Immortal God of War

Chapter 666 - 638: An Old Friend _1

At the same moment.

Hearing Qin Feiyang’s satirical remark and seeing Fatty’s lascivious expression, a strong sense of unease grew in the hearts of Wu Yan and his companion.

Did they misunderstand Qin Feiyang’s intentions from the beginning?

Qin Feiyang didn’t say anything more. He took two steps back, crossed his arms, and watched the two with a nonchalant look. However, the Wolf King leapt down from his shoulder and, along with Fatty, surrounded Wu Yan and his companion.

"Dare to say the Boss is a masochist?"

"I have to admit, your imaginations are quite rich."

Fatty shook his head in derision.

At this remark, the faces of the two men turned deathly pale.

Without a doubt, they had misunderstood Qin Feiyang’s intentions. He hadn’t brought them to the ancient castle to save them, but to kill them!

"Senior Brother Qin, we were wrong."

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Qin, we admit our own foolishness and that we brought this upon ourselves! You can beat us or scold us, but please don’t kill us."

THUD. The two men dropped to their knees, begging in panic.

Fatty chuckled, "Relax, we definitely won’t kill you..."

"Thank you, Brother Fatty."

"We will never forget Brother Fatty’s great kindness."

The two men were overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed in gratitude.

"You’re welcome."

"But first, listen to what Master Fatty has to say."

"We won’t kill you because if we did, it’d be letting you off too easy."

Fatty chuckled.

BOOM!

It was as if they were struck by lightning on a clear day; their heads started to ring.

Their previous joy vanished instantly!

"Feeling desperate now?"

"It’s your own fault for courting death!"

A chilling light flashed in Fatty’s eyes. He stepped forward and landed a punch on both their left eyes.

AAARGH!!

Two horrendous screams, like pigs being slaughtered, echoed out.

The two men were instantly sent flying, their eyeballs bursting, and blood gushed in columns!

Fatty gave a sinister laugh, "You have eyes but no perception. What good are they?"

"Master Fatty, please, spare us!"

"We’ll serve you like cattle and horses, we’ll even polish your shoes..."

Scrambling to their feet, the two of them clutched their eyes, enduring the intense pain as they pleaded.

"Are you even worthy of polishing Master Fatty’s shoes?"

Fatty scoffed, lifted his foot, and fiercely kicked their lower abdomens.

BANG!!

AAARGH!!

Both men were sent flying, crashing against the wall behind them, blood spewing wildly from their mouths!

After all, Fatty was now a Two-star War Ancestor. How could these two mere War Emperors possibly withstand such a kick?

Their Qi Seas shattered instantly!

Once the Qi Sea is shattered, without the Spiritual Sea Elixir to repair it, even if they luckily survived, they would remain crippled for life.

"AAARGH..."

They lay on the ground, clutching their eyes and lower abdomens, wailing incessantly. Simultaneously, utter despair washed over them.

Because in the Nine Great Regions, the Spiritual Sea Elixir couldn’t be found at all. There was no Elixir Formula! Forget the Elixir Formula; whether all the medicinal ingredients could even be found was another matter entirely. This was a dead end! For a Martial Artist, being unable to cultivate was more painful, more hopeless, than death itself.

"Beast! Fat pig! Kill us if you dare!"

"If I, Wu Yan, even so much as frown, then call me a softshell turtle’s grandson!"

The two of them roared in utter despair.

Their only thought was to die. Rather than suffer while alive, they would prefer a quick death.

But Fatty had no intention of killing them.

Slow, torturous torment, destruction.

He wanted the two of them to experience a fate worse than death.

To die drowning in regret.

Piercing screams echoed incessantly.

A pungent smell of blood filled the ancient castle.

Seeing the miserable state of Wu Yan and his companion, the Wolf King couldn’t help but shiver and said, "Looks like there’s no need for me to step in."

He then returned to Qin Feiyang’s shoulder, his eyes filled with merciless coldness.

As for Qin Feiyang, he simply watched the two of them from beginning to end, his expression calm, without a trace of pity or sympathy.

After a full hour, Fatty finally stopped.

By this time, Wu Yan and his companion were unable to make any more noise. Like two heaps of mud on the ground, their faces were mangled beyond recognition, barely human, hanging on by their last breath.

Just then, Qin Feiyang finally withdrew his gaze. He turned to look at Shen Mei and Ren Wushuang and asked with a smile, "Would you like to take a walk on the Bridge of Helplessness?"

Shen Mei shook her head and said, "No, thanks. I just want to leave this Netherworld alive."

Ren Wushuang pondered for a moment, then said, "I want to try."

Neither Qin Feiyang nor Shen Mei were surprised by Ren Wushuang’s decision.

Because Ren Wushuang was that kind of strong-willed woman.

Fatty paused, then said discontentedly, "Boss, why didn’t you ask Master Fatty?"

Qin Feiyang glanced at Fatty, didn’t bother to answer, and walked over to Wu Yan and his companion. Grabbing one with each hand, he then left the ancient castle with the Wolf King and Ren Wushuang.

Fatty hurriedly called out, "Hey, hey, hey, Master Fatty wants to go check it out too!"

"You wish!"

"If they really let you out, you’d probably be so scared you’d run with your tail between your legs."

Lu Hong scorned.

"Xiao Hong, Master Fatty doesn’t like what you just said. Master Fatty is handsome and suave, brilliant and martial! How could a mere Bridge of Helplessness scare Master Fatty?"

Fatty said disdainfully.

"You? Handsome and suave?"

Lu Hong was utterly speechless.

This fat guy might be stronger now, but his skin had definitely grown thicker. No, that’s not right. He simply has no idea what shame is!

...

「Outside!」

Dong Zhengyang and the others were sitting cross-legged, their injuries almost fully healed.

Dongfang Wuheng said, "Do you guys think that Qin Feiyang really is a masochist?"

Murong Xiong nodded. "I think so. Otherwise, why would he save Wu Yan and his companion?"

Lu Xingchen pondered for a moment, as if a thought had struck him. He then looked up at Dongfang Wuheng and Murong Xiong with a hint of mockery in his eyes.