I Am A Dignified Immortal Emperor, But The Sect Actually Let Me Marry

Meanwhile.

Within Extreme Emptiness.

Xing Feng.

As an existence that would make the disciples of Extreme Emptiness Sacred Land tremble, Xing Feng is responsible for administering punishment to anyone who violates the dignity of Extreme Emptiness.

This also includes disciplining the erring disciples of Extreme Emptiness Sacred Land.

The difference between the two is that the former is imprisoned in Xing Feng's dungeon.

The latter are mostly sent to the Cliff of Reflection, unless there are serious offenses that concern Xing Feng.

For example, some disciples with improper thoughts, who like to sneak a peek at the thighs of female disciples during summer and secretly borrow their intimate clothing at night.

Scum like this.

Must be arranged for Xing Feng and subjected to his ten tortures.

These tortures include, but are not limited to, chili water and the tiger bench.

Of course, such disciples with improper conduct are in the minority.

At this moment.

In the deepest part of the dungeon.

Xiao Yan is bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, with heavy shackles on his hands and feet, huddled in a corner like a defeated lion.

His eyes are lifeless, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Tears still flow uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

"Hey?! What kind of elixir did the Saint Child refine that turned Xiao Yan into this state!"

"Tsk tsk, neither human nor ghost, still sobbing like a woman, not saying a word."

"Hush!"

"How can you speak like that?"

"What do you mean by sobbing like a woman?!"

"He's a woman now!"

"Yes, hahaha!"

The two disciples guarding Xiao Yan stand together, teasing him, their eyes showing no pity, but rather a hint of gloating.

Damn it!

Just focus on cultivating!

Why did you have to compete with the Saint Child in alchemy!

Even if you compete in alchemy, you still ended up hurting someone!

And you even wanted to snatch the elixir in the end?!

Why don't you just ascend to the heavens?!

So arrogant before, where is that now?!

Listening to the conversation between the two, Xiao Yan doesn't even lift his eyelids. He has become completely numb, his mind filled with memories of fear and humiliation.

Just mere mockery.

What does it matter?

He has already lost everything.

Even the Kun is gone.

What meaning does life have anymore?!

Just let it be.

Death would be a relief.

Oh heavens!

Put an end to this miserable life of mine.

Seeing Xiao Yan completely ignoring their mockery and ridicule, both guards feel dissatisfied, as if they had punched cotton with all their strength.

They exchange glances.

"Damn it!"

"Let's punish this kid!"

"Teach him a lesson!"

The two of them smirk and approach Xiao Yan, each grabbing one of his legs.

The sudden physical contact brings Xiao Yan back to his senses instantly.

In a dull voice, he asks, "What do you want to do?!"

"What do we want to do?!"

"We've disliked you for a long time. Today, we'll kill you!"

"You want to take matters into your own hands?!"

Xiao Yan's voice remains calm, as if he is stating a fact rather than questioning.

"Hehe, if you're scared, call us 'sir', maybe we'll spare your life!"

Xiao Yan shifts his gaze, still looking half-dead, paying no attention to the two of them, allowing them to manipulate his body.

It's just personal punishment. His heart is already in enough pain, his spirit already tortured enough. What does a mere physical punishment matter?

"Aren't you afraid?!" one disciple asks in surprise.

Xiao Yan remains silent.

"He's a man!"

"I hope you'll still be this tough later. I'll respect you as a man!"

Only then does Xiao Yan slowly turn his head and say, "Even if I endure countless tortures, I, Xiao Yan, will not utter a word!"

Although I have lost my manhood,

Lost my chastity,

But I am still a man!

After saying that,

The pupils of the two disciples contracted, and a hint of admiration appeared in their eyes. They glanced at each other and said, "Alright, since that's the case, let's begin!"

Then, they quickly took off the boots from Xiao Yan's feet and each took out a chicken feather!

Wait!

Hey hey!

What are you guys doing?

Xiao Yan panicked.

"Hoho!"

"Kuku... Stop!"

"Kukukuku..."

After a while,

The two guarding disciples threw the feathers aside, patted the dirt off their buttocks, completely ignoring Xiao Yan, whose face was twitching from laughter, and walked away.

It's time for a meal.

Before leaving, one of the disciples spat at Xiao Yan and said, "You woman!"

Xiao Yan: "........"

The prison returned to silence.

After a while, Xiao Yan gradually calmed down. The stench of filth lingered in his nose as he looked around carefully.

The surroundings were pitch black, with no windows or ventilation. The only source of light was the burning candles, making the visibility extremely dim.

There were prisoners everywhere, with disheveled hair.

Without exception, they were all wearing special shackles and handcuffs, dirty all over, like beggars on the street.

Xiao Yan felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

He never expected that this would be the outcome.

Sigh!

At this moment, a voice came from the opposite side: "Little sister, what did you do to be locked up here? Tell your good brother!"

Xiao Yan glanced over and saw that the person speaking was thin and clean compared to the other prisoners, although he was also a lower-ranked prisoner.

With a rat-like appearance and a lewd gaze, he seemed like a street rat.

I never thought that I would end up being a lower-ranked prisoner like this person.

"What's wrong, little sister? Tell your brother, and he will comfort you!" The voice made Xiao Yan feel nauseous, and he couldn't help but shout, "Get lost!"

"Hey!"

"The little girl has quite a temper!"

The rat-like person seemed to be getting excited, with a sinister gleam in his eyes. "Little sister, brother advises you to speak nicely, or else I won't be polite."

Xiao Yan sneered and rolled his eyes.

Being a lower-ranked prisoner,

I can't even protect myself.

And you're threatening me with words?

How ridiculous!

Seeing that Xiao Yan ignored him, the rat-like person laughed a few times and then casually untied the restraints on his hands and feet.

He walked straight towards Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan trembled all over.

His eyes were filled with disbelief!

The rat-like person grinned and said, "Little sister, I forgot to tell you. I am a disciple of the Extreme Emptiness Sacred Land. I was locked up here because I made a mistake. This so-called imprisonment is just a restricted area for me to move around."

"Kekeke~"

"What... What do you want?"

Vivid memories surged like a tide, and Xiao Yan's face turned pale. He retreated to the corner, trembling uncontrollably.

"What do you think?" After a while, the rat-like person held a bitter tea seed in his hand and happily put on his handcuffs and shackles, sniffing a few times in between.

Then, he turned to Xiao Yan and said, "You're quite perverted, little sister. You actually like to dress as a man, tsk tsk~"

Xiao Yan silently pulled up his pants.

Leaving behind tears of humiliation.

At this moment, a sigh sounded in his mind.

"Ah!"

"Child, you've suffered!"

....

Brothers, I solemnly declare that I am not blackening Xiao Yan. He was just the first character that came to mind when I wanted to write about a classic character.

I, Fuyuan, swear to the heavens that I only used his material, but I really didn't blacken him for the sake of blackening.

Also, if anyone has any suggestions for what they want to see in "Tianming's Son," feel free to speak up here.