Villainess Rampage: The Whole Sect Begs for Mercy

Her voice was still gentle.

Feng Youming, however, felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet and shoot straight to the top of his head.

He now understood that Song Wanning’s words didn’t mean what he thought they did at all.

In his terror, Song Wanning swung her sword again, directly severing one of his legs...

"Ah—"

He cried out in pain.

Immediately after, his other leg was also cut off.

Feng Youming began to howl miserably in agony. His expression was savage and twisted, blood pouring from beneath him like a torrent. It was a terrifying sight.

He struggled with all his might, forcing his head up to look at Song Wanning.

"You..."

Song Wanning suddenly gave him another gentle smile.

Feng Youming’s words caught in his throat. He stared at her in terror and shock for several seconds before choking out a single word: "Lunatic..."

His body trembled, utterly terrified by that smile.

"You lunatic... What in the world are you trying to do?"

Song Wanning slowly lifted the foot she had been using to pin him down, then lowered herself into a squat.

Her hand slowly came to rest on Feng Youming’s neck. Watching his trembling pupils, she suddenly let out a derisive laugh.

’In her past life, Feng Youming had been smiling just like this when he cut off her legs, treating her like a joke while bantering with Ye Chuxue.’

’He had even cruelly said he would turn her into a doll to give to Ye Chuxue, something to amuse her.’

’If the Secret Realm hadn’t collapsed, and if she hadn’t been an Alchemist...’

’She would have perished in that Secret Realm, and perhaps she really would have become Ye Chuxue’s plaything.’

’Now, she was simply returning the favor to Feng Youming.’

The smile on Song Wanning’s lips grew even more gentle. Her left hand moved down from his neck, slowly unfastening his collar.

Further down, his robes were pulled completely open, revealing a muscular torso.

She looked at Feng Youming, clearly seeing her own reflection in his terrified pupils.

’How beautiful.’

Song Wanning gave a playful wink, and then her sword fell, stabbing toward his meridians.

At that moment, Feng Youming finally realized what she was about to do.

His face turned deathly pale with fear, and he roared in fury, "Let me go! Let me go right now!"

"Song Wanning, what are you doing?"

"You dare touch me? Do you believe that my Feng Family will flatten your Song Family?"

"Ah—"

The next moment, a meridian was severed.

Feng Youming let out a bloodcurdling scream, his entire body trembling in agony.

His eyes looked ready to split from their sockets, his eyeballs seeming to bulge. The veins on his body popped, looking as if they would burst through his skin.

"Song... Wan... Ning..."

He spat out the three syllables of her name through gritted teeth, only to be met with another wave of excruciating pain.

Another meridian was severed, and Feng Youming completely panicked.

He could recover from severed limbs with Elixir Pills.

But if his meridians were destroyed, his entire life would be over.

"Let me go... Let... go..."

Feng Youming’s confidence was gone. So what if the Feng Family was powerful? Distant water can’t quench a nearby fire!

If he was crippled, all his life’s efforts would be for nothing.

"Ah—"

His miserable screams echoed through the stone chamber once more.

But Song Wanning maintained her smile, her hands moving with swift precision...

"Let me go... I beg... I beg..."

Feng Youming no longer dared to be arrogant and began to beg for mercy.

He was afraid.

He was truly afraid.

’Dignity won’t keep me alive. As long as I live, there will be a day for revenge.’

"Ah—"

"Song Wanning!!! You—ah—"

"Let me go... ah—"

"I’m begging you—let me—"

Song Wanning’s movements grew faster and faster.

The more miserably Feng Youming screamed, the more excited she became, the light in her eyes growing frighteningly bright.

’Watching an enemy beg for mercy truly is a satisfying feeling.’

Soon, realizing that Song Wanning would never let him go, Feng Youming started cursing furiously.

One by one, the meridians in his body were severed. He knew he was finished.

He cursed Song Wanning with all sorts of vicious words while regretting ever accepting this mission.

’Before he left, the Clan Leader had warned him not to act rashly and, more importantly, not to underestimate outsiders.’

’But he had been too arrogant, paid the words no mind, and even tried to seize the Spirit Vein...’

’If he had just returned to the Feng Family after completing the mission, none of this would have happened...’

Endless regret washed over Feng Youming. He stared blankly at the piles of Spirit Stones, completely despondent.

...

His meridians completely severed, Feng Youming was now a cripple, lying on the ground like a heap of mud.

He had no hope for the future.

All the effort he had put in to reach the Divinity Transformation realm was now for nothing.

Feng Youming closed his eyes in despair.

When he opened them again, only a cold emptiness remained.

Song Wanning was still squatting in front of him.

"I... will not... tell you... anything... about the... Feng Family..."

Now that his life was ruined, Feng Youming paradoxically found a backbone.

’Living like this is worse than a quick death.’

Hearing this, Song Wanning simply smiled again.

Feng Youming flinched. He was already in despair, but looking at Song Wanning’s smile, he still couldn’t help but feel afraid.

This fear was now carved into his very Divine Soul.

He had never seen such a terrifying smile; not even the unfathomable Clan Leader had ever made him feel this way.

"Tired?"

Song Wanning asked caringly as she stroked his head, tucking his blood-soaked hair behind his ear.

"What... what are... you... doing?"

Feng Youming shuddered instinctively, a flicker of suspicion appearing in his despairing eyes.

"Don’t be afraid."

The warm breath from Song Wanning’s words fell upon his skin.

The next instant, the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Heh."

She laughed.

She raised her hand again, placed it on top of his head, and then suddenly yanked his hair, pulling him up in front of her.

The smile vanished from her face, replaced by a bloodthirsty, sinister viciousness.

"Did you think that just because you won’t tell me, I have no way of finding out?"

With that, she exerted a sudden force with her hand, and an immense Divine Soul Power pressed down on Feng Youming.

"You... You’re going to use a Soul Search?!!!!!"

Feng Youming’s pupils quaked. He was once again stunned by Song Wanning’s ruthlessness.

But he quickly decided Song Wanning was being too naive. ’We’re both at the Divinity Transformation realm. Does she really think my soul is so easy to search?’

Just as he was about to mock her, a powerful Soul Search force bound his Divine Soul.

The ring of light from the Soul Search shrank rapidly until his Divine Soul was completely immobilized.

’How could this be?’

’How is Song Wanning’s Divine Soul so strong?’

’There’s something wrong with her!!!!’

Feng Youming was terrified, but there was nothing he could do.

His last bastion, his Divine Soul, was breached as easily as sand, making a complete mockery of him.

’It’s over.’

’This time, it’s really over.’

Feng Youming lost all will to live and chose to stop resisting.

Gradually, his face grew paler and paler, and the light in his eyes began to fade.

Little by little...

...until he lost consciousness completely.

Song Wanning’s expression was grave, her raised hand still continuously channeling energy.

Feng Youming’s memories began to surface in her mind, bit by bit.

His life story...

The Feng Family’s plans...

Feng Youming’s mission on this trip...

Even the moment of his birth was clearly displayed in Song Wanning’s mind.

The Feng Family...

...was no longer a secret.