Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 58 Feng Yu

Old Master Feng waved his hand, and a few drops of blood splattered onto the people who had just come out of the prison.

With each breath, the blood spots were completely absorbed by their skin.

The young man surnamed Feng suddenly turned bloodshot and roared like a wild beast.

His body was enveloped in white steam, as if it were boiling, and soon the white steam turned pink with a hint of blood mist.

Many members of the Feng family, enveloped in pink mist, rushed toward the newly born 'child'.

Waaah—the crying started again.

However, this time it was not as effective as killing the jailer before. The Feng family hesitated for only a second before immediately resuming their actions.

The blood mist acted as a barrier, isolating them from all invisible attacks.

The 'child' calmly extended a three-fingered hand pieced together from organs and touched the 'scarf' around its neck.

The 'child,' crawling on all fours, was incredibly fast. He ran straight towards the young man's fist, opening his sewn-up mouth to reveal teeth that looked like shattered bone.

He bit his fist, a bizarre scene that didn't seem to harm him at all.

With a flick of his wrist, the young man tossed the 'child' onto the wooden railing beside him.

At this moment, the young man's eyes regained their clarity.

He opened his eyes and saw that he was still in prison, but the scenery around him had changed.

The crazed Feng family and the strange baby have all vanished.

He was tightly bound to a wooden frame.

A silvery laugh drifted from afar, "Second Brother, are you satisfied with the bride I chose for you?"

"My sister understands me best. In a few days, your second brother will invite you to dinner at Zixia Pavilion."

"What do you mean, 'in a few days'? Are you trying to trick me again? Today is the day!"

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever my sister says."

With a click, the young man's cell door opened, and even against the light, he could still make out the person's face.

His face lit up with joy. “Second Brother Ma, Fourth Sister Ma, it’s me, Feng Yu from the Feng family! We met a few days ago, please put me down.”

"What nonsense is this person spouting?" The girl with delicate features looked at Feng Yu, who was tied to the wooden stake.

“Feng Yu is our cousin, and he brought this batch of goods over. If you’re going to impersonate someone, at least find someone I’ve never met before to impersonate, then maybe I’ll believe you.”

An extreme chill spread through Feng Yu's body. Yes, the Ma family members were all dead, and this underground warehouse had been exposed.

How could they be here? How could I be here?

An extreme sense of terror spread throughout Feng Yu's body.

"Fourth Sister," Feng Yu said hoarsely, "I really am Feng Yu. Something has happened, something terrible has happened. Your Ma family has suffered a devastating disaster. No, it might be something that happened later. I don't know the details. Anyway, put me down first, and I'll tell you slowly, okay?"

The girl's slender fingers reached out and grabbed Feng Yu's chin, preventing him from continuing to speak.

Feng Yu looked at the beautiful, porcelain-doll-like girl in front of him, whose hand holding his chin seemed like a perfect work of art.

Although Feng Yu and Ma Siniang are cousins, Feng Yu is of far lower status than Ma Siniang.

Feng Yu still remembers how his heart would flutter whenever he saw this captivating girl from afar.

If he saw her during the day, her image would fill his mind at night. She was also the person who appeared most often in Feng Yu's fantasies.

Feng Yu sometimes thought that if he could just hold her hand, he would die without regrets.

But now her hand was gripping his chin, and Feng Yu felt a chill run down his spine.

Are they human or ghosts? What are they up to?

"Brother, this guy is good-looking, but he's too annoying. Can I cut off his tongue first?"

Feng Yu tried to struggle, but his head was as if it were fixed in place by an iron clamp and he couldn't move.

A pair of pliers forcibly pulled his tongue out of his mouth.

Feng Yu soon heard a 'crack-crack-' sound, accompanied by a sharp pain in his mouth.

It turns out that having your tongue cut off doesn't just cause pain in your tongue; all your teeth, nasal cavity, and even your eyes and the entire brain will experience excruciating pain.

Feng Yu's tears fell like rain, and she was in so much pain that she almost fainted.

But a bucket of cold water quickly woke him up.

"Girl, what's next?" Ma Er asked with a doting smile.

"Second brother, you know me. I like handsome boys, but I don't like boys with dirty parts!" Ma Si Niang said in a coquettish tone.

Feng Yu's numb nerves immediately sensed the danger, and he shook his head, wanting to refuse.

But with his limbs bound, he had no way to resist.

His pants were quickly ripped off.

"No matter how many times I look at it, I still think it's ugly, even though she has such a pretty face," Ma Si Niang said with a coquettish disdain.

"Should we go straight to it, or do it the way I taught you last time?" Ma Er, dressed in fine clothes, was carefully sharpening the scissors on the side.

Ma Si Niang didn't say anything, but immediately took action.

Feng Yu felt something soft press against her lips, and a soft, squishy thing burrowed into her mouth, which was in excruciating pain.

"Hey, even in this state you can still stand up. Men are really too dirty. Oh, Second Brother, I wasn't talking about you." Ma Si Niang said playfully.

Feng Yu subconsciously sensed the danger, but it was too late. With a cracking sound, blood gushed out like a spring.

The water splashed onto Ma Erge and Ma Si Niang's faces, and the two laughed and joked like children splashed with water.

Just when Feng Yu thought he was going to bleed to death, this nightmare had only just begun.

Feng Yu could no longer speak, and he began to understand that his soul had been placed in the body of a very handsome young man.

After that, only Ma Si Niang came to see him. She would dress herself in strange clothes and ask him to do all sorts of strange things. She would attach a tail to him, then ride on his back and play cowboy games.

Feng Yu gradually realized that she would be tortured whenever she refused. But if she cooperated, she could survive even if she suffered some abuse.

If this was a dream, it had been far too long. Feng Yu had no idea how many days he had been kept as a plaything.

He could not speak, could not tell the Ma family what would happen in the future, and had given up everything as a human being.

He would do whatever Ma Si Niang ordered, no matter how outrageous it was.

Just when Feng Yu thought life would continue like this, Ma Erge unexpectedly came to his cell that day.

"Fourth Sister said you're too obedient and not fun, so she told me to get rid of you," Ma Er said with a smile to Feng Yu, who was kneeling at his feet.

Feng Yu wanted to explain, to say that he was Si Niang's best pet, that he could play many games with Si Niang, and that he had many other talents that he had not yet shown.

But he had long since lost the ability to speak.

Ma Er, with a refined smile, took out a short knife.

"Lie face down, belly up!"

Feng Yu knew he was going to die, but he couldn't muster any resistance. He clenched his teeth as if biting his own tongue, which no longer existed.

“Perfect timing, Wanshou said he needs a batch of fresh hearts.” Ma Er said, making a cut on Feng Yu’s stomach.