PFC Chapter 374 The Master Who Killed His Disciples to Prove His Dao 40
Chapter 374 The Master Who Killed His Disciples to Prove His Dao 40
Three years later, the Demon Palace.
Today is the day of Young Master Wen Jue's wedding banquet. The entire demon world is filled with joy and peace. Even Wen Fuling, who has always disliked Wen Jue, has a smile on her face.
After all, he is my younger brother. Now that he is getting married, I can’t help but feel happy.
Guests coming to give gifts were constantly coming and going.
Xue Yi sat in the Demon Palace with her eyes closed to rest, letting the people from the Young Master's Palace tinker with her.
How come she got married to Wen Jue all of a sudden?
This story begins three years ago.
She sat in the space and typed on the keyboard, making crackling sounds, and accidentally clicked on Wen Jue's picture.
By then, the news of her death had spread throughout the entire continent. What she didn't expect was that Wen Jue was also looking for her.
Because of what?
Was it because she returned his Young Master Order when they parted in the secret realm?
But, she just thought it was fun and could do it.
If she hadn't concealed it on purpose, how could Wen Jue, a young master of the demon world and a well-known male No. 3, not have noticed that his young master's order was lost?
She found it interesting, so she deliberately appeared in Wen Jue's path, lying on the ground covered in blood, waiting for his arrival.
Wen Jue never thought that the person whom Jili and Xuanqi had searched the whole world for but couldn't find would appear in front of him like this.
According to rumors, she was dead, her elixir was dismantled, she was whipped with a dragon bone whip nine hundred times, and she was expelled from the world of cultivation.
Now it seems that it is true.
Wen Jue squatted down and picked her up carefully, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
He gently wiped the blood off her face, feeling an indescribable pain in his heart.
really weird.
After returning to the Demon Palace, Wen Jue immediately summoned the demon doctor to treat her.
He stood by her bed, looking at her pale and haggard face, his heart full of worry.
"She must be cured." Wen Jue ordered the magic doctors in an unquestionable voice.
The magic doctors were busy, supplying spiritual power to Xue Yi and treating her injuries. In order to save her, they even used a thousand-year-old magic flower.
Wen Jue waited silently by her side, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead from time to time.
As the days passed, Xue Yi's injuries gradually improved.
Her complexion gradually regained its rosy color, but she still looked extremely weak.
Wen Jue knew that she needed more time to recover.
Even though she seemed to be getting better, she never regained consciousness.
The magic doctors were also helpless.
Wen Jue had no choice but to hide Xue Yi's whereabouts from the outside world and ordered that anyone who spread the rumor would be killed.
He hid her in his bedroom, and went about his business during the day, returning to see her in the evening when he had finished his work.
Xue Yi was so tired from pretending to be asleep, but Wen Jue didn't seem to find it strange at all. He just thought she was hurt too badly, so he became more careful.
The sub-parasites in Xuanqi and Jili's bodies disappeared along with the mother parasite, which almost dealt them a heavy blow again.
Tell them she's gone, really gone.
Xuan Qi, who became a demon with a thought, almost went crazy. He was no longer merciful to the culprit Luo Qingyin. He broke into Yinmen and forced Luo Qingyin to reveal her identity as a demon in front of thousands of Yinmen disciples.
Only then did everyone realize that the "Fairy Qingyin" whom they had respected for many years was actually a real demon.
Luo Qingyin was brought to the trial platform. Her crime did not deserve the death penalty, but her practice of forbidden books and evil techniques to increase her cultivation was still despised by countless people.
Xue Yi received nine hundred lashes and Luo Qingyin received five hundred lashes.
When she was thrown out of the world of cultivation after being tortured, Xuan Qi appeared.
He was dressed in black, with a grim expression on his face. Another dragon bone whip appeared in his hand. The man said in a mocking tone, "Why, you don't want to mention your so-called regulations now?"
"Luo Qingyin, everything that happened now is your own fault. If you hadn't been so stubborn and vicious, she wouldn't have left. You must pay her back for the pain she's endured, not even a single whip less."
Xuan Qi swung the dragon bone whip in his hand, and every time the whip fell, Luo Qingyin's shrill screams were heard.
Her body was covered in blood, and her originally beautiful face had become distorted and hideous.
After four hundred lashes, Luo Qingyin was already dying. She lay on the ground, blood gushing out from her wounds, staining the entire ground red.
Her eyes were filled with fear and despair, and she knew that her life was coming to an end.
Xuan Qi looked at her expressionlessly and slowly raised the sword in his hand.
He thrust hard, and the tip of the sword pierced into Luo Qingyin's dantian through the air.
With a "puff" sound, her dantian was shattered into pieces, blood splattered everywhere, and the Nascent Soul that she had cultivated with great difficulty was also shattered.
She was thrown on the ground like a rag doll, bleeding like a river, and was not much better than Xue Yi at the beginning.