“What is he doing?”
Bai Xueqing muttered.
Well, although she was also stunned and curious about how Bai Zihan was able to walk casually, more than that, she was getting annoyed by Bai Zihan’s behavior.
From her perspective, Bai Zihan was wasting his time with Mo Tianji when he could very well go to the next trial and gain a significant advantage over the other competitors.
But no, he wasn’t in a hurry at all.
It seemed like humiliating Mo Tianji and asserting his dominance was far more important than some Immortal Emperor’s inheritance.
“Hehe… Bai Zihan just doesn’t change, does he?”
Chu Ziyan laughed at her best friend complaining.
In recent days, Bai Zihan had changed so much that she began to doubt whether he was still the same person she remembered.
But when Bai Zihan began to do dumb stuff like this, she was reassured that he was the same, though he had become much stronger.
His recent power might make anyone doubt, but his personality and actions were pretty much the same as always.
“Mo Tianji, Mo Tianji! Are you really being a Saint just because you’re called ‘Saint’ by your people?”
Bai Zihan teased again.
Bang!
A kick to Mo Tianji’s abdomen sent him flying across the room, making him vomit blood.
Not because of the kick, but because he couldn’t cultivate while being kicked, and the Qi in the air overflowed in his body.
“Hmmm… Your body is really weird.”
Bai Zihan muttered.
By then, anyone else would’ve been crippled, but Mo Tianji’s body recovered instantly.
Well, Bai Zihan had a lot of time to test the limits of Mo Tianji’s body and began a wave of what could only be called abuse.
“Hah… hah… Bai Zihan, I’ll kill you!”
Mo Tianji, soaked in his own blood, angrily declared.
Not like Bai Zihan cared—because if he did, he would have stopped way before turning him into such a spectacle.
Mo Tianji’s current appearance could only be described as pitiful—to the extent that even those who hated him pitied his situation.
Zhao Chen and their alliance couldn’t help but shiver as they watched Mo Tianji get tortured by Bai Zihan.
They also feared that after Bai Zihan was done with Mo Tianji, they might be next, considering what they did earlier.
Li Feng couldn’t help but get angrier. Just how was Bai Zihan making him feel inferior time and again?
Was his revenge just going to stay a dream?
On the other hand, Dugu Lianxin—who was closer to Mo Tianji and Bai Zihan—couldn’t help but feel a bit of fear toward Bai Xueqing’s brother.
Indeed, even the Saintess of the Demonic Sect couldn’t help but feel fear watching Bai Zihan torture Mo Tianji like he was a helpless child.
At first, she felt like laughing, watching Bai Zihan slap Mo Tianji, thinking he deserved it.
Then she felt lucky she didn’t antagonize Bai Zihan—although he might still feel the need to take revenge on her if his relationship with Bai Xueqing was good, which she knew it wasn’t.
But slowly, as Bai Zihan mercilessly turned Mo Tianji into a pool of blood, she couldn’t help but feel terrified.
His madness, his mercilessness, and even the amused expression he wore as he watched Mo Tianji suffer—it was akin to what they, the Demonic Cultivators, were known for.
But even they wouldn’t ignore an Immortal Emperor’s Inheritance just to torture a single person.
“I am done with the experiment!”
Bai Zihan declared after having beaten Mo Tianji into a puddle of blood.
He was comparing how good Mo Tianji’s refined body was compared to his own Primordial Chaos Body.
Well, Mo Tianji’s body could be called one of the best, but it still wasn’t as powerful as his.
Though the recovery rate of his body could be said to be insane, it didn’t seem to increase his strength.
Mo Tianji thought that meant the torture was finally coming to an end but then Bai Zihan took out his sword.
“Now, I don’t need you.”
Bai Zihan coldly said.
Yes, he wasn’t going to let Mo Tianji live. Now that it was the optimal place for him, wasn’t it time to take out his enemies and potential competitors?
Well, it would have been too easy if that were the case.
“Bai Zihan, we can talk!”
Mo Tianji said, terrified.
But Bai Zihan just got closer to Mo Tianji with a smile. Although the smile looked warm, everyone knew what Bai Zihan was about to do.
“Stop! I said STOP!”
Mo Tianji shouted, only for his words to fall on deaf ears.
He watched, horrified, as the demon in disguise—yes, even to him, a Demonic Cultivator—Bai Zihan was akin to a demon.
But then, the Immortal Emperor Feilian’s remnant spirit appeared!
“Halt!”
She commanded, and instantly Bai Zihan felt like he couldn’t move.
Still, he looked more annoyed than afraid.
Well, that was because he knew the spirit remnant wouldn’t kill him—even if she could.
“You are not allowed to fight or kill in this first trial.”
The spirit said.
When Mo Tianji heard those words, he was filled with relief, knowing that he didn’t have to suffer anymore.
“Hehe… I don’t think you mentioned something like this before.”
Bai Zihan said.
The emotionless soul remnant, for the first time, seemed kind of annoyed.
Indeed, there was no such rule as no fighting or killing—but that was because it was assumed to be impossible in this space, especially for weak cultivators.
They had to deal with the sudden influx of Qi, which even Spirit Formation Realm cultivators couldn’t ignore.
Much less fight—one couldn’t even move unless they were very talented.
But what was unexpected was someone who could ignore the overwhelming Qi without any problems.
It was a problem—because that person could potentially kill all the other competitors, not needing any further trials since he would be the only one left.
This went against what Immortal Emperor Feilian had planned.
So, her soul remnant intervened when Bai Zihan was about to kill Mo Tianji.
Now, even after she said that, Bai Zihan didn’t seem willing to listen.
“If there was something like this, you should’ve said so earlier, don’t you think?”
Bai Zihan fearlessly challenged the remnant of Immortal Emperor Feilian.
“Then it shall be from now on!”
She said shamelessly.
After all, she was just a remnant of the original soul—created only to make sure the inheritance went as planned.
She didn’t care what Bai Zihan or anyone else thought about additional rules—and even Bai Zihan couldn’t argue against that.
“So what would happen if I kill him?”
Bai Zihan asked, though it was more like testing the extent of what she was willing to do.
“Then you shall be expelled from the trial.”
She replied.
“Is that so? Mo Tianji, you’re pretty lucky, aren’t you?”
Bai Zihan said while patting Mo Tianji’s head.
Mo Tianji’s anger exploded, and he took the chance.
“Immortal Emperor, isn’t he attacking me? He should be expelled!”
Mo Tianji demanded.
“Hey, hey! You call this an attack?”
Bai Zihan asked.
“…”
“Unless you are injured or possibly lose your life, it doesn’t count. Then remember my words.”
She disappeared after that.
“Tsk! She definitely doesn’t know what fun is!”