Chapter 101: Torturing Juexin to Death

The three of them brought the unconscious Juexin along, dodging all the way, and finally stopped at a long-dilapidated, desolate, and uninhabited ruined temple.

Duan Fengyun tied Juexin's right foot and hung him upside down.

For a despicable villain like Juexin, Duan Fengyun would not give him a quick end; he wanted to make Juexin unable to live and unable to die.

Duan Fengyun strolled around the vicinity and finally found a water source.

He reached out to feel the water temperature; it was good, bone-chillingly cold, exactly the feeling he wanted.

He looked around and saw a broken bucket.

He walked over to the broken bucket and saw that it could still be used.

So he picked up the broken bucket nearby and filled it with a full bucket of water.

He carried the full bucket of water back to the ruined temple, then lifted the bucket and poured a bucket of bone-chilling cold water directly onto Juexin's head.

The bone-chilling cold water jolted the unconscious Juexin awake, and he opened his eyes, looking at everything before him in a daze.

He shook his throbbing head, and when he looked up and saw Duan Fengyun, he finally recalled what had happened before.

Juexin stared fixedly at Duan Fengyun and said:

"Duan Fengyun, if you have the guts, let me down and let us have a fair and square fight.

Can your behavior be considered that of heroes and honorable men?

You people of Zhongyuan are just lacking in samurai spirit."

Duan Fengyun sneered:

"One must treat people according to the situation; there are ways to treat heroes and honorable men, and there are ways to treat insidious villains.

As for treating a beast like you, one can only use the way one treats a beast.

Feng, I leave him to you to deal with."

Duan Fengyun made a gesture of invitation, yielding the center stage to Nie Feng.

Nie Feng looked at the enemy who killed his mother, his heart burning with rage, and he grabbed Juexin's clothes and roared:

"My mother was such a weak woman, with no strength to even truss a chicken.

How could you bring yourself to do it? Are you worthy of the bushido spirit you keep talking about!"

Juexin seemed not to understand his current situation, and he stubbornly retorted:

"A slut like your mother, she was available to anyone.

Killing her was an act of atonement for her!"

"Ahhh! I am going to kill you."

Upon hearing Juexin's words, Nie Feng was furious, and his eyes slowly began to turn blood-red.

Seeing this trend, Duan Fengyun thought it was bad; this was a symptom of Nie Feng's Crazy Blood acting up.

At this critical juncture, Nie Feng's Crazy Blood must not act up, so Duan Fengyun hurriedly stepped forward to hold Nie Feng and said:

"Feng, calm your mood; it won't be good if the Crazy Blood acts up later.

We cannot let a person like Juexin off easily; I have a way to deal with him."

With Duan Fengyun's earnest persuasion, coupled with Nie Feng murmuring the Ice Heart Formula, Nie Feng finally calmed the anger in his heart.

Duan Fengyun took out the Itch Powder he had bought earlier from his bosom; he wanted to use this to torture Juexin to death.

Seeing that his provocation toward Nie Feng had no effect, Juexin knew that with Duan Fengyun's methods, he would not be allowed to die a quick death.

He began to beg for mercy:

"Please, let me go.

I have already been adopted as a foster son by the Emperor; as long as you let me go, I will go find the Emperor and have him forgive you for what happened before."

Duan Fengyun teased:

"The Emperor?

After we are done with you, our next target is the Emperor you speak of!

Don't worry, your foster father will soon go down to keep you company."

Duan Fengyun tore a strip of cloth from Juexin's clothes and stuffed it directly into Juexin's mouth.

Duan Fengyun had two reasons for stuffing the cloth: one was that he did not want to hear Juexin's screams later, and the other was to prevent Juexin from biting his tongue to commit suicide because he could not endure the torture.

Duan Fengyun ignored Juexin's pleading gaze, and with the help of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, the three of them worked together to strip Juexin's clothes off completely.

Duan Fengyun carefully opened the Itch Powder and then sprinkled all of it onto Juexin's body.

The amount of Itch Powder intended for ten people was all sprinkled on Juexin alone, letting Juexin enjoy it slowly by himself.

In order not to ruin his own appetite for a meal, after sprinkling the Itch Powder, Duan Fengyun left with Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun.

Juexin stared at the backs of the three as they left with blood-red eyes, but the effect of the Itch Powder had already begun to take hold, and he could only focus on scratching his skin violently.

The three found an inn, ordered a few side dishes, and ordered two pots of wine, drinking and chatting, completely leaving Juexin in the ruined temple behind them.

In high spirits, the three even started playing drinking games to liven things up.

After eating and drinking their fill, the three felt it was about time, so they paid the bill and returned to the ruined temple to check on Juexin's condition.

When the three, who had come in high spirits, returned to the ruined temple and saw Juexin inside, they instantly regretted it.

Even though the three had walked through so much blood and rain, they still nearly vomited what was in their stomachs when they saw the scene before them.

Juexin's skin was scratched until it was covered in blood, and in some places, his bones were already visible.

His internal organs had been clawed out, and his eyes were rolled back.

Juexin was already dead, and his state of death was extremely terrifying and ghastly.

Although this scene was extremely cruel and terrifying, it was very satisfying to the people.

Nie Feng laughed happily; he had finally avenged his mother's death at the hands of Juexin.

Juexin had now met the end he deserved, and the three's only target now was the Emperor.

But how to enter the heavily guarded Tianhuang Palace was a cloud of doubt hanging over everyone's heads.

Duan Fengyun summoned his courage to look at the corpse behind him once more, and suddenly he had an idea.

He spoke up:

"Now that Juexin is dead, we can disguise ourselves as him."

"Since he said he had already been adopted as a foster son by the Emperor of Dongying, if we use his identity to sneak into the Imperial Palace, no one should check us."

This seemed to be the best method at the moment, so Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun both nodded.

Juexin and Duan Fengyun were similar in build, so Duan Fengyun suppressed his nausea and changed into Juexin's clothes.

As for the human skin mask, Bu Jingyun, who enjoyed carving, was very skilled at it.

Soon, a lifelike human skin mask appeared in Bu Jingyun's hands, and Duan Fengyun pressed the mask onto his face and put it on.

Then, he imitated Juexin's hairstyle, tying his hair up.

What appeared before Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun now was that arrogant and domineering Juexin.

Duan Fengyun pretended to be in Juexin's tone and said:

"Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, watch how this young master deals with you."

Nie Feng laughed:

"Haha, Junior Brother Duan, with this disguise and this voice, you really are no different from Juexin."

Fearing that the corpse of Juexin here might be discovered, the three of them dug a pit outside the dilapidated temple, threw Juexin's corpse into it, and filled it with dirt.

In this godforsaken place where no one came all year round, no one would discover the corpse here for a short time.

After helping Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun with simple disguises, 'Juexin' led his two little followers and walked toward Tianhuang Palace.