WebNovel Chapter 1232 Torture
Chapter 1232 Torture
Ning Ruan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
She wasn't good at comforting people, and this was clearly not the time to talk about such things.
"Where are your people?" she asked, getting straight to the point.
“Our people…” Li Yuan gazed in the direction they had come from, her voice heavy with sorrow, “Sister Bai Zhuo took the Fleeting Beauty Elixir to ensure our escape…”
Ning Ruan didn't know what fleeting beauty was.
But we can roughly guess its purpose.
She nodded. "Let's go find her."
Li Yuan: "..."
“My benefactor…” Li Yuan’s face was extremely pale, and her voice became even more hoarse. “Among them are those at the Foundation Establishment Realm. If anyone is to go back, it should be me. There is no reason for you to be in danger as well.”
“Foundation Building Realm…” Ning Ruan nodded, “That will be a bit more troublesome.”
“My benefactor, I know you have talismans that can speed people up. If possible, I would like to borrow a few, and exchange them for Hundred Flower Soul Essence afterward.”
"I want to go back to my clan to find someone first. If I'm fast enough, I might still have a chance to kill those guys."
Ning Ruan: “?”
She pulled out a luxury car and shoved Li Yuan inside.
"Tell me the way, what's wrong? You can save people but you don't, you're thinking about revenge instead."
Li Yuan: "..."
He wasn't angry; instead, he felt bitter. "My benefactor, Sister Baizhuo took the Fleeting Beauty Elixir, a unique elixir of my clan. Once the effects wear off, she'll be crippled. Given Sister Baizhuo's pride, regardless of the outcome of this battle, there will only be one result for her."
"Besides, the Flame Spider Clan has Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators on their side, and I can't let my benefactor risk his life for me again."
It's true that Li Yuan wanted to stay behind to cover their retreat.
But since we couldn't stay, we can't go back.
Once he got back, he couldn't help at all.
If Bai Zhuo Jie were still alive, he would be a burden.
If Sister Baizhuo is already dead, he's just offering himself up as a sacrifice.
So all he could do was hurry back to his clan. If he was fast enough, perhaps he could capture all of them today.
"Just tell me the directions."
Ning Ruan took a sip of her milk tea. "Besides, who told you I was going to take risks?"
……
"I was originally planning to give you a quick death."
"But you shouldn't have killed someone from my Flame Spider Clan."
“I have made up my mind. I will make you suffer terribly before you die, to comfort the spirits of my people in heaven.”
The leading Flame Spider Clan cultivator had icy eyes, and flames flew out from each of his legs.
They completely pinpointed Bai Zhuo's escape route.
Two people beside.
The corpses of two recently deceased Flame Spider Clan cultivators were falling downwards into the Boundless Realm.
Bai Zhuo was half-bent over.
Blood gushed from deep, bone-revealing wounds on his body, soaking through his clothes.
Even the human form was starting to lose its balance.
The power she had forcibly increased had receded like the tide.
The effects of the medicine, which had brought her fleeting beauty, were rapidly fading.
Instead, a weakness and deathly aura, the very essence of life burned away, spread from her limbs and bones, eroding her soul.
Upon hearing the other person's words, Bai Zhuo twitched the corner of her mouth, wanting to laugh, but it only aggravated her wound, causing her to spill a mouthful of dark red blood.
She raised her head, her pale face showing no fear, only a cold indifference and mockery: "Heh... killing one... was enough... now with two, I've even made a profit..."
As for dying? What's there to be afraid of!
"Sharp-tongued! Let's see how long you can keep up your stubbornness!"
As the Flame Spider Clan cultivator finished speaking, countless red lines shot towards Bai Zhuo.
However, it did not hit her vital spot.
It only pierced through the limbs and body.
Severe pain came over me.
Bai Zhuo let out a muffled groan, his body trembling uncontrollably, cold sweat mixed with blood instantly soaking through his tattered clothes.
The fire not only brought excruciating pain that burned her veins, but also seemed to be a persistent, insidious disease, frantically devouring her already dwindling life force.
"How does it taste?"
The Flame Spider Clan cultivator sneered, conjuring several more lines of fire in his hands, which, like venomous snakes toying with their prey, coiled around Bai Zhuo's body.
"It's not a pleasant experience, is it? It will slowly burn away your blood, destroy your meridians, and finally ignite your soul as well, causing you to be torn apart in extreme pain!"
"If it were a one-on-one fight... killing you would only take the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
"Now... two Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators and one Thirteenth Realm cultivator... I may have lost, but I am still proud!"
Every word Bai Zhuo utters is excruciating.
But she still smiled provocatively, "You... are nothing but trash."
"Trash?" The sneer on the Flame Spider Clan cultivator's face froze for a moment.
But soon, as if he had seen through something, a cruel smile spread across his face, and his eyes were full of mockery:
"Heh... trying to provoke me so I'll just kill you to save you from torture?"
The fuse he was toying with stopped a few inches in front of Bai Zhuo's brow, and he sneered in a malicious voice, "You almost fooled me."
"You want a quick and painless death? I'll make sure you don't get your wish."
"I'm going to make you wish you were dead."
Bai Zhuo felt no fear; given her current physical condition, she would surely die even without torture.
If the other party really wants her to suffer a fate worse than death, they will probably have to pay a considerable price to save her first.
However, it is indeed a pity that he could not die quickly.
Unfortunately, she no longer has the ability to self-destruct and can only helplessly wait for death to come.
"As you wish."
Bai Zhuo managed to utter three words with difficulty.
Then he stopped talking.
Even as the fire line crossed her again, she simply closed her eyes tightly, forcibly enduring the excruciating pain.
In the past, she might not have been able to handle it.
Having witnessed countless members of her clan die before her eyes in extremely tragic circumstances, she developed a deeper resistance to pain.
There is no greater pain in the world than this.
The Flame Spider Clan cultivator suddenly lost interest.
Torture someone, of course, requires them to scream in agony or beg for mercy, only then will it bring a sense of pleasure.
If there's not even the slightest reaction, all his efforts will have made him look like a fool.
This feeling is very bad.
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish." He looked at Bai Zhuo with a cold smile. "After I kill you, I'll go after your two clansmen. Don't worry, none of them will escape either."
Bai Zhuo, who was on the verge of death, finally showed a slight reaction.
But it was only a tiny bit.
She quickly lowered her eyes again.
"By the way, since you're going to die anyway, I'll tell you one more thing."
"Do you really think that the reason my Flame Spider Clan wiped out your Hundred Flower Clan was because you coveted your clan's cultivation resources?"
Upon hearing this, a final glimmer of light appeared in his deathly pale eyes.
It was frighteningly hot.
She opened her mouth.
But he was too weak to utter another word.
Seeing that she finally reacted, the Flame Spider Clan cultivator was first taken aback, then burst into laughter.
This is what makes it interesting.
What pleasure is there in killing someone who is already seeking death?
"You want to know why?"
"It's not that I can't say it, it's just that it's convenient."
"You weren't our original target. In fact, it wouldn't have mattered whether we destroyed you or not, but you were just too close by."
"Oh, being too weak is also a reason. It wouldn't have taken much effort to defeat you all."
"So the clan decided to fight anyway,"
"Alright, look how kind I am. In order to prevent you from dying with regrets, I even told you the secrets of our clan."
The Flame Spider Clan cultivator watched with satisfaction as the sudden burst of anger erupted in Bai Zhuo's eyes.
That's exactly the effect he wanted: to deliver a fatal blow when the other party was in the most pain and most eager to know the answer.
"Alright, it's time to send you on your way. Don't worry, it'll be quick, and you won't suffer too much. After all..." He raised his hand, a ball of dark red to black poisonous fire condensing at his fingertips, radiating destructive energy. "I'm in a hurry too; I still need to catch up with your companions."
As soon as he finished speaking, the poisonous fire in his hand did not go towards Bai Zhuo.
Instead, it slammed violently behind it—
"Hiding your head and showing your tail, die!"