The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live-Chapter 876: Tantai Ming Tortures He Beimu

"Quite stubborn," Tantai Ming remarked.

At this moment, Tantai Ming’s face was already covered with his terrifying mask, featuring a ghastly visage with fangs.

He Beimu couldn’t see his face and was also unable to recognize him from his changing voice.

"Who are you? Are you that beast?" He Beimu gritted his teeth, like a wild beast ready to strike.

"Which beast?"

"The one who killed my parents!"

"Oh, so you have another enemy who killed your parents? Fine, you can think of me as them," Tantai Ming didn’t mind being falsely accused at all.

"What do you mean? Are you playing with me?"

"Because you’ll start to hate me soon, it won’t make any difference whether I am your parents’ killer or not."

Tantai Ming, seeing the frightened and astonished look on He Beimu’s face, just smiled as if he was thoroughly enjoying it.

Following that, Tantai Ming ordered Achou to hang He Beimu on the rack, then began to apply the torture devices.

Initially, Achou was somewhat cautious, not daring to be too harsh.

He only dared to whip He Beimu lightly a couple of times.

He Beimu didn’t even frown, he had practiced martial arts since childhood, and had sustained numerous injuries; he could endure ordinary superficial wounds.

Seeing that such a degree of pain was ineffective, Achou then increased his strength and varied his methods of torment.

He Beimu was stubborn, even though his head was dripping with cold sweat and his body couldn’t stop trembling, he still refused to scream in agony.

Tantai Ming made a gesture to pause Achou.

"Truly a little wolf cub, born with the nature of a wolf," Tantai Ming commented.

"What is your real purpose?" He Beimu asked weakly, but his eyes were still defiant.

"My purpose is to see your master."

"What master? Are you looking for Susu?"

"I already sought Susu, and failed. Now I can only look to you."

"The person who kidnapped Susu last time was also you!"

"It was, does that make you angrier and more eager for revenge?"

"Release me! If you dare, fight me one-on-one!" He Beimu grew increasingly ferocious, with bloodshot eyes.

"I won’t fight you; you aren’t yet worthy. Just wait until you call your master," Tantai Ming said, then ordered Achou to continue.

Achou’s blows became even harsher than before.

He Beimu’s consciousness began to blur as if his spirit was about to leave his body.

Seeing He Beimu barely hanging on, Achou asked with some concern, "Boss, shall we continue? Even though he is unusually strong, he won’t be able to endure much longer."

"Keep hitting," Tantai Ming directed without hesitation.

The torture devices were used on He Beimu once again.

There were no longer any unmarred inches of skin on his body.

Scars were everywhere, and his clothing was soaked with blood.

Even so, he still did not beg for mercy.

Achou was worried, fearing that He Beimu couldn’t keep going, since the boss didn’t intend for him to die.

Suddenly, He Beimu’s body began to tremble, the frequency and amplitude of the shaking growing more and more intense.

Achou quickly stepped back.

He Beimu thought he was going to die, but as his consciousness began to fade, a warm current emerged from the depth of his dantian, slowly flowing toward his limbs and saturating every meridian, every vein, every cell he had, bathing his injured body.

The pain seemed to dissipate in an instant; his entire body became incredibly supple, so supple it felt as though he was lying on clouds.

Why is this happening?

Fragments of memory began to surface in He Beimu’s mind...