Chapter 355 - 331: Let Nie Tong Do It (Part 2)

Chapter 355: Chapter 331: Let Nie Tong Do It (Part 2)

"Mm... Fine! Since you want me to slap you too, make your vow!" Nie Yun feigned a moment of hesitation, then said as if steeling himself.

"I, Longxi, swear that as long as His Majesty Nie Yun helps me completely expel this poison, I will never raise a hand against him for the rest of my life. If I break this vow, may I never be able to advance to the Secret Realm!"

Fearing the young man would go back on his word, Longxi hurriedly spoke, repeating the same oath as Moh Wudao.

"Good. Let’s begin!"

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Seeing that he had made his vow, Nie Yun stepped forward, assumed the most comfortable stance, and once again let his hands fly, left and right. The flurry of slaps was like a raging storm, and it felt incredibly satisfying.

His Majesty Longxi’s poison was quite deep, requiring more than two hundred slaps before it was completely purged.

With the first and second cases as proof, the crowd gradually became believers and clamored to have their poison removed. After slapping each person, Nie Yun would be inwardly gloating, yet he’d feign exhaustion.

Seeing this, the others all rushed to offer up their precious Elixirs, Spirit Stones, and other treasures for Nie Yun to recover his strength.

These treasures were items they all relied on to save their lives and were incredibly precious. Although there weren’t many different types and the quantities were limited, each one was astonishingly valuable. The items from just a few people, when added up, were nearly comparable to raiding the Zi Qiong Mountain Range’s Treasure Vault once!

’Looks like I can get rich just by slapping people... Hmm, I should consider a career change in the future...’ Nie Yun’s face bloomed into a wide grin as he thought to himself.

Soon, seven of the eight people had been dealt with, leaving only Huangg Ling.

When it was Ti Tuxin’s and the Qi Emperor’s turns, Nie Yun deliberately put more force into his slaps, landing a full five hundred on each of them before he stopped.

The two of them were seeing stars from the slapping. Although they were burning with rage, they were helpless for the sake of getting cured.

In truth, none of these people were fools. They all knew Nie Yun was slapping them on purpose, but there was nothing they could do. First, the young man was stronger than them. Second, they had to be cured of the poison. If they really let this toxic Qi linger in their bodies, they could forget about searching for treasure and just lie here waiting to die.

"Your Majesty Nie Yun, please slap me!"

Seeing how vigorous and lively everyone else was after being slapped, Huangg Ling could no longer endure the poison’s torment. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to walk forward.

Just a short while ago, he had been uniting the others to kill this very same Nie Yun. Now, he was voluntarily asking the man to slap him. The tables had turned so fast that he was having trouble adjusting.

’Of course, I can only bury this hatred in my heart for now. I’ll settle the score once the old ancestor arrives!’

"Your Majesty Huangg Ling, I had a strange dream recently. A group of people surrounded and tried to kill me. Guess who they were?" Seeing the killing intent flickering deep in Huangg Ling’s eyes, Nie Yun didn’t expose him, but instead stretched lazily and asked suddenly.

"I am too ignorant to guess," Huangg Ling said, choking with anger.

At the Ultimate Venerable Level, many people would cultivate through the night, barely sleeping. With souls so powerful, it was practically impossible to dream. Huangg Ling knew he was spouting nonsense, but he didn’t dare to refute it.

"It was you, your old ancestor Huangg Chen, and a few others... and you’d never guess in a million years who those others were!" Nie Yun paused deliberately.

"What is Your Majesty Nie Yun saying? The Divine Holy Empire’s Imperial Family has a very harmonious relationship with you right now. How could we possibly try to kill you..." Huangg Ling gave a dry laugh.

"Heh, harmonious? I think you all desperately want to kill me," Nie Yun glanced at him.

"That... That... There’s no such thing..." Huangg Ling hurriedly waved his hands.

"No need to deny it so quickly. Aren’t you curious who I dreamt your old ancestor teamed up with?" Nie Yun asked deliberately.

"Since Your Majesty Nie Yun just said I wouldn’t be able to guess, then naturally I can’t guess..." Huangg Ling continued to wave his hands dismissively.

"It’s normal that you can’t guess, because even I didn’t expect it! The ones with your old ancestor Huangg Chen were actually the Zi Qiong Emperor and the Qi Emperor from the Zi Qiong Mountain Range!" Nie Yun said.

"Ah..." The words had barely left Nie Yun’s mouth when the Demon Beast that the Qi Emperor was disguised as let out an involuntary gasp.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and immediately suppressed it, not giving anything away.

"Heh! What is Lord Yun saying? Our Divine Holy Empire and the Zi Qiong Mountain Range are mortal enemies. How could we possibly ally with them... There must be some misunderstanding..." Huangg Ling looked awkward, hiding all his emotions deep within his eyes.

"I also know you couldn’t possibly cooperate. But it was just a dream, so don’t take it to heart! If humans were to truly cooperate with Demons, wouldn’t they be worse than pigs and dogs? They wouldn’t even qualify as beasts," Nie Yun chuckled and added casually.

After saying this, he saw Huangg Ling’s face turn as black as the bottom of a pot from suppressed anger.

Having had his fill of verbal sparring, Nie Yun knew he still had to cure Huangg Ling; otherwise, he would have no way of knowing how to enter the Inner Hall. He continued, "Actually, I should expel the poison for you immediately, but after so many treatments, the toxic Qi has invaded my heart and lungs. I must rest for three days to fully recover. How about this? I’ve already passed the Thousand Threads Poison-Removal Hand to my younger brother. Nie Tong, come over and expel the poison for Lord Huangg Ling. With your skills, it shouldn’t be a problem!"

"Me?" Nie Tong jumped in surprise.

’Detoxification? What the hell do I know about detoxification? This is the first time I’ve ever heard my brother mention this so-called Thousand Threads Poison-Removal Hand. How am I supposed to do it?’

"Just go over there and slap Huangg Ling as hard as you can. Leave the actual detoxification to me. I’m a bit tired, so I’m going to rest for a while. I’ll naturally expel the poison for him later."

Just as he was wondering what to do, Nie Tong heard Nie Yun’s Sound Transmission echo in his mind.

’Tired? Resting? Brother...’

Hearing his brother’s words, Nie Tong’s eyes reddened.

With his brother’s level of strength and vast True Qi, he definitely wouldn’t get tired even if he slapped people for an entire year. How could he possibly need to rest? He was clearly doing this so Nie Tong could take revenge with his own hands!

He had been captured by the Celestial God Association and subjected to endless torture, and Huangg Ling was the association’s ultimate leader. His brother had orchestrated all of this just to give him a chance to vent his fury!

Brother!

’You will always be my real brother, Nie Tong’s brother, for my entire life. You will always be the person I respect most. Even in death, that will not change!’

"Yes, Brother!" Understanding Nie Yun’s intentions, Nie Tong took two steps forward until he was in front of Huangg Ling. "Your Majesty Huangg Ling, I am a novice with the Thousand Threads Poison-Removal Hand and may not be very skilled yet. Please forgive me if I can’t expel the poison for you right away. But rest assured, I will try my very best to purge every last bit of poison from your body!"

"Fine. Come on!"

Seeing the expressions on the brothers’ faces, Huangg Ling had a good idea of what was happening. He clenched his jaw, looking like a martyr bravely facing his execution.

Being slapped was painful, but having the poison remain in his body was even more agonizing and could even threaten his life. Choosing the lesser of two evils, he naturally opted for the former.

"Since you have no objections, I’ll begin!"

A flash of hatred crossed Nie Tong’s eyes. He leaped into the air and, using both his left and right hands, began to slap Huangg Ling viciously.

CRACK! CRACK!

After a continuous, stormy barrage of slaps, Huangg Ling’s face swelled up again, resembling a soccer ball.