Chapter 239 Law Enforcement Elder Guards the World (53)

Shen Zhuo looked at the whip with surprise. No wonder Bai Tang valued Canglan so highly; it could change according to her will and its power was terrifying.

Bai Tang handed Canglan in the form of a whip to Shen Zhuo. “Do not infuse it with spiritual energy, or it might kill with a single strike. I won’t watch you do it. I’ll wait over there. When you’re done, just call for me.”

“Thank you, Master,” Shen Zhuo said, gripping the whip tightly.

Bai Tang settled in the distance with a book, unbothered by anyone approaching her.

Shen Zhuo, holding the whip transformed from Canglan, radiated resentment. With a slight curve of his lips, he struck down towards Prince Shen.

The Canglan whip was far sharper than an ordinary whip. The barbs sank into flesh but didn’t draw blood. Instead, it sliced through directly, causing Prince Shen’s cries to pierce the air with sheer agony. Shen Nianyun and the others huddled in fear, not daring to move or speak.

Today, they were the meat on the chopping block, their perspectives shifted dramatically.

Prince Shen cursed, “Unfilial son! How dare you treat your own father like this! You will face divine retribution!”

Shen Zhuo’s expression was demonic, his eyes cold as he approached Prince Shen. He placed a foot on Prince Shen’s face, grinding it down with force, and said, “Old coot, have you forgotten that our father-son relationship has been severed? Even if it’s the case, it’s quite interesting to kill one’s father.”

Prince Shen was humiliated, but powerless. Now, he was like the many times Shen Zhuo had been trampled underfoot, subjected to casual insults. Thinking of Bai Tang, his veins bulged as he said, “Your Master won’t want you as her disciple if she knows you’re doing this. Who would want a disciple who kills his own father?”

“Heh!”

Shen Zhuo raised the Canglan whip and struck with derision. “Do you even have the gall to call yourself my father?”

He pressed down harder, grinding Prince Shen’s face into the ground, causing a few teeth mixed with blood to fall out.

“Trying to disturb my focus now? You should know, Master always advocates for vengeance and justice. She supports my revenge, she supports me killing you. You’re nothing but a foul old rat, what are you still longing for?”

Shen Zhuo’s expression grew colder. He crouched down, his smile turning terrifying. Prince Shen’s heart sank as Shen Zhuo’s demonic energy coalesced into a dagger, which he drove into Prince Shen’s abdomen. With a twist, Shen Zhuo extracted Prince Shen’s prized spiritual root.

“No!”

Prince Shen, in agony and filled with hatred, watched helplessly as Shen Zhuo crushed the spiritual root underfoot, shattering it into pieces and leaving no hope behind.

“I won’t let you die easily, old coot. Did you ever think that you’d be trampled on, thought that the most despicable person would step on you?”

Shen Zhuo fed Prince Shen a pill, keeping him alive for now.

His eyes cold as ice, Shen Zhuo lifted the whip again and struck Prince Shen’s body with increasing force. After several lashes, Prince Shen was barely conscious, reduced to a bloodied mess. Shen Zhuo’s strikes grew harsher, but he remembered Bai Tang’s words and refrained from channeling any power into Canglan.

“You wretched spawn… I should have strangled you at birth!”

Prince Shen intermittently spat out curses, realizing Shen Zhuo would not spare him. Rather than begging for mercy, he chose to hurl insults.

Shen Zhuo, with a bone-chilling tone, responded, “Heh! You’ve tried to strangle me more than once, haven’t you? Old coot, do you really think I have no memory of it? You’ve achieved nothing. The person you considered the most despicable has received the recognition of the strongest and best in this world. Do you think I’m still that clueless person you and the Shen family could beat at will?”

“The person you keep calling lowly, little dog, stinky rat, and filthy bastard, is now living a far better life than you do.”

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