Chapter 376: Chapter 373: Hurry Up and Hit Me

"Mo Qi, don’t take it too far! This is the Feng Family estate, not your Mo family home!"

Feng Liang, putting on a brave face, had no choice but to resort to this threat.

However, Mo Qi was completely unmoved. In fact, his smile only widened.

He grabbed Feng Liang’s ankle, gently swung his arm, and sent Feng Liang’s body swaying from side to side, his head scraping back and forth against the sharp edges of the rock.

Feeling the chilling sensation on the back of his head, Feng Liang’s face darkened.

’Damn it! If you’ve got the guts, let me down and we’ll fight one-on-one!’

Seeing this, Feng Lun and the others’ expressions changed, and they wanted to stop Mo Qi from continuing his rampage.

After all, just as Feng Liang had said, he was the Feng Family’s number one prodigy with the purest bloodline. No harm could be allowed to befall him.

However, the Immortal Ancestor stopped them all with a single glance.

"Ancestor!"

Feng Lun wanted to say more, but the Immortal Ancestor cut him off. "With me here, there is no need to worry. All of you just wait quietly."

Since the Immortal Ancestor had spoken, the crowd could only watch helplessly, no matter how unwilling they were.

In response to Feng Liang’s pleading gaze, they could only offer helpless expressions that said, ’There’s nothing we can do, you’re on your own.’

’Little fellow, let’s see what else you’re capable of!’ The Immortal Ancestor thought, his eyes filled with anticipation as he watched Mo Qi.

At that moment, a paper letter lay inside his Storage Ring. The signatory was Liu Hong.

Very few in the entire Hall of Envoys knew that Liu Hong and the Feng Family’s Immortal Ancestor had a very good private relationship.

It was precisely because of the groundwork laid by Liu Hong’s letter that the Immortal Ancestor was now giving Mo Qi special consideration, even to the point of not pursuing the matter of the exploded ancestral tomb.

Of course, this was all on the condition that Mo Qi’s performance was as stunning as Liu Hong had described in his letter.

"Hah!"

Mo Qi let out a short cry, then swung Feng Liang like a sandbag and began to smash him violently against the large rock at his feet.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

The giant rock shattered into pieces. Feng Liang cried out in agony, and it was impossible to tell if the accompanying cracking sounds came from the stone or from inside his body.

Or perhaps, from both.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Mo Qi’s motions of lifting and smashing grew swifter, until Feng Liang was nothing but a series of afterimages in his hands.

The ground trembled, and the shattered rock sank into the earth.

Feng Liang felt as if he were being trampled by an army of thousands, a suffocating, agonizing pain radiating from every inch of his skin and flesh.

His head especially. He had no idea if Mo Qi was doing it on purpose.

Every moment, his face made intimate contact with the sharp edges of the stone hundreds of times.

It was as if someone was forcefully dragging countless sharp spikes across his face.

Feng Liang was utterly miserable. The unbearable pain made him want to scream, but he didn’t dare open his mouth.

He was afraid that the moment he did, all of his teeth would be smashed to bits.

Streams of hot liquid flowed from his body, steaming and scarlet red.

It was Feng Liang’s blood!

Mo Qi suddenly stopped, focusing his vision to carefully examine Feng Liang.

Just as Feng Liang thought it was all over and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Mo Qi spoke.

"Not enough. Still not enough!"

When Feng Liang heard this, he nearly wet his pants.

’This still isn’t enough? Are you fucking trying to kill me?!’

"You piece of trash from the Mortal District, just you wait! I won’t let you get away with this!" Feng Liang roared furiously.

"Oh? You still have the strength to threaten me? Looks like your foundation isn’t half bad."

"Fuck you—"

Feng Liang was only halfway through his curse when a sea urchin-shaped Medicinal Pill appeared in Mo Qi’s hand and was promptly shoved into his mouth.

That’s right, it was shaped like a sea urchin!

It was pitch-black, the size of an adult’s fist, and covered in sharp spikes.

The moment the Medicinal Pill entered his mouth, Feng Liang was rendered speechless.

Not because it was delicious, but because the spikes on the pill had pierced his tongue.

"Down you go!"

Before he could even react, Mo Qi landed a flying kick right at the junction of Feng Liang’s chin and throat.

CRACK!

GULP!

Two strange sounds rang out, one after the other.

The first was the sound of Feng Liang’s jaw dislocating; the second was him swallowing the entire sea urchin-shaped Medicinal Pill.

"Ngh—!!!"

Feng Liang did a carp-like flip, violently breaking free from Mo Qi’s grasp. He straightened his back, craning his neck and raising his head high like a fat goose.

He gasped for air, his eyes bloodshot, a ridiculously strong will to survive etched on his face.

"Don’t fidget, it’s not over yet!"

Mo Qi grabbed the back of Feng Liang’s neck with one hand and lifted him up like a chick.

"Don’t... don’t..."

His mouth full of bloody foam, Feng Liang barely managed to squeeze out those two words. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

He could feel a sharp object slowly descending down his esophagus.

It was a form of torture that pierced the heart, the intestines, the stomach—pierced through everything.

"Here we go!"

Mo Qi lifted Feng Liang high into the air and slammed him forcefully onto the ground.

"No!"

Feng Liang roared, but it changed nothing.

BOOM!

A dense, spiderweb-like network of cracks spread across the ground, with Feng Liang at its center.

PSST!

A mouthful of hot blood sprayed from Feng Liang’s mouth, falling back down and covering his own face.

His consciousness began to fade. Feng Liang’s eyes rolled back in his head as he was about to pass out.

At that critical moment, Mo Qi sent a huge slap across his face.

SLAP!

A peculiar Energy flowed from Mo Qi’s hand into Feng Liang’s body.

Feng Liang felt a jolt run through his body. His consciousness returned instantly, and the blood within him began to stir restlessly.

SLAP!

Mo Qi followed up with a backhand slap.

Not only was Feng Liang not angry, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

He discovered that after being slapped by Mo Qi, the bloodline within him—which should have needed a long period of settling before it had any chance of transforming—had actually begun to awaken ahead of schedule.

Not only that, but this awakened power was now resonating directly with his flesh and blood, and it had begun to assimilate the blood in his body.

This was the prelude to a deep awakening of his bloodline!

Feng Liang wasn’t an idiot, so he quickly realized this was all related to Mo Qi.

’So, you’re saying all the pain and humiliation he inflicted on me was actually to help me awaken?’

It was unbelievable, but Feng Liang had to accept it.

The proof was right in front of him.

SLAP!

Another slap. But this time was different. Feng Liang actively leaned into it, turning his face to offer a better angle and posture for Mo Qi to strike.

"Again!" Feng Liang shouted excitedly.

The deep awakening of his bloodline was just one step away.

Just one more slap from Mo Qi and he would successfully break through.

However, Mo Qi’s raised hand stopped in mid-air and remained there, unmoving.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and hit me!" Feng Liang yelled, looking up.

But all he saw was Mo Qi’s mocking gaze and the dumbfounded expressions of the onlookers, who looked as if they had seen a ghost.

’What the hell is this?’

’Did he get addicted to being beaten?’

Unless it was the final moment, outsiders couldn’t perceive the changes of a bloodline awakening, so Feng Liang’s actions left many people completely baffled.

’What’s up with him?’

’Our family’s number one prodigy has this kind of fetish?’

"If I hit you just because you ask, wouldn’t I lose a lot of face?" Mo Qi said with a pout.

Feng Liang was about to go crazy.

’Bro!’

’Big Bro!’

’My dear lord!’

’What in the world are you trying to do?’

A deep bloodline awakening was a rare opportunity that couldn’t be forced. Even with the help of the Ancestral Pool, Feng Liang didn’t have a one hundred percent certainty of success.

But now, success was within his grasp!