Chapter 153

"Yan Chixia, it was you who, for the sake of selfishness in the past, violated the ancestral teachings of the Xuanxin Sect, wanted to let go of the Seven Generations of Resentful Couples, and ignored the common people of the world."

"It was you who said you would abandon the Jianghu and not ask about worldly affairs, but still obsessed with the ancestral teachings of the Xuanxin Sect, and taught the 'Xuanxin Profound Mystery Technique' that leads to self-destruction to your own daughter."

The spear-bearing youth said while continuously whipping Yan Chixia. After only seven or eight whips, he was beaten until his skin was torn and he was covered in blood.

"It was still you who felt you were wrong, sincerely repented, but didn't want to face it, only wanted to escape reality, and wanted to obtain the Moye Precious Sword to deal with the Seven Generations of Resentful Couples, ignoring the eruption of the Yinshi Youquan demonic energy, causing the people to suffer."

"Finally, it was still you who cruelly let your own daughter sacrifice herself, had no responsibility as a father, and caused your own wife to be in pain and wish she were dead."

"Tell me, if you continue to live, isn't it a huge sin?"

Yan Chixia, covered in blood, seemed to have completely lost his mind and stood up shouting:

"That's right, I, Yan Chixia, deserve to die ten thousand times. Kill me, kill me quickly!"

And the response to him was a merciless whip. He was whipped hard on the face, spun four or five times in the air, and then smashed heavily to the ground.

"You certainly deserve to die. Mistress is still too kind-hearted, still worrying about the husband-wife relationship with you. Junior Sister looks cold and hard to approach, but in reality, she is soft-hearted, just like Mistress."

"So much so that you were allowed to live for more than ten years, and I, Zhuge Liuyun, looked up to you as a great savior hero since I was a child. You are actually so heartless, it is truly too disappointing to me."

Zhuang Buran whipped him hard again:

"Just now, I was beating you for Mistress and Junior Sister. This whip is for myself, for actually misjudging you."

He swung another whip:

"This whip is for my grandmaster who has passed away, for letting you have overflowing compassion every day, either neglecting public duty for private reasons or neglecting private duty for public reasons."

"This whip continues for my grandmaster who has passed away, for letting you be insufficient in success but more than enough in failure."

"This whip is for the common people of the world, for letting you let go of the Seven Generations of Resentful Couples, so that the human world can be destroyed by the demonic path at any time."

"This whip continues for the common people of the world, for letting you ignore the eruption of the Yinshi Youquan in order to obtain the Moye Precious Sword."

"These ten whips are for Junior Sister. She ran to Dongguo Town to open a medical clinic, isn't it because you pushed the heavy responsibility of the common people of the world onto her?"

"A person can only hear the most real voice in their heart when they are alone, and they will constantly force themselves to ask what they want to do in this life and how to live meaningfully."

"Under the urging of this voice, one will unconsciously become irritable and anxious, so that every time one is alone, one is always in anxiety and confusion, repeating the cycle."

"Therefore, there was a medical clinic named Bingxin Caotang, and this clinic was built on Junior Sister's painful confusion."

"Thinking about it, every time the night is quiet, she will ask herself if she can escape that desperate and pathetic fate."

"However, the saddest thing is that her own father personally pushed her onto this dead end."

"Stop talking, kill me, kill me!" Yan Chixia had been seriously injured by the whipping, but he still stood up regardless.

With a loud explosion, Yan Chixia was whipped away again.

"You look very painful, but Mistress is a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than you."

"What in the world is more painful than a mother watching her own daughter die?"

"These ten whips were for Mistress, who has been a hundred times more painful than you for more than ten years."

"Her husband became the murderer who killed her own daughter. Did years of affection and years of life-and-death dependence all become a huge joke?"

"Yan Chixia, are you worthy of being a husband, a father, or a master?"

Zhuang Buran finished these ten whips, and Yan Chixia lay completely on the ground, not moving. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, one would think he was dead.

"Enough!"

Sima Sanniang suddenly appeared beside Yan Chixia, first casting a spell to feed him medicine, then taking out various healing spirit talismans, and then using her energy to treat his internal injuries.

Yan Hongye saw her father's breathing gradually return to stability and walked to the spear-bearing youth's side, looking slightly helpless:

"You really struck with lethal intent!"

"My emotions came up, so I didn't hold back." Zhuang Buran raised his eyebrows and shook his head:

"Something is wrong. Your current emotions are very chaotic, like a tangled ball of yarn."

He looked enlightened:

"Clearly we agreed privately before we came that if Mistress didn't appear, you would appear in time to stop me."

"Seeing your chaotic emotions, no wonder you appeared with Mistress at the last moment."

Yan Hongye suddenly took a step back:

"So you were secretly reading my mind back at Bingxin Caotang. Hurry up and put away this mind-reading ability."

"The emotions were complex just now, but being moved occupied the majority. Now it is shame and anger." Zhuang Buran smiled.

"You're still reading!"

Yan Hongye's cheeks flushed, and she looked like she was about to take action.

"Alright, I'm not reading anymore." Zhuang Buran shrugged.

Five days later, Despair Villa.

In the pavilion.

Zhuang Buran lay lazily on a chair, with Yan Hongye sitting beside him.

"Sigh, ever since Master was brought back by Mistress, I feel the food doesn't taste as good as before. Most of her thoughts are on taking care of Master."

"Who told you to strike so hard? If it weren't for the fact that Mistress considered you were venting for us, you'd be dreaming if you wanted to eat the food she cooked."

"Ahem, Junior Sister Hongye, please be clear about one thing. The manor you are currently in belongs to Zhuge Liuyun. Please show some respect to the owner of the manor."

"That's also true. As the owner of Bingxin Caotang, how I treated you as a guest, please return it in kind."

Zhuang Buran looked surprised:

"Mistress hasn't given me the deed to Despair Villa yet, so I can't be considered the owner of the manor."

At this time, Sima Sanniang not far away was supporting Yan Chixia as they walked over.

"The way they bicker is like us from before." Yan Chixia sighed with a smile.

"It's better not to be too much like it. Once you recover from your injuries, leave Despair Villa. Don't think I will forgive you just like that." Sima Sanniang had a cold face.

Yan Chixia's expression was slightly dejected upon hearing this.

As the two walked to the pavilion, Zhuang Buran stood up and said:

"The elders are here, and I, the future owner of Despair Villa, have to stand up and give up my seat."

"Junior Sister, you are the youngest here, so there is no place for you to sit. Why don't you stand up and give it to your senior brother?"

"There are clearly four chairs here." Yan Hongye resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"I tried it a few days ago. Apart from this reclining chair, your chair is just right in terms of softness and hardness."

"Then it's even more impossible to give it up."

"Mistress, look at how old Junior Sister is, still throwing a tantrum at me, her senior brother. Hurry up and discipline her."

Yan Hongye saw someone's shameless face and was speechless with anger:

"Zhuge Liuyun, where is your face!"

"His face, I'm afraid, was never brought down the mountain after he was brought up." Sima Sanniang helped Yan Chixia lie down and shook her head:

"When he was a child, he was clearly an honest and obedient good child."

"Master, looking at you, it seems you have a lot to say. Why don't you just say it all." Zhuang Buran sat aside:

"Actually, a few days ago was the perfect opportunity. I clearly let you seize the opportunity, but you were determined to die, wasting the great opportunity I created for you."

Yan Chixia said helplessly:

"The words you said that day were more ruthless than the whip on my body. Every sentence poked at my pain. Apart from feeling ashamed, I only wanted to die."

"Fine, then you can express yourself to your heart's content now." Zhuang Buran said listlessly.

"The way you say this is too utilitarian." Yan Chixia said even more helplessly.

Zhuang Buran immediately made a gesture of shutting his mouth.

"Sanniang, for more than ten years, I lived in the Despair Cave, making myself neither human nor demon. You thought that I wanted to take away the Moye Precious Sword day and night to make up for my mistakes to Hongye."

"Actually, I discovered that the Moye Precious Sword could no longer suppress the demonic energy in the Yinshi Youquan."

"So for these years, I have been assisting the Moye Precious Sword in suppressing the demonic energy. In the last few days, I discovered that the demonic energy of the Yinshi Youquan is about to erupt."

"I made a plan to jump into the spring eye when the demonic energy erupts and use my lifelong cultivation to suppress it, hoping to prevent this catastrophe and ensure that you and Hongye won't be affected."

"Good, Master is righteous. It's a pity that I didn't know beforehand and plotted the previous events in a superfluous way." Zhuang Buran clapped his hands and sighed:

"Now that I have destroyed Master's righteous act, Mistress and Junior Sister will probably find it even harder to forgive you."

(End of chapter)