Just as all of Duan Lihua's cultivation emptied, Xue Yi saw her wound, and the blood stopped because all the Qi that escaped healed her wound on the way.
He snorted and looked at Xue Wen.
When everyone saw that Xue Yi was moving toward Xue Wen, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"There is no way that he will destroy the Ninth Young Master's dantian, right?"
"If he did, then he would have to face the Third Young Master's wrath, no matter what divine skill he has; he can never match the Third Young Master."
"Yes, destroying Duan Lihua's cultivation was one thing, but to destroy Xue Wen's cultivation, he is just bluffing."
Many people in the surroundings speculated, but to their surprise, Xue Yi raised the sword above Xue Wen's stomach and plunged it into his dantian.
Whoosh...
The previous scene happened again; the Qi escaped at a rapid pace, and soon enough, Xue Wen's cultivation was completely gone.
"Heavens! He really did it!"
"This trash! He dared to wipe out Xue Wen's cultivation!"
"He's going to die now! No, his life would be even worse than death!"
"Not only will the third brother torture him, but even the Patriarch would not forgive him for destroying two prodigies!"
People in the surroundings couldn't even believe their own eyes; how could a mortal trash destroy two prodigies of their clan?
Some wanted to step up and stop him, but seeing his divine ability, they didn't dare.
Xue Yi smiled and then stepped back, holding the heavy sword in his hand. He looked at everyone with a smirk, and then his eyes landed on the two unconscious bodies on the ground.
"Wake up, time for the real punishment," he said, and just as he did, both of them opened their eyes simultaneously.
Xue Wen stood up and looked at Xue Yi. "You... What happened?" He saw his sword in Xue Yi's hand and was confused.
"Whatever, time to die!" He moved, expecting more speed, but because of no cultivation, he stumbled and fell on his face.
"This... my cultivation!" He felt his stomach, and then suddenly a horrified expression appeared on his face.
However, before he could say anything, a harrowing scream resounded from behind him. He turned his head around and saw Duan Lihua sitting on her backside, screaming like someone had stolen all her money.
"My... dantian... Ahhhh... It's destroyed!" Tears spilled one after another from her eyes as she looked at Xue Yi.
"You... What did you do to me?!" She stood up and pointed at him with an angry expression on her face.
Xue Yi just smiled at her. "How does it feel to be powerless?" he said.
Listening to her, Xue Wen also checked his dantian, and then his body shuddered.
"No. No. No. No...! Ahh..." He screamed as well, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he stood up again. He looked at his surroundings and saw that everyone had their heads down.
"This can't be..." His heart clenched, and he looked at Xue Yi as if he were looking at a demon. His eyes then landed on the sword in his hand and the blood on it.
And he lost his temper.
"I will murder you!" He screamed and ran toward Xue Yi with bloodshot eyes, his hand raised to grab his throat.
Xue Yi saw him coming and chuckled. His previous self had no cultivation powers, so he decided to train his body, the reason for his muscular frame.
He even trained in all kinds of weapons. And now those muscle memories were in his body, and with his instant recall, Xue Yi was just as skilled as the previous Xue Yi.
"Now we are on equal grounds; we can talk," he said and stepped sideways, dodging the claw, and then his sword raised upward with a flash.
"Augh..." Xue Wen's eyes widened in terror as he felt a chilling sensation in his spine.
His hand suddenly flung upward, detached from his body, and flew toward the crowd behind.
The crowd gasped and moved away, no one wanting blood to spill on them. The severed hand landed among them.
"Ahhh..." Xue Wen screamed loudly as he knelt on the floor, clutching his arm, blood spurting out of him like a waterfall.
Duan Lihua saw Xue Wen's severed hand, and her mind went abuzz. Fear gripped her heart, and she vomited on the ground. "Augh... This..." She couldn't think clearly.
"He severed his hand!" The crowd seemed to suddenly erupt after a long pause.
"The Patriarch will definitely kill Xue Yi now! Not only has he crippled him, but he even severed his arm!"
"He... is unbelievable!"
Xue Yi ignored them and looked at Xue Wen with a cold glint in his eyes; there was a wide grin on his face. His grip around the sword tightened, and he stepped toward him.
Each of his steps sounded like the step of doom in Xue Wen's ears.
"Xue Yi! Please forgive me... I beg you... please don't kill me," Xue Wen started begging as more and more tears spilled out of his eyes.
He even started banging his head on the floor to appease Xue Yi.
Xue Yi, on the other hand, just laughed out loud at his actions. "Hahaha..."
At his laugh, everyone turned silent; even the wind stopped, and only his laughter reverberated throughout the place, like the drum of a death god.
"Don't worry, Xue Wen, you are my brother; how can I kill you?" He moved at a slow pace and soon stood in front of Xue Wen.
Everyone was as silent as a ghost, no one daring to speak after witnessing his cruelty.
"But, since I have cut off your one hand, let me cut off your other leg, so your body balance is maintained," he said and raised his sword.
Xue Wen looked at the gleaming sword, and his robes turned wet; he started pissing his pants, creating a pool of yellow liquid below him mixed with his blood.
Everyone saw this and felt chills down their spines.
"Xue Yi..." Xue Wen tried to beg again.
Xue Yi, on the other hand, landed his sword again, this time severing his other leg with the sword.
"Ahhhh..." Xue Wen screamed again, this time even blood coming out of his eyes. He was in extreme pain.
"It hurts... It hurts... Kill me... Please kill me..."
Seeing her fiancé wailing like a dying pig, Duan Lihua's body shuddered. "I have to run!" She quickly stood up, her body shaking because of fear. But she clenched her teeth and started to run.
Xue Wen had already turned unconscious after too much bleeding.
There was no one to save her; she had to run and reach the third brother as soon as possible.
Xue Yi saw her run, and a big grin formed on his face. He picked up the severed leg of Xue Wen and hurled it toward the running Duan Lihua.
When everyone saw him picking up Xue Wen's leg, they even looked away.
"So brutal."
"This guy..."
"Augh..." Another weak-hearted woman in the crowd vomited.
The leg spun and hit her legs, making her stumble and fall face-first on the ground.
Xue Yi moved toward her and kicked her stomach to roll her over. When he saw her face, a smile appeared on his. Her front two teeth were now broken from the fall.
He moved his hand toward her and grabbed the back of her head with his hand.
"No... Please, Xue Yi... Please forgive me... I will sleep with you if you want... Please don't amputate me!" She started begging as more and more tears fell from her eyes.
"Okay, if you say so," he smiled and then, throwing the sword to the side, raised his hand and started slapping her face.
Pah!
Pah!
Pah!
The whole crowd felt chills running down their spines.
"He is a demon incarnate."
"How can someone treat other humans like insects?"
Because of the continuous slaps, her remaining teeth also fell out, and her head swelled like thousands of bees had stung her.
Only after Xue Yi was satisfied with her condition did he stand up and spit on her face while also kicking it again.
"Bitch," he said and then looked at the crowd; a soft smile that looked more demonic than amiable appeared on his face.
After taking their space rings. He started walking toward the crowd.
Scared, the crowd quickly parted, leaving a trail for him. They didn't want to be treated the same way as Xue Wen and Duan Lihua.
Soon enough, he was gone from the place. No one stopped him.
After he was gone, the crowd rushed toward both Xue Wen and Duan Lihua, picked them up, and quickly rushed them toward the third prince's chambers.
Xue Yi, on the other hand, was already out of the clan.
The clan was situated in Black Mist City; the whole city was controlled by three major clans.
The Xue Clan was one of them, and the other two were the Ding Clan and the Liu Clan.
Xue Yi currently stood in Black Mist City Market.
"I need to find a secret place for my future plans," he said and looked around. The place was filled with big wooden pagodas. Most of the market district was controlled by the Ding Clan.
The military and mines were in control of the Xue Clan.
And the Liu Clan was a pill clan, hence the strongest and richest. They didn't interfere in city matters; they just focused on making pills.