The Great Alliance of Demons and Monsters - Chapter 4 of the Strange World: Tang Rou's Atonement 3

When Wang Qi entered, the timid and delicate young woman had nowhere to hide. She could only take the clothes Wang Qi offered, hold them up to her body, and blush deeply, her face turning from her neck upwards.
"This... I don't like this dress... Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Wang Qi... I... I'll go look at other clothes."
Tang Rou tossed the dress aside, avoiding Wang Qi's increasingly lewd figure, and turned her back, intending to walk towards Ning Feiya. Unexpectedly, Wang Qi suddenly reached out and pinched Tang Rou's small, pert buttocks.
"Ah!" Startled by the attack, Tang Rou flung her hand back... An invisible blade of energy whistled as it struck Wang Qi.
Wang Qi's joy turned to sorrow. Although Tang Rou appeared delicate and innocent, she was a genius who had inherited the Tang family's secret techniques of hidden weapons for countless years. While her strength was not as great as Ning Feiya and Long Aotian, it was far superior to his, a half-baked martial artist.
The moment the energy blade was unleashed, Wang Qi felt an unspeakable threat of death. A long-forgotten fear resurfaced in his heart. At that instant, a deafening roar suddenly erupted within him, and the world slowed to an unbearable halt.
In this slow world, he laboriously and slowly turned his body, allowing the attack aimed directly at his heart to strike his shoulder. The energy blade pierced his body, leaving no external wound, yet it struck his internal organs like a blade. But… that was all. Just as Wang Qi's soul seemed to leave his body, and he thought his life was nearing its end, an incomparably powerful internal force suddenly surged from behind.
Like a surging sea, like a marching herd of beasts, the moment the internal force entered his body, Wang Qi even had the illusion that he had been blasted to pieces by this powerful force. The powerful internal force directly devoured the energy blade, surging past like a tide, even passing through his body. Tang Rou, standing beside Wang Qi, was suddenly struck by this powerful internal force and was instantly sent flying backward.
"Qi'er, you're so reckless..."
A gentle and kind voice rang in Wang Qi's ears, calming his wildly beating heart. But when he came to his senses, Wang Qi couldn't help but blush. Ning Feiya had hugged him gently at some point, her soft hand pressed against his back. Needless to say, the powerful internal energy that had just saved his life came from Ning Feiya. This unconventional beauty saving the hero made Wang Qi, who had just been feeling a little smug and accomplished after receiving recognition, feel even more uncomfortable.
"I guess I misjudged her. I never expected Rou'er to have mastered the Tang family's hidden weapons to such a level, transforming her qi into weapons. From now on, every gesture will be a weapon of endless power, truly wondrous and extraordinary. What just injured you, Qi'er, was the Tang family's Heart-Piercing Dagger. In terms of power, Rou'er's attack is no less than a physical weapon."
She gently embraced Wang Qi, her expression loving, explaining softly to him. Though her words were gentle and her lips curved in a smile, Wang Qi involuntarily lowered his head, trembling uncontrollably... because at that moment, a ten-zhang radius around Ning Feiya was frozen by some indescribable force.
Setting Wang Qi down, she slowly walked towards Tang Rou, her smile fading... leaving only an icy, murderous aura.
Watching Ning Feiya, her phoenix eyes filled with murderous intent, her jade-like face frosty, radiating a terrifying aura, gradually approach, Tang Rou, who had just been forced back up after crashing into a row of clothes racks, involuntarily began to tremble.
The tears that had been welling up in her eyes due to the sudden event were abruptly stopped, for the threat of death had permeated the entire space, and its target was clear: herself.
Her legs trembled uncontrollably, and her jaw chattered rapidly… Tang Rou was completely dazed; all her thoughts were captured by the slowly approaching figure.
With swift, nimble fingers, several pressure points were pressed on Tang Rou's body. Before she could react, she felt a blockage within her body; her internal energy was sealed, rendering her unable to move. Then, Ning Feiya, her face cold and beautiful, raised her slender hand.
"Slap…"
A slap left Tang Rou feeling as if she were in a dream. The force of the slap left five distinct finger marks on her fair and delicate face.
"Slap…"
After another slap, Tang Rou finally reacted slightly, but instead of resisting, she pouted like a child being scolded by her parents, tears streaming down her face.
"Why..."
"Kneel down..."
Ignoring Tang Rou's tearful question, Ning Feiya coldly commanded. Tang Rou had grown up deep in the mountains, spending her life among wild beasts. While this had cultivated an almost childlike purity, it had also forged a delicate and timid nature. Faced with the overwhelmingly powerful Ning Feiya, she couldn't muster any courage and could only kneel down gracefully. Her tearful and timid appearance made the already pitiful Tang Rou appear even more frail.
"Raise your head...look at me."
"Slap!" As Tang Rou raised her head slightly, tears welling in her eyes, she was met with another merciless slap from Ning Feiya. Tears splashed as her head swayed in pain.
"Why...why...Sister Fei Ya...it was...he molested me first!"
*Slap...*
Ning Fei Ya's cold face ignored Tang Rou's tearful protests and slapped her again. Humiliated and treated unreasonably, Tang Rou clenched her fists, biting her lip. Her expression, a mixture of fear and anger, suggested she was about to violently retaliate.
"I...I'm going to tell Brother Ao Tian...tell...tell him you bullied me."
Perhaps it was Ning Fei Ya's domineering presence, or perhaps it was the overwhelming power and chilling killing intent emanating from her, but Tang Rou mustered her courage, only managing to utter such a childish sentence. Her hands clenched and unclenched, but she couldn't muster the courage to fight.
Ning Feiya's face was frosty. Hearing Tang Rou's childish words, she revealed a cold smile. Her cloud-like hair moved without wind, tracing eerie curves. Her bright eyes shimmered with a dark, all-consuming aura, like a black hole. She said, word by word, "Tang Rou... what did Aotian say to you before he left?"
"Hmm..."
Tang Rou was initially taken aback by the sudden question, but something deep within her reacted before her conscious mind could.
Her memories rewound like a video recording, every second rewinding, until they reached the scene of saying goodbye to Long Aotian before she left with Ning Feiya.
In her memory, Long Aotian looked at her with a doting smile and said, "Rou'er... when you go out, ask questions if you don't understand anything... and you must listen to Fei Ya."
The memory was frozen in an instant, and then it seemed to be manipulated by some force. The vivid color memory was washed into black and white, and then frozen again. The same sentence echoed endlessly in her mind: "You must listen to Fei Ya..."
"You must listen to Fei Ya..."
"You must..."
The repeated words swept through every inch of Tang Rou's mind and consciousness like a storm, shattering, possessing, and imprinting, taking root and sprouting rapidly like a seed.
Wang Qi felt extremely uncomfortable... Although Ning Feiya's extremely chilling aura wasn't directly directed at him, the indirect feeling still made him feel as awkward as when he first met Ning Feiya. His body trembled instinctively, filled with fear. Waves of premonition of death washed over him. When Ning Feiya stopped being reserved and unleashed her overwhelming power, Wang Qi felt that his recklessness over the past few days was so ridiculous and presumptuous. He thought that through Ning Feiya's constant self-deprecation and encouragement, he had grown to the point where he could bridge the decisive gap between them, but in the end, he realized that this was just his illusion. The gap... was still so obvious and despairing.
The long-lost inferiority complex resurfaced. Wang Qi looked at Ning Feiya's tall and perfect back, which seemed to be getting further and further away. He wanted to get closer, but found that his body couldn't even move.
Heartache, resentment... and that instinctive despair.
Just then, as if sensing his own pain… the beastly roar that had been raging deep within Wang Qi's heart became clearer and more furious than ever before…
A deafening roar suddenly rang in his ears, earth-shattering and arrogant, and Wang Qi's vision abruptly darkened… When he regained his senses, he saw a bizarre and unparalleled scene. As far as the eye could see, there was
only a vast, desolate wilderness… Lava flowed across the wilderness, smoke curled upwards, and in the dark red, scalding liquid, charred remains
of varying sizes, some as large as mountains, others as small as ordinary people, floated and sank, a scene of utter devastation, like an apocalyptic catastrophe. Looking up at the sky… it was all crimson, and as far as the eye could see, even at the edge of the heavens… there were only flames gathered like clouds.
Countless crimson flames coalesced into streams, pouring down like rain, turning everything to ashes, while bolts of purple lightning flashed repeatedly, bombarding down with deafening roars.
The sky… was an ocean formed of fiery red flames and purple lightning.
The entire fiery canopy seemed to possess a life of its own. In a daze, Wang Qi felt as if he could sense the unseen will within the flames… so ruthless, so vast, carrying a supreme will to destroy everything.
He looked down… at his own mangled, tattered body, unrecognizable as a living being.
He couldn't go on… he couldn't hold on any longer… he'd reached his limit… everyone was dead…
Inexplicably, Wang Qi knew his fate… Defeat was like a landslide, his path was a dead end, this was his final stretch.
But… so what?
He raised his head, mustered his last bit of strength, roared towards the sky, and leaped forward, even if he were shattered to pieces, even if his soul were scattered… he would not let it lower its proud head.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Qi still saw Ning Feiya's perfect back and Tang Rou kneeling and being slapped. Everything he had just seen seemed like an illusion, but the difference was that he could actually move. It was as if he had received some kind of support from his will, and he was filled with courage. Ignoring his still trembling body, he took difficult steps forward.
When she reached Ning Feiya's back, she noticed Tang Rou's strange condition. The crystal tears that had been flowing continuously stopped abruptly, and her delicate, tearful face remained unchanged, but her eyes were filled with endless emptiness and confusion. She murmured to herself, "I must listen to Feiya..."
"I must listen..."
Sensing Wang Qi's approach, Ning Feiya turned around and saw Wang Qi drenched in sweat, trembling, and filled with fear. Instantly, the dark light in her eyes subsided, and the powerful aura that had filled the air receded like a tide. She returned to her usual aloof and ethereal demeanor, transforming from a terrifying demon into her usual cool and aloof fairy-like self. Looking at Wang Qi with a hint of apology, she said, "Qi'er... are you alright? I was so angry just now that I forgot that you are naturally perceptive and easily affected by powerful auras... Are you alright?"
"N-nothing...it's nothing."
Wang Qi smiled with some difficulty, but his expression was still somewhat strange. Ning Feiya only thought that Wang Qi was overwhelmed by the aura, never expecting that the strange expression he was showing was purely to cover up the sudden...killing intent in his heart.
Just now, in the brief moment Ning Feiya turned her head and saw that flickering black light, an impulse suddenly surged from the depths of Wang Qi's heart...
tear her apart...kill her...
Accompanying the bloodthirsty impulse was an almost deafening roar from within. Wang Qi's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and he let out a low whimper. If Ning Feiya hadn't restrained herself quickly, Wang Qi probably wouldn't have been able to hold back and would have roared and pounced.
But when Ning Feiya completely suppressed her strange behavior, the inexplicable impulse also disappeared, as if it had never happened, leaving Wang Qi still in shock and extremely surprised.
"Qi'er...don't be afraid...don't be afraid...it's all my fault...how about this...you punish me, use me to vent the suffering you just endured, anything you want, I'll gladly accept the punishment."
Seeing Wang Qi still in a daze, Ning Feiya showed heartache, slowly opening her arms to embrace him, as gentle as a mother embracing a frightened child. Her exposed, snow-white breasts brushed against Wang Qi's body a few times, deliberately teasing him.
Seeing Ning Feiya's submissive demeanor, as if she were granting him her venting of discontent, Wang Qi regained his senses slightly, but he didn't say much. Instead, he pulled Ning Feiya back tightly, confirming the alluring warmth and touch of her perfect body.
Seemingly sensing Wang Qi's inner turmoil, Ning Feiya adopted a submissive and obedient demeanor, letting Wang Qi hold her without uttering a word. Meanwhile, Tang Rou remained kneeling on the ground, her gaze vacant, muttering the same words repeatedly.
After a long while, Wang Qi finally suppressed the intense conflict in his heart, but deliberately changed the subject, saying, "Feiya... why is Tang Rou like this now?"
"Hmph... she's being brainwashed by my supernatural powers. Originally, I only wanted to use some gentle methods to let her play with you without you even realizing it, but she actually dared to put you in this life-or-death crisis, she's practically courting death... it seems I have to use some ruthless methods to teach her a lesson, otherwise how can I avenge you?"
Ning Feiya's eyebrows furrowed, her jade-like face turned icy cold again, and her tone became vicious. Wang Qi was very pleased with these words; what could make him happier than Ning Feiya's concern?
"So what do you plan to do?"
"Qi'er, you wait..."
Wang Qi didn't object to getting revenge, but the thought of almost dying so ignominiously filled him with lingering fear, making him break out in a cold sweat. He was also itching to retaliate, naturally eagerly awaiting Ning Feiya's revenge.
Ning Feiya walked to the kneeling Tang Rou, her jade-like face cold, and said in a chilling voice, "Tang Rou..."
"Yes..."
After Ning Feiya's sharp shout, Tang Rou's muttering stopped abruptly, her eyes regaining some clarity, but she seemed sleepwalking, unable to control herself, and instinctively raised her head to respond.
"What happened just now?"
"Wang Qi molested me... and then I fought back... and then you hit me..."
"Do you know you did wrong?"
"I... I don't know..."
It was clear that even Tang Rou, currently brainwashed, was confused by this question. Ning Feiya's lips curled into a malicious, seductive smile, her eyes narrowing, seemingly quite pleased with what was about to happen.
"Your counterattack almost caused Wang Qi's death... This is the colossal mistake you've made, an irreparable mistake... Do you understand?"
"I... my mistake..."
"Yes... Qi'er assaulted you, but his crime doesn't warrant death. However, you almost killed an innocent person... you murdered an innocent life... Faced with such a grave mistake, you still won't admit it? Do you think I'm wrong?"
Tang Rou lowered her head slightly, seemingly pondering Ning Feiya's words. But after a moment, whether due to the logic in the words or Ning Feiya's supernatural power, a look of shame appeared on Tang Rou's slightly dazed and confused face. She slowly nodded: "Yes... I was wrong. Sister Feiya is right... I made a mistake."
"The mistake you made... is a colossal mistake... a mistake you can never make up for in your entire life."
"Yes... yes..."
Ning Feiya's rebuke immediately deepened Tang Rou's shame. In the end, she lowered her head, her voice barely audible, her words tinged with tears, her face flushed with shame.
"Then why don't you go apologize quickly?"
"Hmm..."
Ning Feiya's words were like an alarm clock, and Tang Rou suddenly regained her senses. But her first action was to softly respond, stand up, and walk shyly toward Wang Qi.
"I'm sorry... Uncle Wang Qi... I was wrong, please forgive me... I didn't mean to."
Wang Qi was extremely surprised. He hadn't expected that after Ning Feiya's brainwashing words, right and wrong had been completely reversed. Now, this pure and beautiful girl was coming over to apologize with a sincere expression, even putting on a cute and innocent look as if she would cry if he didn't forgive her.
"Hmph, is a verbal apology enough... to make up for your huge mistake...?"
"Then... then Sister Feiya... what should I do?"
"Go and atone for your sins... go and ask Qi'er what he thinks... whatever he asks for, you must actively fulfill his requests, after all, this is a huge mistake you made... but there's one thing you must remember, Rou'er... no matter what Qi'er says or does, you are not allowed to resist... no matter how unwilling you are... you must actively fulfill his requests... absolutely... you cannot resist, only in this way can you lessen the sins you have committed..."
"Yes... atone for my sins... I will never resist, I will actively fulfill his requests..."

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