Old Dog Xue Xing

Shang An sent three streams of Soul Power into the bodies of the three people on the bed to make things easier for himself. The three people on the bed suddenly felt their bodies stiffen, and a wave of drowsiness came over them. Xue Beng moved twice more, then after his Prehistoric Power surged out, he collapsed onto the woman and fell into a deep sleep. The three of them were stacked together like a sandwich.

Although Xue Beng was a prince, the Heaven Dou Empire's inherited Martial Soul was truly pathetic. Xue Beng was also addicted to eating, drinking, and having fun all day long. Even with no shortage of resources, he had only barely reached Soul Grandmaster at fourteen. The two girls were ordinary people and were even less capable of resisting, so they fell into a deep sleep.

Ni Huang stood guard outside the sleeping chamber to prevent any accidents.

Inside the sleeping chamber,

Shang An walked to the bed and carefully examined them.

"Tsk tsk, what a wild game. He actually took the Dry Path."

Looking at Xue Beng's posture, Shang An clicked his tongue in amazement. Then his Psychic Power surged and poured into Xue Beng's sea of consciousness. Acting this way could easily trigger a backlash, but with Xue Beng's strength and willpower, there was no chance of him bouncing back.

Shang An did not care whether this would hurt Xue Beng. At most, it would cause a tiny bit of influence, such as lowering Xue Beng's intelligence or something. It was no big deal, right?

Very soon, Xue Beng's mental defenses were breached. It seemed he really was a complete good-for-nothing. Shang An used his Psychic Power to construct a beautiful and magnificent dreamscape in Xue Beng's mind.

"Enjoy the experience."

In a daze, Xue Beng arrived at a vast, mysterious place shrouded in gray mist. Countless terrifying figures filled the area, and several long lines stretched out beside him. Some of the people in them were as lost as he was, while others were crying and wailing in agony.

"Where is this?"

Xue Beng looked around in a panic.

Crack!

A whip lashed across his body. The blow was powerful and heavy, tearing his flesh open and sending him stumbling forward, nearly making him fall.

"Who! Who hit me?"

Xue Beng turned his head and saw a humanoid monster with a ferocious ox head. It held a whip in one hand and wore a sinister grin.

Crack!

The Ox-Head Monster raised the whip in his hand. "Move faster!"

Xue Beng flew into a rage. "I am the fourth prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, the future emperor of Heaven Dou. How dare you hit me!"

Crack!

Xue Beng was furious and frightened. "Ah! Who are you? I'll have my imperial father bring four hundred thousand troops to chop you to pieces! Chop you to pieces!"

Crack!

"Ah!"

Crack!

Xue Beng wailed, "No, stop hitting me!"

Seeing Xue Beng's cowardly appearance, the Ox-Head Monster revealed a trace of disdain. "You're already dead. What future are you talking about? The emperors and generals of your mortal world are nothing here!"

"I... I'm dead? How is that possible?" Xue Beng could not believe it.

Crack!

"Are you moving or not?" The Ox-Head Monster did not care whether Xue Beng was confused. He lashed him again.

Xue Beng's back had already been beaten until there was not a single patch of uninjured flesh left. At this point, he could only endure the confusion and fear in his heart and follow the line forward one step at a time.

After walking for an unknown length of time, the fear in Xue Beng's heart had turned into numbness. The endless line, the continuous wails, and the ferocious Ox-Head Monsters—these were Xue Beng's impressions of this place.

Where exactly is this?

At last, it seemed that the line was about to reach him. Next, he should follow the "people" in front of him through that strange door.

"Xue Beng!"

A thunderous shout suddenly rang out. Xue Beng shuddered and nearly jumped.

He saw an ox head taller than a mountain staring at him. When it raised its body, its boundlessly enormous figure stood before him. The towering, majestic body stretched beyond sight. Even the gods probably looked no more imposing than this.

The Ox-Head Giant said coldly, "Xue Beng, by order of Judge Lu, I announce that you are to go to the Hall of the Judge for trial."

Xue Beng did not dare resist, nor could he resist. Just like pinching an ant, the Ox-Head Giant held him between her fingers and walked forward.

After some more time, Xue Beng was brought into a solemn and imposing great hall. Various instruments of torture filled the hall, frightening him until all four limbs trembled. He lowered his head and did not dare look around any longer.

Rows of Ox-Head Monsters stood neatly on both sides of the hall. The Ox-Head Giant from before had also shrunk her body. It turned out that she had transformed from one of those Ox-Head Monsters.

"Bold criminal, why do you not kneel upon seeing this official?"

The courtroom block slammed down, and a furious shout rang out from above.

Only after raising his head did Xue Beng discover that a humanoid creature had appeared behind the bench at some point. It had a ferocious face, a crimson complexion, and wore a bright red robe and a strange hat. A frail figure stood behind her.

Following the Judge's furious shout, all the Ox-Head Monsters standing on either side turned their gazes over. The pressure in their eyes frightened Xue Beng until his knees went weak, and he knelt on the ground.

As for the dignity of the imperial family, as long as he could survive today, who still cared about that?

The Judge looked down from the bench and said sternly:

"Are you Xue Beng?"

"Yes, that's me, sir."

Xue Beng was extremely cooperative. He had no choice—the gazes of those Ox-Head people were far too frightening.

The Judge shouted again, "Xue Beng, do you know your crimes for what you did in the mortal world?"

"I know, I know." Xue Beng agreed out of habit, then suddenly realized what he had said. Confessing? Will I be beheaded? "Wait, my lord, I'm innocent! I have committed no crimes! I'm a good person!"

"You still dare argue? Read out his crimes and let him die knowing why."

The Judge shouted angrily, and the frail figure beside her immediately opened a scroll of records.

"Xue Beng. Fourteen years in the world. During that time, he killed eighteen thousand two hundred and sixty-eight mortals and assaulted seven thousand eight hundred and twenty women, more than two thousand of whom were counted in both figures. You still dare claim to be a good person?"

Xue Beng was completely dumbfounded. He was a wastrel, that much was true, but he was only fourteen. Where had killing more than ten thousand people come from? And those seven thousand women— even if he had begun indulging himself at the age of six, sleeping with two a day still would not have been enough to reach seven thousand.

Xue Beng repeatedly cried out his innocence. "I've been wronged! My lord, seven thousand women? Are you kidding me?"

"Even if I really had the desire, my body couldn't keep up!"

"Even if I really had the courage, my waist couldn't keep up!"

The Judge did not care about any of this.

"Quibbling sophistry. You claim to have been wronged. Is there anyone in the mortal world willing to testify for you?"

"There is, there is."

Xue Beng had not expected that he could find someone to testify for him, and he was instantly delighted.

However, when he thought of the candidates, Xue Beng became troubled again. If he summoned a few so-called confidants, who knew what they really thought? They knew all about his evil deeds. Although they appeared respectful on the surface, they might be cursing him in their hearts and wishing for him to die sooner. Those useless friends of his could not be relied upon either.

Within the Xue Family, Xue Qinghe was his enemy, while Xue Ke had always hated him, so they would not do. His father, Xue Ye, might work, but doing so would probably lower his father's opinion of him. It seemed that only his uncle, Prince Xue Xing, would do.

Xue Xing had always supported him. Since he was young, Xue Xing had taught him to ruin his own reputation to avoid being harmed. When Xue Ye was busy with state affairs, it was also Xue Xing who taught him. It could be said that Prince Xue Xing was the person Xue Beng trusted most.

Thinking of this, Xue Beng said, "I want my uncle, Prince Xue Xing, to testify for me."

A short while later,

A middle-aged man was brought forward between two Ox-Heads.

"Uncle!" Xue Beng shouted in delight.

That's right, the person who had come was Prince Xue Xing. However, he was a Prince Xue Xing formed by Shang An according to the memories buried in Xue Beng's heart, and he was under Shang An's control.

The Judge said to Xue Xing, "Xue Xing, we summoned you to assist with the investigation. If you cooperate and act as a witness, we will let you return to life afterward."

Xue Beng breathed a sigh of relief. Xue Xing understood him best. He knew all about the evil deeds Xue Beng had committed, but he also supported and doted on him the most. Surely he would not reveal some of those evil deeds.

"My lord, I'll testify. The assault of seven thousand women and the slaughter of more than ten thousand people are all true."

"Xue Xing's" tone was firm and decisive.

Xue Beng's eyes instantly widened. Uncle, so what if you won't help me? Why are you slandering me too? Aren't we on the same side?

Hearing Xue Beng's words, the Judge flew into a rage. "Xue Beng, what else do you have to say?"

"My lord, it's slander! Slander! He's slandering me!"

Xue Beng hurriedly explained while glaring resentfully at Prince Xue Xing.

"Uncle, why are you slandering me?"

"Heh, I'm only telling the truth. Also, don't call me uncle. You're nothing but a good-for-nothing, a pawn helping me seize the throne by making Xue Ye believe that I have no interest in it."

Xue Xing looked at Xue Beng with contempt.

"Do you know? Every time I hear you call me uncle, I feel sick, yet I still have to greet you with a smile. You're nothing but a good-for-nothing, my puppet. I am the future emperor of Heaven Dou. If I didn't need you to stand in front, why would I have tolerated the existence of a good-for-nothing like you?"

Xue Xing's words and gaze pierced Xue Beng deeply.

"Old Dog Xue Xing, you treacherous villain! You'll die a horrible death!"

"Heh, curse me however you like. Once I return to the mortal world, I'll still be Prince Xue Xing, the man who bears the nation's burdens. You can wait here to die."

Xue Xing did not care in the slightest about Xue Beng's mockery. In fact, as he watched the crazed Xue Beng, he even revealed a look of disdain.

"Xue Xing, you may leave."

Seeing that Xue Xing had finished testifying, the Judge waved her hand.

"Thank you, my lord."

Prince Xue Xing cupped his hands and followed an Ox-Head out. Before leaving, he added,

"I hope Your Excellency will punish Xue Beng severely and absolutely not allow him to return to the mortal world to cause trouble."