allendalepharm Chapter 50 Zhong Li's Astonishment
Chapter 50 Zhong Li's Astonishment
Chapter 50 Zhong Li's Astonishment
One day, he suddenly began experiencing all sorts of bizarre and fantastical dreams; these dreams were incredibly realistic, the experience exactly the same as being in reality. If he hadn't been able to wake up, he would almost have thought that his soul had traveled to another time and space.
At first, he thought it was some kind of mental-type Soul Master secretly using tricks on him; his master had also told him that some mental-type Soul Masters could manipulate their opponents through dreams. However, no matter how hard he searched, including pretending to be asleep at night and waiting for someone to appear, he couldn't find any trace of any Soul Master near him.
At first, this caused him immense suffering, to the point that he almost dared not fall asleep—because sleep was the greatest torment. He still remembered his first dream, in which he found himself back in the Tang Clan of Bashu, captured by the elders as a traitor.
"Tang San, you actually stole our sect's Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record! Your crime is heinous!"
"Tang San, you beast! The Tang Sect raised you and taught you their skills, yet you've committed such an outrageous act..."
"Elders, please let me explain!"
Tang San struggled fiercely, his eyes bloodshot, and roared with immense grief and indignation.
"There's nothing more to say. Tang San, your crimes are heinous, and you will face the highest punishment of our sect."
Tang San's limbs were immobilized, held down by four elders simultaneously. One of the elders raised his hand, his inner energy emanating from his palm, and struck Tang San's arm. Tang San screamed in agony as his entire left arm snapped off inch by inch in an instant. The pain, magnified tenfold, instantly spread to his brain. His whole body convulsed violently.
Next came his left arm, then his legs. Faced with the elders' internal energy, Tang San's bones shattered continuously until not a single intact bone remained in his body.
However, he did not die. His whole body convulsed continuously. No matter how intense the pain was around his body, his spirit remained excited. This excited spirit meant that he had to fully endure every bit of the pain.
"Hmph, hmph, ahh ...
Tang San let out an extremely miserable howl; while the elders' faces revealed strange smiles.
"Tang San, you can't even handle an appetizer? Try this. Let me give you a little lubrication!"
An elder chuckled, turned Tang San over, and, to Tang San's horrified gaze, took out a jar of bright red stuff.
As a native of Sichuan, Tang San naturally recognized that the bright red stuff was chili oil, a favorite ingredient in hot pot.
"Ughhhhhhhh!"
A burning sensation shot through me; the chili oil had actually been poured directly into my body!
"No, you can't do this!"
"Hehe, give me a spicy eight-treasure duck!"
"I think we should have some more small red chilies."
"The tools are here. Stretch his intestines open! Thrust in with a gust of wind, drink!"
"Ughh ...
The second dream was even more tragic for Tang San.
He saw Xiao Wu, tall and graceful, with a long scorpion braid and a delicate face. But now, Xiao Wu's face no longer had the arrogance and confidence of the past; instead, it was filled with fear.
At that moment, Xiao Wu was surrounded by three people right in front of him. Among them was Bu Le, and two other people who had bullied and beaten him together in the past.
"Xiao, Xiao Wu..." Tang San tried to call out, but no sound came out. He didn't understand why Xiao Wu was with these three people.
"Third Brother, save me!"
With a silvery grin on his face, Bu Le held Xiao Wu in place, and then the other two people also took turns enjoying the little white rabbit's tender body.
"No, stop right there!"
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot as he roared. However, he himself did not realize that there was a hint of excitement in his bloodshot eyes.
Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with despair and hatred, and this despair and hatred was directed entirely at Tang San.
"Tang San, I never imagined you were this kind of person!"
Xiao Wu looked down at Tang San with the same disdain one would give trash, and Tang San was horrified to find that under such a gaze, he was actually more excited!
"No, no, I'm not like that. Xiao Wu, you can't see me like that."
Tang San screamed in terror.
"My little beauty, I never imagined your boyfriend would be like this!"
Uncle Bu Le burst into laughter. He lifted Xiao Wu's incredibly long and slender legs and kissed them incessantly, having reached the final step.
"Hmph, considering how much he's taken care of me, I'll reluctantly give him a little something in return! Trash third brother, scumbag third brother!"
A disdainful look appeared on Xiao Wu's face. She didn't even glance at Tang San again as she spoke. A charming expression gradually appeared on her pretty face.
"Xiao Wu, what did you just say? How could you talk about your third brother like that? Say it again? No, I should say, please say it again!"
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, almost bleeding, and he roared as if in pain or some other emotion.
"Trash Third Brother! Useless Third Brother! What kind of pure and innocent Tang Third Young Master are you? With your looks, it's hard not to be 'pure and innocent'! Ah... humph."
At Xiao Wu's sudden painful groan, Tang San's "pain" also reached its peak, and his pants were even soaked instantly.
"Aaaaaaah! You three beasts! Let go of my Xiao Wu! I'm going to kill you all! Absolutely! Absolutely! Xiao Wu, don't give in to them! I will never tell these three guys that holding onto the scorpion tail braid tightly increases attack speed! Xiao Wu, go ahead and keep cursing me if you dare!"
Tang San was gesticulating wildly and roaring, seemingly overwhelmed with grief, appearing almost delirious. However, he himself seemed oblivious to the fact that he had regained his mobility, yet he remained lying there, with only one hand moving uncontrollably.
At first, these dreams brought Tang San only endless pain and deep, unhealable emotional wounds. However, Tang San soon discovered that after each dream, he would gain some special power. Moreover, he gradually began to feel that the pain brought by those dreams was not so unbearable.
After that, falling asleep became a bittersweet experience for him; as long as he thought that he was doing it to improve his strength and to protect Xiao Wu, and that he could bear any price, he could enter the world of sleep without any psychological burden.
Even the master was surprised to find that Tang San, who previously disliked wasting precious cultivation time, had developed the habit of taking afternoon naps, and these naps would last for an hour. Tang San's explanation was that sufficient sleep was necessary to maintain better energy for cultivation, and the master could only accept it.
Through this extraordinary encounter, Tang San has now reached level forty-five, the culmination of experiencing over a hundred dreams. At this moment, Tang San has only one thought in his mind: to accumulate strength and then unleash it, achieving astonishing success!
"Having endured so much pain, I am completely different from you ordinary Soul Masters! Come, attack me! Unleash more Soul Skills upon me!"
Under the horrified and incredulous gazes of everyone, facing the overwhelming wind blades unleashed by Feng Xiaotian's soul skill, Tang San actually roared and charged straight to the front. Then, with a "rip," he tore his upper garment to shreds. He didn't use Blue Silver Grass to protect himself, but instead directly used his body to meet the attack!
Seeing this, even Dai Mubai couldn't help but twitch his eye slightly. Even for a power-attack type Soul Master like him, with "White Tiger Protective Barrier" activated, he wouldn't willingly take such a fierce Soul Skill from the opponent for no reason!
At this moment, even below the Soul Battle Arena, Zhong Li's eyes revealed a look of astonishment.
(End of this chapter)