96: Chapter 96 Shen Mengyao Logs Offline

The intense pain caused Shen Mengyao to let out a shrill, agonizing scream. She arched her body abruptly, instinctively looking up to see the source of her pain.

Just one glance caused her pupils to contract violently.

A thick arm had brutally pierced through her entire abdomen, and the owner of that arm was none other than Su Chen!

That "simp" Su Chen, who had once been completely obedient to her, let her boss him around, and was willing to give up everything for her.

At this moment, his eyes were icy and piercing, devoid of any trace of his former obsession and tenderness, filled only with bone-deep hatred and cruelty.

Seeing this scene, Shen Mengyao understood instantly that Su Chen had come to his senses.

Extreme fear overwhelmed the physical agony; her whole body trembled violently, and blood continued to gush from the corners of her mouth.

She begged Su Chen incessantly, her voice shattered beyond recognition: "Su Chen... please... let me go... I was wrong... I was really wrong... I wasn't human before, I will be a beast of burden for you, I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life, please spare my life..."

Watching her humble, pleading appearance, Su Chen curled his lips into a cruel arc.

He did not pull out the arm inserted into her abdomen; instead, he deliberately twisted his wrist, causing his fist to churn a few times inside her abdominal cavity.

"Hiss—!" Shen Mengyao gasped in pain, her body convulsing, and her vision began to black out.

"Mengyao, what are you saying? What is this about sparing you?" Su Chen's voice was as gentle as a lover's whisper, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness. "I just want to ask you, this punch is filled with the 'love' I've had for you over this past month. How does it taste?"

Shen Mengyao's consciousness was fading from the pain, but upon hearing this, she hurriedly nodded, fawning incoherently: "Good... it's excellent... it tastes so good... Su Chen, your 'love' is too intense, I... I'm about to burst from eating it..."

"Oh? Is that so?" Su Chen raised an eyebrow in feigned surprise, his tone filled with heavy mockery. "Since you like it so much, I'll add a little more for you."

Without waiting for Shen Mengyao to react, Su Chen slowly raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and brutally pried the bloody hole in her abdomen even wider.

Warm blood and fragments of shattered internal organs gushed out from the wound, splattering all over Su Chen.

The next second, his palm precisely gripped Shen Mengyao's smooth spine.

His fingernails sank deep into the bone, and his fingertips, imbued with internal energy, rubbed and scraped forcefully back and forth against the spinal column.

"Ahhhhhh—!!!"

Shen Mengyao let out the most agonizing scream in history, a sound so sharp it felt like it could tear the air apart.

This pain was not mere flesh wounds, but an extreme torture acting directly on her central nervous system!

Shen Mengyao felt as if countless sharp daggers were scraping her bones little by little; every inch of her nerves was screaming and burning.

She convulsed in pain, her eyes rolled back, and saliva mixed with blood flowed from the corners of her mouth. Her already mangled face was now twisted like a vengeful ghost.

She wanted to continue begging, but only a rattling, wheezing sound could escape her throat; she couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

Watching her in such agony, the smile in Su Chen's eyes grew even more intense.

This was exactly what he wanted.

He wanted Shen Mengyao to clearly feel every ounce of pain; he wanted her to repay the humiliation and loss of face he had suffered over the past month a thousand, a hundred times over.

A quick death? That would be letting her off too easily.

A few dozen seconds later, Shen Mengyao could no longer withstand this inhuman torture; her eyes rolled back, and she fainted from the pain once again.

"You dare to sleep?" Su Chen frowned, an expression of displeasure appearing on his face.

He raised his left hand, condensed a faint amount of internal energy on two fingers, and precisely tapped Shen Mengyao's awakening acupoint.

A powerful surge of stimulation flooded her brain, forcibly waking her from her faint.

"Don't be in such a rush to sleep; the main event has only just begun."

Su Chen's voice was icy and piercing, and his right hand moved once again.

His fingers, like the sharpest blades, wandered and tore wantonly within Shen Mengyao's abdominal cavity.

Liver, spleen, stomach, intestines... Every organ was brutally crushed and shredded by him.

To prevent her from dying due to excessive blood loss or organ failure, Su Chen's left hand was always surrounded by a gentle yet overbearing internal energy, which was continuously injected into Shen Mengyao's body to seal her blood vessels and forcibly keep her alive.

Shen Mengyao's consciousness was incredibly clear; she could clearly feel the organs inside her being destroyed bit by bit, could hear the muffled sounds of flesh being torn, and could smell the thick, pungent scent of blood.

She wanted to scream, but couldn't make a sound; she wanted to struggle, but was firmly restrained in place by Su Chen's internal energy; she wanted to beg for death, but didn't even have the right to close her eyes.

Boundless pain submerged her like a tide, and every second felt as long as a century.

Time passed. Half an hour later.

When Su Chen finally stopped his movements, Shen Mengyao's upper body was completely hollowed out.

Except for her heart and lungs, which he had carefully preserved, the rest of her internal organs had long been crushed into pulp, flowing onto the floor through the wound.

Her body was now just a thin layer of skin and flesh wrapping a ghastly white skeleton; she was on the verge of death, with only the faint rise and fall of her chest proving she was still alive.

Her eyes were hollow and lifeless, having long lost all luster, like a broken puppet. Only her occasionally twitching fingers still spoke of the inhuman torture she had endured.

Su Chen slowly withdrew his right hand from her body; his arm, covered in blood and fragments of organs, cast an eerie red glow under the lights.

Watching Shen Mengyao in this state, neither human nor ghost, the anger and humiliation that had been building up for a month finally dissipated for the most part.

"That's enough. It's time to send you on your way."

Su Chen said in a low voice.

He stood up and walked to the side of Shen Mengyao's head.

Shen Mengyao's hollow eyes turned slightly to look at him, her gaze completely numb.

Su Chen did not hesitate in the slightest; he gathered internal energy at his foot, then raised it, aimed at her head, and stomped down hard!

"Bang—!!!"

A dull, resounding crash.

Shen Mengyao's head burst open like a watermelon, red and white splattered everywhere, brain matter and bone fragments mixed with blood, covering the cold floor.

At the moment Shen Mengyao died, a system notification sounded in Qin Yi's mind:

[Ding! Detected that the Host has indirectly killed the Daughter of Luck, Shen Mengyao (Yellow)]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the reward: Psychic Puppet × 1]