Chapter 102: The Merciless Demon Lord 3 "Evil beast."
Hearing this hoarse question, Jian Ziyan felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen. His pupils trembled, and he tried his best to pull his gaze out of this dark abyss, but he was held tightly, unable to move.
The little fox was filled with fear and trembled as he looked at the man who was holding him. The strong emotion in his eyes made it hard to believe that he was just an ordinary fox.
It opened its mouth slightly, as if it had countless questions to ask, but in its fox form it was unable to speak and could only make a few weak chirps.
He wanted to ask, have you already seen through it, and now you are just trying to force me to show my true colors.
Lu Wufeng coughed lightly twice, his face turned as pale as snow, and his pupils were as dark as ink, without even a trace of light.
It was true that he was obsessed, but he was not completely unprepared, so when he sensed that something had broken through the restriction, he deliberately stayed put, just to see who wanted to take advantage of his crisis to do something.
What he didn't expect was that the person who came in was the little fox he rescued.
Out of shock and a hint of unbelievable rage, he maintained a obsessed look, trying to see what this fox was and what it wanted to do.
Although he failed in his cultivation, his mind was not confused. He clearly remembered that the restriction he placed on Lingzhao Peak stopped everyone, but there was one exception.
The enemy who caused him to die twice, who only returned a hundred years later, who made him hate him day and night, and who he could not escape from...
Lu Wufeng suppressed the surging hatred in his heart and waited for the fox's next move. When the fox found a way to squeeze the juice of the Star Fruit into his mouth, his guess was settled.
Although not possible
Even if you can't believe it, the fact is right in front of you.
The Qingming Immortal Scroll was discovered by him and that person together. Perhaps there were more than just the two of them who had seen the scroll from ancient times to the present. However, there was only one person who had seen the Qingming Immortal Scroll, knew that he needed some star fruit at this time, and could pass through the restriction unscathed. That was the only one.
Facing the fox's confused eyes, feeling the soft and furry claws in his palm, and thinking of the pity and warmth he had shown to the fox over the past few days, Lu Wufeng felt a great sense of ridicule overwhelm him.
"It's you... isn't it?"
He didn't grit his teeth, nor did he use all his strength, but every word he uttered was filled with a strong chill that made people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts.
The little fox shrank its limbs, looking at this man who was the most familiar yet the most unfamiliar to it timidly and pleadingly.
Don't pursue it, Wufeng, just treat me as an ordinary fox. From now on, Jian Ziyan will never appear in front of you again...
Lu Wufeng couldn't hear his inner voice, but seeing the fox's human-like reaction, he became more certain of his guess.
He chuckled dumbly and slowly closed his eyes, his hair moving without wind, that was his raging true energy overflowing crazily.
Jian Ziyan was already seriously injured, and after receiving such an impact, he could not hold on at all. He opened his fox mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
All the hair on his body was wilting and his front paws were almost broken off, but he acted as if he didn't see it. He just moved his body anxiously and rubbed Lu Wufeng's wrist with his furry head.
Don't leak your true energy anymore, or you will really go crazy...
However, the moment the little fox touched Lu Wufeng, Lu Wufeng seemed to be strongly stimulated, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked the little fox out!
Jian Ziyan was caught off guard and knocked over the table, hit the wall heavily, and fell heavily to the ground.
The fox reluctantly raised its head a little, wanting to take a look at Lu Wufeng's condition, but could only fall to the ground dejectedly, unable to move.
He blinked weakly and watched the devil-like man slowly approaching him.
The slender, cold hand stroked his fur. Although the force was very gentle, he could not suppress the chill that surged from the bottom of his heart.
"You fooled me again."
Lu Wufeng's voice became extremely unfamiliar, as if another person had awakened from his body. This person had no mercy or love, only deep hatred and a ruthless intention to tear Jian Ziyan's tendons and bones apart.
"What do you want to do this time? You turned into a... fox?"
Jian Ziyan was trembling slightly. He couldn't speak, let alone answer this question.
He didn't even have the strength to shake his head now and could only look at Lu Wufeng with pleading eyes.
Lu Wufeng tilted his head slightly, seeming extremely confused.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Didn't you expect that I wasn't possessed?" He thought for a moment, turned around and saw the Star Fruit thrown aside, and said in a sudden realization, "You still want me to regain consciousness and look at myself clearly..."
"...Is he killed by you again?"
Jian Ziyan shuddered violently and looked at him in disbelief, his eyes filled with deep hurt.
Seeing that he was trembling with fear, Lu Wufeng raised the corners of his lips and smiled gently.
But there was no smile in his eyes.
"So you are afraid too."
Lu Wufeng's palm moved up, from the body to the fox's neck, and then tightened little by little.
"What are you afraid of?" His tone suddenly became gloomy, "--I am afraid that what you have done to me, one day I will
Will it all be returned to you?"
His voice sounded like it came from hell, and Jian Ziyan realized in despair that Lu Wufeng really hated him to the core.
But he didn't blame him. After all, if anyone saw what he had done before, who would think that he had good intentions?
The fear and pleading in the little fox's eyes gradually turned into dead silence. It pressed its face to the cold ground, feeling the suffocation becoming increasingly intense, and gave up any struggle.
So be it, since Wufeng really hates him so much, he will repay him with his life.
I just hope that this tragedy that has lasted for two lifetimes can end here and not affect Wufeng's future aspirations for the throne...
Lu Wufeng tightened his grip expressionlessly, with enough force to break a person's neck.
Even though Jian Ziyan was not an ordinary fox, he was strangled to the point where he almost lost his breath.
However, just when Jian Ziyan was about to be strangled to death, Lu Wufeng suddenly loosened his grip.
"Do you think I will let you die so easily?" He looked down at the fox, with a hint of revenge in his voice, "Jian Ziyan, do you think that the only thing you owe me is that sword?"
Hearing this, Jian Ziyan, who had originally planned to close his eyes and wait for death, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards Lu Wufeng with eyes filled with deep astonishment and panic.
Lu Wufeng understood, and he laughed twice. His voice seemed to carry the sound of the mighty wind, penetrating the desolation of two worlds.
He asked: "Jian Ziyan, do you still remember Jiang Zhijun?"
After confirming that incredible guess, Jian Ziyan could no longer remain calm and his whole body began to tremble violently. He even tried his best to move his weak body and retreat.
How is this possible... Why would Wu Feng remember... The thing that made him regret the most, the beginning of everything, the life that made him regret so much, why would Wu Feng remember it...
It was enough for him to be the only one who remembered the heart-wrenching pain, why did he have to let Wufeng remember it, why did he have to let Wufeng also endure this torture...
Jian Ziyan was stunned by the news. He tried to retreat but was strangled by Lu Wufeng and was forced to listen to his voice.
"Didn't you expect it? I didn't expect it either, that life full of humiliation and regret, that poor Buddhist who was played around by you and discarded in the blink of an eye, is now resurrected in my body." Lu Wufeng bowed lightly, breathing in and out of the fox's sensitive earlobe, "Everything has retribution, and now God reminds me that you have fallen into my hands again, Jian Ziyan, you say..."
“Is this retribution?”
The fox's ears trembled violently, and it was unclear whether it was due to sensitivity or fear.
Lu Wufeng looked at the shivering, frightened and scared little fox, and satisfaction and self-loathing surged in his heart at the same time.
During the ceremony of becoming a Taoist couple with Jian Ziyan, he was stabbed in the chest by his lover with a sword. He should have died on the spot in shock, but God had mercy on him and allowed him to wake up again, and at the same time, his memories of his past life also woke up.
Although hundreds of years had passed since he was killed by a sword, to him, the shock and hatred still seemed as clear as yesterday, so clear that he could not forget any details.
He remembered the pattern on the hilt of the sword that Jian Ziyan was holding, and the indifferent face on his face at that time. That expression instantly reminded him of his previous life.
The Buddhist disciple who broke the precepts knelt before his master and the Buddha, enduring round after round of severe punishment. He was seriously injured and dying, but the light in his pupils never faded.
Because he has to endure these punishments, his lover is still waiting for him to find him, and once he endures it, he will be able to be with his lover openly from then on.
But he saw the face.
The face that was once the most intimate now revealed the coldest expression.
He just watched him quietly as he endured the beating and lay on the ground in a miserable state, like a dog.
Everything that had supported him before collapsed at this moment.
He stared at the face that was engraved in his heart. The extreme pain made him want to laugh crazily.
Until he saw that grim face, he still held out hope, thinking that his lover had disappeared on her own initiative because she knew the rules of his sect and didn't want to implicate him.
But now that person took the initiative to tell him that all this was just his wishful thinking, a beautiful dream he had woven to deceive him. Now that the dream is over, others have easily withdrawn, but he is the only one who has paid a huge price for a dream that he was unwilling to wake up from.
He lost his school, his master, his martial arts, his dignity, and finally his life.
But the person who took everything from him turned around and continued to roam freely in the three realms, and even went around in circles and played with his life in the palm of his hand.
Lu Wufeng was so hateful. After he regained his memory, his hatred for Jian Ziyan had reached its peak. He couldn't even imagine what he would need to do when this man really fell into his hands to vent the hatred that drove him crazy.
He even felt that he was no longer himself after returning from death. He maintained his elegant body and upheld the face of the head of Xuanyun Palace, but in reality, he was just a monster filled with hatred.
Lu Wufeng is already dead, and the current monster lives only for revenge.
Clearly seeing the hatred in his eyes, Jian Ziyan gasped weakly, then fell down submissively as if he had given up completely.
This is all what he owes Wufeng.
The debt owed in two lifetimes should be repaid by him alone.
"Aren't you going to change back?" Lu Wufeng asked softly, "I really didn't expect that the person who fooled me in both lives and even sat on the position of Demon Lord was actually a fox demon. Now the surprise is over. When it comes to revenge, of course it's better to see the enemy's face."
Jian Ziyan's heart was numb. He felt that no matter how cruel Lu Wufeng's words were, they could not make him feel any more pain.
He couldn't tell him that it wasn't that he didn't want to change back into human form, but that everything had to pay a price. In order to make up for the mistakes he had made, he had fought against the Heavenly Dao, the Demon Realm, and the Immortal Realm. Now whether he could change back into human form was no longer something he could decide.
But even if he could still speak at this time, Wufeng would probably not believe it. He would just think that this was another lie of his.
Lu Wufeng waited for a moment, and seeing that the fox showed no signs of transforming, a gentle smile appeared on his lips again.
"Since you like it this way, keep it this way," he said.
Then he made a hand gesture and several spikes appeared out of thin air, forming a cage that trapped the fox tightly inside.
At the same time, the spikes pierced through the fox's chest, abdomen, and tail, nailing him to the ground, leaving him no chance of escape.
The fox let out a sharp cry because of the severe pain, but Lu Wufeng looked gentle and made a hushing gesture to him.
"Although everyone thinks I'm in seclusion and no one will enter Lingzhao Peak, if you make too much noise, it will affect my mood." His face slowly faded into darkness. "Don't worry, we will have a long time to carry out this revenge that is a thousand years late."
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【419: "Host, you are so miserable..."
Jian Ziyan: "There have been times when things were worse than this, and there's no need to mourn."
419: "I don't know why. Lu Wufeng is the one with the best temper and the most upright gentleman in all the worlds, but when I see him, I am more afraid than seeing Hemera."
Jian Ziyan laughed out loud: "That's normal. The better tempered a person is, the more terrifying he is once he gets angry. Our Immortal Lord Wufeng has not yet shown his true terror."
419 voice was horrified: "What other ways will he come up with to torture you?"
Jian Ziyan said leisurely, "Who knows... When a so-called honest man is pushed into a corner, he can do anything cruel. But I'm not worried about that. Since he wants to torture me, he won't let me die easily. I'm more worried about another point."
419 immediately had a bad feeling: "...What do you mean?"
Jian Ziyan said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "He should find out how to change me back to human form soon! I am so scared now!"
419:……
It wants to kill itself because it is worried about its host. 】
The fox was nailed to the ground, blood gushed out, staining the ground red.
However, the Immortal Lord Wufeng, who was most particular about cleanliness, had no intention of cleaning up the bloodstain. He set up the furnace and started refining something without even looking in the direction of the fox.
Jian Ziyan opened his eyes weakly, the severe pain prevented him from falling asleep. He just stared at Lu Wufeng's figure in a trance and infatuation, as if the physical pain was not inflicted by him. Sadness and love still flowed in his eyes.
He could finally look at Wufeng openly. He didn't know how far he was from death, but dying in Wufeng's hands was the best fate he could imagine, and he was happy with it.
Lu Wufeng was refining something like this and ignored Jian Ziyan for several days.
Just when Jian Ziyan thought he was about to bleed to death, Lu Wufeng finally stopped refining and put the cauldron back into the ring.
Jian Ziyan's vision was already very blurry at this point, and he noticed Lu Wufeng approaching him, struggling to focus.
He thought vaguely, something seemed to be spinning around Wufeng...
Lu Wufeng walked across the carpet covered with Jian Ziyan's blood. The sticky liquid, which had turned into dark brown, stained his clean boots, but he seemed unaware and slowly came in front of Jian Ziyan.
Around him, nine nail-shaped objects were slowly rotating around him, flashing cold light.
Lu Wufeng squatted down, twisted the fox's weak jaw, saw his slightly opened eyes, and said calmly: "Not dead yet, right."
Jian Ziyan didn't have the energy to answer him, he just blinked slowly.
Sensing his weakness, Lu Wufeng injected a trace of true energy into him, allowing his vision to become clear again.
After seeing clearly what was surrounding Lu Wufeng, Jian Ziyan's eyes changed. Even though he had made up his mind to die, he still revealed uncontrollable fear in his eyes.
This is……
"You are familiar with the Soul Sealing Nail, right?" Lu Wufeng said softly, "I paid a great price to find these nine Soul Sealing Nails. Are you satisfied with this generous gift I prepared?"
He used the most gentle tone and the most considerate words to say the cruelest words.
The so-called soul-sealing nail is an extremely cruel torture even in the demon world.
The most important thing for a cultivator is the soul. As long as the soul is immortal, the body can be reshaped and reborn. But if both the soul and the spirit are destroyed, then this person will completely disappear between heaven and earth.
This soul-sealing nail is a punishment for the soul.
Only one nail is needed to nail the soul into the current body, and it cannot escape until the body dies. If three nails are driven into the body, the soul will be annihilated along with the body, and it will never be recovered. And when all nine nails are driven into a person's soul...
This person's soul will be like being thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, and will feel the pain of all the tortures in the world combined on the soul at every moment. It will never stop and there will be no escape. Even if the body dies, the soul will be imprisoned in this body forever. As it rots and melts, the pain will never go away.
As long as less than six soul-sealing nails are driven in, the executioner can remove them voluntarily. However, if all nine soul-sealing nails are driven in, there will be no cure even for a great immortal.
In order to punish Jian Ziyan, Lu Wufeng even went so far as to collect all nine soul-sealing nails.
Jian Ziyan widened his narrow fox eyes, and allowed Lu Wufeng to grope his thin body stiffly, as if he was evaluating whether such a weak physique could withstand the injection of nine soul-sealing nails?
"You still don't want to change back to human form?" Lu Wufeng asked, "If you endure it in the form of a fox, I'm afraid you will directly transition to the last step of this punishment."
The final step of the Soul-Sealing Nail punishment is that along with the death of the body, the soul is forever imprisoned in the same place and endures painful torture.
Jian Ziyan didn't dare to move. He stared at the nine soul-sealing nails, even his breathing stopped.
"Don't want to? There's really nothing I can do with you. You're always so willful." Lu Wufeng said.
It was incongruous and chilling to hear such doting words spoken in such a calm tone.
He just made a gesture, and except for the three places where the fox was pinned,
The other injuries healed at an extremely fast speed.
After using the Soul-Sealing Nail, Lu Wufeng once again used a spell that only a magic cultivator would use. Jian Ziyan was no longer surprised.
Everything has a price. If you want to heal your wounds quickly, you need to pay a corresponding price in exchange. Now that his wounds have healed, he can clearly feel that his body is aging rapidly.
He paid the price of his life.
"People who practice cultivation have extremely long lifespans. I will use some of your lifespan to heal your current injuries. It should not be a big deal." Lu Wufeng said gently.
Under normal circumstances, reducing a portion of his life span would not harm Jian Ziyan's real interests, but he didn't know...
Jian Ziyan closed his eyes tiredly, waiting for the coming pain.
Lu Wufeng's eyes were gloomy as he nailed the soul-sealing nails into the little fox's body one by one.
The little fox trembled violently at first, and then, having already lost all its strength, it suddenly burst into an ear-piercing scream. Each scream became sharper and more miserable than the last. Soon its throat was broken and it coughed up blood, but it could not stop and was still screaming at the top of its lungs, as if it wanted to scream itself to death.
He didn't notice that Lu Wufeng's body also trembled after hearing the scream.
A trace of pain and pity flashed across his eyes, but they quickly turned cold and hard.
Lu Wufeng, you can't be soft-hearted. Have you forgotten what he did to you?
Your revenge, the revenge of your master in your previous life, and the revenge of the monks and civilians who were innocently killed by Jian Ziyan in this life, aren’t you going to avenge them?
Lu Wufeng listened to the painful and hoarse cry, and felt no joy in his heart, only endless coldness. The kind part of him was tearing his heart apart, but he told himself that he could not stop.
He hated Jian Ziyan, but he also hated himself at the same time.
Why even at this time, he still couldn't control his love, why was there still a trace of softness in his heart.
Is he worthy of his two lives, worthy of his master, and worthy of the innocent souls who died tragically?
He forced himself to listen until the fox's voice faded into silence.
Lu Wufeng put away all his emotions and lowered his eyes to meet the fox's wide-open eyes.
It was extremely empty inside, and the moment it met his gaze, it suddenly struggled to touch his boots and the hem of his clothes with its fox claws.
Lu Wufeng understood what he meant.
He was saying, "Please, kill me."
"How can you die like this?"
He heard his own disembodied voice ring out grimly.
"This is the price you pay, you beast."
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