Chapter 696, How can you do this
The cold water started bubbling. This sounded unbelievable, but on the young leader Huang Lin's face there was a sinister and vicious smile like a cat playing with a mouse, indicating that what followed was far from good.
As expected, the change appeared at the next moment.
Ye Qingyu immediately felt the cold water around him act as if it had come alive. It became incredibly violent and penetrated into his muscles and bones, like there were tens of millions of silver needles frantically wandering about in his body.
This sort of pain, for others, may be similar to death. Others would pass out from pain right away.
Because it was almost directly affecting one’s soul.
But for Ye Qingyu, who had experienced the Heavenly lightning in order to integrate with the chaotic thunder liquid, it was simply like a drizzle of rain. Not to mention that Ye Qingyu had originally cultivated ice yuan qi. His body contained the [Supreme Ice Flame], and with one thought he could easily dissolve the ice power that had penetrated into his body.
What was more astonishing was that Ye Qingyu came to discover that the power of the treacherous cold water actually had a great benefit to him.
The power of the extremely cold water, after being dissolved by the [Supreme Ice Flame], would become the purest of inner yuan and endlessly flow towards his dantian world. It was similar to absorbing the power of a pure origin crystal.
Ye Qingyu was overjoyed.
But on his face, he revealed a pained expression.
A drop of bead of sweat slid down from Ye Qingyu's forehead.
Before coming to the water dungeon, Ye Qingyu did not know that the cold power in the water had a beneficial effect for him. It was only later when the young leader activated the cold water that he had realized. He must make the other side continuously operate the power of the cold water, which would allow him to constantly absorb the pure ice yuan qi.
That was why he pretended to be like this.
Seeing this, the grin on the face of the young leader Huang Lin grew more sinister.
He slowly crouched down at the side of the water dungeon and looked at Ye Qingyu from across the railing with an indescribable expression of ridicule, mockery, and pity across his face, as he said, “Your bones are hard, let's see how long you can last. The extreme cold of the water strengthened with the Storm seal, even an iron man will have to beg for mercy. First I’ll break your martial arts heart, then you will soon be kneeling and begging for mercy.”
As he spoke, he raised his hand repeatedly, launching three beams of light seals into the wall of the water dungeon.
The cold water in the dungeon began to bubble more frantically, almost entirely submerging Ye Qingyu.
“What are you doing? Stop... you little bastard,” Luo Yi roared, madly pounding against the prison door. As Ye Qingyu's personal bodyguard, although his strength was far below that of Ye Qingyu, his responsibility as a subordinate made him unable to watch his idol and leader in suffering, while there was nothing he could do for him.
Luo Yi frantically roared and provoked Huang Lin in an attempt to draw his attention and put the hatred onto him instead.
Huang Lin indeed turned his head round.
His eyes fell on Luo Yi, shaking his head contemptuously as a cruel smile appeared on his face, he sneered, “What is the hurry. Soon there will be a great prison officer coming to torture you. I don’t have the desire to deal with a pitiful trash like you.”
Luo Yi simply ignored the scorn and ridicule in his words.
Like a raging tiger, he frantically slammed the prison door, even breaking his skin and flesh.
Huang Lin frowned. It was a little too noisy.
Just then, Ximen Yeshui and Wen Wan, who had been very quiet and docile, suddenly jumped over and pulled Luo Yi back. One of them covered his mouth, while the other held down his arm. The two simultaneously smiled to young leader Huang Lin, saying, “Lord, this boy is crazy, we will deal with him, Lord you won't have to worry...”
Huang Lin stared at them blankly.
He saw that Wen Wan and Ximen Yeshui had already began scolding Luo Yi.
“Do you want to die boy.”
“Don't cause trouble, we'll go out in a few days if we’re good. You mustn't mess with Lord.”
“You can't even protect yourself.”
“Yes, shut up and don't get us involved.”
The two firmly held down Luo Yi. Wen Wan casually fumbled around on the ground, and when he failed to find any cloth-like material, he simply took off his stinky sock, crumpled it into a ball and squeezed it into Luo Yi's mouth. He wanted to shut Luo Yi up, who knew that Luo Yi desperately spat it out.
“How could you do that?” Ximen Yeshui righteously questioned Wen Wan when he saw this scene.
With that, he grabbed a green brick in a backhand motion, and directly swung his hand towards the back of Luo Yi's head.
Luo Yi finally fainted. The struggling stopped.
“That's much simpler and straightforward,” Ximen Yeshui said triumphantly, provocatively grinning at Wen Wan.
Then he turned his head and smiled at Huang Lin outside the cell, “The trouble has been dealt with. Lord, you go on, ignore us, treat us as air, we will honestly not move.”
Outside the cell.
Huang Lin stared blankly.
He simply did not know whether to laugh or cry.
He originally thought that, these so-called Heaven Wasteland Domain elites would at least be tough. It was normal for the young man to risk his life to protect his Master, but the other two were unexpectedly so cowardly and only interested in protecting themselves? In order to please him, they had even knocked their companion unconscious?
They really were a group of lowly ants and cowardly maggots.
Huang Lin looked at the two men with disdain and ignored them completely.
He turned around and continued to strike out four or five light seals toward Ye Qingyu's dungeon stonewall.
The treacherous cold water in the water dungeon, which had calmed down, rose wildly again.
Only Ye Qingyu's face remained above the water level. His face was deathly pale, his teeth clenched, and he did not utter a word.
“As long as you beg for mercy, I'll stop and give you a break.” Huang Lin grinned at Ye Qingyu in a condescending manner, and then laughed contemptuously.
Ye Qingyu didn't respond.
Huang Lin nodded, his expression cold, “Back then an Immortal Step expert of the Young Ghost Domain, nicknamed [The Sacred One of Boulder], was also known to be stubborn. But in this water dungeon, he was just like a mad dog, kneeling on the ground crying for mercy. I do not believe that you can endure forever.”
With that, he smiled coldly, stood up, and consecutively struck out another ten light seals into the water dungeon wall.
Suddenly brilliance erupted in the water dungeon.
A number of formation markings as bright as silver were flashing frantically, indescribable power surging, and the cold water seemed to be boiling. It was as though there was a terrifying beast in the water frantically stirring the water surface. The extremely cold surging waves had already completely submerged Ye Qingyu.
Time went by.
In a blink of the eye, almost two hours had past.
In the meantime, Luo Yi had woken up two or three times, but was knocked unconscious again and again by Wen Wan and Ximen Yeshui.
Huang Lin also did not know how many light seals he had issued into the water dungeon walls.
But Ye Qingyu had never opened his mouth to beg for mercy.
“How could this kid be so resilient?” He was a little puzzled.
In the blink of an eye, another hour had passed.
Ye Qingyu was still as miserable-looking, but still never opened his mouth once to beg for mercy.
Huang Lin felt a little tired.
It was not difficult to launch a light seal to activate the cold water, it was something that every Violet Gold divine guard could do.
As long as one had mastered the yuan energy operation method, each light seal could make the extremely cold water bubble for twenty seconds. However that twenty seconds of time should not be underestimated. In general, even for Immortal Step boundary experts, twenty seconds in the cold water was tantamount to circling around a sea of fire once, which was simply painful and horrifying.
Huang Lin could not remember how many light seals he had issued, but he had consumed a lot of inner yuan.
Due to Ye Qingyu's stubbornness, he simply could not feel the joy of tormenting him.
He was a little impatient.
At this time he remembered what his Uncle had said. The person behind all this wanted something from the kid. He needed to leave him alive, and must not torture him to death.
Huang Lin was in deep thought when a Violet Gold divine guard came in.
This Violet Gold divine guard whispered something to his ear. Huang Lin nodded, looked at Ye Qingyu in the water dungeon, a fierce glint flickering in his eyes. He turned and left with the Violet Gold divine guard.
The cell was suddenly quiet.
Perhaps the matter was secretive, so the cells in which Ye Qingyu and others were being held were not with the other prisoners. Therefore it was particularly quiet.
After about one hour of time.
Luo Yi woke up dazed and confused.
Ximen Yeshui instinctively swung a brick to knock him out again.
Wen Wan promptly stopped him, “Stop, don't, this kid is honest and frank, his mind is inflexible, he really will turn stupid if you hit him again... Besides, that guy with the surname Huang has gone, so there is no need to knock him out any more.”
Luo Yi felt his head spinning. When he saw the two vulgar smiling faces around him his eyes shot wide open, as he suddenly remembered what had happened before. He jumped up and hid to one side, furiously looking at Wen Wan and Ximen Yeshui, “You... you guys...”
“Little Yi, don't panic.”
A familiar voice came from the other side.
Luo Yi instantly twisted his head around to see Ye Qingyu slowly floating out of the cold water.
The prohibition formation shackles on Ye Qingyu’s hands had disappeared without a trace. Not only was he not in a miserably looking state, but he was radiant as a strange glimmer of light shrouded him from head to toe. There was an indescribable unearthly elegant aura exuding from him.
“Lord, you... are okay?” Luo Yi was overjoyed.
“Haha, silly boy, what can happen to him?” Ximen Yeshui chuckled. “There was nothing to worry about. Brother Ye looked in pain, but in fact he was enjoying it a lot. If he really were tortured, he would have broken out of the cell a long time ago.”