Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 152 - 151: If You Don't Apologize to My Dao Companion and Disciple, You Will Get a Spanking

Ji Xichan pursed her red lips, let out a cold snort, and smiled. "Then bring it on. I'll treat this as tempering my Dao Heart. If I let out a single sound, I lose!"

Hearing this, Pei Yuhang certainly wasn't going to hold back. He held the young woman's waist to steady her, and the ruler in his hand came down like a riding crop.

SMACK—!

The ruler fell, striking Ji Xichan's rear. The crisp smack echoed through the desolate night in the bamboo forest.

Ji Xichan's entire body tensed. She clenched her teeth, feeling a pain she hadn't experienced since the Sect's grand tournament.

She glanced back at the man, who was preparing to cast a Silence Technique, and sneered, "What's this?"

"Is the sound of my spanking too loud? Is the Peng Sword Immortal afraid his disciple and Dao Companion will hear?"

"So you dare to act, but not to face the consequences. What a hypocrite!"

Pei Yuhang lowered his gaze and poked the very spot he had just struck with the ruler, making Ji Xichan's legs tremble in pain.

"You ill-mannered brat... If you won't let me cast the Silence Technique, does that mean you find it exciting for others to hear the sound of you being spanked?"

Hearing Pei Yuhang describe her with such perverted words, Ji Xichan became flushed with anger and shame. "What nonsense are you spouting? How could I possibly be as shameless as you claim!"

"Do you think I'm some infatuated fool like your senior disciple?"

At her words, the veins on the back of the hand Pei Yuhang used to grip the ruler bulged.

The arrogant girl before him, her rear arched toward him, had first bad-mouthed his Dao Companion and was now slandering his disciple.

This only strengthened Pei Yuhang's desire to spank Ji Xichan until she was wailing.

"I hope Miss Ji can remain this defiant in a moment."

Ji Xichan was about to offer another defiant retort when a searing, stinging pain from behind made her cry out.

"Ah—"

Tears welled in the young woman's eyes. The pain was so intense it had already numbed her rear, and her body thrashed about like a fish out of water.

"Pei Yuhang! You're shameless! You sneak-attacked me!"

The girl who had been so defiant just a moment ago now had a sob in her voice, causing a smile to tug at the corners of Pei Yuhang's lips.

"What's this? Crying after only two strikes, Miss Ji? And here I thought you were so tough when you were mocking Liyuan and Yueqiu."

At his words, Ji Xichan's lovely face flushed. "Who said I was crying? With that pathetic amount of force, you're just tickling my rear with that ruler!"

Pei Yuhang heard her and nodded, satisfied.

As Ji Xichan was his junior, Pei Yuhang might have felt a twinge of guilt if he had actually made her cry. But seeing her still so spirited and defiant, he knew he wouldn't feel any remorse for hitting her even harder.

"Since Miss Ji is so tough, I won't hold back on this third strike."

'What? He was holding back for those first two strikes?'

In that instant, all the color drained from Ji Xichan's face in terror. Her delicate body trembled helplessly, like a small flower in a storm.

But it was too late to beg for mercy now.

The third strike of the ruler fell abruptly. The searing pain made it impossible for the young woman to suppress her voice, and a low moan escaped her lips.

Her fair, smooth legs, flushed from the increased circulation after the painful blows, took on an alluring shade of pink.

The young woman's legs gave out, and she fell to her knees. She managed to catch herself with her hands just in time to avoid sprawling gracelessly on the ground.

Even so, the dust staining her delicate, snow-white skin made her seem like a helpless Fairy who had fallen from the heavens into the Mortal World.

"Miss Ji, if you apologize to my Dao Companion and my disciple now, tonight's punishment will end here."

Pei Yuhang looked down at the trembling Ji Xichan, thinking that three strikes with the ruler should have been enough to teach her a lesson.

But the White-clothed Sword Immortal had clearly underestimated Ji Xichan's tenacity. The young woman gave a cold laugh. While circulating the Spiritual Qi in her body to heal the wounds on her rear, she said defiantly:

"Peng Sword Immortal, have you not eaten? I told you, that was barely a tickle!"

"Ohh~~ I get it now. Your Dao Companion and disciple must be too frail. You probably hit them a couple of times, they get on their knees and beg for mercy, and that gives you the false impression that you're actually strong."

"The truth is... you're nothing special."

"..."

Pei Yuhang looked at Ji Xichan, who was crouched on the ground with her rear arched toward him, still talking tough. He spoke quietly, "I don't understand. What do you gain from provoking me?"

"Fine. Since you enjoy this so much, let's see it through to the very end."

Without giving Ji Xichan a chance to respond, Pei Yuhang's ruler fell once more.

After a few more strikes with the ruler, perhaps wanting a change of pace, Pei Yuhang cut down a nearby stalk of bamboo and began using it as a Bamboo Whip.

Ji Xichan's hands dug into the dirt. She clenched her jaw as large beads of sweat trickled down her forehead, back, and thighs.

Eventually, the pain became too much to suppress. She finally let go, her whimpers echoing through the bamboo forest like the cries of a bird.

WHAP! WHAP!

"Well? Are you going to apologize!"

"No... I won't apologize! You want me to apologize to your Dao Companion, and... and your disciple... In your dreams! I'll keep insulting them!"

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP—!!

"Apologize to Liyuan and Yueqiu! Now!"

"...Even if you beat my rear to a pulp... I still won't apologize..."

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP—!!!

"Will you apologize now?"

Pei Yuhang looked at Ji Xichan, whose tears and sweat soaked the ground beneath her. 'Surely,' he thought, 'she'll finally yield now.'

However, Ji Xichan only glared at him with her tear-reddened eyes, her defiance unbroken.

Pei Yuhang glanced at the several bamboo stalks that lay splintered on the ground and finally sighed.

He looked at the young woman's lovely, dirt-streaked face and said, "Get up. I won't hit you anymore."

Ji Xichan's face flushed red, and she spoke in a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

"My rear is completely numb... I can't stand up..."

The White-clothed Sword Immortal was silent for a moment before finally extending a hand toward Ji Xichan.

Ji Xichan thought Pei Yuhang was about to strike her rear with his bare hand. She tensed in fear and squeezed her beautiful eyes shut.

But the expected pain never came. Instead, a warm wave of energy flowed into her body from behind.

The pain throughout her body began to fade, replaced by a comfort like bathing in the warm spring sunlight.

Ji Xichan had never felt so comfortable. Her rear began to itch, and she instinctively wriggled her body like a caterpillar.

"Be still. I'm healing you."

"Oh."

Silence fell over the bamboo forest, leaving only the rustling of leaves in the wind and Ji Xichan's occasional whimper from a sudden twinge of pain.

Healed by the vibrant Pure Yang True Qi, Ji Xichan's rear soon felt no pain, completely restored.

The young woman tilted her head, gazing at Pei Yuhang's cold, handsome face. Bathed in the bright moonlight, he seemed even more otherworldly, and for a moment, she was completely lost in a daze.

"There."

Pei Yuhang's sudden voice pulled Ji Xichan back from her wandering thoughts.

As Pei Yuhang's large hand left her rear and the warmth faded, Ji Xichan felt a strange sense of reluctance, though her pride would never allow her to admit it.

"You may go."

Pei Yuhang stood and turned to return to his estate.

Watching him turn to leave, Ji Xichan called out, "I still haven't apologized, you know. Don't you want to get justice for your Dao Companion and disciple?"

Pei Yuhang ignored her and continued walking toward his estate.

The feeling of being completely ignored was intensely uncomfortable for the young woman; being disregarded by Pei Yuhang was, it seemed, even harder to bear than being spanked by him.

"Wait, don't go! You haven't answered me!"