Fantasy: I Am the Villain.

Chapter Sixty-Three: Xuanci Suffers Torture

Seeing the Xu family of three in such a state, Duan Yu couldn't help but rush forward, but was forcibly pulled back by Duan Zhengchun.

Their Dali Duan family has good relations with the martial arts world of the Central Plains, which is why they can move freely. However, they are not from the Central Plains, so it is not appropriate for them to interfere in this situation.

Bai Ke sighed inwardly and secretly channeled a stream of extremely pure spiritual energy to Xu Zhu's back to help him resist the blows from the sticks that kept hitting him.

Although the three brothers in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils had many fortunate encounters that were the envy of others, they suffered greatly in terms of their parental love.

Needless to say, Xu Zhu is a prime example. Now that this family of three has suffered such a great calamity, who can bring themselves to praise Shaolin for its fair treatment?

It should be understood that most people retain a kind heart after living a lifetime, like the compassion Mencius spoke of. Law and reason are no greater than human feelings; this is the nature of the world.

Then there's Qiao Feng's family. Because of Murong Bo's wicked scheme, his family was destroyed and his son and father didn't recognize each other for over twenty years.

Even the most carefree and romantic Duan Yu eventually discovers his true identity and how he copes with the national and personal hatred between his biological father and adoptive father.

Amidst Ye Erniang's cries, Xu Zhu finally finished enduring 130 strokes of the rod. Xuan Ji stared at him for a long time with a complex expression, and finally pushed him in front of Xuan Ci with a gentle force.

Xuan Ci stroked Xu Zhu's scalp, which was covered with a layer of bluish-black stubble, and sighed softly. Then he pulled over Ye Erniang, who was standing timidly to the side, and said to the two of them:

“Amitabha Buddha, ever since that incident, I have often felt remorse and regret. I have ruined your life, Second Mother. You were originally a daughter of a good family, but because of me, you have ended up in such a state.”

"I have lived a life of integrity, but I cannot rest easy about you and Benefactor Xiao. Second Sister, I have ignored you all these years, do you hate me?"

After saying this, Master Xuanci sighed softly again, "Alas! Of course I hate it. How could I not hate it after spending decades of my youth?"

Ye Erniang shook her head sadly, "No... I don't hate... I've never hated anyone..."

Master Xuanci murmured a Buddhist chant, then looked up at Ye Erniang with a pained expression. "Amitabha, it's a pity you entrusted yourself to the wrong person, Erniang. This humble monk is destined to fail you..."

Ye Erniang trembled, then reached out to hug Master Xuanci, but he gently dodged her, saying, "This humble monk has devoted his life to worshipping Buddha, and what I owe in this life, I can only repay in the next!"

Xuan Ci forced himself to turn away from Ye Erniang's desperate and empty eyes, and said to Xu Zhu, "Xu Zhu, having received the Shaolin disciplinary rod, you shall return to secular life and go home. From now on, you must uphold the righteous path!"

He pursed his lips, ultimately refraining from addressing her as "father." Xuan Ci turned to look at Ye Erniang, "From now on... take good care of your mother..."

After saying this, Xuan Ci lifted himself up and leaped toward Xuan Ji and the others. He waved his hand and ordered his men to stop the mother and son who were crying and trying to rush over. He then ordered Xuan Ji to carry out the execution in a low but resolute voice.

After struggling for a while, Xuan Ji finally swung the heavy iron cudgel in his hand. With his cultivation level, he naturally didn't have to worry about not being able to lift it.

Just as the stick swung down, and he was about to hold back, a suction force came from Xuan Ci's back, forcibly pulling his hand down hard.

It turned out that Xuan Ci had spontaneously used his Dragon-Capturing Skill to control the magic staff and swing it at himself, and just as the staff was about to hit him, he dissipated all his internal energy.

This cycle repeated itself until even Xuan Ci's unfathomable cultivation gradually gave way, and he could only control Xuan Ji's hand, slapping it down again and again.

Muffled groans escaped Xuan Ci's lips. Xuan Ji, his face filled with sorrow, finally couldn't hold back any longer. He dropped his staff and knelt before Xuan Ci, crying out, "Senior brother..."

Then she couldn't say a word, she just hugged Xuan Ci and kept crying. Everyone who heard her sighed and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes with their sleeves.

Xuan Ci gently patted Xuan Ji's shoulder with a peaceful expression, softly comforting him, but Xuan Ji was unwilling to harm his beloved senior brother again no matter what.

Seeing this, Xuan Ci had no choice but to forcefully use his inner strength to continue the execution using the technique of controlling cranes and capturing dragons. This rapid consumption and accumulation of inner strength gradually caused his meridians to rupture, and blood seeped from his mouth.

The baguette was swung more and more slowly, but the force remained the same. Abbot Xuanci was not holding back at all in order to protect Shaolin's reputation.

The heavy iron rod struck his back and waist, producing a series of buzzing sounds like striking an old ox's leather, causing everyone present to feel a chill.

Seeing that Xuan Ci was determined to die, Bai Ke was extremely anxious. This was the only main plot line that could be changed without causing a major upheaval. How could he save Xuan Ci and the other person's lives?

Bai Ke's gaze swept over the crowd. He wondered who had just spoken up and provoked Abbot Xuanci to commit suicide, ruining his plans. Bai Ke wished he could amplify that evil thought to the point of self-destruction.

"Huh? Evil thoughts? Right..." Bai Ke had a flash of inspiration and came up with a brilliant idea that could save Xuan Ci without ruining Shaolin's reputation.

He used his evil spirit talent to survey his surroundings, selected a martial artist whose evil thoughts were restless, controlled the evil thoughts within him, and slowly guided him to act according to Bai Ke's ideas.

After he activated his agility, Bai Ke controlled the man to leap out of the crowd and shouted at Xuan Ci, "You lewd monk, how can you be fair if you carry out the execution yourself? Why don't I help you!"

His smile was extremely malicious, and the onlookers tried to stop him, but he didn't care at all. He simply snatched the heavy iron cudgel from Xuan Ci's control.

Bai Ke secretly controlled the attack with his evil spirit talent, striking Xuan Ci's back with seemingly heavy but actually light blows, then slowly channeling spiritual energy to help Xuan Ci calm the restless internal energy in his meridians.

Xuan Ci had just carried out the execution himself and was already somewhat delirious. Xuan Ji and the others were pushed far away by him, and for a while, Bai Ke was left to do as he pleased.

Seeing that the opportunity was not to be missed, Bai Ke hurriedly activated the true energy within Master Xuanci's body, creating the illusion that Xuanci had fainted from the pain.

He urged the man to throw the baguette aside, muttering, "He's really weak, he's already dead, tch..."

Immediately, Bai Ke withdrew his divine sense, pretending to be unable to bear watching, and sent the man flying with a palm strike, rushing to Xuan Ci's side to treat him.