Chapter 213: Comforting Your Body, Pain in My Heart

“Senior apprentice-brother, do you think he’ll be alright?” Xing Yueyu was still immersed in the atmosphere of being kidnapped. This experience gave Xing Yueyu a strange feeling.

Back at the sect, she had always been protected by her senior brothers. Now, after coming out for cultivation practice, she encountered such an event, which excited her greatly.

Indeed, her senior brothers had said that only after leaving the sect could one experience a different kind of life, and it truly was so.

“He should be fine, I suppose.” Lei Hengfeng wasn’t too certain about it either.

Although Liu Lingfeng was quite annoying, regardless of that, the relationship between the two sects was still decent. A long time ago, an elder from their sect had married an elder from the Xuanjian Pavilion. Although it had been a thousand years, this bond still lingered.

“Ah, senior apprentice-brother, look at that…” At this moment, Xing Yueyu pointed toward a large flag fluttering in the distance.

Lei Hengfeng looked up and saw a flag waving atop the mountain.

After thinking for a moment, Lei Hengfeng’s face suddenly lit up. “Quickly, that’s the flag of the Xuanjian Pavilion. Only the Xuanjian Pavilion erects flags when setting up camp among all the sects.”

In that sinister and mysterious grove.

A series of mournful cries echoed within.

“What are you doing? Let me go.” Liu Lingfeng was struggling desperately at this moment, but in this instant, he realized how insignificant he was. No matter how hard he struggled, the person kept holding his foot and walking deeper into the grove.

At this moment, Lin Fan’s mighty back view appeared extremely terrifying in Liu Lingfeng’s eyes.

Combined with the quiet atmosphere around, it seemed so terrifying.

“I am a disciple of the Xuanjian Pavilion. My master won’t let you get away with this.” At this moment, Liu Lingfeng was almost in tears. In this desperate situation, he suddenly regretted deeply why he had to act so arrogant.

Wouldn’t it have been better to just stay put quietly? Why did he have to go around causing trouble and end up in this mess? What should he do now?

At this moment, Lin Fan stopped walking, looked around the environment, and found it quite suitable—quiet and far away from Sha Dulong and the others. He assumed they wouldn’t be able to hear the screams soon.

The Holy Demon Sect was moving towards stability. Although the sect already had two talents, Mie Qiong and Tianyu, it was still not enough.

In Lin Fan’s opinion, Liu Lingfeng’s strength was still low, but what he valued was Liu Lingfeng’s Yin-Yang Sword Intent.

Although this Yin-Yang Sword Intent was not yet very strong, Lin Fan knew that when one’s cultivation reached a certain level, the Yin-Yang Sword Intent would unleash its greatest power.

At the Great Heaven Realm, one would control and comprehend the rules, among which were the Yin and Yang rules. Those who could master such rules would surely achieve great accomplishments.

Today, no matter what, Lin Fan was determined to subdue Liu Lingfeng.

At this moment, Liu Lingfeng felt the grip on his foot loosen, and he immediately scrambled backward in panic.

“Don’t come near me. My master is around here somewhere.” Liu Lingfeng said anxiously.

Lin Fan calmly looked at Liu Lingfeng. Suddenly, a long, black whip appeared in his hand. With a crack, it struck the ground, producing a sharp sound.

Good, this whip was quite suitable. Ever since he had mastered the secondary profession of trainer, Lin Fan had always carried a whip with him, just in case.

At this moment, when Liu Lingfeng saw the whip, he was terrified beyond words.

“No…!”

Without thinking much, Liu Lingfeng immediately ran toward the outside.

However, at this moment, Lin Fan flicked his wrist, and the whip moved like a snake, pulling Liu Lingfeng back.

“Don’t panic. I won’t kill you. Just remember, this is for your own good,” Lin Fan said calmly.

Then he took out some leather straps, bound Liu Lingfeng’s hands, and hung him up on a tree.

“What are you going to do…” Liu Lingfeng looked at Lin Fan in terror. He was genuinely scared now, praying desperately in his heart.

“Master, please come and save me…”

Lin Fan swung the whip a few times, feeling that it was quite manageable. Then, a faint, bright smile appeared on his lips.

Undress, strip bare, and hang him up first, to start building up his sense of shame.

Crack.

A loud sound echoed through the void. The whip tip seemed to have eyes of its own, aiming precisely at Liu Lingfeng’s upper garment.

When the whip touched Liu Lingfeng, his clothes instantly tore open.

Lin Fan looked closely and was momentarily stunned.

Besides some scattered cosmetics, Liu Lingfeng was actually wearing a bellyband right next to his skin, and to top it off, it was pink.

At this moment, Liu Lingfeng was also dumbfounded, then screamed in shock.

Lin Fan took a deep breath. This time, his training subject was quite special. Indeed, those who could comprehend the Yin-Yang Sword Intent were not ordinary people.

As he delved deeper into his research, Lin Fan had created multiple techniques for his trainer profession. Naturally, he was now going to apply them on Liu Lingfeng.

At this moment, Lin Fan’s eyes changed. His calm gaze suddenly turned sharp and fierce.

When Liu Lingfeng met Lin Fan’s gaze, his heart was filled with panic. In Lin Fan’s eyes, he saw a sky filled with whipping whips.

“How about following me from now on?” Before the training, it was necessary to set the theme, to make the other party resist him internally, and eventually, through training, forcibly accept him.

“Impossible!” Liu Lingfeng roared.

As soon as Liu Lingfeng spoke these words, a smile immediately appeared on Lin Fan’s lips. This was exactly the response he was waiting for.

“Wild Whipping.”

Lin Fan was not a pervert by nature, but for the future of the Holy Demon Sect, he could only force himself to act this way for now.

“No…!” At this moment, countless whips danced in the sky, each one striking Liu Lingfeng’s body. Each lash felt like an indelible humiliation, deeply etched onto his pure, flawless skin.

Liu Lingfeng screamed in pain as each whip struck him. The pain was unbearable, but an even greater sense of shame enveloped him.

“Will you follow me or not?” Lin Fan asked again.

“I won’t!” Sweat poured from Liu Lingfeng’s body at this moment. The glistening sweat soaked his flawless body, making it shine like a jade under the sunlight, translucent and sparkling.

His skin was so smooth, fitting for the cosmetics he used.

“Fine. Ultimate Secret Art: Aerial Ornamental鞭策.”

Translates to:

“Fine. Ultimate Secret Art: Aerial Ornamental Lash.”

Note: If “鞭策” here refers to a specific technique or move within a fictional or martial arts context, an alternative translation could be “Aerial Ornamental Whip” or “Aerial Ornamental Stroke,” depending on the intended imagery or action. However, “Lash” is the most direct and natural English equivalent for “鞭策” in this context.

At this moment, Lin Fan was ready to unleash his ultimate move. This was the most powerful technique of the trainer profession. With one move, heaven and earth would be destroyed, humanity would fall, and morality would no longer exist in the world.

The Aerial Ornamental鞭策 contained 188 different techniques.

Last time, on Mie Qiong, he had only used twenty techniques. Now, on Liu Lingfeng, he would use thirty techniques, hoping he could endure it.

One whip strokes the chrysanthemum.

One whip twists the yang.

Not knowing how long had passed, Lin Fan exhaled lightly, slightly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Are you willing to follow me now?”

“I am willing.”

Looking at Liu Lingfeng curled up on the ground, Lin Fan helplessly stepped forward, gently patted his head, and sighed deeply, “Ah, I feel your pain. In the future, you will understand that all this is for your own good.”

After half an hour of intense training, the wild horse had finally been tamed. For Lin Fan, the power of his secondary profession as a trainer still had much to explore.

At this moment, a white figure darted like a ghost through the grove.

“Villain, don’t hurt my disciple…”

At that moment, a crisp, angry shout reached Lin Fan’s ears.

Lin Fan looked up and his expression immediately changed.

The enemy’s combat power was too high.

Retreat…