The steel bar struck Sun Jiao's body repeatedly, leaving several bloody marks on her.
"Go ahead, keep protecting her!!"
Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth; her internal organs must have been severely damaged.
But she paid no attention to it, only looking at Bai Xuan, whom she was protecting, with eyes full of tenderness despite her pain:
Her own life was worthless now, but at least she had to keep Bai Xuan safe.
How foolish she was, doing all this for a little girl she barely knew.
Sun Jiao forced a smile.
Bai Xuan's eyes were tightly shut; she couldn't see this smile.
Fatty Zhao's face was contorted with rage, his eyes bloodshot, as he kept swinging the steel bar.
There was no turning back for him now; he had to make sure both of them died in his room today.
"Die, you bitch!"
He raised the steel bar high, aiming for her head.
This blow would surely split her skull open - he wanted to kill Sun Jiao, then beat Bai Xuan to death.
But just as his hand came down, it suddenly froze in mid-air, as if hitting an invisible wall.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring it down.
What was happening?
He whirled around, his eyes widening in disbelief:
A silver-haired little girl in a black fitted dress was staring at him with gleaming amber eyes.
The dangerous aura emanating from her had him completely locked in its grip.
What terrifying eyes!
That was his first thought.
The steel bar in his hand seemed frozen in place, held by Ning Yu, and no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't budge an inch.
"Fuck!"
He tried moving his arm again, his whole body straining, but the steel bar remained absolutely still, not even trembling.
Any more force and he'd probably lift himself off the ground.
Fatty Zhao stared at Ning Yu's delicate, snow-white little arm, unable to comprehend how it could possess such strength.
Was this some kind of mechanical arm?
Seeing that he couldn't bring the bar down, he simply let go.
He turned to glare at Ning Yu.
"I heard you from outside - they say you only last 5 seconds?"
Ning Yu's first words were a devastating blow, instantly making Fatty Zhao's face drain of color.
Hearing "5 seconds" again, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he opened his mouth to roar:
"Which fucking orphanage did you crawl out of? How dare you meddle in my business?"
He remembered this little girl - she had come with that pretty JK girl the other day, but his memory of her was vague.
He had a stronger impression of Shen Yiyue.
Firstly because of her beautiful face and shapely figure, and secondly because she had been injured then, possibly bitten by a zombie.
Just as he thought this, Shen Yiyue herself walked in behind Ning Yu, holding a long blade.
Seeing another person appear, Fatty Zhao grew even more furious: What was this, coming to his room one after another like the Gourd Brothers saving their grandfather?
Ning Yu raised her hand to stop Shen Yiyue from advancing, indicating she would handle this personally.
Understanding, Shen Yiyue went to close the door.
Looking at Ning Yu's expression, it seemed no different from her usual cold demeanor.
But she could sense a barely perceptible anger.
"You ask where I'm from?"
Ning Yu narrowed her crescent-moon eyes, smiling graciously:
"I'm your unknown wild father."
"Here to claim your worthless life."
??
Shen Yiyue, who had just locked the door, was dumbfounded.
How could such crude words come from the lips of such a pretty little girl?
Though it felt completely incongruous, she had to admit:
Well said.
"You're asking for death!!"
Finally reacting, Fatty Zhao trembled with rage.
He swung his fist at Ning Yu with all his might, his whole body's fat jiggling with the force of the blow.
But he had completely forgotten how Ning Yu had firmly gripped the steel bar earlier, his anger clouding his judgment.
The seemingly powerful punch was caught easily by Ning Yu's small raised hand.
Like a mud ox entering the sea, it had no resistance as she crushed it.
Just like with the steel bar earlier, Fatty Zhao tried to struggle and pull away with all his might.
Not an inch of movement.
Now he finally realized, as a chill ran through his entire body: he had encountered a monster.
Ning Yu gently began bending back one of his fingers.
That finger, like a toy, was forcibly bent backward out of shape, then twisted several times.
"AHHHHH!!!!"
A pig-like squeal echoed through the room.
Fatty Zhao's face was twisted into an ugly mass of pain.
Ning Yu found his screaming rather annoying.
She raised her jade-like arm, opened her tiger-mouth grip, and the Crimson War Blade materialized from thin air with a "shing."
She placed it against Fatty Zhao's neck.
"Make another sound, and I'll separate your head from your body."
Feeling the threat to his life, Fatty Zhao's voice caught in his throat, but the excruciating pain was unbearable.
He could only wheeze and hiss, suppressing his voice, afraid to scream.
He feared death.
Seeing that she had successfully lowered Fatty Zhao's volume, Ning Yu smiled with satisfaction:
"That's better. Quiet."
Then, the second finger began its ordeal.
Not only was it twisted out of shape, but Ning Yu also carefully took out a blade and separated his fingernail.
She peeled it off completely and held it in front of him to see.
The fingers are connected to the heart - this was surely one of the most extreme forms of human suffering.
This was just one of Ning Yu's many techniques for torturing people.
Fatty Zhao was drenched in sweat, tears and snot covering his face from the pain, but he could only make muffled whimpers.
The feeling of being in excruciating pain while having to suppress it was torture in itself.
He had completely lost the strength to resist, nothing like his earlier fierce demeanor.
"Please... please, I was wrong, AH!!!"
His third finger received the same treatment.
Ning Yu ignored his pleas, her gaze indifferent, as if she hadn't heard anything:
"How dare you hurt her? How dare you harm her??"
"Do you enjoy crushing other people's hopes? You disgusting pig!"
"I'll give you proper treatment."
Then came the fourth finger, twisted, nail separated.
The fifth...
His hand was now a bloody mess, and he finally couldn't take it anymore, passing out and collapsing to the ground.
"How weak."
Seeing Fatty Zhao had lost consciousness, Ning Yu looked at him with disdain and kicked him aside.
Nearby, Shen Yiyue first helped up the barely breathing Sun Jiao, then checked on Bai Xuan's condition.
"She seems to just be unconscious."
After checking Bai Xuan's breathing with her finger, Shen Yiyue turned to tell Ning Yu.
Then she picked up the unconscious Bai Xuan and placed her on the bed.
Ning Yu nodded and turned her attention to the barely breathing Sun Jiao.
She was in too much pain to speak, her body covered in horrific bloody marks, with only slight breathing showing she was still alive.
This woman was covered in wounds, while Bai Xuan, apart from some marks on her neck, was relatively unharmed.
So what had happened was clear - Sun Jiao had protected Bai Xuan.
What was the relationship between these two?
Why would she do such a thing?
Ning Yu didn't understand; in her impression, Sun Jiao was just a pitiful woman who traded her body.
Well, who knows.
Regardless of the reason, at least this woman had saved Bai Xuan's life.
The water stains on the floor caught Ning Yu's attention, leading to the cabinet in the room.
Inside the half-open cabinet door was a pile of thawed food.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
