“What… what are you trying to do?”
Seeing several people suddenly rush into the prison cell, Lin Tianyang was momentarily at a loss.
He clearly remembered that it was these very men who had locked him up here.
“Lin Tianyang, you slaughtered 108 outer sect disciples and violated 36 female disciples. Your crimes are heinous and deserving of execution.”
“However, considering that your adoptive father is Lu Wuchen, personal disciple of Heavenly Mystic Peak, your life will be spared. Instead, your cultivation will be abolished.”
“Lin Tianyang, do you admit your guilt?”
Deacon Li looked down at the dispirited Lin Tianyang with undisguised disdain.
A mere outer sect disciple. If Young Master Lu took a liking to your mother, that was your fortune.
You could have risen in status through your mother and firmly attached yourself to Young Master Lu.
Yet you stubbornly chose to oppose him. Truly laughable.
“What?”
“When did I kill over a hundred disciples and violate female disciples? This is blatant slander!”
“And that beast? He is not worthy of being my father!”
Hearing Deacon Li list his alleged crimes, Lin Tianyang went mad.
Yes, he had ambushed and killed some disciples, but at most no more than ten. How could it possibly be over a hundred?
“I understand now. That bastard must be framing me.”
In that instant, clarity struck him. Now he understood why his mother had looked at him so strangely.
She had believed he was a monstrous murderer.
“Lu Wuchen, damn you!”
Lin Tianyang cursed into the empty air.
Deacon Li saw his growing hysteria and signaled the enforcement disciples to restrain him.
There were at least hundreds of thousands of outer sect disciples. Killing a hundred or so meant nothing. With a powerful background, even killing inner sect disciples could be overlooked.
“What are you doing? Let me go!”
Lin Tianyang struggled wildly. But with his cultivation sealed, he was no different from a mortal. How could he compete with inner sect disciples at the Condensed Soul Realm?
“Behave yourself. If you cooperate, I might make it quick for you,” a burly disciple said before slapping him so hard that he became dizzy.
“Relax. We’re only abolishing your cultivation. We won’t take your life.”
“Learn to recognize who you can and cannot offend.”
Deacon Li rolled up his sleeves, preparing to act.
He had done this many times before.
Swift, ruthless, precise.
“You… stop!”
Seeing that they were about to cripple his cultivation, Lin Tianyang was overwhelmed with terror. His heart rate shot to 180 beats per minute.
His cultivation was his only trump card.
But Deacon Li had no intention of wasting words.
He lunged forward, his claw striking directly at Lin Tianyang’s abdomen.
Though Lin Tianyang struggled desperately against his shackles, it was futile.
In the next moment, his dantian shattered.
Lin Tianyang let out a despairing scream.
“No—!”
He could clearly feel his dantian in his abdomen being crushed into fragments.
Immediately, the spiritual energy within him began to leak away bit by bit.
Once it completely dissipated, he would be nothing but a useless cripple.
“Kid, don’t start crying yet. We’re not done,” the burly disciple sneered, showing no sympathy.
With a wicked grin, he yanked down Lin Tianyang’s trousers.
“You… what are you doing?”
Lin Tianyang’s bloodshot eyes stared at him in horror.
His dantian was already destroyed. Why were they pulling down his pants?
Could it be…?
The horrifying thought made his entire body tremble.
He no longer cared about the agony in his abdomen. He desperately tried to move away.
But bound hand and foot, he could not move at all.
“What kind of look is that? Do you think I fancy men?”
The burly man grew angry at the expression on Lin Tianyang’s face.
“Don’t flatter yourself. I’m just here to confiscate your instrument of crime.”
“If you’re interested, I could arrange something for you.”
He let out a sinister laugh.
Realizing their target was his manhood, Lin Tianyang struggled even harder.
Crippling his cultivation was one thing, but to take away his ability to be a man?
“Spare me. I’ll give you all my money,” Lin Tianyang said, his voice trembling.
Without cultivation, he would at least remain a mortal.
But if that thing were taken, how could he ever face the world?
“Heh…”
The burly man sneered and pulled out his 40-meter-long “Kun-Slaying Blade.”
Even if the target was small, it did not affect his performance.
“Don’t. Stay away!”
Seeing the weapon in the man’s hand, Lin Tianyang trembled violently, his eyes filled with nothing but terror. Enjoying the story? Read on at novelping.com.
A flash of silver light cut through the air.
The culprit and its two accomplices were successfully apprehended.
Lin Tianyang felt a sudden chill, then nothing at all.
Lowering his head and seeing what had fallen to the ground, he felt as though his sky had collapsed.
Gone.
It was gone.
He had become a man without his Kun.
With sufficient resources, regeneration was not impossible.
But he was now a cripple with a shattered dantian. Where would he find such resources?
And even if it regenerated, would it still be the same?
“Wangcai!”
The burly man called out before sprinkling hemostatic powder over the bleeding wound.
Within moments, a large brindled dog dashed into the cell.
Under Lin Tianyang’s horrified gaze, the dog devoured his instrument of crime in a few bites.
“No! No! Spit it out! It’s mine…”
Lin Tianyang screamed hysterically.
Seeing his treasure consumed by a dog, fury surged through him. Overwhelmed by rage and despair, he fainted on the spot.
“Alright, throw him into the cold prison and wait for Young Master Lu’s next instructions.”
After everything was done, Deacon Li tossed down a bag of spirit stones and ordered the disciples to clean up the aftermath.
“Yes, Deacon!”
Seeing the large bag of spirit stones, greed flashed across their faces.
[Ding!, the Chosen One of Destiny has suffered severe trauma. His destiny fortune has significantly decreased. Host, please continue your efforts and deliver the final blow.]
(Friendly reminder: Seize the Mysterious Jade Purification Bottle to plunder all of the Chosen One of Destiny’s remaining destiny fortune.)
[Ding!, as the host has inflicted heavy damage upon the Chosen One of Destiny, reward granted: 9th grade pill—Tyrant Demon Body Tempering Pill.]
On the soft bed, hearing the system’s notifications, a sly smile curved on Lu Wuchen’s lips.
So soon… it has reached the finishing move.
The Mysterious Jade Purification Bottle, huh? It seems it is time to send you on your final journey.
A new sinister plan surfaced in Lu Wuchen’s mind.
He then turned his gaze to the 9th grade Tyrant Demon Body Tempering Pill.
A 9th grade pill was already the pinnacle of the continent.
Yet this was far from the system’s true limit.