Chapter 250: Chapter 247: A Horrible Death

Nangong Jie had lost his mind!

He had approached the fight with Mo Qi full of confidence.

’He was even calculating how many moves it would take to beat him to the ground.’

’And what he should say to mock Mo Qi’s ignorance after knocking him down.’

But he never imagined he would be at a disadvantage from the very first move.

On the second move, he was caught off guard and completely led by the nose.

On the third, a single slap from Mo Qi sent him flying.

Then, just as Mo Qi had promised, it became a brutal, bloody beatdown. He was thrashed until he was bleeding from every orifice, his body a mangled mess.

Nangong Jie couldn’t understand how Mo Qi, at such a young age, could possess such devilishly skilled combat techniques.

Fighting him felt nothing like facing a teenager. Instead, it was like facing Nangong An.

To be more precise, it was even more terrifying than facing Nangong An!

’This makes no sense!’

’And this is the body of a Vajra Realm master!’

’Are the two words "Vajra Indestructible" just a joke?’

’Why can a Purity Realm brat like you break through my defenses?’

’And fine, you can turn into liquid, but are you serious about turning into armor and wrapping around me at the end?’

’What in the world are you? A person, or something else?’

Though a thousand questions burned in his mind, Nangong Jie could only hold them in. The right to ask questions belonged to Mo Qi.

"Speak. Why did Nangong An target Liu Hui’s family?" Mo Qi asked coldly.

Nangong Jie was on the verge of death. He forced his swollen eyes open just enough to see Mo Qi through a narrow slit.

"I already told you. It was because his mother was unwilling to become my ancestor’s concubine."

"Heh," Mo Qi sneered.

He stomped on Nangong Jie’s lower abdomen. A tyrannical force flooded into his Dantian, shaking it so violently that it nearly collapsed.

PSHHTT—

Nangong Jie spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, a flicker of deep resentment in his eyes.

’He swore that one day, he would repay the torture he suffered today a thousand, ten thousand times over.’

"Cut the crap. You might be able to fool Liu Hui with that story, but do you really think you can fool me?"

If Nangong An were some hot-blooded young man, Mo Qi might have believed he would relentlessly pursue a family of three and seek extreme revenge over a concubine. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

But who was Nangong An?

He was the Grand Elder of the Nangong Family, a Void Realm expert, an old monster who had lived for thousands of years!

With his status and position, what kind of beauty couldn’t he have?

Why fixate on Liu Hui’s mother and refuse to let go?

Even in killing, there are lines you don’t cross. Even if there was a grudge, it shouldn’t have led to torturing an entire family, right?

He didn’t even spare the unborn child in her womb!

Mo Qi refused to believe there wasn’t more to the story.

He slowly lifted his foot, looked at Nangong Jie, and said, "I’ll give you three seconds to think. If I don’t get the answer I want, this foot coming down will do a lot more than just shake your Dantian."

"You... you dare!" Nangong Jie panicked. The Dantian was the foundation of a Cultivator. Once it was destroyed, one’s path on the Martial Dao would end.

He didn’t want to become a cripple.

"If you dare do that, the Nangong Family will not let you go!"

"One."

Mo Qi paid him no mind and started counting.

"Two."

"Qin Daye, you’d better think this through! Do you really want to make a mortal enemy of our Nangong Family...?"

"Three!"

The word had barely left his lips when Mo Qi’s foot came stomping down.

"Stop! I’ll talk!" Mo Qi’s utter ruthlessness forced Nangong Jie to concede.

The foot stopped just half an inch from his Dantian.

"My ancestor practices a Cultivation Technique that requires a pure woman with a special constitution to act as a Furnace Cauldron for his Cultivation."

"Such women are extremely rare, and Liu Hui’s mother was one of them."

"Back then, my ancestor discovered her, brought her from a mortal town to the Imperial City, sent her to the Imperial Academy to practice Cultivation, and provided her with all sorts of resources."

"He planned to marry her when the time was right and use her for his Cultivation, but who could have known that she would pledge her life to Liu Hui’s father and consummate their relationship."

"Her pure body was ruined. Years of effort and grooming went down the drain. My ancestor was furious and naturally wouldn’t let them off easily, which is why he carried out a series of vengeful acts."

Mo Qi’s brows furrowed.

’Using girls as Furnace Cauldrons... to think such a perverted and twisted Cultivation Technique exists in this world!’

’What’s even more perverted is that Nangong An, that disgusting old man, basically pulled a "Girl’s Cultivation Record" on Liu Hui’s mother!’

’Just thinking about it sent a chill down his spine.’

"How many concubines has Nangong An taken?" Mo Qi asked on a sudden whim.

"My ancestor’s Cultivation Technique is very picky. There are very few women who are a match. So far, he has only taken a little less than one hundred."

’One hundred?!’

’And he says "only"?’

’That fucking bastard! That old monster has ruined so many innocent women!’

’This is absolutely unforgivable!’

BOOM!

Mo Qi stomped down, shattering Nangong Jie’s Dantian.

Nangong Jie was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.

"My... my Dantian!"

An endless wave of fury and hatred washed over him.

"I told you everything! Why did you still destroy my Dantian?!"

Mo Qi shrugged. "If I recall correctly, I said I would cripple you if you *didn’t* talk. I never said I’d let you go if you did, did I?"

"You..." Nangong Jie was at a loss for words, his gaze venomous. "Qin Daye, my ancestor will not let you get away with this!"

"Heh. He won’t let me get away? I never planned on letting *him* get away! I said that within six months, I will eradicate his entire line! And you... are the first."

Nangong Jie froze.

Although Mo Qi’s words had hinted at killing him before, he hadn’t taken it seriously, assuming it was all just for show.

’It looks like he really is going to do it!’

"Qin Daye, you’ll die a horrible death!" Nangong Jie couldn’t help but curse.

"Noisy!"

Mo Qi lashed out with a whip kick, smashing Nangong Jie’s mouth to a pulp.

When dealing with his enemies, he would no longer be as merciful as he once was.

The devastating blow sent a wave of excruciating pain through Nangong Jie. His vision went black, and he nearly passed out.

But this was only the beginning.

Mo Qi grabbed Nangong Jie by his disheveled hair, dragged him out of the Cultivation Room, and threw him in front of Liu Hui.

"Well? How’s the self-reflection coming along?" Mo Qi asked, his face cold.

Seeing Nangong Jie’s miserable state, Liu Hui felt a lump form in his throat.

Mo Qi’s words, "I’ll get some revenge for you first," still echoed in his ears. He would remember them for the rest of his life.

Liu Hui didn’t speak. Instead, he answered Mo Qi’s question with his actions.

He transformed one of his arms into a Dragon Claw and seized Nangong Jie by the neck.

"Urgh... glr... ah..."

Nangong Jie’s eyes were filled with terror. He wanted to say something to turn the situation around, but with his mouth ruined, he could only manage a muffled groan.

CRACK, RIIIP—

Liu Hui’s Dragon Claw tightened, crushing Nangong Jie’s neck. Then, with a savage tug, he tore his head from his body.

The moment Nangong Jie died, a white light shot out from his body and transformed into a human figure. It was Nangong An.

"Who dares to kill a member of my Nangong Family!"