Chapter 181：Throat by R.A. Nelson

As a Dasheng Qi master, traveling over 10000 li in the blink of an eye was nothing but a trivial matter. Zong Yi's front foot left the abyss, and he entered the Shattered Heaven Palace on his hind foot. He laid the boy out on top of the ten thousand year jade bed, his fingertips pushing aside his blood soaked robe, examining his scarred body.

One set of Seven Star Bone Eating Nails could completely destroy the root bone of someone with Zhuji Qi cultivation, let alone five sets. The boy's five viscera and six bowels had failed, his meridian's had atrophied and faded away, his bone tissue had necrosed and shattered, his spiritual roots were completely destroyed, and even his dantian was mutilated with a huge bloody hole. The one who owned this personal handiwork was too wicked.

"Who did this?" Zong Yi's face was expressionless, but his deep voice was full of killing intent. His black sword's aura rushed out of its body and spread out, creating a few cracks in the 7th heavenly stem gold forged floor. Because he feared injuring the boy, he immediately recovered its momentum, and gently and lovingly stroked the boy's pale cheek.

Zhou Yun Sheng's eyes reddened as he opened, "It was Mo Yu, but I don't want you to avenge me, I want to do it myself." He didn't know who the fate of the world's son was, so he couldn't carelessly kill, but there were more painful things than death in the world, and one day, he would gift Mo Yu the pain he'd had to bear a thousand-fold.

"So be it, if that's what small disciple wants." Zong Yi nodded as his palm covered his wide open and festering wounds, he comforted, "Master will help you pull out the Seven Star Bone Eating Nails, there might be some pain, please bear with it. Please don't cry this time." Or your master will be very distressed.

Of course, Zong Yi absolutely wouldn't say these straightforward words.

"Who was crying? That was only a physical response to the pain. Pull it out, this pain is nothing to me." Zhou Yun Sheng clenched his teeth, remembering the shameful scene of him crying and breaking down in the man's arms. Although he'd laid on his knees and cried countless times, that was Brainless Sheng, it had nothing to do with him.

"Yes, small disciple didn't cry, master was mistaken. Small disciple is very brave and tough." Seeing the young man's flushed face and resisting shame expression, Zong Yi really wanted to laugh, but his face didn't reveal it.

His palm glowed a black light, instantly sucking out a Seven Star Bone Eating Nail, then he looked up to observe his small disciple's reaction.

"Does it hurt?" He still couldn't help but worry.

"It won't hurt if you kiss me." Probably because his soul was too weak, Zhou Yun Sheng felt very lethargic. He wanted to rely on this man, because he knew he would accept all of him without reservation.

Zong Yi's eyes flashed, but he didn't take action. Don't think that it's illogical, he practices the Shattered Heaven Sword Path, he even dares to attack heaven, how could he care about so-called ethics and morality? The real reason is because the feeling of kissing his small disciple was too wonderful, it was unexpectedly able to captivate him, making him unable to stop, he was worried that if he started kissing him again, he wouldn't be able to withdraw.

With a slight sigh, he restrained himself and lightly touched the boy's pale lips, then began removing the second Bone Eating Nail. In this way, he kissed his small disciple's pale cheeks, frowning brow, or trembling eyelashes every time he pulled one out. It took a full half an hour for completion, then he quickly fed him a vitality increasing medicinal pill.

"Why did she do this?" Zong Yi asked gravely while looking at the quickly closing opened and festering wounds.

"I don't know, I've never interacted with her." Zhou Yun Sheng reclined on the jade bed, unable to move, he could only shake his head, puzzled. Although his internal trauma had been cured, the Bone Eating Nails had completely corroded his root bone, unless he was given a rebirth and reconstruction of spiritual roots heavenly grade medicinal pill, he couldn't even hope to stand up for a long time.

"You'll know after master finds and asks her. Don't be anxious, wait for master to gather medicinal herbs and spiritual treasures to refine a heaven and earth pill. You can start practicing again, and in a few years, you can naturally pay her back. Wherever she hurt you, pay her back a hundredfold, feel free to capture her soul and cast it in everlasting flames." Zong Yi affectionately caressed his small disciple's cheeks, but the words coming out of his mouth were incomparably ruthless.

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded, his eyes slowly reddening. This person has always been cruel to others, but exceptionally gentle when dealing with him, even after so many reincarnations, he has never changed.

"Don't cry." When you cry, your master's heart also follows in pain. There were many words that Zong Yi was unable to say, he could only let out an insipid command, but he also used his fingertips to tease his small disciple's wet eyelashes.

"I told you, it's a physiological reaction." Zhou Yun Sheng glared at him, then turned his head away.

"Ah, small disciple is right." Zong Yi's eyes smiled, he liked his small disciple's small stubbornness and small pride. He took off his robe, wearing only the white under dress, then held up his small disciple and brought him into the shattered jade spiritual pool in the back of the palace. The water in the spiritual pool was 10000 year-old spiritual essence, it could refine the body and broaden the meridians, an extremely rare treasure.

"You're now too physically weak, so you have to soak for a few hours every day. When the spiritual energy enters your body, you may feel a little pain, please endure it." Zong Yi stepped into the water and sat down, putting his small disciple on his lap, lifting the spiritual pool water to rinse his thin body.

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded, even if there was pain in his bones, he no longer revealed a fragile demeanor, making Zong Yi, who was observing him, disappointed. If his small disciple's pain was unbearable, he could comfort him by kissing him again.

It seemed that having a very strong and sensible small disciple wasn't always a good thing.

After two hours, Zhou Yun Sheng felt that he could move his fingers slightly, so he pulled Zong Yi's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Master, I'm hungry." Since this man wanted to be his master, then he would comply with him, in any case, they were even father and son at one point, there was nothing to be shy about.

Zong Yi remembered, now his small disciple was just a mortal, he still needed to eat. He'd spent 10 days at the bottom of the valley, unable to move, he could only rely on eating grass to survive, he was probably extremely starved.

Zong Yi was immediately distressed, he hurriedly hugged him and stepped out, then gently laid him back on the jade bed.

"Master will go prepare food for you at once." He turned and walked a few steps, then turned back, he touched the boy's cheek and softly said, "Don't be afraid, master will be back soon." His deep gaze lingered on his small disciple's slightly rosy lips for a moment, then he hurried away.

No other people lived in Silent Fire Peak with Zong Yi. He has fasted for many years and wasn't familiar with common social customs, so he really didn't know where to find food at the moment, but he didn't dare delay, he quickly sent out a Transmission Talisman.

A few minutes later, the next door peak's master rushed over and cupped his hands in a respectful greeting, "Dare to question Grand Elder, for what matter did you call junior over?'

"Send some food fit for a mortal's consumption over." Here he paused for a bit, then added, "The finer the better."

The peak master was somewhat stupefied. Was there a mortal staying in Silent Fire Peak? What was their relationship with the Grand Elder? However, he didn't dare ask more, he immediately ordered people to deliver a lot of fine and delicious food.

Zong Yi personally carried the tray into the room, his heart instantly becoming unbearably soft at the sight of his small disciple's wet and bright peach eyes.

"Were you waiting anxiously?" He pulled his small disciple into his bosom, his two hands holding him still from below his armpits, then he raised a bowl and fed him a spoonful of food.

Fortunately, cultivators preferred lightly flavored food, so they sent mostly congee and other liquid things, nothing that could upset the stomach. Zhou Yun Sheng knew that he shouldn't eat too much after starving for a long time, so he only drank half a small bowl.

"How are you already full?" Zong Yi frowned slightly.

"I've been starving for too long, I'll get stomach pain if I eat more." Zhou Yun Sheng's appearance was listless, he was still hungry, but he could only endure.

Zong Yi's eyes let out a hint of hostility, he flung out his sleeve and sent out another Transmission Talisman.

When Chi Xiao Zhenren received the Transmission Talisman, he couldn't help but be surprised, but he didn't dare delay, he quickly rushed to Silent Fire Peak with his beloved daughter.

"Father, why did Grand Elder mention me by name to come see him? Could it be that he wants to accept me as his disciple?" Mo Yu's expression was very excited. Among the Promise Immortal Sect disciples, who did not desire to be under the powerful Grand Elder? If you could be the Grand Elder's disciple, not to mention your future prospects, your seniority would instantly be higher than the Sect Leader's own disciples.

"Your father doesn't know, we're on our way to see." Chi Xiao Zhenren's eyes contained hidden expectations. When the Grand Elder had cultivated to a divine Qi, he no longer summoned anyone. The sect had hinted several times that he should accept a disciple, but he ignored it, so the disciples waiting with bated breath were really disappointed.

He hoped this time would bring good news.

The two people entered the Shattered Heaven Palace, sat down and waited, suddenly their expressions turned surprised. They saw a black haired handsome man carrying a thin boy in his arms, he had carefully wrapped him in a pure white robe, his eyes looking down at the boy was gentle and tender.

The boy's face was buried in his arms, they couldn't see his appearance, but judging from his breath, he was no doubt a mortal.

What's happening? Chi Xiao Zhenren hesitantly took two steps forward.

"This is my small disciple Xinghai, he's also my last disciple." Zong Yi slowly opened.

Chi Xiao Zhenren was about to cautiously question when he heard his daughter cry out in fear. The concealed boy suddenly turned his head, revealing a gorgeous and gentle face, he was none other than the Fang Xinghai who had been pestering him to find Fang Wen Guang, a four spiritual roots waste.

"How can you be here?" Mo Yu forgot herself and shouted.

"Where should I be? Broken at the bottom of an abyss?" Zhou Yun Sheng sneered, a malicious glare mixed with his gorgeous face, he looked like a colorful viper ready to strike and devour.

Mo Yu paled, her eyes evaded him, her heart frightened and dreadful. She also couldn't understand why the boy was rescued by the Grand Elder and brought back, he also received him as a disciple. How could he deserve it?!

Chi Xiao Zhenren looked at the insidious boy, then looked at his daughter's panic, his heart was suddenly apprehensive.

Sure enough, Grand Elder said, "I called you over today to one, declare my small disciple, and two, ask Mo Yu why she tried to kill my small disciple. Let's get to the bottom of this, where is your hatred?"

"Also, where is my brother? If you don't say it, don't expect to take a step out of Shattered Heaven Palace today." Zhou Yun Sheng's eyes were red with menace. Finding big brother was Fang Xinghai's final wish, he would spare no effort to help him complete it.