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172: How To Be A Successful Tutor
🕑 Added 2025-02-04 15:51:22 +0000 UTCSlap!
A sharp slap cut off the young master mid-sentence. The force of the blow didn't send him flying into the wall, but it felt as though a monstrous power erupted from his left cheek, surging through his body and driving him crashing to the ground.
Half of his teeth were knocked loose by the slap, scattering across the floor. Blood spilled from his mouth and nose, streaming down his chin as his face twisted grotesquely, half disfigured from the impact.
Yun Wuji glanced down at him, his expression cold and filled with disdain. "Ah, another maggot squealing about its bloodline," he said, his voice dripping with contempt. "Tell me, will your father weep when I grind your bones to dust?"
"You... Argh!" The young master crumpled to the ground, gasping for breath. But before he could even attempt to crawl away, Yun Wuji's foot came down hard on his wrist. A sharp crack echoed through the air, followed by the young master's piercing scream.
Yun Wuji twisted his foot slowly, deliberately, grinding the young master's wrist until the bones were reduced to powder. The young master's hoarse cries echoed for what felt like an eternity before Yun Wuji finally lifted his leg and stepped back.
"...Argh! Ba...bachtard! My fath... My father will kill you for chure!" The young master raised his head slowly, glaring at Yun Wuji with bloodshot eyes before roaring at him. His teeth were missing, making his speech slurred and broken. Even at this moment, he refused to believe that the man in front of him would dare to kill him.
His confidence didn't come from himself but from his father, a Divine Master, one of the most powerful and revered figures in the world.
In this era, his father was like a god among mortals!
'That's exactly what I want. After I'm done with you if your father doesn't come for revenge, then he's nothing but a gutless turtle,' Yun Wuji thought to himself, rolling his eyes at the pitiful young master. Outwardly, he sneered with disdain, "How pathetic. Even in your final moments, you'll cry for Daddy… but soon... he'll be too busy begging me to spare his life."
These words seemed to spark something in the young master. He roared with laughter, "Pitiful worm, you dare to spout such nonsense? I admit your strength is impressive, but in front of a Divine Master, you're nothing, no more than an ant. Just one sneeze could erase you from existence! Hahaha!"
"..." Yun Wuji didn't respond to his taunts. Instead, he stepped on the young master's other wrist. Another crunch echoed, followed by another agonized scream. "I saw what you did earlier. It seems you're quite 'powerful' and enjoy breaking people. Hehe... Let's see if you'll enjoy being the broken one this time."
"Aghhhhhhhhhh!"
Soon, the agonizing and painful cries of Young Master Han filled the room, echoing even into the hallway.
By the time Yun Wuji finished, the young master was sobbing, reduced to a complete fleshy mess. His profound veins, the core of his cultivation, had been utterly destroyed. His limbs were minced meat, his body riddled with holes, and his "little brother" had been severed.
The room reeked of urine and blood.
'Did I go too far? Why am I even thinking about that? Who cares...' Yun Wuji glanced at the pitiful young master, but as soon as the thought surfaced, he pushed it aside. He never considered himself a good person, nor did he aspire to be one. He had always used any means necessary to achieve his goals.
As long as it didn't harm the people he cared about, he wouldn't hesitate to employ any method, even if it meant massacring tens or hundreds of star realms.
After finishing his work, he glanced around the room once more before walking over to the nearby bed. Placing a profound imagery stone, he injected his profound energy into it, and soon, the agonizing cries of Young Master Han filled the room once again.
When he was 'tutoring' Young Master Han earlier, he made sure to record the entire process and leave it behind so that his father could give an honest evaluation. After all, Yun Wuji cared about his clients' reviews.
'With this, even if his father's heart were made of stone, he'd surely fly into a rage and chase me, hehe...' Yun Wuji felt like patting himself on the back. He gave the young master one last look before activating the Moon Splitting Cascade. A blue light flashed, and his figure vanished without a trace.
Boom!
Not long after Yun Wuji left, the roof of the building suddenly burst open, and a vast, overwhelming aura of a Divine Sovereign descended from the sky like a tsunami, flooding downward and enveloping the entire capital city. In an instant, the flow of air seemed to halt, causing even the clouds in the sky to freeze, as though time itself had come to a standstill.
A middle-aged man slowly descended into the room. His stern face and imposing aura radiated the authority of a ruler accustomed to commanding the masses. He was none other than the Realm King of the Red Sun Star Realm.
Upon hearing that someone was causing trouble for Young Master Han, he rushed over at full speed. He knew that if anything happened to the young master, he wouldn't be spared. The Radiant Mountain Realm's wrath would descend upon him, whether he was involved or not.
He had used his fastest speed to arrive, landing with an imposing and overbearing aura. But the moment he took in the scene before him, his entire body froze. A chill ran through him, his blood turning ice-cold as if he had been thrown into a frozen cellar.
The room reeked of a disgusting mix of urine, sweat, and blood. The floor was splattered with crimson, and in one corner lay a mangled heap of flesh, twisting and moaning...it was Young Master Han.
On the bed, a profound stone flickered, playing gruesome images of a black-clad man torturing him.
"Young Master Han!" It took immense willpower for him to recover from the shock. He immediately rushed over, but the moment he got close, he hesitated. Young Master Han’s body was a mangled mess—so broken that even the slightest touch might end his life.
The Realm King quickly sent a sound transmission, summoning the best doctor at his disposal to rush over. At the same time, he spread his divine sense, searching for the women who had been serving Young Master Han to gather more information. However, to his surprise, he couldn't locate a single one of them.
"Where did they go? Could it be that the culprit took them?" He furrowed his brows and muttered to himself. Most of the courtesans here were not allowed to leave the building, and if any of them stepped outside, the guards would be alerted immediately. However, right now, apart from the courtesans who willingly worked here, all the others had vanished without a trace.
The realm king found this strange, but he wasn't in the mood, nor did he have the time, to dwell on it.
"Lord Realm King!" After a few minutes, a figure landed in front of him and greeted him respectfully. He was about to ask about the urgent matter that required his presence when his gaze fell on the mess of flesh in the corner of the room. His pupils shrank in shock.
"What... what is this?!"
"He... he is Young Master Han. Quickly, find a way to save him," the Realm King let out a tired sigh and commanded.
"He... he is Young Master Han," the doctor muttered, his body trembling as he slowly approached. "What happened? This... this is finished... we... are finished..."
The son of a Divine Master, reduced to this pathetic state, wriggling like a lowly worm in their realm...what kind of fury would they have bear? Even if none of them died, the punishment would be unimaginably severe.
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry, do something!" Although he understood his shock, the Realm King didn’t want to waste any more time and roared.
"Yes!" The roar snapped the doctor out of his stupor. He quickly rushed over and cautiously injected his profound energy, attempting to stabilize the mangled form of Young Master Han.
The more the doctor examined the injuries, the colder his heart became. The wounds were horrific and gruesome, but strangely, none of them seemed immediately life-threatening. Despite his condition, Young Master Han could survive for a few days without any help.
The doctor didn't know whether to call the man who did this a genius or...a devil.
After more than half a day, the doctor finally managed to stabilize the young master's injuries. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he turned to the realm king and said respectfully, "He... he is out of danger now, but there is no hope of him ever recovering to what he was before."
"..." The realm king's chest heaved as he clenched his fists tightly, the sound of his bones cracking ringing out. After a long pause, he let out a resigned sigh and waved his hand, "You did your best. You can leave now."
"Yes!" The doctor nodded respectfully and quickly left the room. With everything that had transpired, he knew that the entire realm was doomed. Without wasting any time, he made up his mind to leave this cursed place, hoping to escape before the Radiant Mountain Realm's Realm King arrived.
The realm king remained silent for a long time, his gaze fixed on the floor as if lost in thought. Finally, he turned to his aide, who had been quietly standing nearby, and said slowly, "Go and inform the Radiant Mountain Realm about what happened."
