Chapter 826 - 797: Let Me Serve You!

After several disciples of the Tian Dao Sect reluctantly withdrew to the side, Wu Zheng suddenly transformed into a different person, approaching Zhu Yan with a sinister smile.

"Little beauty, if you don’t want to suffer, you’d better behave. I guarantee you’ll experience something unforgettable that will make you feel like dying."

His tone carried a hint of menace, and his eyes showed not only lechery but a trace of cruelty. It seemed if Zhu Yan didn’t comply, he would truly be brutal to her.

He walked up and placed a hand on Zhu Yan’s head. As the True Qi flowed, the ropes entwined around Zhu Yan snapped and fell to the ground inch by inch.

When the long-bound Zhu Yan landed, she felt her legs weak and numb, staggered backward a few steps nearly falling, and glared angrily at Wu Zheng, gritting her teeth, "You beast, dare to touch me and see what happens!"

Wu Zheng sneered coldly, suddenly quickening his pace, reaching out once more to press her head down, forcing her to kneel.

"Not only will I touch you once, but even ten times if I wish!"

"Are you still hoping that conical hat thief will come rescue you?"

Wu Zheng sneered, "Not only is he already dead from that Heavenly Tribulation, even if he were alive today, I’d have my fun with you first!"

With that, he tore open his belt and stepped forward, "If you don’t want to suffer, then obediently open your mouth and serve me!"

Staring at the hideous object so close, Zhu Yan nearly retched, her eyes reddening.

She had made up her mind to choose death over such defilement.

"Sect Leader Wu is quite leisurely, how about I serve you?"

Just as Zhu Yan was gathering her energy to shatter her own heart veins, a cold yet playful voice suddenly came from the night sky.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zheng’s eyes shook, hurriedly pulled up his belt and turned around, sweeping the sharp gaze like a hawk across the night sky angrily, "Who is pretending to be a ghost? Show yourself quickly!"

"Boom!"

A tall figure descended straight from the sky, landing forcefully in front of him.

Wu Zheng frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the masked person in front of him, suddenly realizing something, and couldn’t help but be tense.

"You... are the Conical Hat Hero?"

"You’re not dead?!"

Sun Zhe stepped toward him, "If I were dead, who would serve you?"

Seeing Sun Zhe approaching, the killing intent emanating from the mask hole pierced like substance, Wu Zheng knew it was meaningless to plead for mercy now, so he turned viciously, decisively reaching a claw toward Zhu Yan, trying to use her as leverage for his life.

However.

His hand had just extended, the fingertips not yet touching Zhu Yan, when an invisible Taixu Sword Qi instantly severed his hand at the wrist.

The sword Qi was so sharp that his hand fell, leaving him initially feeling no pain.

By the time he gradually felt the pain, Sun Zhe was already upon him like a ghost, kicking him flying.

"Yan’Er, are you alright?"

Sun Zhe worriedly helped Zhu Yan up from the ground, filled with fear.

Seeing she was unharmed, he felt slightly relieved.

"Hmm... I’m okay."

Zhu Yan rushed into Sun Zhe’s embrace, hugged his waist tightly, and sobbed softly, gently pounding his shoulder.

Sun Zhe gently patted her back for comfort, guilt and heartache hidden behind the mask.

"Sorry Yan’Er, I came too late."

Zhu Yan shook her head lightly, holding him tighter, "It’s good you returned. I thought you were... it’s good you returned."

"Ah, you bastard, I wish you a miserable death!"

At this moment, Wu Zheng, kicked aside, suddenly shouted fiercely.

"All disciples, kill him!"

At his command, dozens of Tian Dao Sect disciples gathered together, drawing swords and charging at Sun Zhe.

Sun Zhe remained unchanged, still holding Zhu Yan tightly in his arms, then, with a slight movement of his eyes, invisible Taixu Sword Qi shot out, targeting every Tian Dao Sect disciple precisely.

"Ahhhh..."

Painful screams echoed through the dense forest at night.

In just a short moment, all Tian Dao Sect disciples fell, their actions uniform—clutching their bloodied lower regions, rolling on the ground.

A few managed to scream, but most fainted from the pain.

Zhu Yan felt her scalp tingling as she observed the gruesome scene, realizing Sun Zhe’s ruthlessness, utterly castrating these men physically!

Yet seeing these scumbags facing retribution, she also felt satisfied.

Sun Zhe smirked coldly at Wu Zheng, suddenly asking, "Sect Leader Wu, how do you find my skills at serving men?"

Startled, Wu Zheng sat down trembling, his whole body shaking.

"I... I know my mistake. Spare me, senior!"

Sun Zhe held Zhu Yan’s tender hand, slowly walking toward Wu Zheng.

With a flicker of Divine Sense, a thread of Taixu Sword Qi shot out.

Moments later, Wu Zheng froze, gradually lowering his head to see his pants quickly stained red with blood, letting out an awful scream, rolling and writhing on the ground.

Sun Zhe walked up and stepped on his face, pressing him down, blocking the annoying screams with his shoe, quietly saying, "Take me to see your master, the one wanting the Taiyin Sacred Body."

Adding, "If time permits, perhaps your piece could be reattached."

"Mmm... I’ll take senior... to see him!"

Wu Zheng shook all over, his eyes bloodshot and almost bursting out, finally uttering a sentence with great effort.

Sun Zhe fetched a rope from the Ring Space, casually throwing it onto Wu Zheng, saying gently, "Then please trouble Sect Leader Wu to put it around your neck."

Wu Zheng suppressed his resentment, picking up the rope with his remaining hand, looping it around his neck, then sensibly handing the other end to Sun Zhe.

His consent to lead Sun Zhe to the Outer Domain elder wasn’t out of a desire to live or hope for reattachment.

He knew deep within that Sun Zhe would never spare him.

He merely placed his hope on that Outer Domain elder, hoping for retribution!

...

Sun Zhe ascended slowly into the sky, holding Zhu Yan gently, with Wu Zheng in tow.

"Yan’Er, when did you become the Taiyin Sacred Body?"

Zhu Yan looked puzzled, "I don’t know. That day, this old beast suddenly found me, saying I was the Taiyin Sacred Body, wanted to take me to meet someone, then captured me."

Sun Zhe glanced at Wu Zheng at the other end of the rope, "We’ll find out later."

Zhu Yan looked at the Tian Dao Sect disciples in the forest, "What about them?"

Sun Zhe replied, "The heavy smell of blood will attract nearby Jiao Beasts, no need for me to deal with them."

"..."