Chapter 292
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Fifty strokes of the rod. Lu Xiuwen had to accept the punishment on the spot.
Two disciples, each holding a two-meter long and ten-finger wide rod, walked into the hall. Lu Xiuwen was pressed onto the ground, and the two rods smashed onto his waist and abdomen forcefully!
All of a sudden, a crackling sound rang out!
The Disciplinary Hall was dead silent. Everyone widened their eyes as they watched the rods land one by one. Lu Xiuwen's handsome face turned pale from the pain, and cold sweat flowed down his face.
Su Wan, who was standing at the side, was shocked by the sound of flesh cracking, and her hands clutched the hem of her clothes nervously.
Fifty strokes of the rod. Even a Fist Faction disciple with a strong physique would be beaten until he could not climb out of bed for two to three months. Although Lu Xiuwen was talented, he had only cultivated for a short period of time. After just twenty strokes of the rod, the skin on his buttocks was already split open, and blood was dripping everywhere. The blood-stained rods moved up and down, and the blood splattered all over the ground. It was a ghastly sight.
Ye Qingtang looked on coldly from the side. There was not a single trace of sympathy in her eyes as she watched Lu Xiuwen's face turn purple from the beating.
The excruciating pain made Lu Xiuwen's head buzz. As a prince of the Formidable Heavens Royals, he had never suffered such a vicious beating before. His veins popped out from the pain instantly, and he broke out in cold sweat. His pale lips were already dripping with blood.
He raised his head in anger and glared hatefully at Ye Qingtang, who was smiling faintly.
If not for Ye Qingtang's sudden appearance, he would not have to suffer such humiliation in public!
After the fifty strokes of the rod, Lu Xiuwen's waist and abdomen were already badly mutilated. Fresh blood covered the ground, and his bloodstained legs twitched uncontrollably.
"Senior Brother Lu, this is also a lesson for you. In the future, you must definitely look after your things properly. Don't let people with ulterior motives take advantage of you again." Ye Qingtang looked at the pale Lu Xiuwen with a faint smile.
Lu Xiuwen's teeth chattered in pain as he stared at Ye Qingtang. A hoarse voice came out from the gaps of his teeth.
"I will engrave this lesson in my heart!"
The most difficult part was over, and he would never let her off easily. There was still a long way to go, and he would find a chance to torture her to death!
He would not suffer these fifty strokes of flogging for nothing. This matter had already been decided today. The Shangyue Fire Tripod was already in his hands, and after he recovered from his injuries, he would use the Shangyue Fire Tripod to cultivate for a period of time, and he would definitely be able to become the top outer sect disciple of Xuanling Sect!
Although he had suffered a loss, it was worth it!
Ye Qingtang straightened her body slightly and suddenly turned to look at the warden sitting in the main seat. "Warden, Senior Brother Lu is not the murderer after all. Now that he has received his punishment, it is enough. But the true culprit is the one who injured my Senior Brother Yun. "
The moment Ye Qingtang said that, Lu Xiuwen, who was paralyzed on the ground, was shocked. He faintly felt that Ye Qingtang definitely had a trump card.
"Indeed. We must not allow such a scourge to continue in the Outer Sanctum." The instructor nodded.
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