CH 118

Chapter 118: Does It Hurt? Beg Me And I’ll Spare You.

Wasn’t this supposed to be a dream? Why would I feel any pain!

Although this thought floated in the back of his mind, in truth, Qi Ci was unable to think whatsoever.

Because the pain was excruciating.

Due to the pain, Qi Ci was unable to stop shaking.

There were no gentle caresses or foreplay, instead, he was being treated as if he was being given an extra wound on his body. The man moved repeatedly and mercilessly, as if he was holding a sharp dagger with which he was piercing the wound over and over again.

“Let go of me!!!” Qi Ci did everything in his power and punched the man hard in the face.

The man narrowly evaded the attack, and a mocking sneer grew on his lips. The man twisted Qi Ci’s wrist and pressed him against the bed. Then, he recited an incantation and summoned the silver sword, which he used to nail Qi Ci’s other hand onto the bed.

Blood gushed out from the wound, and a piercing scream escaped Qi Ci’s throat. Although Qi Ci’s back shook violently, the man seemed to feel that it wasn’t enough, so he twisted Qi Ci’s other hand mercilessly. Qi Ci struggled instinctively, but that only made the wound on the stabbed palm grow bigger and bigger due to the struggle.

On one side, there was the sharp pain of flesh being cut and blood gushing out. On the other, there was the dull ache of a broken bone.

It was pure torture, without mercy or meaning. Only for the sake of pain.

Qi Ci felt as if his body had frozen from how cold it felt. With bloodshot eyes, Qi Ci felt as if the pain was throbbing through his blood, traveling through every nook and cranny of his body until it reached his mind.

“Does it hurt?” The man on top of him asked. “It’s good that it hurts. This is your past, this is what Bian Zhonghua has done to you.”

“Fuck off….” Upon hearing the words of ‘Bian Zhonghua’, Qi Ci slightly came back to his senses and managed to spit out those words from between his teeth.

“Are you still fooling yourself?” The man then turned Qi Ci upside down. Such a sudden movement caused another burst of tearing pain to reach his injured hands and lower body. Qi Ci could feel his hot blood overflowing from his wounds, endlessly dripping and staining his body with the crimson red color of blood.

However, the only thing that terrified Qi Ci the most was that…..

The appearance of the man above him looked exactly like Bian Zhonghua.

Those once tender and warm emotions were gradually ripped out of Qi Ci’s mind little by little, being replaced by pain and fear.

“Does it hurt? Beg me and I’ll spare you.” ‘Bian Zhonghua’ smiled.

With a pale face, Qi Ci gritted his teeth and kept silent.

“In that case, you better not complain.” ‘Bian Zhonghua’ sneered, reached out his hand and grabbed Qi Ci’s throat. At the same time, he made a rough and forceful motion on their lower bodies.

A miserable scream got stuck in Qi Ci’s throat due to the strong grip that hand had on his neck, leaving him with a terrible bruise as a souvenir.

Every struggle and every resistance revealed how helpless and hopeless Qi Ci was feeling.

“Look at me. Take a good look at me and you will see who I really am.” ‘Bian Zhonghua’ whispered in Qi Ci’s ear. Each word was spoken as if it were an icy curse, as if they were the ramblings of an evil spirit.

Qi Ci’s vision became increasingly blurred, whilst terror gradually began to invade every inch of his body.

‘Who will come ….?’

‘Who will come to help me now ….?’

…

Meanwhile, outside the Illusory Realm, in the Prince’s Residence, the real Bian Zhonghua squeezed the throat of Hundun, who was possessing Qi Ci’s body. At that moment, Bian Zhonghua heard ‘Qi Ci’ laugh: “Demon Emperor Zhonghua, kill me. Ah, but if you can’t do it, I can do it myself.”

As he felt a chill squeeze his heart, Bian Zhonghua summoned two chains that glowed with a silver light to bind Hundun so that it couldn’t move. Then, Bian Zhonghua held Qi Ci’s shoulders and shouted: “Qi Ci, wake up!”

Hundun tilted its head down and laughed. Its laughter was such that even its shoulders shook: “Alright, I’ll let him wake up for a moment.”

Bian Zhonghua was stunned by that, but he soon noticed that ‘Qi Ci’ had stopped laughing. The current Qi Ci had now raised his head with confused eyes.

However, as soon as Qi Ci realized that he was bound by chains, he immediately revealed a terrified expression. Qi Ci’s whole body shuddered, and even though it was obvious that he wasn’t injured anywhere, it looked as if he was experiencing some kind of extreme pain. He screamed like an outraged madman to Bian Zhonghua: “Release me, release me…!!!!”

Sensing that Qi Ci must have been tortured by Hundun in the Illusory Realm, Bian Zhonghua’s heart was overwhelmed with a sharp pain. Bian Zhonghua hurriedly removed the chains and reached out to embrace Qi Ci to comfort him: “Don’t be afraid, it’s me! Look, it’s me.”

Unexpectedly, these words actually caused Qi Ci to tremble harder. Just at that instant, Qi Ci pushed Bian Zhonghua away from him and ran to the center of the wing room, where he picked up the shards of broken porcelain from the floor. Qi Ci then turned around and mercilessly stabbed Bian Zhonghua.

Bian Zhonghua didn’t dodge it. After receiving that stab, both the broken piece of porcelain and his clothes were dyed dark red.

At that, Qi Ci froze in place. When he looked up, his red eyes looked at Bian Zhonghua with a flickering gleam of uncertainty. However, the next moment, Qi Ci’s eyes changed again.

Bian Zhonghua narrowed his eyes. Right when he was about to reach out to grab Qi Ci’s wrist, he noticed that ‘Qi Ci’ had taken a few steps back and then sneered.

Bian Zhonghua didn’t move, he simply removed the porcelain shard from his shoulder and said to Hundun: “Let him go. I can give you my body to control.”

Hundun was stunned to hear him say that. But then laughed wildly: “Demon Emperor Zhonghua, I don’t have the ability to control your body.”

Bian Zhonghua pressed his palm to his chest and softly frowned. Then, seven silver jade beads appeared in his palm. These jade beads flew through the air, intertwining with each other until they were caught by the glowing chains. Bian Zhonghua said: “These are my seven souls1. I will give them to you to do as you please, that way you will be able to easily control my mind.”

Hundun began to laugh more and more wildly: “I didn’t expect this, ah, I really didn’t expect this from you, Demon Emperor Zhonghua. As expected, you’re only worthy of the title ‘Demon Emperor’ when you’re alone and with no ties.”

“Let him go.” Bian Zhonghua repeated.

Hundun replied: “Demon Emperor Zhonghua, not only I will not let him go, but I will also make him mentally collapse in front of you until, finally, he ends up breaking into pieces. HAHAHAHAHAHA.” Then, Hundun raised a hand and a black crack appeared in the air. Hundun jumped into the crack, where his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Bian Zhonghua frowned, but even then, he followed after Hundun without hesitation.

…

Back in the Illusory Realm, Qi Ci ended up fainting from the pain.

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Qi Ci vaguely remembered waking up for a brief moment. A moment in which he ended up stabbing Bian Zhonghua, who appeared in front of him, out of fear. After that, Qi Ci fell back asleep.

Qi Ci woke up again, and this time, he found himself lying next to a spring.

Although there were no wounds on his body, it seemed as if the pain had been engraved into his bones, causing Qi Ci to feel as if the pain was still pulling at his limbs.

Qi Ci hugged himself with both hands and sobbed. It seemed like a long time had passed, but Qi Ci didn’t seem to be able to recover.

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands covered his shoulders.

Horrified, Qi Ci violently raised his head, only to discover a man standing right in front of him. Unexpectedly, it was the young man whose chest had been stabbed by Bian Zhonghua in his dream!

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid!” The young man reassured him in a soft voice.

All of a sudden, a warmth spread from the young man’s hands throughout Qi Ci’s body, gradually making the pain engraved in his flesh and blood to disappear.

“Who are you?” Qi Ci, who was helped up by the young man, asked.

“See for yourself.” The young man replied and pointed behind Qi Ci.

Qi Ci turned to look towards the direction marked by the young man and saw a large stone next to the spring behind him. On the large stone, the words ‘the Spring of the Three Lifetimes’ were carved.

“Is this the Underworld?” Qi Ci was puzzled. “Why would I be here? I was clearly dreaming….”

“This isn’t your world of dreams.” The young man looked at him. “These are your memories.”

“My memories?” Qi Ci didn’t dare believe it. ‘How could I have such cruel memories about Bian Zhonghua?’

“You’ve forgotten too many things.” The young man said, “It’s time for you to remember them all.”

“How can I do that?” Qi Ci asked.

The young man replied: “Jump into that spring and you’ll remember everything you’ve forgotten. Come with me.”

After saying that, the young man pulled Qi Ci towards the spring. The spring was so deep that it seemed bottomless, but it was so calm that it also seemed to harbor some secrets.

The young man then warned him: “Chiwen, you must set aside all the lies and illusions in front of you. Don’t be greedy, and don’t be deceived.”

The name by which the young man had called him surprised Qi Ci for a moment, but then a feeling of familiarity invaded his chest.

‘Have I really forgotten so much?’

‘Will I be able to remember them all by jumping into the Spring of the Three Lifetimes?’

Qi Ci stared at the spring, when all of a sudden, an anxious and fear-filled cry came from behind him.

“Don’t go!”