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Those cold, dismissive words that arbitrarily decided their lives were like the forked tongue of a venomous snake—icy and deadly.
Without uttering a word, the two maids dragged Zhao Song, who was almost scared out of his wits, and Wang Meng, whose face was solemn and who was trying his best to remain calm, like dragging two dead dogs, toward the courtyard in the distance where the lights were slightly brighter.
That direction seemed to be facing a newly renovated flowerbed.
"Ding!"
Just as Wang Meng was being dragged along like a puppet by the two maids, and a chilling despair arose in his heart at the realization of the white-veiled woman's venomous heart, a cold and mechanical notification sounded in his mind without warning, clear as a morning bell.
[Note: The titles for this quarter have been updated.]
[Title Obtained: Waist King!]
[Awakened Ability: Dragon Essence and Tiger Ferocity - Thirteen Kidneys!]
[The Thirteen Kidneys of Dragon Essence and Tiger Power: Limitless energy, never fatigued, and extremely fast heat dissipation.]
This sudden influx of information caused Wang Meng's thoughts to falter, almost making him forget that he was in dire straits.
Immediately following, an indescribable sensation, not pain, but... an unspeakable, almost ecstatic tingling and swelling feeling!
It was as if a boundless, incomparable source of life was rising from the root of his spine, climbing up his lumbar vertebrae, and then transforming into thirteen scalding hot streams that surged wildly toward his kidneys and the deeper, more hidden core.
"Well……"
Wang Meng almost couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, not from pain, but from a sudden, intense feeling that nearly made him lose control!
He could clearly feel that inside his body, where there were originally only two kidneys, something was now frantically "growing" and "replicating" at an incredible speed. One, two... five... ten... a full thirteen! These thirteen newly formed "kidneys" were not cold organs.
In that instant, his waist seemed to be infused with steel and iron, or as if a dragon that had been sleeping for thousands of years had been awakened.
Wang Meng could even clearly feel that the awakened "giant" was throbbing uncontrollably and powerfully because of the sudden and inexhaustible influx of terrifying energy. Beneath its skin, the vigorous veins meandered and swelled like an awakened dragon.
At its very tip, in the tiny crevices, a few drops of crystal-clear dew, slightly viscous and hot, quietly overflowed from the irrepressible, life-originating force.
The arm that was gripped by the maid's cold hand trembled slightly at this sudden force, its muscle fibers brimming with explosive energy.
"King of Waist...Thirteen Kidneys..."
These words echoed in Wang Meng's mind, giving rise to a feeling of absurdity and extreme excitement.
"I have a cheat code too!"
But then, the cold, mechanical voice rang out again, untimely, with an almost mocking cruelty: [Notification: Ability refresh countdown: 89 days, 23 hours, and 59 minutes.]
[Achieve the "King of Waist" title and trigger a "Reserved Quest"!]
[Mission: Dragon Soars Through the Flower Garden, Take Control of the Jade Cave!]
[Mission Objective: Before the countdown ends, become the master of "Mantuo Manor" and completely control the ultimate secrets of "Langhuan Jade Cave".]
[Mission Successful: Permanently solidify the title of "King of Waist" and the ability of "Dragon Essence and Tiger Fierce Thirteen Kidneys".]
[Mission Failed: Stripped of the "King of Waist" title, all extra kidneys destroyed, and the negative title permanently fixed as "Celestial Eunuch"!]
Chapter Two: Revenge, this revenge must be taken!
The facts have proven it mercilessly.
Even with the earth-shattering and bizarre changes that occurred inside his body, and the incredible "thirteen kidneys," it was still impossible for Wang Meng's mortal body to instantly transform into a body of steel.
Soon, they were dragged to an open space in the courtyard.
Two burly, shrewish women, each holding a thick, heavy wooden plank, stood there expressionless, clearly in charge of carrying out the executions.
The edges of the wooden board were polished quite smoothly, but its thickness and length were enough to make it clear at a glance that if this thing were to hit you hard, it would definitely not feel good.
The two maids pushed Wang Meng and Zhao Song to the ground.
He then walked to the side and began talking to the two women in charge of the executions.
"The madam said that each of these lowly servants should be given twenty lashes. If they die, they should be turned into fertilizer and sent to the peony garden!" The maid in charge of speaking emphasized the words "beat to death" with gritted teeth.
Zhao Song was already terrified, his face pale and tears streaming down his face.
He scrambled to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly to the four women, pleading incoherently, "Spare me! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness, I offended you, madam!"
I will never dare to do it again!
"Please have mercy and spare my life!"
However, his cries and pleas went unanswered.
Instead, her crying was so loud that it caused displeasure.
"It's so noisy!"
One of the shrewish women stepped forward and skillfully pushed Zhao Song down onto a bench, her movements rough and swift.
The other shrew raised the wooden plank in her hand and, without hesitation, brought it down with a whoosh!
"Snapped!"
A dull, loud thud, accompanied by Zhao Song's piercing, distorted scream, shattered the silence of the night.
Then came the second board, the third board...
"Snapped!
what! ”
"Slap! My goodness!"
"Slap! Spare me!"
With each strike, Zhao Song cried out in anguish and begged for mercy.
His cries grew weaker and weaker, turning from initial howls into intermittent groans and sobs.
When the twenty strokes of the cane were finished, the shrew in charge of the punishment dragged him off the bench. Zhao Song was already lying on the ground like a lump of mud, his thighs and other parts of his body a bloody mess, a complete disaster, with hardly a piece of good flesh left.
His eyes rolled back, and he kept groaning in pain. He was clearly too weak to even stand up, and probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a while, let alone walk.
Zhao Song was dragged aside like a dead dog, the air thick with the stench of blood and filth. Wang Meng's face was ashen as he watched the two burly, fierce women grinning as they approached him, one of them still weighing the blood-stained wooden plank in her hand.
"Kid, are you going to take your pants off yourself, or do you want us grandmas to help you?"
A shrewish woman shouted in a gruff voice, with an unquestionable tone.
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"
Just as Wang Meng was contemplating whether he should fight to the death...
The direction of the courtyard entrance.
Suddenly, a slight commotion arose, followed by a clear, slightly puzzled girl's voice asking, "Why is it so noisy in the courtyard?"
Everyone was startled by the sound and turned to look.
In the dim light, a slender, graceful figure in azure blue stood quietly.
The candlelight and lanterns in the courtyard were dim, and the moonlight was mostly obscured by dark clouds, making it difficult to see the woman's face clearly. It was as if she were shrouded in a thin veil, exuding a hazy beauty.
She simply stood there quietly, exuding an elegant and refined air, like a fairy untouched by worldly concerns, completely out of place with the crude punishment that was about to take place in the courtyard.
Upon seeing that turquoise figure approaching gracefully.
Even the fierce expressions on the faces of the two shrewish women vanished instantly, replaced by respectful and humble expressions.
They bowed slightly, and one of the more articulate maids spoke first, explaining softly, "Reporting to Miss, Madam just noticed someone spying on us."
These two shifty-eyed lackeys offended the lady.
The lady pitied their ignorance and only ordered them to be given a light punishment, twenty strokes of the cane, so that they would remember their mistake and not repeat it.
We never expected to disturb Miss's peaceful sleep; it is truly our fault.
When the maid spoke, her tone was gentle and her words were clear. She explained the "ins and outs" of the matter in just a few words. In her words, she not only pointed out the "crimes" of Wang Meng and Zhao Song, but also cleverly attributed the responsibility for punishment to the lady, and did not forget to apologize to this "young lady".
Wang Meng listened intently from the side.
In this strictly regulated Mantuo Manor, who else could be addressed as "Miss" so respectfully by these powerful and arrogant maids, except for the mistress of this manor?
Almost immediately, Wang Meng's mind was filled with the image of Wang Yuyan!
It turns out that the stunningly beautiful young woman standing gracefully in the dim light, whose beauty was so breathtaking that one dared not look directly at her, was none other than Wang Yuyan, the one in the novel whose beauty was unparalleled in the martial arts world and who was known as the Fairy Sister!
For a fleeting moment, a sliver of unrealistic hope ignited in Wang Meng's heart.
Now that she has shown up and heard the "whole story,"
Perhaps they would consider that their crimes didn't warrant such punishment and plead for them, sparing them from this physical suffering, or even... Thinking of his "Waist King Reserved Mission" that concerned whether or not he would be "castrated," Wang Meng's heart couldn't help but beat a few more beats.
However, reality quickly shattered his pitiful illusions.
The woman in green, addressed as "Miss," after hearing the maid's report, merely glanced indifferently at Wang Meng and the unconscious Zhao Song on the ground with her clear, bright eyes. (The last two lines appear to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated text.)
Finally, their eyes met.
For Wang Yuyan, this brief eye contact felt like being splashed in the face with a handful of cold, muddy water.
When Wang Meng's eyes, which held a hint of despair yet also a touch of defiance, looked over, her stomach churned almost imperceptibly.
'How dare he?' This thought, like a poisoned needle, instantly stung her nerves.
'How dare he, such a lowly servant, a filthy creature whose mere footsteps soil the bluestone slabs of this courtyard, raise his head and stare at me with his dog-like eyes?'
Her fingertips tightened suddenly, squeezing the delicate twin lotus flowers on the embroidered handkerchief until they were deformed, but her face still showed that fragile and delicate appearance.
She furrowed her brows slightly, the curve of her brows just right, enough to make others think that this beautiful young lady was simply unable to bear watching the torture that was about to begin, and that her heart was so tender.
However, only she knew that the furrowed brows did not hold pity. She felt that Wang Meng's gaze was like a sticky worm trying to crawl onto her pure white clothes and tarnish her pristine character.
'This kind of person!' A cold voice screamed from the depths of Wang Yuyan's heart, 'He should be dragged out and beaten to death with the thickest stick, blow after blow!'
She even felt that letting Wang Meng live a moment longer was a desecration of the tranquility of this mansion.
Lowly servants!
With a slight turn of her slender waist, she naturally turned her body to the other side, her posture so elegant and delicate, as if she could only withstand the wind.
She raised a slender hand and gently covered her mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief embroidered with delicate orchids, as if the tense atmosphere in the air made her somewhat uncomfortable.
Wang Meng's heart sank to the bottom in that instant.
Wang Yuyan didn't ask any more questions before turning away, seemingly unwilling to linger any longer. She left behind a cold and resolute back view and a similarly cold, emotionless statement: "Since it is Mother's order, then beat these unruly servants!"