46: The True Young Master's Hellish Life 2

He slammed Qin Nong and his wife onto the ground.

The Devilish ice beneath his feet instantly transformed into countless sharp ice spikes, piercing through their limbs and bones from every direction.

Qin Nong and his wife let out heart-rending screams, but their voices were sealed by devilish power, leaving them only able to open their mouths,

watching as their internal organs were slowly plucked out by the ice spikes and then stuffed back in under the influence of the Devilish Qi, repeating the cycle over and over.

"The millions of times of torture have only just begun."

Qin Jiuge crouched down, watching Qin Nong and his wife twisting in pain on the ice spikes.

A flash of devilish light appeared at his fingertips, and the two wailing children were instantly enveloped in devilish flames; they did not die immediately,

instead, their skin was slowly scorched by the devilish flames, from hair to toes, every inch of skin carbonizing in the intense fire, yet they remained fully conscious.

"No! Spare the children! I beg you, spare the children!"

Watching his children struggling in the fire, Qin Nong finally broke down and wept,

"Qin Jiuge! I was wrong! I was truly wrong!"

"I shouldn't have coveted the wealth of the Ye Family, I shouldn't have swapped the children, and I shouldn't have abused you!"

"I beg you to kill me! I beg you to give me a quick death!"

"A quick death?"

Qin Jiuge stood up, and the devilish sword behind him hummed,

"The Original Owner didn't get a quick death when he died."

With a wave of his hand, the four members of the Qin Family were instantly torn into countless fragments by devilish power, flesh and blood splattering onto the snow and staining a large area of white snow red.

But the next second, those flesh fragments coalesced within the Devilish Qi, reforming into the appearance of Qin Nong, his wife, and the two children, though the wounds on their bodies remained, and the pain had not diminished in the slightest.

"The first time."

Qin Jiuge spoke coldly, and the devilish sword slashed down again. The four members of the Qin Family were split in half once more, blood spraying, and then they were resurrected again.

"The second time."

"The third time."

...

The screams in the snow never ceased,

the four members of the Qin Family cycled repeatedly between resurrection and torture, each death more painful than the last,

sometimes their internal organs were gnawed by devilish insects, sometimes their Divine Soul was burned by devilish fire,

sometimes their bones were frozen and shattered by devilish ice, sometimes their Divine Soul was torn apart by a devilish whip.

From their initial begging for mercy, to their later frantic curses, and finally to their numb despair, Qin Nong and his wife—

their consciousness gradually collapsed in endless pain, yet they could never die, forced to endure the torture millions of times over.

When the ten-millionth torture ended, the bodies of the four Qin Family members were riddled with holes,

their Divine Soul was so weak it was on the verge of dissipating. They lay in the snow, without even the strength to weep,

they could only gaze at Qin Jiuge with hollow eyes, muttering "I was wrong" and "Spare me" incessantly.

Qin Jiuge watched them in this state, his eyes devoid of any pity, filled only with cold killing intent:

"These millions of times are what you owe the Original Owner. But this is not enough—"

He raised his hand and opened a rift leading to the Demon Realm, from which came the ear-piercing roars of the Goblin,

countless Goblin, with green faces and fangs, their bodies covered in filth, were brandishing bone clubs and crazily slamming against the edge of the rift.

"Didn't you want to have Ye Qiuxue marry into a sect and enjoy wealth and glory?"

A cruel smile curled the corner of Qin Jiuge's mouth,

"Then go to the Goblin Lair and enjoy it for all eternity."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the four members of the Qin Family into the rift.

The rift instantly erupted with the excited roars of the Goblin,

accompanied by the shrill screams of the four Qin Family members, their voices came to an abrupt end the moment the rift closed.

From then on, they would be tortured day and night by endless Goblin in the Goblin Lair,

forever living in fear and pain, unable to live, yet unable to die.

Having dealt with Qin Nong and his wife, Qin Jiuge turned to look in the direction of the Ye Family, the devilish flames in his eyes burning even more fiercely.

He raised his hand and clenched it, and the devilish sword behind him instantly transformed into a jet-black streak of light, tearing through the sky.

The next second, his figure vanished from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already standing outside the mountain gate of the Ye Family's sect.

The Ye Family's sect was built against a mountain and shrouded in Immortal Qi. Two Disciples at the Golden Core Stage were guarding the mountain gate.

The moment they saw Qin Jiuge, a trace of disdain flashed in their eyes.

The person before them was dressed in tattered clothes and exuded a gloomy aura; he was clearly just a Mortal, yet he dared to trespass into the Ye Family's sect.

"Stop! This is a restricted area of the Ye Family's sect; no Mortal is allowed to enter!"

One Disciple raised his hand to block him, his tone arrogant,

"Get lost quickly, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

Qin Jiuge did not speak, merely watching them with icy eyes.

The next second, two streaks of jet-black devilish light shot from his eyes, instantly piercing through the Disciples' foreheads.

The two Disciples didn't even have time to scream before their bodies turned to ash and dissipated into the air.

The Restriction at the mountain gate was easily torn apart by the devilish light, and Qin Jiuge walked step by step into the Ye Family's sect,

any Disciples and Elders he encountered along the way who dared to block him were casually wiped out by him,

some were burned to cinder by devilish fire, some were frozen into fragments by devilish ice,

some were split in half by the devilish sword, and some were crushed into pulp by devilish power.

The Immortal Qi of the Ye Family's sect was instantly replaced by a thick scent of blood, and shrill screams echoed through the sky.

"Who dares to run wild in my Ye Family?"

A roar of anger came, and Ye Ming, dressed in a cyan Daoist robe and holding a long sword, rushed over with a group of Elders and Disciples.

When he saw Qin Jiuge, his pupils constricted sharply,

the Qin Jiuge before him was like a completely different person from the lowly Mortal in his memory,

especially that terrifying devilish Aura, which made even him, a Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage, feel palpitations.

"Qin Jiuge? You're not dead?"

Ye Ming gripped his long sword tightly, a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes,

"It seems that since I didn't kill you last time, you got lucky!"

"Lucky?"

Qin Jiuge sneered, and the devilish sword hummed in his hand,

"Ye Ming, do you know that you will surely die today?"

"Arrogant!"

Ye Ming roared, swung his long sword, and a brilliant Sword Qi slashed toward Qin Jiuge,

"You are just a Mortal who obtained some Opportunity, yet you dare to be presumptuous before me!"

"Today I will act on behalf of the heavens and slay you, this demon!"

The Sword Qi whistled toward him, but Qin Jiuge stood motionless.

Just as the Sword Qi was about to strike him, the devilish sword unsheathed itself, and a jet-black devilish flame Sword Qi met it.

The two Sword Qi clashed, the golden Immortal Qi was instantly swallowed by the devilish flames, and then the devilish flame Sword Qi slashed toward Ye Ming with unstoppable force.

"What?!"

Ye Ming's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly swung his sword to defend.

But the power of the devilish flame Sword Qi far exceeded his imagination. With a "crack" sound,

the long sword in his hand was instantly split in half,

and the devilish flame Sword Qi, its momentum undiminished, slashed directly onto his shoulder.

"Ah!"

Ye Ming let out a scream, his shoulder instantly scorched by the devilish flames, flesh and blood mangled, even the bone exposed.

He staggered backward, his eyes filled with disbelief—he, a dignified Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage, couldn't even take one strike from the opponent?

"Ye Ming, do you still remember the arranged marriage you made back at Qin Nong's house?"

Qin Jiuge walked toward him step by step, his devilish Aura growing stronger,

"You thought you found a promising match for your daughter, but you didn't know that you had arranged it for your own biological son and the fake daughter."

Ye Ming trembled all over, his face instantly turning pale:

"You... you know everything?"

"Not only do I know, I also know that after you discovered the truth, your first reaction was not guilt, but wanting to kill me to silence me."

Qin Jiuge's voice was icy and bone-chilling,

"You slaughtered Qin Nong's entire family, faked it as a bandit raid, and then tried to kill me... Ye Ming, tell me, do you deserve to die?"

"It was Zhao Yu! It was all Zhao Yu's idea!"

Ye Ming hurriedly shifted the blame, pointing at the pale-faced Zhao Yu behind him,

"It was she who feared Qiuxue's identity would be exposed, so she made me kill you! I was also forced!"

Zhao Yu, upon hearing this, instantly broke down:

"Ye Ming! You're lying! It was clearly you who said we couldn't ruin the Ye Family's reputation, so you wanted to kill him! Don't try to shift the blame to me!"

"Shut up!"

Ye Ming roared and turned to attack Zhao Yu, but was frozen in place by a beam of devilish light from Qin Jiuge.

Qin Jiuge watched them biting each other like dogs, his eyes filled with mockery:

"Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they fly their separate ways. People like you are worthy of being Cultivators?"

With a wave of his hand, two devilish chains emerged from the ground, winding around Ye Ming and Zhao Yu respectively, and nailed them fiercely to the stone wall.

The barbs on the devilish chains pierced deeply into their flesh, continuously absorbing their cultivation and vitality.

"Qin Jiuge! I beg you to spare us!"

Zhao Yu was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face, and she begged frantically,

"We know we were wrong! We are willing to compensate you! Everything the Ye Family has is yours! I beg you, don't kill us!"

"Compensate?"

Qin Jiuge walked in front of her, a flash of devilish light at his fingertips, and more than half of Zhao Yu's cultivation was instantly drained away,

her hair turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her skin also lost its luster,

"The Original Owner was abused by you for over a decade, hunted down by you, and nearly killed by you..."

"Do you think everything the Ye Family has can compensate for the suffering he endured?"

He grabbed Zhao Yu's chin forcefully, forcing her to look at him:

"Do you remember what you said? 'You were never meant to live; if it weren't for you, how would Qiuxue have this stain?'"

As he spoke, the devilish chains suddenly tightened,

Zhao Yu's bones made a "crack" sound, and she convulsed in pain,

but her voice was sealed by devilish power, leaving her only able to open her mouth, her eyes filled with fear and regret.

"Ye Ming, don't you value the Ye Family's reputation?"

Qin Jiuge turned to Ye Ming, a cruel smile curling his lips,

"Then I will make your Ye Family suffer total disgrace in front of all your fellow Cultivators!"

With a wave of his hand, his devilish power instantly spread throughout the entire Ye Family's sect, gathering all the Disciples, Elders, and visiting Cultivators onto the plaza.

When everyone saw Ye Ming and his wife nailed to the stone wall,

and Qin Jiuge standing before them, exuding a terrifying devilish Aura, they were all stunned.

"Isn't that Qin Jiuge? How could he be so strong?"

"How could Sect Master Ye and Madam Ye be beaten like this?"

"Could the child-swapping incident from back then be true?"

Discussions rose one after another. Ye Ming's face grew increasingly ugly. He struggled, wanting to defend himself, but his mouth was sealed by a beam of devilish light from Qin Jiuge.