The Legend of the Dragon King

“What I hate the most is this world. My name is Loathe. Remember my name, Old Demon Loathe. I’ll bring you suffering. Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times more suffering.”

In the next moment, Yue Zhengyu was raised up. Then, a leather whip wetted with water lashed mercilessly against his body.

Up until then, Yue Zhengyu had always thought that he could endure pain quite well. However, after Old Demon Loathe, he realized that he was wrong. He had no idea that there was such a multitude of methods to bring pain to others, or how ‘stimulating’ those methods were.

“Ahh!” His wails never stopped from the moment he was lifted up.

The intense pain constantly stimulated his body and spirits. Yue Zhengyu struggled desperately as he tried to free himself. However, he could only look on as his skin was split open and his flesh broke forth. All he could do was watch helplessly as his nails were removed and his body gradually reduced to fragments. Slowly, he was at the gate of death.

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Tang Wulin’s eyes were slowly losing their focus. He had undergone three months of torture by now. The life energy inside him was extremely vigorous, but his spirits were obviously shaken. He was in such a state that he was filled with fear every time he saw something wriggle.

Even when he felt the life energy contained within such ‘food’, to him, for such a wonderful thing to be associated with this kind of suffering was unthinkable. How could he accept that?

Even so, he still braved on. For his companions, he had no choice but to continue. He had only this one thing on his mind. Regardless of whatever torture, he had to withstand it. He had to rescue his friends.

He had endured for three months by relying on his firm determination. He endured until Old Demon Devour finally let him go.

As he ate the various ‘foods’ presented before him by the mouthful, Tang Wulin was already numbed. There was only a sliver of intelligence in the depths of his eyes.

The edge of Old Demon Devour’s lips twitched as well.

As the first recipient of his torture among the Shrek Seven Monsters, he was initially very pleased with Tang Wulin’s reactions. He had also genuinely felt an intense pleasure throughout the process of torturing Tang Wulin.

However, he noticed a problem after that. This fellow sure knew how to eat.

When his spirits were already numbed, he started to display his appetite after being ordered to eat the disgusting meals.

The most terrifying instance was when he consumed a seven-meter python, as thick as a thigh, all by himself.

After he had eaten the python, Tang Wulin’s own body reacted. Under the violent surging of his bloodline aura, his scales were emerging uncontrollably. However, he could still eat, and his appetite was only increasing.

Old Demon Devour was very pleased with torturing Tang Wulin. However, he pitied Tang Wulin as well. This fellow’s appetite was more terrifying than the little fatso. Although the fatso ate a lot as well, he had tossed him to Old Demon Loathe long ago because he was not even tortured. On the other hand, this fellow before him was clearly in so much suffering that he wished he were dead, but still, that appetite of his was truly terrifying.

He ate so much. So very much…

Old Demon Devour thought time and time again to torture him in revenge for eating such an enormous amount. However, in the end, he realized that if this went on, the one who could not take it anymore would be himself and not Tang Wulin. This was a lot of high-grade nutrition! No matter how much life energy this place was filled with, the supply would never be enough to support such a rate of depletion! That was why he had no choice but to release Tang Wulin and tossed him to Old Demon Loathe.

“Do you know what I hate the most in this world?” Old Demon Loathe looked at Tang Wulin coldly.

Tang Wulin’s gaze was still slightly dazed. “Are we still eating?”

“Eat? Look at your pathetic self. You’ve been tortured to such a condition just by the petty tricks of Devour, and you need this demon to help you regain your spirits through pain. I hate this! I hate this so much! I hate this world! I hate everything!”

Tang Wulin was lifted up and the leather whip cracked mercilessly against his body.

“Pa!” The leather whip rebounded. Tang Wulin’s clothes were in shreds. A white mark was also left on the surface of his skin.

A white mark? Why was it not bloodied? Old Demon Loathe was slightly stunned. Unwilling to accept what had happened, he lashed out with the whip again. This time, he purposely increased the strength of the whip.

There was another white mark. No, to put it more precisely, it was the only white mark. The mark left behind by the first whip had disappeared…

This…

Naturally, Old Demon Loathe did not believe that this was truly happening. He whipped Tang Wulin’s body like a tempest and the marks formed complicated patterns on his body. However, when Old Demon Loathe wanted to change to another tool of torture, he noticed that the whip marks on Tang Wulin had vanished. Not even a single mark was left.

This…

What was happening?

Tang Wulin’s pupils started to focus. He no longer felt pain. He only felt the rich life energy within his body slowly starting to flow under the lash of the whip. It started to merge with his bloodline power. Throughout the process of merging together, an unusual pleasant feeling filled his limbs.

Up until then, his spiritual power had taken was painful blows. At this point, he finally felt comfortable, and his spirits finally relaxed somewhat.

He had been forced to eat those disgusting things for three months. From a certain sense, Tang Wulin had already sealed his own heart. That was how he was able to eat them. Naturally, he did not have the time to utilize his soul power and coordinate with his own bloodline power.

Under the stimulation from the external pain, the Mysterious Heaven Method and his bloodline power would protect his body of their own accord. Hence, they started flowing naturally and stimulated he gradual recovery of his spirits.

The sharp pang of pain came at this moment.

Old Demon Loathe had found a long steel nail from somewhere and stabbed Tang Wulin’s body with it. With his strength, the steel nail finally broke Tang Wulin’s skin. Faint traces of blood trickled out.

The stabbing pain was clearly more intense than the lash of the whip. Under this stronger stimulation, Tang Wulin’s Golden Dragon King bloodline and Mysterious Heaven Method’s power flowed more smoothly. Finally, his spiritual world started opening up.

What Old Demon Loathe saw was the small wounds from his jabs closing swiftly. They did not even form scabs before his skin returned to normal.

When he stabbed Tang Wulin’s body with the steel nail, he noticed that there seemed to be a glowing golden layer under Tang Wulin’s skin. His skin itself was extremely tough. When he pierced it with the steel nail, he could even feel Tang Wulin’s the skin swiftly hardening, as if his scales were about to surface.

He raised a hand to seal Tang Wulin’s soul power and the flowing of his bloodline. However, he could not seal his body’s instincts.

He fished out different instruments of torture ceaselessly and used them on Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin’s consciousness was finally completely restored. When he saw the busy Old Demon Loathe and the wounds that appeared on his body which swiftly closed up afterward, Tang Wulin only smiled coldly.

Pain?

He had already gotten used to this kind of pain when he started to learn to forge at the age of six. It was not that he did not fear pain, but his endurance was far superior to an ordinary person’s. Even a strong and powerful soul master could not compete with him in terms of endurance. Moreover, he had a powerful resistance.

The Golden Dragon King bloodline’s self-healing capabilities were too powerful. Tang Wulin’s body had incredible resistance whether it was against physical attacks or energy attacks.

Hence, Old Demon Loathe used each and every one of the torture tools he could find on Tang Wulin. However, what he got in return was a cold smile at the edge of the recipients’ lips.

How could any pain be worse than the heart-rending, lung-collapsing agony that came after charging against the Golden Dragon King seal? That pain came from within…