nucmednet Chapter 202 The Truth of What Happened Back Then (Bonus Chapter for Lu Li, the Lucky Koi)
Chapter 202 The Truth of What Happened Back Then (Bonus Chapter for Lu Li, the Lucky Koi)
"As expected... it really wasn't completely broken?" he murmured to himself, a hint of barely perceptible anxiety in his voice.
His fingers tightened slightly, then quickly loosened, as if he were suppressing his inner emotions.
The air in the sealed room seemed to freeze, with only the sound of the thin male chewing his food echoing in the air.
The Beast King stood before the stone bed, his gaze deep and cold, as if he were pondering something, or as if he were weighing something.
His suspiciousness and ruthlessness were on full display at this moment, as if everything in this secret room was just a piece on his chessboard, which could be discarded at any time.
His fingers unconsciously rubbed his cuffs, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.
The air in the secret chamber seemed to freeze, and the dim light of the luminous pearl reflected the Beast King's wrinkled face.
His eyes were cold and deep, like a bottomless pool of ice, devoid of any warmth.
He slowly walked to the stone bed and looked down at the female lying on it.
Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, like a soulless shell.
The Beast King's fingers gently caressed her neck, his fingertips icy cold, like the touch of death.
His movements were slow and gentle, as if he were admiring a fragile work of art, yet they carried a chilling coldness.
His fingers tightened slightly, and the female's neck seemed so fragile in his palm, as if a gentle pinch could end her life.
Just then, the male orc bound by chains suddenly began to struggle frantically.
The chains rattled as he lunged forward, his eyes filled with despair and rage.
His face was covered with hideous scars, but one could vaguely see that his features bore a resemblance to the Beast King.
A low growl escaped his throat, like the howl of a wild beast, but it could not conceal the helplessness and pain in his heart.
The Beast King released his grip, his gaze sweeping coldly over the struggling male, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
He lowered his eyes, his voice low and cold, as if he were narrating something insignificant: "Brother, you've always wanted to surpass me. Unfortunately, you're not talented enough to beat me with supernatural abilities, so you resorted to unorthodox methods."
His tone carried a hint of sarcasm, as if he were mocking the other party's stupidity and overestimation of their abilities.
He slowly walked up to the male bound by chains, looking down at him with no pity in his eyes: "Back then, your father gave you all his love, but what did it matter? In the end, I became the Beast King."
The Beast King's voice echoed in the secret chamber, carrying the arrogance and ruthlessness of a victor.
He tilted his head back and chuckled, his laughter filled with sarcasm and smugness, yet also revealing a hint of barely perceptible bitterness.
He looked down at the male who was chained up and continued:
"You went to learn the arts of witch medicine, only to find that witch medicine hospitals are not what you thought they were, and you can't control them at will!"
You've been seducing my holy maidens again, one after another, and even using the dark magic you've learned!
I want Mianmian, who is carrying both our children, to agree to have her bloodline replaced mine!
His voice suddenly rose, a flash of anger and madness in his eyes: "Do you think Xia Weier is your bloodline? Hahahaha—you're wrong!"
When he was a child, I deliberately watched him being bullied by the other sons and didn't help him.
Did I fool you too? Hahahaha—"
The Beast King's laughter echoed in the secret chamber, carrying a hysterical madness.
His eyes gleamed with a complex light, like the triumph of a victor, or the despair of someone driven to the brink of despair.
He opened his arms as if celebrating his victory, but as he smiled, tears streamed down his wrinkled face.
His voice suddenly became low and hoarse, filled with deep pain and anger: "It was you! You killed Xia Weier's mother! You killed my Mianmian!"
"If you hadn't used this vicious secret technique, Mianmian would never have realized that you didn't love her!"
All she needs to do is enjoy the competition between you and me for her, and happily and foolishly use her little tricks!
"It was you! It was you who came up with such a vicious and despicable plan! That's why she hates the Holy City! Hates all the deceit and treachery here! Even knowing that protecting Xia Weier might lead to her hemorrhage and death, she still did it without hesitation!"
"You still managed to fool those idiots in the Spirit Fox Tribe! You said it was a forbidden technique to improve one's aptitude."
"Unfortunately, the two people you most wanted to fool—me and Mianmian—none of them fell for it! So, now you understand why she refused to see you in the end!"
"She thinks you're disgusting!"
The Beast King charged forward and kicked the male orc who was bound by iron chains repeatedly.
His movements were brutal and frenzied, each kick filled with boundless anger and hatred.
The chains rattled, and the male orc, kicked until he bled profusely, still stared intently at the Beast King, his eyes filled with hatred.
The Beast King, exhausted from kicking, took a deep breath and dusted off non-existent dust from his body, as if his outburst of rage was merely an insignificant performance.
His voice regained its calmness, yet remained icy and chilling: "You think everyone is unaware that the life-stealing spell you cast on Mianmian began from the moment she was pregnant with her two half-children!"
The male, bound by chains, still stared intently at the Beast King, his eyes filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted to tear him apart with his gaze.
The Beast King, however, didn't care at all and waved his hand, saying, "You don't need to act so convincingly! You're probably still laughing at me in your heart! You still think Xia Weier is your cub, right?"
Moreover, his aptitude has reached the Gold Rank!
Once he breaks through to the Gold Rank and enters the Human Rank, he can awaken his innate divine abilities even if he doesn't have an ancestral bloodline.
"You can use this to control the entire Snow Rabbit tribe! Make them support your ascension to the throne, and force me to step down as Beast King, right?"
The Beast King's voice carried the arrogance of a victor, yet also revealed a hint of barely perceptible weariness.
He continued, "You must have been thinking that the clues you left for him would slowly surface when he kept investigating the life-stealing spell he cast on his cub."
He discovered: "Oh! When I was little, the Beast King didn't care about my life or death at all; it turns out it's because he wasn't my biological father!"
He laughed again as he said this, the laughter calm and cold, as if he were narrating something that had nothing to do with him.
His gaze fell on the male bound by chains, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes:
"Do you think that just because Mianmian mates with you, and you threaten her with the life of her younger sister Lu An'an, she will definitely choose to give birth to your child?"
No. I told Mianmian that Lu An'an knew everything. I took Mianmian to the secret room and saw through your true colors!
Lu An'an, a despicable woman who would sell out her own sister just to be your female companion! You two are a perfect match!
After Mianmian heard what you two were plotting, I made her cooperate with me and pretend that the blood of my unborn child in her womb was yours.
Without hesitation, she chose to keep my child!
She even asked you for her heart's blood once, do you remember?
The Beast King's voice carried a victor's triumph, yet also a hint of barely perceptible bitterness.
The orc, bound by chains, felt a chill run through him, but he tried his best to keep his expression unchanged. He refused to believe that his years of scheming had failed him!