Both of Ping Peng's heads hurt, and they cursed bitterly in their hearts.
Good grief, using that much force, were they?
Then they gritted their teeth, opened their gaping maws again, and bit down on their own feet.
With that bite, both heads cried out even more fiercely.
The doubled pain made their screams utterly heartrending.
Yet even as they hurt, they did not forget to bite down even harder.
Hong Yuan watched this scene and nodded in satisfaction.
"Teachable indeed!"
Hearing Hong Yuan's praise, Ping Peng bit down even more enthusiastically.
It was as though their own feet had some deep-seated grudge against them.
As they bit, they even asked the other, "Do you know what you did wrong?"
That perfectly synchronized question left both heads stunned.
The expressions on their faces gradually darkened.
"You still refuse to admit your mistake!!"
With that, they continued biting their own feet.
They bit for a full hundred years.
Over those hundred years, Ping Peng's four limbs became a bloody mess, and both heads howled in pain without end.
Hong Yuan stood nearby and watched for the entire hundred years.
Finally, one day, Ping Peng stopped biting. Both heads were weeping bitterly, their eyes brimming with tears as they looked at Hong Yuan.
"Fellow Daoist, it refuses to admit its mistake! What should we do?"
Hearing that, Hong Yuan began pondering.
After a long while, he slowly took out several fruits as red as blood, their color deep and vivid.
"These are Spiritual Fruits I happened to acquire before, called Spicy Fruits. Besides increasing one's cultivation, they have another trait: they are exceptionally spicy. Even a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal would need quite some time to recover after eating one. Since pain from outside the body cannot make it admit its