Chapter 353: Chapter 353: Unclean Ecstasy (15)_1
Time ticked away by the minute and second.
Brother Benji indeed displayed top-notch composure, even though his entire face was submerged in the soup bowl, he didn’t utter a single sound.
He even adjusted his position to make himself more comfortable.
“Don’t mess around!”
However, Fu Qian’s sudden action had startled Lanaia.
With the situation already this chaotic, they certainly couldn’t just watch as Fu Qian drowned him.
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“How can you call it messing around?”
Fu Qian revealed a smile akin to that of a deranged killer.
“This is a legitimate technique, the legendary extreme pressure, understand?”
He looked down at Benji, who was completely relaxed.
“Brother Benji believes that we won’t kill him, knowing that no matter what we do, we will definitely stop before he reaches his limit.”
“This gives him the confidence to defy any threat, and even derive pleasure from restraining his fear of death.”
“It is indeed a very logical thing, but there’s a problem.”
“The word ‘limit’ is a very serious concept, one that cannot be arbitrarily defined by those who have never experienced it.”
“And before that, are you so sure that your restraint will always overcome fear?”
“Is there really not a moment of doubt that I might actually kill you without considering the consequences?”
No sooner had Fu Qian finished speaking than the head he was pressing seemed to move slightly, but then it promptly returned to calm.
“Brother Benji is truly enjoying himself,”
Fu Qian said with a tone of great satisfaction.
“No need to thank me, it’s all in a day’s work.”
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Witnessing this absurd scene, Lanaia clenched her fists, uncertain of how to react.
“This is why laying the groundwork is so important.”
Fu Qian shook his head as he looked at her.
“If I had done this directly at Qiao Yanchuan’s place, you would quite likely have intervened already.”
Whew!
After glaring at Fu Qian for a long while, Lanaia finally let out a slow breath.
“Didn’t you say we were pressed for time, and yet here you are doing this?”
“That’s because the route I chose is likely the most efficient one.”
While saying this, Fu Qian let out a low burst of laughter.
Meanwhile, Benji, who was in the midst of a peak experience, shivered, expelling a string of bubbles.
“Enough, he can’t take much more! Pull him up and we’ll ask him again,”
Lanaia said coldly.
“How can that be?”
Fu Qian’s facial expression was exaggerated.
“I can feel it, Brother Benji is utterly ecstatic right now.”
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Looking down at Benji, Lanaia observed that, as Fu Qian had said, he was in a state of peculiar calm.
He even seemed to be laughing, judging from the faint sounds he emitted.
But at the same time, there were streaks of blood in the clear soup.
“Enough! If we continue like this, there will be trouble!”
Lanaia, a woman of considerable mettle, decided to intervene directly when she saw that Fu Qian was unmoved.
However, as soon as she moved, a Dark Red Long Whip bristling with spikes flashed by, its eerie power forcing her back several steps.
At the same time, as Fu Qian applied more pressure with his other hand, Benji’s body stiffened.
“Sorry about that, I didn’t control my strength very well.”
While apologizing, there was no sign of remorse on Fu Qian’s face.
“Next time I might just snap his neck.”
Lanaia, ready to charge in again, stopped in her tracks when she heard this, no longer daring to act rashly.
“If you keep this up, no matter what your reason, both of us are going to be in big trouble!”
Lanaia tried to reason with him after intimidation failed.
“I know, but it’s okay,”
Fu Qian still wore an undiminished smile.
“And why don’t you learn from Brother Benji?”
“Since there’s nothing you can do, why not look for some enjoyment in the situation, like guessing how long before he reaches his limit?”
Uh!
As Fu Qian spoke, Benji’s body trembled again, as if he was engaged in some sort of psychological struggle.
But after a moment of struggle, his movements suddenly became violent.
Regrettably, due to the absolute difference in strength, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t move the slightest bit.
“This is what you call ‘happy feet’, right?”
Observing Benji’s body curved like a shrimp, Fu Qian came across as rather understanding.
Bang, bang!
Unable to move his head, Benji began to frantically slap around with his hands.
At the same time, Fu Qian also noticed a phenomenon: Benji’s body seemed to be rapidly switching between two states, sometimes tense and sometimes limp.
Amazing!
Not until Benji’s hands had lost all rhythm in their slapping did Fu Qian finally lift up his head and toss it to Lanaia.
The latter, catching the nearly dead Benji, had a complex expression as she patted him a few times.
The healing of a Middle Tier Transcendent was quite powerful, and Benji soon started to cough violently, spitting out clumps of blood.
“You… I… want to know… what… I… say…”
Barely having caught his breath, he struggled to speak.
“Brother Benji seems to lack enough practice to reach the limit,” Fu Qian remarked.
“Besides, I appreciate your sincerity, but I don’t really have anything to ask.”
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Even Lanaia was surprised by this.
The experience of transforming into hundreds of bats and flying was extremely unique. Each bat was under Lide’s control, but it was completely different from when he was in human form.
Transforming into bats was a type of transformation spell, consuming magic power only during the transformation. After transforming, no magic power was needed to maintain it, as long as there was stamina, flying for a day and night was not a problem.
The distance from the Far Mountain Range to Green City was neither too far nor too close.
About five hundred kilometers. After transforming into bats, Lide’s speed was over two hundred kilometers per hour. After two Sunshine Hours, he successfully arrived at the edge of the Far Mountain Range.
The Far Mountain Range stretched for tens of thousands of kilometers, being the longest mountain range in the southern part of the Nolan Empire.
The towering mountains separated the Nolan Empire from the Beastman Empire in the barren wasteland further south… The two massive countries only had a contact line of less than three hundred kilometers at the southernmost point.
An ancient castle was built deep in the Far Mountain Range, at an extremely hidden location.
This place was found by the Blood Clan Ancestor after searching for more than ten years in the Far Mountain Range, the terrain was exceptionally perfect.
A large number of bats flapped their wings along the mountain range, shuttling between the air currents and cold winds.
After another two Sunshine Hours, the bat swarm slowly stopped.
This was a steep mountain range, with an ancient castle built halfway up, flanked by two mountains at least three thousand blades high.
The massive castle was built against the steep mountainside, with the walls divided into two sections, one part being the mountain itself, standing five hundred blades high from the ground.
The second section was a wall built halfway up the mountain, over thirty blades high. This wall, made of anti-magic stone with sunken iron stone, could resist the damage of spells below Five Circle.
In front of the castle, there was only a three hundred blades wide road connecting to the mountain foot, with valleys of hundreds of blades deep on both sides.
Deep valleys and secluded streams.
In such a place, five hundred spellcasters would be enough to withstand an attack from tens of thousands of people.
A true natural barrier.
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Lide’s bat swarm swooped down, canceling the spell and reverting to human form after landing in front of the castle.
Looking at the thirty-blade-high wall built of sunken iron stone, he felt greatly relieved.
Although his current strength didn’t match the name of the Blood Clan Ancestor, the two hundred years of accumulation of the Blood Clan Ancestor was indeed a considerable fortune for Lide.
The walls above the castle were pitch dark, without any light.
The Bloodline were the Dark Night Goddess’ favorites, night vision was an innate talent, even clearer than during the day in the dark.
The secret sentries above became alert after detecting movement below.
“Who?!”
“No need to be tense, I’ve returned.”
Lide’s steady voice traveled far, causing the Bloodline above to immediately rejoice upon hearing it.
“Clan Leader.”
Lide’s form shifted again into bats, flying directly to the thirty-blade-high wall.
After Lide revealed himself, ten Bloodline on night duty surrounded him at once.
They respectfully placed a hand on their chests and bowed.
“Good night, Clan Leader.”
This branch of the Bloodline were all Lide’s blood descendants, akin to human descendants in a human family.
Bloodline couldn’t reproduce but could develop blood descendants through first embrace.
By injecting their own Bloodline into humans through fangs, they transformed humans into Bloodline.
This was the first embrace.
Each Bloodline could develop one first embrace annually, but each time would leave them weakened for a period.
In theory, the original body was transformed into the Blood Clan Ancestor two hundred years ago. Two hundred years of development should have resulted in more than two hundred blood descendants.
But after reviewing the Blood Clan Ancestor’s memory, Lide realized things were not that simple.
A hundred years ago, at the peak of its glory, the Bloodline had nearly three thousand members.
At that time, the Blood Clan Ancestor was level 14, close to breaking through to become a level 15 Advanced Mage.
But such a large number not only represented power but also enormous supplies.
Each Bloodline needed to feed at least once a month, which meant nearly three thousand civilians around the Far Mountain Range had to be hunted by the Bloodline each month.
The horrific death rate caused great terror in the villages and towns near Green City, also angering the most powerful force in Green City, the Extraordinary Mage Rock Hart, who was above the Great Mage, at level 20.
Three thousand Bloodline were besieged by Green City’s army, their other castle in the Far Mountain Range was breached, and only over a hundred clan members escaped in the end.
At that time, the extraordinary mage of Green City, Rock Hart, a powerful being who tamed magic, single-handedly slaughtered over a thousand Bloodline.
The fear still lingered in the hearts of the Bloodline.
In that battle, the Blood Clan Ancestor was severely wounded by the Extraordinary Mage, falling from level 14 to level 5, taking a full hundred years to heal.
It was that battle that made the Blood Clan Ancestor realize the prowess of the Extraordinary Mage, thus deciding to infiltrate Green City to study magic systematically.
After reviewing the Blood Clan Ancestor’s memories, Lide felt slightly heavy-hearted. The survival pressure on the Bloodline was far greater than he had imagined.
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Given the content of the conversation, Lanaia, who had been silently watching by the side, couldn’t help but glance over.
Four months ago, wasn’t that when Qiao Yanchuan encountered the Silver-Faced Man?