Chapter 31 Part 1
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Chapter 31: Victimize the Vulnerable and Cower Before the Powerful (1)
The Snow Spirit Lord gave a shy smile.
Her face looked frozen, like a red apple in the cold wind.
As she nervously revealed that she was only eight years old, she anxiously twisted the hem of her coat.
Bai Lian felt only…
Cute~
No, wait!
This isn’t cute at all!
With a swift motion, Bai Lian raised her right fist and landed a hard knock on the Snow Spirit Lord’s head.
Duang–
“Ouch!!!”
The piercing scream echoed through the air.
The Snow Spirit Lord was knocked to the ground with a single punch.
Boom.
The sound of wooden floors breaking echoed as if the very ground beneath her couldn’t withstand the force of Bai Lian’s strike.
How could a simple wooden board endure such a powerful impact?
In the two-foot-wide pit, the Snow Spirit Lord’s feet sank into the mud, causing her to huddle and hold her head in her hands.
Anger.
Rage.
But despite her fury, she refrained from jumping out of the pit to strike Bai Lian’s knee.
In truth, it wasn’t all that painful.
Calm down, I can still win!
The Snow Spirit Lord slowly lifted her head, her eyes glistening with tears, as if they might spill over at any moment. (つД｀)･ﾟ･
“I give up! Please don’t punch me!” she cried out. (oT-T)尸
She stopped resisting.
This was the strength of the White Emperor!
Bai Lian stood unmoved above her.
Are you pretending to be pathetic?
Useless!
Bai Lian had a very strong resistance to such behavior.
She wasn’t affected by this kind of act.
She was well-prepared.
Before starting, she used her Divine Sense to scan the little girl who claimed to be the Snow Spirit Lord several times.
The little girl’s body was so “weak.” Bai Lian could easily overpower her.
Moreover, the cultivation base of this little girl was not high, barely reaching the Golden Core Stage.
An eight-year-old at the Golden Core Stage? Bai Lian had never seen such talent before. But still, despite the Snow Spirit Lord’s talent, she was still only at the Golden Core Stage.
Bai Lian could defeat 100,000 of girls like her in a single day without tiring!
“Go ahead,” Bai Lian said, her voice cold as she towered over the Snow Spirit Lord, her words sharp as ice. “Where is the real Snow Spirit Lord? Don’t dodge the question. I have a hundred ways to make you wish you were dead!”
The Snow Spirit Lord trembled in the hole.
It was the middle of the night, and Bai Lian’s body blocked the candlelight. From the little girl’s perspective, Bai Lian seemed like a towering demon, larger than life itself.
After all, Bai Lian was the one who could outsmart Ji Shi with her cunning tricks!
The Snow Spirit Lord believed that Bai Lian could easily make her kneel and beg for mercy.
“I didn’t lie to you, I swear! I am truly the Snow Spirit Lord!” she said hastily.
How foolish!
Bai Lian was skeptical.
If you really are the Snow Spirit Lord, then who could have battled the Lord of the Hades Hall 22 years ago?
The timeline didn’t add up.
If this girl were truly the Snow Spirit Lord, then she must have had the strength of an Immortal Emperor in her past life.
“A liar will swallow a thousand needles!” Bai Lian sneered, giving the Snow Spirit Lord a cold smile.
She planned to teach the little girl a lesson.
The first thing that came to mind was how “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian” used to torment her Martial Sisters in their game.
“Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian” was skilled at using secret medicines.
Watching her victims squirming in agony and begging for mercy always made “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian” laugh gleefully.
She would caress their backs mockingly, asking, “Do you want more? Plead with me for mercy!”
But is it ethical to administer secret medicine to an eight-year-old?
No. Too bad!
Bai Lian decided to use a gentler form of intimidation.
Her soul surged with power, lifting the Snow Spirit Lord out of the pit and gently settling her onto the bed.
“What’s your plan?” Bai Lian asked, her voice cold and unmoving.
The Snow Spirit Lord trembled.
Bai Lian arrived, holding a stick that had just been pulled from her chest.
The Snow Spirit Lord gulped.
The stick was long and hard, and Bai Lian’s body, frail and recently injured, couldn’t withstand too much exertion.
The Snow Spirit Lord quickly pleaded for mercy. “White Emperor Bai Lian, I was mistaken. I should not have tried to deceive or manipulate you. I was wrong, utterly wrong!”
Hum.
Bai Lian sat at the edge of the bed, her expression cool, detached.
She extended her left hand, grasping the Snow Spirit Lord’s right leg firmly and placing it on her own thigh.
The Snow Spirit Lord’s pupils shook violently in panic.
“No, no!” she cried.
How could she endure such cruelty at such a young age? If that stick hit her leg, it would surely break.
Bai Lian paid no attention to her protests.
She removed the Snow Spirit Lord’s shoes and socks, then playfully pinched her exposed little foot.
It was small, tender, and white.
The cold air and fear made the Snow Spirit Lord’s feet stiffen, and despite her best efforts, she couldn’t escape the overwhelming pressure of Bai Lian’s Divine Sense.
Bai Lian picked up the stick and accidentally struck the Snow Spirit Lord’s foot.
Divine Sense stimulation and heightened sensitivity!
The stick spun rapidly like a drilling machine.
The Snow Spirit Lord, who had just been attacked, burst into laughter despite her immobilized state. Her soul had suffered severe damage, and she couldn’t even shield her senses.
Uncomfortable!
“Please, explain quickly!” Bai Lian demanded.
“Yes, ha ha, I can’t afford it. I lied to you… Oh ha ha… I’m twenty-three years old this year,” the Snow Spirit Lord’s voice was interrupted by fits of laughter.
Despite her laughter, Bai Lian heard it clearly.
Twenty-three years old?
That made sense. Cultivators’ appearances can often be deceiving when it comes to their age.