Junior sister of the whole department, what's wrong with being a little arrogant

Cangyun Continent!

Suzaku Kingdom!

The dark and damp dungeon exuded a disgusting smell of decay, mildew and a strong smell of blood.

Several torches were placed in an orderly manner on the walls of the dungeon.

The cold wind blew in, causing the fire to flicker, and the mottled light illuminated the gloomy dungeon, making it look even more terrifying.

A thin and ugly girl was imprisoned in the dungeon.

The girl was covered in wounds and was dying. There was a red mark the size of a palm on the left side of her face.

The girl was pinned to the wall in a spread-eagle position. Her ragged clothes, which had long been stained with blood, had been whipped into rags that could barely cover some parts of her body.

The girl was not tied up, but was nailed to the wall with several long nails.

Blood flowed down her wounds and gathered on the messy and dirty ground to form a strange picture.

It’s more like a formation than a painting!

"pat..."

The whip continued to hit the girl rhythmically.

The weak girl opened and closed her lips gently, and uttered a low voice: "My father will come back..."

The guard holding the black whip laughed arrogantly, with obvious sarcasm in his smile, "Feng Yuetong, are you still dreaming? If the Phoenix King could come back, do you think you would still be imprisoned here and tortured for so long?"

"Miss Fu Liu said that as long as you hand over the Spirit of the Vermillion Bird, she will let you go."

"My cousin wouldn't treat me like this, she wouldn't..." Feng Yuetong shook her head slightly, her innocent face full of disbelief.

"Ha ha……"

At this moment, the girl's sweet voice suddenly came from outside the cell.

Then a young girl dressed in a gorgeous dress and with delicate makeup walked in slowly.

She was dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, and standing in this dirty and smelly place, she looked out of place in any way.

It was Feng Yuetong’s cousin Su Fuliu.

Su Fuliu is the daughter of Feng Yuetong's aunt, Princess Yuehua. Princess Yuehua and her husband are not on good terms, so Prince Feng lets Su Fuliu live in Prince Feng's mansion to keep Feng Yuetong company.

Who would have thought that Princess Yuehua and Su Fuliu were not only ungrateful, but instead colluded with Crown Prince Hua Xianghu after King Feng's whereabouts became unknown, and would do anything to obtain the Spirit of the Vermillion Bird.

Su Fuliu glanced at the dirty ground under her feet with disdain, and said impatiently, "Why haven't you found out the truth yet? This lady and the Crown Prince are getting married soon."

Feng Yuetong looked up at Su Fuliu in surprise. Although she was silly, she knew from a young age that she was the fiancée of Crown Prince Hua Xiangyi.

Several months ago, she was abducted by men in black and imprisoned here, where she was beaten and tortured every day in order to force her to reveal the whereabouts of the Vermillion Bird Spirit.

The guard knelt down in panic and said, "It's my incompetence. This ugly idiot is so tight-lipped that he won't say anything."

The guard paused for a moment and added in a low voice, "I think this ugly idiot doesn't even know the whereabouts of the Vermillion Bird Spirit."

"Hmph!" Su Fuliu snorted coldly and pulled out a sharp dagger. "Then dig out her top-grade water spirit root first!"

"I don't have the spirit of the Vermillion Bird, but as long as I have the top-grade water spirit root, I can still use the power of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to improve my cultivation."

The guard immediately took the dagger. The dagger emitted a dazzling cold light and made a buzzing sound as it passed through the air.

Feng Yuetong kept shaking her head. Although she was stupid, she knew that the current situation was very bad.

"Don't come over, don't come over... No, no... My father will come and will not let you go. The Crown Prince will kill you if he finds out."

"Fool, you are still dreaming! If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really cared about you, why would he ask the King to marry me?" The smile on Su Fuliu's face became distorted because of pride.

"Besides, if your damn father is still alive, why hasn't he come back for almost ten years?"

"What kind of place is the Monster Forest? How could he still be alive? Feng Yaotian—is already dead!"

Feng Yuetong's tears fell straight down, and she shook her head vigorously, "My father will not die, my father will not die, even if you die, my father will not die."

The guard stepped forward and stabbed Feng Yuetong in the abdomen with a dagger.

The weak Feng Yuetong let out a heart-wrenching scream, and a hint of aqua blue could already be seen.

Su Fuliu covered her face with a handkerchief, looking disgusted, but the desire for possession in her eyes was very strong. She said impatiently: "A fool and an ugly freak have a top-grade water spirit root. It's really a waste of God's gift!"

Feng Yuetong stared at Su Fuliu. She was obviously a fool, yet she said something that scared Su Fuliu.

"Su Fuliu, I will never let you go even if I become a ghost. I will repay you a thousand times for the pain you have inflicted on me. I want you to live a life worse than death, with your body torn apart and your soul torn apart..."

Su Fuliu felt very unlucky and even more annoyed. Just then, she saw the blood-red bracelet on Feng Yuetong's wrist, which she had always wanted but had never taken off.

So he told the guards, "After you take down the spiritual root, cut off her hand. This lady wants the bracelet."

"Since she doesn't know the whereabouts of the Vermillion Bird Spirit, there's no need to keep it. Let's do it more cleanly."

Because the power of digging out the top-grade water spirit root was too strong, Feng Yuetong's body burst out with unprecedented strength.

The body broke free from the wall with several long spikes. At this moment, the guards had successfully dug out the top-grade water spirit root.

Without the top-grade water spirit root, even after being separated from the wall, her body fell limply to the ground, curled up in the strange picture of her blood pooled on the ground.

The blood from the abdominal wound flowed even more violently, continuing to expand the "painting" on the ground!

Su Fuliu looked at the top-grade water spiritual root with a greedy look. She couldn't wait any longer, so she snatched the top-grade water spiritual root and left in a hurry with the water spiritual root.

The top-grade water spiritual root is the most powerful spiritual root in the entire continent, and it is possible to comprehend the ice element.

Su Fuliu has always been thinking about Feng Yuetong's top-grade water spiritual root. In other words, Su Fuliu has always been thinking about everything about Feng Yuetong.

The blood on the ground was glowing dimly, and there seemed to be a stream of blood flowing into Feng Yuetong's limbs through the wounds.

Feng Yuetong felt pain all over her body, and there seemed to be a coldness invading her meridians.

Some memories that did not belong to her quickly flooded into her mind.

She was born into a family of metaphysics in the 22nd century. She encountered an attack from her family's enemies and fell off a cliff with them during the battle.

Eventually, she came to the Cangyun Continent and became a fool with the same name - Feng Yuetong.