King Yanzhu's Despair
Deep within the Virtual Universe.
Amidst the ethereal nebula, a solitary floating island hangs silently above the Chaos void.
Hahaha~!
Maniacal, hysterical laughter echoed across the deathly silent island.
The source of the laughter was a handsome man who was almost otherworldly. His skin was so white it was almost transparent, but his eyes and brows revealed a sinister and ruthless nature, and his lips were as red as blood. He was none other than the King Magic Candle, who had been imprisoned in the Ninth Prison for ten thousand years.
He staggered to his feet, his eyes filled with a twisted ecstasy of relief at surviving the ordeal.
Finally, I can go out for a day of fresh air again!
Who could have imagined that he, the son of the Venerable Shi Huo King-Rank Immortal being, would be thrown into the Ninth Prison, a living hell!
Every minute and every second there felt like a nightmare.
If it weren't for his father Venerable Shi Huo, he would probably have been exploited to the point of exhaustion by those Madman and villains in prison, reduced to a plaything worse than pigs and dogs, either going completely insane or ending up ashes.
But sometimes, living is a thousand times, ten thousand times more painful than dying!
"Call!"
The King Magic Candle exhaled a breath of stale air, surveyed the empty hall, his sinister eyes suddenly darkening as he roared, "Where are they? Where have they all gone!"
He wanted to vent! He wanted to unleash all the torture he suffered in prison on others, doubly so! After all, in the Virtual Universe, even if he tortured and killed those people a thousand times, they wouldn't really die!
"My lord." A man in black armor stepped out from the corner and bowed.
The King Magic Candle's eyes flashed with anger. "Why are you alone? Where are the others? Where are my maids!"
The man in black armor raised his eyes. "Your His Highness, His Venerable has decreed that your exercise time rules have been modified. The time limit has been changed from one thousand years to ten thousand years, and the duration is one day. Furthermore, during your exercise time, you will not be served by any maids or servants, and you are prohibited from contacting any outsiders. You may only engage in single-player games, browse online videos, etc., and are forbidden from engaging in any activities involving any living creatures."
"What?!"
The King Magic Candle was struck dumb, and rushed forward, grabbing the man in black armor by the neck. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.
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Say that again!
The man in black armor, his face flushed red from being choked, remained calm, even showing some sympathy. "This—is the Venerable's order."
"Ahhh~!"
With a furious roar, the King Magic Candle suddenly increased the force in his hand, crushing the armored man into countless specks of light, forcing him to exit the Virtual Universe.
The furious roar echoed through the hall for a long time before the King Magic Candle finally calmed down, trembling all over.
But the next second, as if he remembered something terrifying, his face turned deathly pale. The time he had been shouting and yelling just now was also counted in the exercise time!
"+!"
The King Magic Candle cursed under his breath, daring not to delay any longer. He quickly selected a single-player killing game on the virtual screen. He wanted to go in and slaughter indiscriminately, venting all the pent-up anger in his heart!
After the game finished loading, he controlled his character to rush into the battlefield, only to find that he couldn't even beat ordinary NPCs!
He was furious and wanted to spend money to improve his character's combat power, but found that his account permissions were completely frozen. He couldn't even access the store, let alone recharge!
"Aaaaaah~!" A desperate roar echoed across the island once again.
The King Magic Candle tried every single-player game, but in the end, he could only rely on his powerful willpower as King-Rank Immortal to barely manage to kill a few monsters in the easiest levels, which was some consolation.
A day passes in the blink of an eye.
As the Virtual Universe began to distort and dissipate, the King Magic Candle knew that his brief period of happiness was over, and he would have to return to the dark and gloomy Ninth Prison to continue enduring endless torment.
Thankfully—thankfully his sentence was only ten thousand epochs. Now, nearly twenty thousand years have passed, and he'll soon be out of the woods!
A faint glimmer of hope flickered in the eyes of the King Magic Candle. He began to imagine his life after his release from prison: deep within his own territory, detached from worldly affairs, never to provoke anyone again, and to live out the endless years to come in peace.
How joyful!
The scene changes in the next moment.
The desolate and lifeless land was filled with churning lava, and the sky was riddled with crisscrossing spatial fissures. A fierce wind howled past, stinging one's skin.
There is no sign of life here; not even a blade of grass can be seen.
The King Magic Candle shuddered, instinctively shrinking back and warily scanning his surroundings. He didn't want to be captured by the demons in the prison again and suffer those excruciating tortures.
Having finally found a secluded crevice to hide in, the King Magic Candle trembled as he raised his wrist to look at the simple timekeeping wristwatch.
In this dark and hopeless prison, watching the time on his wristwatch tick away second by second, and seeing himself getting closer and closer to freedom, was his only joy.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Time flows slowly.
Suddenly, the King Magic Candle seemed to have seen something unbelievable. His eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and he exclaimed in horror, "One—one hundred thousand epochs?!"
On the wristwatch's screen, the cold, hard numbers stung his eyes; his sentence had skyrocketed from ten thousand epochs to one hundred thousand epochs!
How is that possible?!
Is it a system error?
Impossible! The Virtual Universe system never malfunctions!
The King Magic Candle's mentality collapsed instantly. He clutched his head, curled up in the crevice of the rock, and trembled violently.
But not long after, he suddenly raised his head, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.
It must be that Luo Feng, the personal disciple of the Chaos City Lord, broke through to the Immortal realm. My cowardly father only added to my sentence to curry favor with the Chaos City Lord!
"Damn it! This damn biological father!" The King Magic Candle, in a frenzy, pounded the ground. "If you didn't want to take care of me, why didn't you just throw me against the wall? Useless! Coward!"
"So what if he almost killed Luo Feng and tried to search his soul to find out the secret to his strength? He failed, didn't he? What is Venerable like him afraid of?"
Finally, the King Magic Candle burst out of the crevice and wreaked havoc on the lava-covered land. He punched and kicked, smashing the rocks to pieces, roaring, "Damn it! They all deserve to die! Wait until I get out! Wait until I get out, and I'll slaughter them all! Slaughter!"
I don't know how much time passed.
"Ding~"
A familiar system notification suddenly rang in his mind. The King Magic Candle froze, then looked up sharply, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented light!
The sentence has been reduced! It must have been reduced!
It must be his dear old father, finally remembering his son's "filial piety" and having a change of heart! He raised his wrist with trembling hands, his eyes fixed on the screen.
The next second, the ecstasy on the King Magic Candle's face froze instantly, then turned into utter despair.
The number had suddenly changed from 100,000 epochs to 1,000,000 epochs!
King Magic Candle: "?"
He rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he was seeing things. But the cold, hard number remained etched into his pupils.
Dead silence.
A deathly silence.
A moment later, a tear slid down the corner of the King Magic Candle's eye. He slumped down beside the scalding lava, all his strength seemingly drained, his eyes terrifyingly empty.
My mental state completely collapsed.
Just then, a lewd voice suddenly rang out from above his head.
"Tsk tsk tsk, so that's where the noise came from. Turns out there's such a pretty little beauty hiding here." The voice was cloyingly slurred, mixed with a greedy slurping sound. "A billion years—finally, I've caught a plaything to have some fun with!"
The King Magic Candle stiffly raised his head.
A hunched, grotesque cockroach-like monster looked down at him, its murky compound eyes gleaming with undisguised lewdness. Its cold tentacles brushed lightly across his cheek.
The King Magic Candle trembled, and the last glimmer of light in his eyes went out completely.