Hao Ren flew across the void holding the half dead Hao Tian in his hand. His eyes were no longer cold, he was driven with guilt that had he used his strength earlier and directly killed Hao Tian, Han Lingshi wouldn't have suffered . The young man reached the Glacia City within a few minutes.
He landed directly in his courtyard, the entire city was under his shadow control. He tossed Hao Tian on the ground and said, "Uncle Xinlong, he is your captive, just keep him alive."
He located Han Lingshi in his room and dashed over to see her.
Inside the room, Han Lingshi was laying on the bed with her eyes closed, her breathing was stable and deep. She seemed to be sleeping. Hao Ren approached her and put his hand on her wrist to take a pulse and Yin appeared on the side. She said, "She woke up a few minutes ago, but her spirit is completely exhausted and over taxed."
Hao Ren nodded and heaved a sigh of relief, he looked at the Heart and Soul pendant was cracked. He said, "The pendant had a soul guarding feature. This is why her soul was not harmed. However, she was completely drained as a result. Now, this mean of communication between us is broken, I need to forge a new pendant for her."
Yin nodded and Hao Ren said, "Go and watch over Hao Tian. Don't let him die, I will handle him after Lingshi recovers, I am taking her to the south. Mei will deal with the situation here."
Yin nodded and said, "Ye Yin is angry that this happened, Assign her some assignment to kill people so that she can vent it out or she might go crazy."
Hao Ren nodded and replied, "I will see to it when I go there."
The young man picked up Han Lingshi in his arms, and then he walked to the teleportation array. He took a step forward and appeared in the Crescent Moon Palace. The young man walked through the path slowly with his wife cradled in his arms. The palace staff saw the scene and were shocked, because the Holy Moon Queen was a goldy entity for them. Watching her in this state caused great discomfort to them and the word spread around like a fire in dry grassland.
Hao Ren did not mind, because he held himself guilty in some corner of his heart. He brought Han Lingshi to the master bedroom, and settled her on the bed. Soon, Maya Okudera, Ye Yue, and the rest of the big shots came inside to see her. Hao Ren did not stop them, and calmly said, "I overlooked somethings in a dangerous situation. This is on me, but she is not hurt, her spiritual energy is just exhausted."
The people heaved a sigh of relief, and Ye Yue said, "Alright, everyone, go and let her rest."
Her word held a significant sway, the people left, and she asked, "Are you okay, Big Brother?"
Hao Ren nodded and said, "I am going to cook some food for her, can you direct Ye Yin to carry out some cleansing tasks in the country. She can use them."
Ye Yue nodded and Ye Yin appeared from the shadows. The latter looked at Hao Ren resentfully and Ye Yue said, "Yin calm down, he is hurt as well."
Yin did not say much and followed her out of the room to go and handle things. Hao Ren then walked to the side of the room and began to use a few basic pots and concoct a soup for him. After a few minutes, Hao Ren heard a groan and smiled faintly. He moved the soup in a bowl and carried it to the bedside.
Han Lingshi was trying to get up and Hao Ren said, "Love, don't be naughty now. You exhausted your spiritual energy, it will take some time for you to regain it all again."
He sat down beside her and scooped up a spoon and blew a little on it. He fed her with the soup gently and Han Lingshi drank it with a satisfied expression and spoke in a low voice, "Husband, you are a god sent."
Hao Ren smiled and said, "Wife, you are very naughty."
Han Lingshi smiled bitterly and leaned back on the pillow. Hao Ren fed her but complained about how recklessly she handled things and caused herself to suffer this much. Han Lingshi did not say anything and just listened to him with a bitter expression on her face. However, the more Hao Ren spoke, the more upset he became and his eyes were glistened.
Han Lingshi sensed his remorse and she replied softly, "I know that I shouldn't have done it, but it was a reflex, I was sure that you would do the same for me."
The young man shook his head and replied, "I am weak and I could not sense it coming."
Han Lingshi held his hand to console him. The soup energized her a bit, but it was akin to a drop in the ocean. Hao Ren fed her the soup and continued to care for her. He spent a week looking after her, and they spent the time playing chess, reading books and discussing policies.
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However, while Han Lingshi went to the study room, Hao Ren went to the dungeon of the palace where Hao Tian was held prisoner. The young man wanted to extract information from this man and he wanted him to beg for death.
The guards saw him, and saluted him. Hao Ren nodded and went inside the dungeon and came to the only cell where a prisoner was being held. Hao Tian was laying on the floor with a dazed look in his eyes.
His skin was filled with wrinkles, and his eyes were bagged, apparently the man was dehydrated and sleep deprived. Hao Ren took a chair and sat down outside the cell. He looked at Hao Tian and noticed that his jaw and other joints were dislocated. He asked, "Did you try to commit suicide like a coward that you are?"
Hao Tian did not react, but Hao Ren snapped his fingers and said, "Tell me about the conjectures that you have about the upper realm of strength."
Hao Tian was hopeless and controlling his mind was an easy thing. Hao Ren waved his hand and the dislocated jaw was put back in place. Hao Tian spoke in a hoarse voice, "It is said that there is no end to cultivation then how can we just stop at the peak of the galaxy destroying?
What I do not understand is that even though the names are planet shattering and Star annihilation, the strength of a person at the peak of these so-called high levels of cultivation is still not enough to see through the clouds. We can never move to the world of stars and see what really lies there. Yet we have such domineering names. What is the point? Don't you think that we still have a lot to find out and to learn?"
Hao Ren raised his brow and began to think about it, although it sounded like Hao Tian was delusional, but it was something that provoked the logical people to think. Had they been creatures bound by limits that this cultivation would have declined a long time ago.
Hao Ren thought about it and asked, "System, what do you think? Is it possible that the realms we know are not the peak of it?"
Ding: Host, the question you asked is too shallow. There are different laws in different worlds, if you wish to know what is what, then why don't you read through the journals in the system shop?
Hao Ren frowned but then he began to think and search through the system store. However, just then he stopped and waved his hand to unlock the door of the cell, and fixed all the dislocated joints and said, "Come along with me."
Hao Tian stood up and followed him outside the cell. Hao Ren took the man to the square in the court, he waved to the guard and said, "Bring me a whip."
The guard was confused but he bowed and dashed away quickly. Hao Ren pointed at the center of the spot and said, "From now on, you will come here daily, whip yourself a hundred times, and clean the place spotless when you are done, before you take meds to heal your wounds.
You will do this till the day you beg me for death, and till then you will beg for whatever you need to stay alive. While doing all this, you will stay conscious but you will not stop."
The guard returned with the whip and Hao Ren left the place, leaving behind a groaning Hao Tian, who was glaring at the young man with a rageful expression, as his consciousness had just woken up and the last bit of rebellion in his spirit was burning brightly.