In the instant the golden light flashed, Bei Chudao's heart and entire being turned cold—at least his heart was cold, because he knew his worst fears had come true.
His opponent indeed possessed a life-saving technique, and had seized this opportunity, while he himself had nothing left to save himself.
He knew he was doomed, but there was nothing he could change. In despair, he closed his eyes, choosing darkness as it engulfed him.
*Poof!
* Bei Chudao died. Qin Chuan didn't hesitate; he couldn't accept not killing him now.
The surroundings were silent, deathly silent. Many stared in astonishment at the scene, as if it were all a dream.
They couldn't believe Bei Chudao was dead. The one who couldn't believe it the most was naturally Bei Chu Shao, who was completely dumbfounded.
If Bei Chudao died, everything for this spoiled brat would be gone. But that didn't matter now, because some of these people would surely tear him to pieces.
He had been crippled before, but he still didn't want to die. But now that his father was dead, everything was out of his control.
Qin Chuan didn't want to delay any longer. Now that things had come to this, it was time for Palace Master Wu to take his revenge.
"Brother, Bei Chu Shao is yours. Whether you want to tear him to pieces or slice him into a thousand pieces, it's up to you," Qin Chuan said.
Bei Chu Shao's face turned deathly pale. He knew very well what fate awaited him in Palace Master Wu's hands.
Palace Master Wu wanted nothing more than to devour him alive. Hearing Qin Chuan's words, Palace Master Wu trembled slightly.
"I'm going to take my revenge! Father, Mother, Xing'er, Bao'er..."
Palace Master Wu thought of his parents, his wife, his children. His body trembled. He had always sustained himself on hatred, on the expectation of revenge.
Now that this day had arrived, Palace Master Wu was suddenly at a loss, but he couldn't contain his excitement. After all, this was the day he had dreamed of.
*Smack!*
Palace Master Wu walked over and stomped on Bei Chu Shao's genitals, crushing them. He didn't know Bei Chu Shao's genitals were no longer usable.
But even knowing that, he still stomped on them, even if it was just to inflict pain and despair.
The sounds of shattering bones and screams filled the air. Palace Master Wu was in a dreamlike state, his eyes bloodshot. His feet didn't stop, relentlessly stomping on Bei Chu Shao's legs.
The cracking of bones sent chills down everyone's spine.
Bei Chu Shao fainted from the pain and awoke with screams, blood spilling from his mouth, the pain making him feel like he was tearing his tongue and lips apart.
"I was wrong, I'm sorry, please spare me..."
"Spare you? When they begged you, what did you do? Tell me, tell me what you did..." Palace Master Wu screamed madly.
He remembered the past, how Bei Chu Shao had been like a demon, defiled and tortured by a group of beasts, completely ignoring their pleas for mercy.
Even infants weren't spared. The reason they spared Palace Master Wu was to see how he would survive such a horrific tragedy…
This twisted pleasure stemmed from the fact that while Palace Master Wu carried the burden of a deep-seated blood feud, Young Master Bei Chu continued to humiliate him, wanting to see how long he could endure it, wanting to see how he couldn't exact his revenge… Palace
Master Wu roared, venting his anger. When had Young Master Bei Chu, a young master, ever suffered such torment, a fate worse than death?
"Assistant, that's enough. Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them. What you're doing is too cruel," a voice rang out.
Palace Master Wu stopped, his eyes red as he looked at the speaker.
This person was also from the Bei Chu family, but not from the Bei Chu Dao branch. He spoke because he felt that Young Master Bei Chu, being treated like this, was a disgrace to the Bei Chu family.
This person was a figure of importance within the Bei Chu family; otherwise, he wouldn't have spoken up at this moment. He had just arrived with a group of people with him.
He paused slightly upon seeing Palace Master Wu's gaze.
"I was too cruel, how much do you know?" Palace Master Wu stared at the man, gritting his teeth as he asked.
Blood was trickling from the corner of Palace Master Wu's mouth; he had bitten his lip and tongue.
He was doing this to stay conscious, to understand how he had taken revenge, to fulfill his wish, to give his family an explanation, and most importantly, to himself.
Otherwise, he couldn't have peace of mind.
"I know a lot. I know your story very well, but the dead cannot be brought back to life. I know you suffered, but you killed him. Can your family be resurrected? How about we change the terms? Whatever you want, I'll give it to you," the man said slowly. His words
were nonchalant, typical of someone who speaks without understanding the pain Palace Master Wu was experiencing—a pain that pierced his heart.
Qin Chuan coldly watched the man, waiting until he finished speaking before rushing over and delivering a brutal beating.
It was a truly brutal beating, leaving the man barely breathing, his survival uncertain.
"Alright, let's talk. Can you forgive me?" Qin Chuan asked with a smile.
The man from the Bei Chu family seemed to realize something, hesitated for a moment, then suppressed his angry gaze and nodded: "Yes!"
This person's life force was very strong; he had actually survived. After all, Qin Chuan had beaten him quite severely earlier, and Qin Chuan himself wasn't sure if he could survive, of course, assuming Qin Chuan wouldn't intervene to treat him.
*Snap!*
Qin Chuan stomped on the man's leg, breaking it in the thigh. The thigh bone fractured, and even a martial artist couldn't bear the pain.
He screamed in agony. This wasn't an ordinary fracture; with that stomp, the bone was almost shattered. Although it wouldn't be as bad as Bei Chu's, this leg would require a rare and precious treasure to heal.
"Now, can you forgive me?" Qin Chuan asked again with a smile.
He knew that if he said yes, Qin Chuan would continue to attack until he said no. Therefore, he dared not say yes again and quickly said, "No!"
*Snap!*
With his other leg shattered, Qin Chuan coldly said, "That's not enough. You know what you're suffering is less than one ten-thousandth of what Palace Master Wu endured. If you can't forgive him, do you think Palace Master Wu can?"
The middle-aged man screamed like a pig being slaughtered. Both his legs were crippled. He had thought that after he said no, the other party would stop, but the result was beyond his expectations.
He hadn't thought much before stepping forward, but he hadn't expected such severe consequences. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have stepped forward.
The Bei Chu family members around him trembled slightly, heads bowed, not daring to look at Qin Chuan. They hadn't expected Qin Chuan to be so powerful, and they had never imagined that a day would come for them as members of the Bei Chu family.