Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Gu Yao's terrified gaze was still fixed on his face when a hand grabbed his cheek and twisted his face away.

"Master, are you afraid?"

The boy's sinister voice reached Gu Yao's ears, and the pain on his cheek brought Gu Yao back to his senses.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him, reaching out to touch the face to make sure Shen Zhezhu was alright.

The feeling of pushing your loved one into a desperate situation was just too painful.

A flash of disgust crossed Shen Zhezhu's eyes as she reached out and grabbed Gu Yao's wrist. "Master, are you trying to beg for mercy? Or are you trying to put on a good master act? But I'm not buying it anymore!"

A wicked glint flashed across his handsome face, tinged with madness. He looked like a madman, a smile playing on his lips, and easily broke Gu Yao's wrist.

A sharp pain instantly spread throughout my body!

Gu Yao tried to use his spiritual power to resist, but found that his spiritual power was stagnant.

Seeing Gu Yao's astonished expression, Shen Zhezhu gently tossed him aside as if he had touched something dirty. "Master is, after all, the number one genius in the cultivation world today. This disciple must be careful!"

A twisted smile played on the boy's face as he raised his hand and flicked it open. A wave of scorching heat surged forth, and in the red glow, Shen Zhezhu's face lit up with excitement, his voice trembling, "Master! Once you emerge from this furnace, you will forever belong to me alone!"

Shen Zhezhu, like a fanatical pilgrim, gave Gu Yao a strange, gentle smile. Gu Yao took a step back in fear, but the now insane Shen Zhezhu ignored Gu Yao's resistance and tapped him lightly a few times, with a crisp sound of bones cracking.

"what!!!!"

Screams echoed through the alchemy room.

Gu Yao was limp and panting heavily. His eyes were filled with astonishment as he looked at Shen Zhezhu, but he could no longer move an inch.

He never expected that Shen Zhezhu would actually break his arms and legs!

The fear hidden deep in his memory was awakened; it was an experience that Gu Yao least wanted to recall!

It was also a night when the bright moon sank into the mud.

Shen Zhezhu looked at the young man who was completely unable to move, a harmless smile appeared on his face, with a touch of gentleness, and he tilted his head, "I told you, Master should be more obedient. I was a little too heavy-handed, but it's okay, Master will be healed in a while."

The boy seemed to regard Gu Yao as his possession, even using the word "xiu" in his speech, as if Gu Yao were just an object.

Gu Yao tried to resist, but his body floated up uncontrollably. His throat was choked and he couldn't speak. He could only stare at Shen Zhezhu with his eyes.

A dark glint flashed in Shen Zhezhu's eyes. He put his finger to his lips and said, "Shh, Master, please be quiet. If you say something that I don't like, or if you use too much force in the forging, it will be Master who suffers."

Before Gu Yao could react, Shen Zhezhu threw him into the furnace.

The boy couldn't suppress his excitement; a spiritual fire ignited at his fingertips and flew directly into the furnace.

Along with it came various medicinal herbs.

Gu Yao felt like a fish on a chopping board, being sliced ​​piece by piece, unable to live or die.

The essence of the elixir entered his body, repairing his broken limbs, but the medicinal power entering through the bone seams was constantly changing Gu Yao's constitution.

He transformed his spiritual power at an extremely rapid pace.

The stronger the spiritual fire burned, the more rare spiritual herbs were added, and the more excited Shen Zhezhu became!

Become!

It's almost done!

His heart and eyes were filled with fervent excitement.

The excitement of forging the most perfect work.

The thrill of breaking the pride of the person you hate most.

But they were completely unaware of the immense suffering the person inside the furnace was enduring.

They didn't even notice how the gentle light shattered into stars.

The stars were dim.

The bright moon falls silently.

Gu Yao turned her head away, a tear falling from the corner of her eye, letting the spiritual herbs and fire transform her body.

That's it, I owed him anyway!

The elixir widened the already powerful meridians without restraint!

Expand it further!

Until the critical point of fracture and breakage!

They've become incredibly vulnerable!

They can hold more spiritual energy, but they cannot support the operation of spiritual energy.

When the forging reached a certain stage, all the medicinal power entered the dantian.

The dantian was turned into a complete mess, turning what was originally a place for cultivation into a transit and purification site.

It can give its spiritual power to others, but it cannot use it itself.

This is the furnace/cauldron!

This is extremely painful for every cultivator, especially for Gu Yao.

He is the greatest genius in the entire cultivation world in ten thousand years!

He was a prodigy, admired by everyone!

Now he can only watch as the spiritual energy within his body boils, surges, calms, and eventually fades away.

His fingertips twitched slightly, but he could no longer form the magic seal.

I tried many times, until I was completely disheartened!

As the spirit fire gradually died down, the young man excitedly recounted his "feat," but Gu Yao felt that he could hear nothing at all.

It seems like nothing matters anymore...