Lu Ying just looked at Xia Xi like that, and with a faint smile, she said, "You are much stronger than I imagined, but also a lot more foolish, hehe... I just wonder how long you can hold on?"
With that, Lu Ying looked around at the other people in the courtyard and asked with a smile, "What do you think, how long can my dear sister last? Ten breaths, a hundred breaths? The time it takes for an incense stick to burn? Or longer?"
No one answered. At that moment, everyone was too scared to speak.
Lu Ying’s methods were truly too cruel.
"I’m asking you a question. What, are you all deaf?" Lu Ying scoffed.
Immediately, the heads of the various major families in the courtyard seemed to snap back to reality and hastily said:
"Sister Xi, nobody seems to have faith in you!" Lu Ying said with a light smile, "You better step it up!"
Xia Xi remained silent.
But her delicate body had begun to tremble.
And her long green dress was beginning to stain with blood.
Her breathing grew chaotic, the pain causing her entire body to convulse.
She almost bit through her own teeth.
Even felt delusions, a sense of passing out.
Seconds and minutes ticked by.
A hundred breaths passed.
Xia Xi had actually endured a hundred breaths!!!
And had not yet begged for mercy.
"Pat pat pat..." Lu Ying began to clap her hands, "Sister Xi, you really have opened my eyes. It’s said that a Martial Cultivator who ingests the blood of a Blood-stained Scorpion usually collapses from the pain within an average of eight breaths, but you far exceeded everyone else!"
Indeed, it was admirable.
In the courtyard, many people’s eyes were filled with respect.
They admitted to themselves they couldn’t do it.
This ability to endure pain was simply terrifying!
"Hehe... Since Sister Xi is so tolerant, so gifted with the talent to endure pain, why not dance for us once more, hehe..." Lu Ying suddenly said.
To have Xia Xi, who was in excruciating, almost death-like pain, dance a dance?!
Lu Ying had some nerve!
"Oh yes, best if you dance and strip at the same time!" Lu Ying continued, "Brother Fu from our house really likes watching, and sister, you do have a very good figure indeed!"
When Lu Ying finished speaking!!!
"I want you dead!" Unable to restrain himself anymore, Xia Wuwang, who had been paralyzed on the ground, suddenly lashed out, intending to self-destruct and throw himself at Lu Ying for a suicidal attack.
But it was in that second that Wang Muzhi suddenly made his move.
He blocked Xia Wuwang in an instant, and a sword light directly penetrated Xia Wuwang’s Dantian.
Xia Wuwang’s Dantian was shattered.
How could he self-destruct now?
He became a cripple on the spot.
"Minister Wang, don’t kill him just yet, hehe... what’s the hurry?" Seeing Wang Muzhi about to kill Xia Wuwang, Lu Ying reminded him.
Then, Lu Ying lifted her foot, and suddenly stepped on Xia Wuwang’s head.
She pinned Xia Wuwang to the ground!
Firmly stepped on him.
Almost crushing Xia Wuwang into the ground.
Lu Ying looked at Xia Xi with a smile, "Sister Xi, tell me, do you dance or not?"
It was in that very second.
From a distance, Xia Wuxiang, Xia Guanghua, and the others were yelling again:
"Xia Xi, you’re already in this state! Just take the plunge!"
"Xia Xi, you’re going to die anyway, just save the Xia Family!"
"Xia Xi, consider this repaying the kindness of the Xia Family over the years!"
At that moment, finally, Xia Xi shed tears.
Blood tears tumbled, covering her entire face.
She was utterly desolate.
She was strong, always strong.
When she was four years old, her birth parents put this mask on her and told her she couldn’t take off the mask, couldn’t let anyone see her real face, or, once exposed, she would die.
And her mask was not beautiful.
Over the years, how much scorn and ridicule had she suffered because of this unattractive mask?
She endured all along.
Her toughness had long been forged.
She was very strong, stronger than anyone else.
This moment, she truly despaired!!!
She could endure the excruciating pain from the poison of the Blood-stained Scorpion’s blood, akin to a fate worse than death. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel⟡fire.net
But, she couldn’t bring herself to dance, couldn’t manage to strip while dancing.
An immense, overwhelming desire for death.
It was at this second.
Lu Ying, seeing Xia Xi’s intent to die, couldn’t help but laugh, "Sister Xi, you mustn’t die. If you die, I’ll be heartbroken, and when I’m heartbroken, I can do anything, you still have a father, Xia Wuwang treats you just like his own daughter..."
Xia Xi remained silent.
But, the intent to die receded by a third.
"What? Do I need to teach you how to dance?" Lu Ying snorted.
Xia Xi was still silent, without any movement.
Lu Ying’s face became unpleasant to look at!
She was about to say something.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
There was a gust of fierce wind.
Accompanied by a hissing sound.
Instinctively, all the members of the Lu Family lifted their heads to gaze at the dark sky above.
They could vaguely make out.
A hawk, a pale-colored hawk, sweeping across the heavens, descending towards them.
It was four or five meters wide!!!
Its speed was so fast that it seemed like a pale spot darting through the air.
"What is that?" Lu Ying frowned slightly.
"Who cares what it is?" Lu Fu chuckled.
In the midst of the resounding noise.
The Cloud Piercing Eagle landed in the Lu Family’s courtyard.
Such a momentum, like a great mountain falling down, caused the courtyard to shake and reverberate, scattering many tables laden with feasts.
Only then did the crowd see clearly, atop the Cloud Piercing Eagle, there were two people.
It was Su Chen and Lan Su.
"Looks like the legendary Cloud Piercing Eagle..." Lu Fu muttered, a Demon Beast like the Cloud Piercing Eagle was not something that a second-grade power like the Blood Flame Sect could possess, so, his face took on a more solemn expression.
But, Lu Ying said, "A mere First Transformation in the Hollow Void Realm, and a piece of trash at the Fourth Level of Divine Power, heh..."
Lu Fu took a good look at Su Chen and Lan Su, then also felt reassured.
Indeed, they were trash.
Even if they came from major forces, such trash would probably just be fringe characters of those major forces.
The Blood Flame Sect could afford to provoke them, and he, Lu Fu, represented the entire Blood Flame Sect.
"Sister Xia, what’s wrong with you?" As soon as they got off the Cloud Piercing Eagle, Lan Su rushed towards Xia Xi, her face full of shock and distress, because at this moment, Xia Xi was covered in blood; her azure dress was nearly stained blood-red, which looked horrifying.
Furthermore, the Qi emanating from Xia Xi’s body was chaotically beyond belief.
In a flash, Lan Su reached Xia Xi’s side, and hugged her tightly, "Sister Xia, please don’t scare me!"
Lan Su was so frightened that her voice trembled, and her tears flowed freely. Only when embracing Xia Xi did she realize the extent of Xia Xi’s convulsions.
It was at that second that Su Chen quickly approached.
His expression was very solemn.