Elder Yu Heng's punishment for breaking the precepts spread like wildfire. There was no need to wait until the next morning. Almost everyone in the sect knew about it that very night.
If a normal person were to receive two hundred beatings, they would most likely be beaten to death.
Even if they were cultivators, it would be enough to make them suffer.
When Xue Meng heard this, he jumped up. "What?!
Master went to the Discipline Court? "
"Young Master, you should go and talk to the Sect Leader. Master was already injured. How could he withstand two hundred beatings?"
Xue Meng was about to go crazy. "My father?
No, my father is still in the Treading in Snow Palace. Even if he sent a messenger pigeon, it would take at least the next day to arrive.
Why didn't you stop Master? "
Mo Ran and Shi Mei glanced at each other.
Stop Chu Wanning?
Who in this world could stop him?
"No, no, I'll go find him now." Xue Meng anxiously ran toward the Discipline Court.
Before he entered the courtyard, he saw a group of Discipline Elder's disciples blocking the entrance to the main hall. They were whispering to each other.
"What are you all standing there for?
Get out of my way!
Get out of my way! "
"Young Master!"
"Ah, the Young Master is here."
"Make way, the Young Master is here."
The disciples quickly separated into two sides, making way for Xue Meng.
The doors to the Blue Sky Hall were wide open. Chu Wanning was kneeling inside. His body was straight, and his eyes were closed.
The Discipline Elder held his iron staff and recited the precepts of the Peak of Life and Death. Every time he finished reciting a precept, his iron staff would strike Chu Wanning's back.
"Our sect's ninety-first precept. Do not harm the innocent. Do not use immortal techniques on mortals. Do you have any complaints under my staff?"
"No complaints."
"Our sect's ninety-second precept. Do not act rashly. Do you have any complaints under my staff?"
"No complaints."
The Discipline Elder did not dare to be soft. He could only carry out his orders impartially.
After more than ninety strikes, Chu Wanning's white robes were completely soaked in blood.
Xue Meng respected Chu Wanning the most. Seeing this, his eyes turned bloodshot. He shouted, "Shizun!"
Chu Wanning turned a deaf ear to him. His eyes were still closed, and his brows were slightly furrowed.
The disciplinary elder looked at the door and said in a low voice, "Elder Yu Heng, the young master is here."
"I'm not deaf. I heard it." Chu Wanning's mouth was bleeding, but he didn't look up. "He's just a kid. Don't bother."
The Disciplinary Elder sighed. "… Yuheng, why are you doing this?"
"Who asked my disciple to be so disobedient?"
Chu Wanning said indifferently, "If I don't accept my punishment today, how will I have the face to discipline others in the future?"
"…"
"You may continue."
"Sigh …" The Disciplinary Elder looked at his pale and slender neck that peeked out from the wide collar. It hung down softly like smoke. He couldn't help but say, "Then at least be gentler?"
"… What's the difference between this and deception?" Chu Wanning said, "Don't worry. It's only two hundred strikes. I can take it."
"Elder Yu Heng …"
"Discipline, you don't need to say anymore. Continue."
The iron staff finally fell again.
Xue Meng's voice was distorted. "Disciplinary Elder!
You still won't fucking stop?
What do you think of this young master?
You're hitting my shizun!!
My shizun!!! "
The Disciplinary Elder could only brace himself and pretend he didn't hear.
Xue Meng was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. "Damn old man, did you not hear me?
This young master orders you to stop!
You, if you dare to hit him again, I, I, I — "
He stammered for a long time but couldn't think of anything to say. After all, he was only a fifteen-year-old boy. No matter how "blessed by the heavens" he was, his strength and experience were far inferior to the elders. He could only force out an unreasonable sentence with a red face.
"I'll tell my father!!!"
Disciplinary Elder, "…"
Chu Wanning sighed imperceptibly.
Ninety-seven strikes.
Ninety-eight strikes.
Ninety-nine strikes.
One hundred strikes …
His clothes were torn and the blood was glaring.
Xue Meng couldn't hold it in anymore.
He was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He was about to charge in recklessly. Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes and waved his hand. A barrier instantly slashed down and blocked the entrance. Xue Meng was bounced back a few steps and almost fell to the ground.
Chu Wanning coughed up blood and rolled his eyes. His sharp phoenix eyes glanced sideways.
"You're making a fool of yourself. Scram!"
"Shizun!"
Chu Wanning said sternly, "When did the Young Master of the Peak of Life and Death order the Disciplinary Elder to bend the law?
Hurry up and scram! "
Xue Meng stared at him. His eyes were wide open, and there seemed to be water droplets swirling inside.
Mo Ran rubbed his chin at the side. The corners of his mouth were still curled up. "Aiya, this is bad. Little Phoenix is going to cry."
Hearing this, Xue Meng suddenly turned around and fiercely glared at Mo Ran. His teary eyes were red, but he forced himself not to let the tears roll down.
He didn't complain and didn't talk back.
He got up from the ground and lowered his head. He gritted his teeth and brushed the dust off his body. Then, he knelt down in front of the Azure Sky Hall. "Shizun, this disciple knows his mistake."
Chu Wanning was still being tortured by the iron staff. His back was not bent, but his face was pale and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.
Xue Meng stubbornly said, "But I won't go. I will accompany Shizun."
After saying this, he knelt down and didn't get up.
Mo Ran rolled his eyes so hard that he could see the sky.
Xue Meng, Xue Ziming, a proud son of Heaven, but in front of Chu Wanning, he was lowly to the bone.
He was a phoenix in front of others, but in front of Shizun, he could become a quail.
If he wasn't sure that Xue Meng didn't like men, Mo Ran would have suspected that this guy had taken a fancy to Chu Wanning. That was why he was so dead set on following him.
When Shizun hit him on the left side of his face, this little quail would also shamelessly put his right face forward.
I give up, I give up.
He was really good at being a lackey.
Although he despised him in his heart, his cheeks were sore for some reason. Mo Ran stared at Xue Meng for a while. The more he stared, the more upset he felt. He felt that he couldn't let him express his loyalty all by himself.
Chu Wanning didn't like him to begin with. If Xue Meng made a scene like this, wouldn't Chu Wanning be even more biased in the future?
Thus, he simply knelt down beside Xue Meng.
"I will also accompany Shizun."
Shi Mei naturally followed suit and knelt down. The three disciples all knelt outside and waited.
When the disciples under the other elders heard the news, they all used various excuses to come to the Discipline Court to watch the show.
"Heavens, why is it Elder Yu Heng … …"
"I heard that he hit a normal person in a fit of anger."
"Ah!
So fierce? "
"Shh, be quiet. If Elder Yu Heng hears you, he'll beat you!"
Someone else said, "Why is Young Master kneeling?"
"Mo gongzi is kneeling as well..."
Mo Ran was handsome and had a sweet mouth. Who knew how many female cultivators had good intentions towards him. At this time, some of them couldn't help but feel pity for him. They whispered, "My heart aches for Young Master Mo. What should we do? Should we go and plead for him?"
"Let's not meddle in their affairs.
If you dare to go, then go. I'm a coward.
Do you still remember that Senior Sister who was whipped a few hundred times by Elder Yu Heng … "
"…"
After two hundred strikes.
The barrier was finally removed.
Xue Meng hurriedly got up from the ground and scrambled towards the Azure Heaven Hall. When he got close enough to see Chu Wanning's appearance, he was so angry that he let out an 'ah'. He turned around and grabbed the Disciplinary Elder's collar, "You damn old man, can't you hit me a little more gently?!"
"Xue Ziming."
Chu Wanning closed his eyes. His blood-stained lips opened and closed. His hoarse voice was filled with an invisible deterrence.
"..."
Xue Meng's knuckles cracked. He suddenly pushed the Disciplinary Elder and let him go.
At this time, Mo Ran also came. He was originally smiling, thinking that the Disciplinary Elder would definitely take Chu Wanning's identity into consideration and wouldn't hit him too hard.
But when he lowered his head and saw Chu Wanning's injuries, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
Chu Wanning actually didn't tell the Disciplinary Elder that his shoulder was injured?!
Those two hundred strikes, more or less, all landed heavily on the old scar on his shoulder.
The new wound stacked on top of the old one.
Chu Wanning, you...
Are you crazy?!
His pupils shrank. A strong resentment welled up in his heart.
Mo Ran didn't know what he was resentful about, or what he was angry about. He only felt a raging fire rising in his stomach, burning his five viscera and six bowels.
He was used to Chu Wanning being tortured to death by him, crushing his self-esteem and tarnishing his purity.
But Mo Ran couldn't stand that Chu Wanning's injuries were caused by someone else!
Probably because he hadn't forgotten the past, Mo Ran subconsciously felt that this person was his. Whether this person was dead or alive, hated or hated, it was all his.
He originally didn't care about Chu Wanning being punished. That was because he thought that since Chu Wanning was an Elder, the two hundred strikes wouldn't be a heavy punishment.
At the very least, it would avoid the wound on his shoulder that hadn't healed yet.
But Chu Wanning actually didn't say anything!
He actually didn't say anything!
What was this lunatic being stubborn about?
What was he enduring?
What was he stubbornly holding on to?!?
His mind was a mess. Mo Ran wanted to raise his hand to help him, but Xue Meng was one step ahead of him. He held Chu Wanning and helped him up.
"..." Mo Ran's hand hung in the air. After a while, he put it down again.
He watched as Xue Meng helped Chu Wanning walk away. He didn't know what to feel.
He wanted to follow them, but he wasn't willing to move.
What happened in the past was all in the past.
Now, Chu Wanning was only his Master.
Between them, there was no chaos, hatred, or romantic entanglement.
He shouldn't have such thoughts.
It didn't matter who hit Chu Wanning, who was supported, who was with whom, even if he was killed, it had nothing to do with him.
Shi Mei came to his side. "Let's go. We'll go with Young Master and take a look."
"I'm not going. It's enough that Xue Meng is here.
I can't help much. It'll only make things worse if there are more people. "Mo Ran's expression didn't change, but his heart was a little confused.
He really didn't understand what he was feeling now.