Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 243 If the Heavenly King himself can't do it, what about the King of Hell?

"Brother Wan San, you're being so mysterious, is there something you want to say?"

The Grand Commander sat in the large leather chair, his hand holding the wine glass feeling slightly weak. He, a dignified fourth-level martial artist, was even experiencing trembling hands with just a wine glass.

However, he was in a good mood and looked at Dr. Lei in front of him with a smile.

Just now, Dr. Lei suddenly said that he wanted to gather everyone in the Hall of Righteousness to discuss matters. As for this savior who had some minor conflicts with me in the past but has now saved my life again, I naturally listened to his advice.

Dr. Lei had probably been indulging in too much sex these past few days; his complexion wasn't as rosy as before. The middle-aged man looked somewhat haggard, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, but he exuded an indescribable spirit.

The two commanders scrutinized him closely. He was clearly the type whose body had been drained by women, but whose spirits had been nourished. Sometimes he envied those who didn't practice martial arts, who could squander their wealth so freely.

Doctor Lei bowed to the two leaders and said, “I have come here to resign. Thank you all for your hospitality these past few days. I have had a very pleasant time. However, all good things must come to an end. What was that lousy banquet you were hosting called? The Three Rivers Heroes Banquet? It’s time for it to come to an end.”

Upon hearing this, the two commanders' faces darkened. One commander gripped his nine-ringed sword, trying to exert force, but his arm was powerless. Like a sick tiger, he said in a low voice, "Brother Wan San, what kind of joke are you spouting? You're not going anywhere without my permission. We've gathered here to wipe out Sanjiang Prefecture. Until then, even if the Heavenly King himself came, you wouldn't be leaving! And we won't disband!"

The two usually eloquent commanders were now silent, their faces even paler than the first commander's. This is bad, this is bad, things are going to go terribly wrong. A 99% guarantee, yet they hit that one-in-a-million chance.

He rarely saw timid, honest people go crazy in his life, but it never turned out well. These kinds of people usually seemed the most law-abiding, but when they went mad, they were the most unreasonable.

Dr. Lei replied with a sneer, "If the Heavenly King himself doesn't work, how about the King of Hell?"

"You, what nonsense are you spouting!" The Grand Commander suddenly drew his sword and stood up, but his body swayed slightly, and the tip of the sword drooped slightly. Just maintaining this intimidating posture drained all his strength.

His physical weakness made his intimidation even colder. "Go and drag out this bitch's wife and children."

Dr. Lei remained motionless, maintaining his sneer, as if watching a performance that was about to end.

Qian'er and her two children were watching from the entrance of the Hall of Righteousness when they were immediately dragged inside.

The commander-in-chief could only stand for a short while before he could no longer hold on and sat down again, leaning on his sword.

Dr. Lei, however, stepped onto a table using a chair, rising and falling until the two were eye to eye. Dr. Lei's timid gaze had completely died; he stared back fearlessly into the commander's bloodthirsty, murderous eyes.

Behind them, Qian'er, a little boy, and a little girl were forced to kneel on the ground.

Qian'er pursed her lips and remained silent, but the two children, who were still too young to understand, instinctively cried out for help under immense pressure.

Dr. Lei took out a pill from his sleeve and swallowed it, and a trace of color returned to his face.

He addressed the crowd in a voice louder and more resonant than he had ever heard before: "Gentlemen, I am going to die!"

The first to burst into tears were the two children; it's unclear whether they knew they were going to die or were simply terrified.

The rest of the people became noisy, mostly confused. Apart from the two leaders and a few intelligent people, no one else knew what had happened.

"And all of you, everyone who has drunk my medicine will die!"

Now everyone understood. After a chaotic mix of questions and curses, their voices gradually came together.

"Give me the antidote, you beast!"

"Doctor, please have mercy and give me the antidote! I'll give you whatever price you want!"

"Why bother discussing it with him? Just hang him up and beat him until he begs for the antidote."

The president also tried to snatch the antidote, but his brother pressed him back down.

Just as everyone was about to rush onto the table, a loud shout rang out.

"Quiet!" The two commanders suppressed the crowd with their overwhelming aura.

He forced a smile and looked at Doctor Lei, "Miracle Doctor, we have witnessed your skills. Just name your conditions, and I will cooperate with whatever I can do."

His eyes were fixed on Doctor Lei, and he was determined to see through every expression on the man's face so that he would never let him try anything under his watch again.

Dr. Lei smiled very relaxedly, his expression suggesting that everything in the world was like floating and sinking for him, and that he had taken a detached view of life and death.

He laughed and said, "I only want your and your brother's heads to serve as my chamber pots; I don't care about the rest."

"You!" the commander roared like a sick tiger.

The two commanders pressed him back down, gritting their teeth as they said to Doctor Lei, "Divine Doctor, don't joke around. Don't you care about their lives?"

The two commanders pointed to the mother and her two children kneeling behind him.

Dr. Lei shook his head.

"You really think I wouldn't dare to make a move!"

The two commanders waved their hands, and a bandit stepped forward, drew his long knife, and with a swift stroke, the boy's head rolled off.

Tears streamed down Qian'er's face, but she still gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

The bandit tossed the small head toward Doctor Lei. Doctor Lei didn't dodge; instead, he reached out and caught it, holding the bloody head in his arms with a touch of tenderness and gently stroking it, as if comforting a heartbroken child.

"Whether he dies or not, it makes no difference whether he dies from my medicine or his knife. I should thank the Commander for giving this child a quick death."

Seventy percent. A number popped into the minds of the two leaders: there was a seventy percent chance that the doctor didn't have an antidote! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so unwilling to save the women and children.

The two commanders, exuding a menacing aura, pressed down on Doctor Lei, making his shoulders feel heavy, as if the other's large hands had already gripped his neck.

The two commanders said coldly, "Hand over the antidote. Perhaps we can spare your life. Otherwise, we'll make you wish you were dead! Don't think that just because you're not afraid of death, I can't do anything to you."

Dr. Lei laughed heartily, pulled a dagger from his sleeve, and plunged it into his stomach.

The two commanders' pupils dilated in shock, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that he had not struck a vital spot.

"Hahaha." Doctor Lei continued to laugh, "I wonder how much medical knowledge the Commander-in-Chief possesses. The spot I'm pricking now won't kill someone immediately, but it will cause them excruciating pain, making them wish they were dead. Is this the method you were talking about?"

The two commanders were speechless. Even these tough guys who had lived on the edge of death couldn't be so nonchalant. Being unafraid of death was one thing, but they had never seen anyone unafraid of pain.

Blood stained the area around the dagger. It seemed to make even Doctor Lei's face appear redder. He smiled and said, "This story begins when my wife died. I was very sad at the time, and sometimes I thought about ending it all and going with her."

At this point, Dr. Lei glanced apologetically at Qian'er before continuing, "But I was afraid of death and pain, so I didn't dare to die. During that time, I was in a daze, and even now when I think back, I can't remember what I was thinking or what I did. Looking back, I realized that I had made a poison. It was a drug that could make people lose the sense of pain."

"However, this medicine is not perfect. First of all, its biggest drawback is that it is a deadly poison. Not only humans, but also giant beasts will slowly die after ingesting it. In comparison, another drawback is insignificant. As the poison slowly takes effect, it will gradually cause the poisoned person to lose strength. The more vigorous a person's blood and energy are, the faster they will die, while the effects of the medicine will be slower for the weaker person."

"To be honest, this is the most suitable drug for a coward like me to commit suicide, but I'm too afraid of dying."

Dr. Lei's eyes swept over the somber-looking crowd. Half of his clothes were stained red, but it was as if the blood flowing was not his own.

"But I think none of that matters to you. Let me say something you do care about: there is no antidote for this medicine. Or rather, I've never spent time researching an antidote. Do you understand now?"

The Grand Commander ran his finger around his nine-ringed sword, and a string of blood beads emerged from his fingertip, but he felt no pain whatsoever.

Dr. Lei's laughter grew even more rampant, like a demon descended to earth, and he continued, "Originally, I wanted to wait for you to discover it yourselves, and then watch you despair before telling you all this. Alas, I've run out of time, and this way it is still a bit less meaningful."

The two commanders glared at Qian'er, who was kneeling on the ground, and roared, "Bitch! What did you say again! I told you to monitor him, and this is what you did!? Do you want to die too?"

Qian'er wiped away the tears in her eyes and laughed. "When Lao Lei first told me about this, I was terrified. But when I knew I was going to die, I wasn't afraid anymore. What's the point of me living? To be used as a tool by you bunch of pigs and dogs? To be used as a tool for your lust? A leash for dogs? A tool for having babies? And when I'm old and my looks fade, how will you throw me away like trash?"

Not only did she have a knife to her neck, but she also twisted her body to get up, pointing at her daughter, "My daughter has grown up and will continue my life."

Ignoring the angry shouts of the bandits behind her demanding that she kneel down, she pointed at her son's corpse and asked, "Will my son grow up to be your beast of burden? Or will he join you in becoming a ruthless villain who disregards human life?"

"Haha, haha." Qian'er stared firmly at the two commanders. "The thought of living without seeing the light makes me think that if I can contribute to killing you, dying wouldn't be so bad. I can't choose how I live, so can't I choose a pleasant way to die?"

The two commanders were shocked. That night, "Qian'er was both crying and laughing," not only because Doctor Lei had acted like a beast after taking the medicine, but also because she already knew. Why hadn't they thought of that? No, it was too late then; their brother had already taken the medicine, and it was too late.

Upon hearing Qian'er's words, Dr. Lei breathed a deep sigh of relief, threw his head back, laughed three times, and shouted:

"I, Lei Wansan, have dedicated my life to medicine, saving lives and healing the wounded. One wrong step led to the destruction of my family and the death of my loved ones. Today, I avenge this wrong, how exhilarating! With my mind at peace, I have no regrets even in death!"

"You son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you!" The commander-in-chief drew his sword with trembling hands, looking as if he was going to kill Doctor Lei himself.

The two commanders pressed him back into his seat. "Brother, now that things have come to this, save some face for yourself. Leave this to me."

His eyes, like those of a venomous snake, were fixed on Doctor Lei. Ninety-nine percent, the doctor was absolutely right. But they couldn't give up so easily, just like before when they thought there was a ninety-nine percent chance of anything happening, but things still went wrong. This seemingly hopeless situation might still have a sliver of hope for a turnaround. Regardless, they had to lock him up and use every interrogation method available; that was all they could do now.

Just as the two leaders were about to give the order.

dong dong dong.

A sound like a horse-drawn carriage running rang out.

Everyone's eyes turned toward the direction of the sound.

The two commanders hurriedly asked, "Divine Doctor, what other programs are there? Why don't you tell us all at once?"

Dr. Lei, holding the knife in his stomach with one hand and the boy's head in the other, turned around blankly. "That's it. That was all."

After saying this, he knelt down in pain and rolled off the table. Qian'er caught him, and the two hugged each other.

hiss!

A giant spider burst in through the doorway, its silk threads faster than its body. It bound a person at the door and instantly pulled them into its mouth. Its massive mouth, with four sharp teeth, opened like flower petals, and the person was quickly swallowed up.

"The spider is the Painted Skin! The Painted Skin has gone mad! She's killed someone!"

"Ah! Help! There's such a huge spider! Run!"

"Why are you running! There are so many of us, what are we afraid of? Draw your knives, one knife each, and we'll kill her!"

"Ah, I don't want to die. Even though I'm going to die, I don't want to die in a spider's mouth."

"Oh right, the knife... ah, I... I can't lift the knife anymore!"

The scene was as chaotic as a pot exploding, and the Painted Skin Spider was like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, causing the whole scene to explode.

"Brother." The second commander subconsciously looked at his brother, only to find the latter sitting motionless in his chair, a trail of black blood sliding down from the corner of his mouth.

The two leaders sighed deeply and fell silent for a moment.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Qian'er pulled her daughter into her arms, holding the now motionless Doctor Lei with one arm and her crying daughter with the other.

Dr. Lei was still holding the severed head in his arms.

The four of them huddled together in a corner where no one paid any attention, silently awaiting death.

"Hehe, I thought the Painted Skin was going to alert the enemy. Who gathered everyone here? It certainly saved me a lot of trouble." Lan Hanyin sat in a simple bamboo sedan chair and was carried in by four people, surrounded by even more 'people'.

"Lan Hanyin? Weren't you locked up in jail? What happened to you?" The Second Commander felt a chill run down his spine. Never in his life had he felt so cold.

Lan Hanyin chuckled and said, "Guess?"

The people behind him were those who had taken his medicine and entered a state of 'hibernation'. At this moment, they still looked the same as before, and it seemed that they had almost recovered from their illness. However, when they moved, you could see that their movements were uncoordinated, and the way they were driven by others was completely different from when they were alive.