Wuxian could finish speaking, he suddenly mobilized his spiritual power, and golden light shone brightly within his body.
With this movement, the pain from the cesarean section became even more intense, and beads of cold sweat began to appear on Wei Wuxian's forehead.
Seeing the sweat on his face, Wen Qing knew she couldn't keep him waiting any longer; she had to end this quickly.
She took a deep breath, turned her eyes away from him, cleared her mind of all distractions, gripped the dagger tightly again, and began the next action.
Since Wei Wuxian had made his choice, she couldn't let his efforts go to waste.
Wei Wuxian's golden core was hidden beneath layers of meridians. She needed to sever every meridian connected to the golden core in order to use her own spiritual power to remove the golden core intact from Wei Wuxian's body.
Each meridian shimmered with spiritual energy unique to Wei Wuxian. Wen Qing first found a thinner one and reminded him:
"Get ready, I'm about to begin."
After saying that, she instantly severed the meridian.
"Uh..."
Wei Wuxian felt another sharp pain, followed by the disappearance of spiritual energy, as if a wisp of his soul had been drawn from his body.
With this beginning, Wenqing's knife work became increasingly steady, accurate, and ruthless.
The hemostasis measures that Wenqing had initially arranged were completely ineffective. Fresh blood seeped through her skin, onto her clothes, onto the table, and then onto the floor, leaving a pool of blood.
The repeated pain caused Wei Wuxian to loosen his grip, and his spiritual energy also dissipated.
"Stay alert and circulate your spiritual energy, or I won't be able to see the golden core!"
Wei Wuxian frantically circulated all his spiritual energy, and his blood flowed even more freely.
He desperately suppressed the scream of pain that was about to burst from his throat. This was only the beginning, and he dared not waste his energy on shouting. He gripped the edge of the table beneath him with both hands, his fingers so strong that they seemed capable of breaking the table in two.
Seeing that the surrounding meridians had been severed, Wen Qing twisted her wrist, and the tip of the knife went deeper into the abdomen...
Many complex meridians were hidden in Wei Wuxian's flesh and blood. Wen Qing had no choice but to clean the flesh and blood first. Wen Qing gritted her teeth and kept cutting into his abdomen with the dagger. Cut after cut, the sound of flesh breaking was chilling.
Wei Wuxian was covered in fine beads of sweat, as if he had been washed. He tried to sit up, hoping to alleviate some of the pain, but Wen Qing noticed his intention.
"Wen Ning, hold him down! Don't let him move!"
Upon receiving the order, Wen Ning quickly stepped forward and pressed down on Wei Wuxian's shoulder, but Wei Wuxian was in excruciating pain and Wen Ning was unable to hold him down.
Wen Ning had no choice but to take a rope and tie Wei Wuxian's chest and hands tightly to the table.
He was unable to move, and could only numbly circulate his spiritual energy again and again amidst endless pain.
The cultivators from all the immortal sects had already collapsed in various forms in the space.
No one cared about their image. Even the Lan family members abandoned all proper etiquette during this core extraction, leaving only endless screams filling the space!
"Ahhh—"
"Stop! Let me go—"
"The Yiling Patriarch! Young Master Wei! Stop this!"
"Miss Wen, stop!"
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
Pain, just pain, pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, and nothing else.
They couldn't understand why the Yiling Patriarch, whom everyone called ungrateful, would willingly endure such pain to save Jiang Cheng. This was clearly a golden opportunity for him to take Jiang Cheng's place. As Jiang Fengmian's eldest disciple, his cultivation was far superior to Jiang Cheng's. Even if it was his rebuilt Lotus Pier, so what? How could anyone object?
Just when everyone thought that the pain had reached the point of numbness, the most extreme form of torture, Wei Wuxian in the Heavenly Shadow would channel all his spiritual energy to keep his golden core shining brightly, while simultaneously reawakening all sensation in his body. Time and again, he tortured himself in this self-destructive manner, endlessly, with no end in sight...
Xiao Xingchen was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten up. He was bent over, and his hand, which was clutching his abdomen, was trembling uncontrollably. He had suffered the pain of having his eyes gouged out before, and he thought that his endurance was already quite good. But now, after suffering such torture as having his core removed, he felt that it was nothing.
Nie Huaisang had already dropped his fan when Wen Qing struck him with her first blow. He had been howling in pain, but now he cowered beside Nie Mingjue, writhing in agony, only able to weakly groan, "It hurts... Brother Wei... my stomach... I can't take it anymore..."
Jin Ling and Lan Sizhui originally wanted to maintain their composure and at least sit down, but they knew it hurt, but they didn't know it hurt this much. As Wen Qing pressed the knife down, they curled into balls one after another, hoping to alleviate the pain by pressing their abdomens tightly and breathing heavily, but apart from the waves of pain, it was all in vain.
Having been in the space for so long, Lan Jingyi had long forgotten the family rules and etiquette. He simply collapsed to the ground and began to sob, his face covered in tears.
Lan Xichen supported his uncle, who was struggling to sit up but could barely keep his balance, and tried his best to maintain his composure. But he knew that this was the limit in the face of this excruciating pain...
Jiang Cheng clung tightly to Sandu as if it were his own body, sweat and tears streaming down his forehead, and a low growl escaped from deep within his throat.
If I had known that Wei Wuxian would have to pay such a price to restore his spiritual power, I would have preferred to live an ordinary life.
Lan Wangji remained outwardly calm, but the sweat streaming down his cheeks and the bulging veins on the back of his tightly clenched hands betrayed him.
At this moment, the more pain he felt under the empathy, the more he hated himself.
Why, why didn't he find him sooner?
He still remembered that when he heard that Lotus Pier had been destroyed, he had searched all over the country for Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng, who had disappeared since then. He went to Gusu, Yunmeng, Qinghe and even Meishan, but why did he never think of Yiling?
Wen Qing wiped the blood off the dagger; next came the main meridians.
With his Ren meridian severed, Wei Wuxian's pupils dilated suddenly, and his eyes became bloodshot.
The pain of rupturing a major meridian is greater than the combined pain of rupturing all the previous meridians.
He began to struggle violently, and the ropes binding him loosened somewhat.
Seeing that something was wrong, Wen Ning immediately pressed down on Wei Wuxian, pinning down his hands to stop him from moving around.
"ah!"
Another meridian has separated from the golden elixir.
In that space, all the wailing and roaring vanished in an instant.
All that remained was a deathly silence of helplessness, despair, and fear.
He watched helplessly as his spiritual energy was stripped away from his body bit by bit, and his years of hard-earned cultivation were destroyed in an instant. Even though the pain had already exceeded the limits of his body's endurance, it still raged throughout his body and seemed to have no end in sight.
Even if they wanted to lose consciousness and end the pain, they were empathetic, and Wei Wuxian's will wouldn't allow it, so they could only wander in helplessness and despair countless times.
"Bang!"
Finally, one of them fainted.
The people around initially thought that was fine, since everything would be over once they woke up. However, to their surprise, they watched helplessly as the unconscious person's body disappeared into the void.
Many people, amidst their pain and fear, recalled Xiao Niangui's words when they first entered the Heavenly Realm:
"Those who cannot persevere in empathy will vanish into nothingness."
So this was the true empathy Xiao Niangui wanted to offer them.
They didn't want to die, but as it turned out, it was beyond their control.
One cultivator after another fell and disappeared, like dust in the universe, vanishing and disappearing like ants, at the mercy of others.
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