The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Having received the assurance, Shen Yao asked Tu Xiaoxiao to release her. Only then did the eight-tailed fox release its tail. The white fox tail was missing a lot of fur and hung down behind it, looking pitiful.

Shen Yao felt extremely guilty. She blew on his fox tail, comforted him for a few words, and then walked up to Huo Die, standing three feet away, pouting as she waited to be reprimanded.

Huo Die looked at her expression, feeling displeased: "You're very dissatisfied?"

Naturally, Shen Yao was unconvinced, but she dared not speak up for fear of being beaten, so she stubbornly refused to reply.

Feng Yu was frantic: "Yan Zhou, listen to me, quickly apologize to your father."

Shen Yao glanced at Feng Yu with a wronged expression, her lips pursed even more.

Huo Die walked past her to Tu Xiaoxiao, handed her a bottle of pills, said nothing, and only raised his eyebrows to indicate that he should take it.

As soon as Tu Xiaoxiao took the medicine bottle, Huo Die's divine power transformed into golden ropes that bound him, tossed him backward, and trapped him in the Six Directions Array.

Seeing that things were going badly, Shen Yao turned and ran. Huo Die stood still, raised his long whip and lashed her. No matter which direction she ran, she would be pulled back by the whip and lashed twice.

Feng Yu and Tu Xiaoxiao pleaded for mercy, while Shen Yao cried out in pain as she was being beaten: "Dad, didn't you say you wouldn't hit me anymore?"

Huo Die: "I just said I wouldn't fight, not that I wouldn't fight now!"

The whip lashed her repeatedly, causing the demon and the immortal trapped in the Six Directions Array great distress.

Shen Yao finally gave in, her eyes brimming with tears as she admitted her mistake: "Father, I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

Huo Die's whip showed no mercy: "It's too late to admit your mistake now!"

After dodging and weaving and enduring several more lashes, Shen Yao had no other choice. She knelt down beside Huo Die, hugged his legs, and wailed, "Waaah... Father... Waaah... Think about my past life... how miserable I was... I was abused from a young age... Waaah... I was beaten every day... Before I was twenty... my wounds never healed... Waaah..."

The more she thought about it, the more heartbroken she became, and she cried uncontrollably: "Father... think about it... think about all this... can you really still bear to hit me... sob sob..."

Huo Die held the whip high in the air, truly unable to bear striking again.

Feng Yu, who had just broken free of the golden rope, was dumbfounded. She had been abused since childhood, and the wounds on her body had never healed. No wonder, no wonder she lived in hatred, no wonder she became unusually cold when asked that night.

Feng Yu's eyes reddened, and she dared not think about it too much. How could his Yanzhou have lived such a life?

He felt a dull ache in his heart, and amidst the heartache, a surge of anger rose within him. He wished he could go to the place where she had lived in her past life and tear apart the scoundrel who had harmed her.

Tu Xiaoxiao had guessed that she had a bad life in her past life, and now hearing this, she felt even more heartbroken. She wondered if it was her mother who had hurt her, otherwise why would she insist that she had no mother?

How could there be such a hateful mother in the world!

It wasn't just her mother who abused Shen Yao; it was also all the 'relatives' who, in that patriarchal society, in that backward and remote region, in that decadent feudal family environment, used blood ties as a pretext to stab her in the back.

Huo Die knew everything, so he always spoiled her, making her more and more lively and unrestrained, which made Huo Die extremely gratified.

Who knew they'd become so spoiled and lawless, so ignorant of their own limitations, daring to venture anywhere and cause trouble.

Looking at his daughter, who was crying so hard she could barely breathe, he tightened and loosened his grip on the whip repeatedly. Finally, he took a step back and asked her fiercely, "Do you still dare to gamble with yourself again?"

Shen Yao sobbed, "Waaah...no...I won't...do it again...waaah..."

Huo Die then stopped and removed the Six Directions Array that had trapped Feng Yu.

Feng Yu rushed to Shen Yao's side, picked her up, and flew back to the second-floor room. He locked the doors and windows, checked her injuries, and wiped away her tears.

Huo Die turned his gaze to Tu Xiaoxiao, his voice authoritative: "Who took her to the brothel?"

Tu Xiaoxiao stared at him without saying a word.

Huo Die asked in a deep voice, "You took her there?"

Tu Xiaoxiao seemed frozen in place.

Huo Die raised an eyebrow slightly: "She went by herself?"

Tu Xiaoxiao was afraid that Shen Yao would be beaten again, so she decisively took the blame for her: "I was the one who tied her up and went there. If you want to hit someone, hit me instead of her."

His eyes held a firm conviction, and Huo Die knew at a glance that his daughter had brought this upon herself, and the Eight-Tailed Fox couldn't stop her.

Huo Die walked to the wisteria tree filled with wine bottles, opened one, took a sip, and thought, "Not bad. Although it's not old enough, it's still a good wine."

He raised his hand to break the formation, took away the golden rope, and released Tu Xiaoxiao: "Come here, have a drink with me, and tell me properly what she's been doing lately."

In the room, Shen Yao kept crying, and nothing could soothe her. At first, she buried her face in Feng Yu's arms and cried, but after calming down for a while, she ran to the bed and covered herself with the blanket to cry again.

Aside from the discomfort of thinking about her past life, the main reason was that she felt ashamed.

It was especially shameful for her to cry and beg her father to stop hitting her, recounting her past life's experiences.

Today, we have lost everything – substance, face, and foundation. We haven't enjoyed any admiration, and we even have to expose our wounds and beg for forgiveness.

Still in front of Feng Yu.

No one wants to wade into a muddy swamp to retrieve flowers; she figured Feng Yu would absolutely despise her.

What is this? Is she really worth a celestial being like him, leaving his comfortable home to wander the world with her and endure so much hardship?

But when her father's whip, imbued with divine power, struck her, it really hurt; she was most afraid of being beaten.

When her father died in her previous life, she had little memory of it, but because of his reputation as a father-killer, she became the source of evil.

After the family tragedy, her mother had nowhere to go, so she had to take her back to her parents' home to make a living. In that remote and feudal family, anyone could beat her.

Before she turned sixteen, they disliked her as a burden and would beat her to vent their anger on her at the slightest provocation.

After she turned sixteen, they wanted to sell her to get a dowry. She would always try to protect herself by self-harm, swallowing pills and hanging herself. Both of her wrists were covered in knife wounds.

They dared not cause any deaths, and no one in the area dared to buy her again, so they could only leave her in the old house, but the beatings were even more brutal than before.

She was beaten every day for more than ten years until she was twenty and learned that her heartless relatives wanted to sell her organs. Only then did she finally muster the courage to risk her life to escape that mountain area.

Fortunately, society had developed and transportation had become more convenient at that time. She ran along the winding mountain road and finally escaped the hellish place.

Being beaten hurts a lot, and because she had gone to school and received basic education, she felt it hurt even more when she was beaten.

The spiritual baptism she received at school and the beatings and abuse she suffered at home created a severe sense of disconnect in her.

So when she was beaten, her body and mind ached. Every time she was beaten, she would silently ask God why she, a child, would be bullied like this in a society that promotes human rights.

She was truly terrified of being beaten. When she begged for mercy, she didn't think much; she only wanted to awaken a little pity in Huo Die.

She hid under the covers and cried, deeply regretting her words and actions. How could she have been so spineless? She would have preferred to be beaten to death by her father.

In her past life, she was never loved; her family only brought her harm. Due to her personality, she had no close friends, and she never even considered or dared to date.

In her past life, she always believed that longing to be loved was a foolish delusion.

After being treated kindly in this world, she let go of the past, gradually opened her heart, and enjoyed her new life.

They also believed themselves to be lucky chosen ones, and boldly took what they wanted and possessed whatever good things in the world were worth.

But when the whip struck her today, she remembered that she was a corpse taro that grew from rotten mud.

If their true form is exposed, they will be trampled back into the mud.

She's spoiled and arrogant, does she even deserve it?