Chapter 158: Huaikong Forges His Heart

Very quickly, night fell, and the plan agreed upon by Huaimie and Di Shitian officially began to be implemented.

Huaimie first lit the Soul Bewitching Incense that had been prepared long ago and blew the bewitching smoke into Huaikong's room.

After half an hour, confirming there was no sound, Huaimie led Wuer and the others into Huaikong's room, tied Huaikong up tightly, and bound him in a prison cell.

Subsequently, Huaimie took off his own upper garment and had someone tie him to a torture rack.

As for Bai Ling, Huaimie had already told her the plan, and Bai Ling would cooperate with Wuer to stage another good show.

After everything was ready, Wuer had someone bring a bucket of ice water and pour it straight onto Huaikong's head.

The bone-chilling ice water caused Huaikong to wake up; after shaking his head, Huaikong looked blankly at what was before him.

At this moment, a figure he was incomparably familiar with appeared outside the prison cell.

Wuer looked at him and sneered:

"Huaikong, you are finally awake."

Huaikong stared at Wuer and asked:

"Wuer, what is the meaning of this? Let me out quickly!"

Wuer sneered:

"Let you out? Don't dream, you traitorous thing."

Huaikong asked in confusion:

"What do you mean by that?"

Wuer said with an air of righteous indignation:

"What do I mean?

You colluded with Duan Fengyun and the others with malicious intent; your treacherous plot has already been seen through by Lord Di Shitian. Confess clearly and quickly, and tell us the whereabouts of Duan Fengyun and the others."

Huaikong's head was currently a mess; when did he ever collude with Duan Fengyun and them?

This must be someone wanting to plot against him.

Huaikong opened his mouth to explain:

"There is no such thing; I, Huaikong, walk upright and stand straight. I swear I have never colluded with Duan Fengyun and them."

Wuer pointed to the adjacent cell and said:

"It seems you will not shed tears until you see the coffin!

Someone, let Huaikong watch a good show."

As soon as the words fell, the wooden partition of the adjacent cell slowly rose, and Huaikong saw Bai Ling in the next cell.

At this time, Bai Ling in the cell was pretending to be unconscious, and a burly man walked into Bai Ling's cell, leering obscenely at her.

Seeing this, Huaikong roared angrily:

"What are you doing?

You are not allowed to harm Bai Ling!

Wuer, release Bai Ling quickly, otherwise I will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces."

Wuer teased:

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Tear into ten thousand pieces?

Can you get out first before you say that?

Speak quickly, where are Duan Fengyun and the others hiding?"

Seeing that Huaikong did not speak, Wuer clapped his hands, signaling the burly man to start the performance.

And Bai Ling also woke up at the right time; pretending to know nothing, Bai Ling looked at the obscene man before her and shouted:

"Who are you? What are you doing?"

While begging, Bai Ling pretended to wave her weak fists in a desperate struggle.

Ignoring Bai Ling's pleas, the man roughly tore at Bai Ling's clothes.

Bai Ling's shrill screams and the man's obscene laughter constantly echoed in Huaikong's ears.

Huaikong roared in a towering rage:

"Let her go quickly, or I will kill you.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!"

In order to keep the following plot from being discovered by Huaikong, Wuer lowered the wooden partition of the cell again at the right time.

Inside the cell after the partition was lowered, Bai Ling began to mess up her own hair and clothes, screaming and moaning.

When the partition rose again, Huaikong only saw the unconscious and disheveled Bai Ling, and the man with a satisfied look on his face.

Huaikong stared fixedly at the man and Wuer, wanting to hack both of them into a thousand pieces with his gaze.

Looking at Huaikong, who was already on the verge of a breakdown, Wuer was secretly delighted; the plan had indeed succeeded.

Watching Huaikong, who was just one step away from breaking down, Wuer began to prepare to light the second fire.

Wuer said to Huaikong, who was lying on the ground and constantly pounding the floor:

"Huaikong, look again at who is behind me?"

After speaking, Wuer moved his body aside, revealing Huaimie, who had long been tied to a torture rack behind him, pretending to be unconscious.

"Big Brother!

Wuer, you have a lot of nerve!"

"My elder brother has already been taken as a disciple by Di Shitian; aren't you afraid that Di Shitian will flay you and pull out your tendons for treating my brother this way?"

Huaikong looked at the unconscious Huaimie and shouted.

Wuer laughed and said:

"A disciple? Stop dreaming.

You colluded with Duan Fengyun and the others; do you really think Di Shitian would still take Huaimie as a disciple? Stop dreaming.

This was all a scheme by Di Shitian to see if the two of you would voluntarily confess.

As it turns out, you have chilled Di Shitian's heart.

Huaikong, speak quickly, otherwise Huaimie will have to suffer physical pain."

Huaikong truly did not know how he should explain himself; always upright and kind, he simply could not tell a

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lie.

Seeing that Huaikong remained silent, Wuer walked toward Huaimie.

As Wuer walked, he picked up a torture whip from the side and dipped it in salt water.

Wuer swung the whip at Huaimie, and Huaimie was whipped until his skin was torn and flesh mangled.

Huaimie, who was feigning unconsciousness, also woke up from the intense pain.

In order not to be discovered by Huaikong, Wuer's whipping was solid and real, without the slightest bit of pretense.

Even though Huaimie was exceptionally gifted, in just one afternoon, he had already entered the threshold of the Sacred Heart Art.

But the Sacred Heart Art was still extremely painful when recovering from injuries.

Yet, in order to let Huaikong complete the Casting of the Heart, Huaimie silently gritted his teeth and then roared angrily at Wuer:

"Wuer, you had better kill me today, otherwise one day I will surely tear you into ten thousand pieces."

Wuer ignored Huaimie; he stared straight at Huaikong and said:

"Huaikong, speak quickly, otherwise Huaimie will suffer."

Huaikong remained silent; seeing this, Wuer picked up the torture whip and swung it repeatedly at Huaimie.

Watching Wuer continuously swing the leather whip and hearing Huaimie's painful groans, Huaikong was already angry to the extreme, on the verge of erupting.

Seeing this, Wuer knew the fire was burning hot enough; he winked at Huaimie, and Huaimie understood, knowing the final moment had arrived.

Wuer drew his weapon, pointed it at Huaikong, and said:

"Huaikong, speak quickly, my patience has reached its limit."

Although Huaikong wanted to save Huaimie, he truly did not know the whereabouts of Duan Fengyun and the others.

He could only say:

"Wuer, I really don't know the whereabouts of Duan Fengyun and the others. If you want to kill someone, kill me; my elder brother knows nothing."

Wuer feigned anger and said:

"Since you refuse to shed tears until you see the coffin, then I have no choice but to send your elder brother to hell first.

But you don't need to worry; soon you two brothers will be able to meet on the road to the Yellow Springs."

Wuer picked up his sword and swung it at Huaimie, and Huaimie's flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Huaikong's eyes split with rage as he watched, wanting to swallow Wuer alive.

After Wuer laughed loudly at Huaikong, he thrust his sword into Huaimie's chest.

Huaimie looked at Huaikong and said 'on his last breath':

"Huaikong, Big Brother can no longer protect you well.

Do not blame yourself; Big Brother is willing to sacrifice himself for you."

After speaking, Huaimie closed his eyes with lingering regret.

With Huaimie's 'death', Huaikong's anger finally reached its peak.

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