49: Chapter 49 A lightning-fast change of face, Jiang Yutong is completely humiliated!

The dust settled.

In the massive crater, only a few intermittent gasps remained.

The sounds were miserable and weak.

Wang Teng was embedded in the rock.

His bones were broken seven or eight times over.

That once arrogant face was now swollen and deformed, unrecognizable.

If not for the clothes, no one would be able to identify him.

This was the same Qilin of the Northern Region who, just moments ago, claimed he would pierce a hole in the sky.

Qin Yu slowly retracted his foot.

He took the opportunity to wipe the sole of his shoe on Wang Teng's blood-stained python robe.

"Great Emperor Aptitude?"

"Just this?"

Two short phrases.

Low damage, but extremely insulting.

Wang Teng's fingers twitched, and a rattling sound came from his throat.

He likely wanted to curse, but he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

The onlookers in the distance watched this scene, their eyes twitching uncontrollably.

They had expected to see a passionate drama about defying authority.

But the ending was like this.

The script was all wrong.

According to the tropes in storytelling, shouldn't Wang Teng be exploding with hidden power or having a Breakthrough right about now?

How did he end up getting stomped into the mud, unable to even be pried out?

"Is this the Prodigy you all praised?"

Qin Yu lifted his eyelids and scanned the crowd.

The young Cultivators who had previously fawned over Wang Teng instantly lowered their heads to their crotches, not daring to breathe.

Who dared to speak?

The ultimate dao emperor armament had betrayed him.

His secret techniques had backfired.

He had been stomped into a pulp.

This wasn't a battle at all.

It was a dimension-crushing strike.

"Clatter."

A soft sound, jarring in the dead silence.

It was Jiang Yutong, not far away, dropping half a jade pendant to the ground.

It was a token of love Wang Teng had given her.

She had protected it fiercely even when knocked away by the shockwaves.

But now, her hand had loosened.

Looking at the pile of rotting meat at the bottom of the pit, the light in Jiang Yutong's eyes completely extinguished.

Collapsing along with it was her vanity of clinging to the strong.

She wasn't stupid.

She was more realistic than anyone.

Wang Teng had lost.

He had lost completely, losing everything down to his underwear.

Without his ultimate dao emperor armament, his eyes destroyed, and his Dao Heart shattered, the current Wang Teng—let alone having Great Emperor Aptitude—would be a cripple even if he managed to walk out of the Qin Family alive.

And opposite him stood that man in fluttering purple robes, standing tall like a god or demon.

The fiancé she had been frantically mocking just moments ago was now radiating a terrifying aura that made her suffocate and made her Soul tremble.

Strong!

Too strong!

It wasn't just his power, but the authority to control everything.

The Wang Family's ultimate dao emperor armament was as docile as a dog before him.

Regret flooded Jiang Yutong.

She truly had been blind.

To ignore such a massive, heaven-reaching thigh to cling to, and instead run off to die with that bragging Wang Teng?

If... what if she were the one standing by his side?

As this thought arose, Jiang Yutong's heart began to beat wildly.

Her eyes changed; the fear faded, replaced by an extreme craving.

Thump!

Without a moment's hesitation, under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, this pearl of the Jiang Family who had just been shouting about breaking off the engagement landed on her knees with a clean, crisp sound.

She didn't just kneel; she crawled toward Qin Yu on her hands and knees.

The speed and the standard of her posture left the Qin Family elders on the side stunned.

"That kneeling posture is professional."

"Divine Son!"

"Your Highness, Divine Son!"

Jiang Yutong crawled to Qin Yu's feet and looked up.

Her tear-streaked face was pale in a way that invited pity.

She intentionally let her collar hang slightly open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

Her voice trembled with a crying tone, yet it was so sweet it could drip water.

"Wuwuwu, I was forced!"

"It was all Wang Teng!"

She turned abruptly, pointing at Wang Teng at the bottom of the pit, her expression shifting from pitiful to gnashing teeth.

"He used his Family's influence to force me!"

"He used sweet talk to deceive me!"

"I was tricked by his so-called Great Emperor Aptitude!"

"Your Highness, Divine Son, I have always admired you! Truly!"

At the bottom of the pit, Wang Teng, who had been struggling to survive, heard these words and his blood-stained eyes widened sharply.

Pfft!

A mouthful of black blood sprayed three feet high.

A medical miracle.

After being stomped like that, he was actually able to sit up from anger.

"You... you slut!"

Wang Teng's voice was hoarse, like two pieces of broken gong rubbing together.

He had never dreamed that he would risk his life for her, dare to challenge an Imperial Family for her, only to be sold out the moment she turned around?

And sold out so thoroughly, so cheaply?

"Shut up!"

Jiang Yutong no longer cared about any lover.

She turned and spat at him.

"Do you even deserve to curse me?"

"You're a piece of trash, not even worthy of carrying the Divine Son's shoes, and you wanted to elope with me?"

"Pah!"

After scolding him, she immediately changed her expression, turned, and hugged Qin Yu's leg.

She rubbed her cheek against Qin Yu's boot, fawning to the extreme.

"Divine Son, no, Master."

"I don't recognize that letter of divorce!"

"I have no relationship with him at all; my body is still pure!"

"I am willing to atone!"

"Please don't drive me away. I've realized my mistake. Even if I have to be a chambermaid by your side... no, even if I have to be your dog, I am willing!"

As she spoke, she actually stuck out her tongue, intending to lick the dust off Qin Yu's shoe.

The entire audience: "..."

Many people subconsciously took out their shadow-recording stones.

This scene.

This speed of changing faces.

It was textbook level.

Even Han Yueli, who had been watching coldly, couldn't help it.

She stepped forward and glanced at Jiang Yutong with disdain.

"Tsk."

"Is this the so-called pearl of the Jiang Family?"

"The succubi I saw back in the Blissful Demon Abyss don't even come close to a ten-thousandth of your shamelessness."

"For them, it's professional training; for you, it's a natural-born talent."

Han Yueli's words drew a burst of low laughter.

Jiang Yutong ignored it.

Face?

How much is that worth?

As long as she could cling to Qin Yu, as long as she could survive, she, Jiang Yutong, would still be a high and mighty Prodigy.

She lifted her teary eyes, her gaze lingering, trying to see a hint of desire on Qin Yu's face.

After all, she was still confident in her appearance.

Men, after all... who could refuse a woman who was cursing him just a moment ago, but was now kneeling between his legs, wagging her tail and begging for pity?

This was the thrill of conquest.

Qin Yu looked down at the woman hanging on his leg.

His expression was strange.

No enjoyment.

No anger.

Only full-faced disgust.

"Li Yuan."

Qin Yu spoke suddenly.

"Present!"

Li Yuan jolted and hurried over.

"My boot is dirty."

Qin Yu sighed and lightly vibrated his foot.

Bang!

A burst of fierce spiritual energy erupted.

Jiang Yutong screamed and flew dozens of meters away.

A clear shoe print was left on her meticulously painted face, and half her nose collapsed.

"Ah! My face!"

Jiang Yutong rolled on the ground, clutching her face, her hands covered in nosebleed.

She looked at Qin Yu in disbelief.

Why?

I've already done this, I've already humbled myself to the dust.

How could you still kick me?

"Divine Son, this..."

Li Yuan was also a bit confused.

Not eating the meat delivered to his door?

This didn't fit the villain persona.

Qin Yu took off the boot that Jiang Yutong had hugged and tossed it aside.

Then, in full view of everyone, he put on a new pair.

After doing all this, he clapped his hands, looked at Jiang Yutong in the distance, and sneered:

"This Divine Son does like contrast."

"But that doesn't mean I'm not picky."

He pointed to Han Yueli behind him.

"See her?"

"Saintess of the Blissful Demon Abyss, top three on the Nine Heavens Beauty Ranking."

"Even she has to kneel before This Divine Son."

"What kind of thing are you?"

"A sycophant engagement, and you want to try to latch onto me?"

Qin Yu walked over to Han Yueli and pulled her slender waist into his arms.

"There are always some overly confident women in this world who think that because they have a bit of beauty, all the men in the world should revolve around them."

"Sorry."

"In my, Qin Yu's, eyes."

"You, Jiang Yutong, don't even have the qualifications to be a plaything!"

As the words fell, it was a killing blow to her heart.

Jiang Yutong froze in place.

It was over.

Completely over.

The last shred of her dignity was torn to shreds by Qin Yu's words.

She had thought she was a rare commodity waiting to be sold at a high price.

As it turned out, in his eyes, she wasn't even worth as much as rotten cabbage.

"Qin Yu, you will die a horrible death!"

Extreme shame and anger made Jiang Yutong completely hysterical.

With disheveled hair, she pointed at Qin Yu and roared, looking like a madwoman.

"Good, well said."

Qin Yu laughed, a brilliant and cruel smile.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a large banner materialized in his palm.

Woo— The sound of ghosts wailing erupted, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped to freezing.

ten billion soul banner.