"No... no, I'm not, I'm... I'm just a dog, no... I'm just a maggot, a maggot that reeks of shit... I know you're angry, you crippled me, ruined all my Holy Veins, turned me into a filthy beggar eating garbage, tortured me, watched me beg, humiliated me... I accept all of it, just spare my life, just spare my life." Gu Yue suddenly burst out with an intense will to survive, filled with fear, panic, struggle, and pleading.
Wu Hen was equally astonished.
Not even a dying dog could be this pathetic.
The contrast from his previous demeanor was so vast that Wu Hen felt physically repulsed, disgusted.
Was he really so afraid of death?
"To be honest, your proposition is quite appealing. Killing you would be too merciful; only prolonged torture can ease my loathing." Wu Hen said.
"Yes, yes, little brother, I can be your dog. You can kick me when you're unhappy, I can entertain you when you're displeased, let me eat dog food, live in a doghouse, even chain me up, all is fine. It's my arrogance, my superiority complex, little brother is the true Dragon and Phoenix among men, the Innate Saint Child. Master will definitely favor you in the future!" Fearing Wu Hen might waver, Gu Yue desperately used all his strength to speak.
His speech was fluent and clear, not resembling a man at death's door, but it only highlighted Gu Yue's astonishing desire to live at this critical moment.
Dignity and pride, he had no use for them.
Living like a dog was his greatest hope at this moment.
"Senior Brother, you're really sincere. I originally had a belly full of venom and harsh words, to emphasize that I am the ultimate victor. But now, you've made me feel a bit embarrassed to say them." Wu Hen laughed, a smile bright as ever.
"I'll shut up, I'll shut up now. Junior Brother can vent his grievances immediately, just spare me a breath, please, just one breath..." Gu Yue pleaded.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, do you know that Chen Qi, Lan Han, Xiao Chong, and whoever else, Chang Yi, are all waiting for you on Huangquan Road? If they saw you before death, they'd be ashamed to associate with you. They didn't throw away all dignity for survival, standing firm and unyielding, not losing face for Holy Sect Disciples in comparison." Wu Hen said.
"I'm different from them..." Gu Yue instinctively replied.
"You always considered yourself superior, above this stinking human nest. Other lives indeed seemed no more valuable than cockroaches and insects, easily discarded. But you were different, noble and bound for greatness, possibly becoming like Master, exterminating lesser beings with a wave of the hand? So you are more arrogant and cold-blooded, and more afraid of death than anyone else!" Wu Hen spoke these words.
In that moment, Gu Yue felt the surge of Wu Hen's overwhelming murderous intent.
Abandoning all dignity and bottom lines still couldn't save his pitiful life.
"Swish, swish, swish!!"
With a clenched fist, Wu Hen unleashed the Black Frost Thorns, piercing through Gu Yue's skull like sharp knives, shattering his entire cranium, tearing apart his once arrogant face, even destroying his begging eyes!
The degrading proposal was appealing, but that could wait for the next life. Maybe his reincarnation would indeed be a mangy dog with broken bones, yet clinging to life?
The two halves of the corpse were reduced to a heap of flesh and bones, fertilizer now; after all, he had been close to the Heavenly Light. Black Frost Seed even blossomed with Death Crystal Flowers, concealing Gu Yue's hideous death.
Wisps of essence blood were vaporizing; with his Spiritual Vision unopened, Wu Hen couldn't see this, but he could hear the essence blood being absorbed by his physique like medicinal steam little by little.
The Holy Embryo grew more substantial, as if, having just broken through, it was poised to transform into a Holy Infant.
His tendons, bones, and skin were being refined. Although he didn't know how powerful a Fourth Rank Physique was, Wu Hen felt himself approaching that realm, merely needing some digestion and tempering time.
It was as if the genetic limits were breaking layer by layer. Going forward, with steady progress, his body could be honed to be godlike, rivaling the heavens and the sun and moon.
Little Yi also savored this soul breath close to Heavenly Light. From its inadvertent display of delight, Wu Hen could sense Little Yi was pleasantly surprised, delighted to feast without utilizing the Black Divine Material!
The host was becoming more extraordinary!
"Eat up, eat up, there's plenty of such delicacies ahead. Since you follow me, how could I let you go hungry?" Wu Hen laughed, seeing Little Yi morph into a Little Witch Dragon, and couldn't help but pat its swaying little tail while it feasted.
That little tail unexpectedly had a real texture.
Though it appeared smooth as jade, it felt furry to the touch, so soothing!
Rarely did Little Yi ignore Wu Hen, focusing on replenishing its energy.
After satisfying his urge to pet, Wu Hen expanded his listening sense, searching for the last remaining enemy.
On the sea of broken limbs, Qing Meng stood gracefully proud on the waves, clad in clean clothes.
In mid-air, Mingyi's fighting clothes formed wings of air currents, hovering above Qing Meng like a dragonfly. She breathed deeply, her exquisite cheeks covered in fine sweat.
"Is this all you've got? Last time I let you slip from my grasp, this time I won't let you go!" A smile devoid of warmth emerged on Qing Meng's face.