Fatal Instruments of Torture! Don't Come Any Closer!

First Hong ignored the two of them and continued—

"From now on, you must reduce your material lives to the bare minimum and seek liberation of the soul."

"Start with clothing."

He retrieved the gifted items, and two pairs of shoes, two fundoshi, and two bedboards covered in nails appeared before him.

At the sight of those glittering cold points, Oscar and the other man's eyelids twitched wildly.

This thing...

Couldn't have been prepared for them, could it?

"Take off your clothes and put these on," First Hong said calmly.

The two exchanged a glance.

You first?

Together!

They undressed at the same time.

First Hong wanted to look away.

"Nine Color Goddess": Don't! This is where the good part begins! Watch carefully!

At the demand of his wealthy patron, First Hong could only keep watching the eye-searing scene.

Oh?

As expected of Dai Mubai and his "White Tiger" martial soul—he was actually an "Azure Dragon."

—Those who knew, knew. No explanation needed.

I thought he'd be golden-haired too.

Oscar was just average-sized, and he still went around chasing women?

The two picked up the fundoshi, preparing to cover their vital parts first.

But with a shake—

"Clink, clank!"

Amid a crisp series of metallic collisions, the fundoshi unfolded, revealing the "ferocious fangs" on its inner side, their points stained with specks of gold.

"Hiss—"

"Hiss—"

"Hiss—"

Even First Hong sucked in a sharp breath!

This was no longer just ball pain—it was going to turn them into sieves!

"Nine Color Goddess": Hahaha! Scared you all, didn't it?

"Nine Color Goddess": Buddha God personally wore and consecrated these. Those golden marks are His divine blood, so they can barely be considered low-grade divine artifacts.

"Nine Color Goddess": Based on the wearer's strength, they produce spikes of matching intensity, piercing your vital parts while keeping things as safe as possible!

"Nine Color Goddess": Isn't that exciting?

"God of Phoenix": Holy shit! Won't that stab the two of them to death?

"Nine Color Goddess": Don't worry, it can heal them.

"God of Phoenix": Holy shit! That's even more terrifying, okay?!

First Hong: ...

This was never written in Tibetan Esoteric Vajra Zen. It had been Nine Color Goddess's "flash of inspiration."

His scalp tingled!

"First," Oscar said with difficulty, "this thing... the spikes face outward, right?"

Dai Mubai looked over nervously. It couldn't be that cruel, could it?

First Hong shook his head helplessly.

"No. The spikes face inward."

Despair visibly filled Oscar and Dai Mubai's eyes.

Every man knew just how terrifying getting hit in the balls was.

And now they had to have their balls "stabbed" at all times?

How the hell were they supposed to live like this?!

"It's fine!" Dai Mubai gritted his teeth. "We have the Indestructible Body of a Vajra now. We can withstand it! This must be training our control!"

First Hong pressed his lips together and said nothing.

Sorry about that.

These two heaven-defying instruments of torture were low-grade divine artifacts.

They could adjust their attack intensity based on the target's defense.

Even his Indestructible Body of a Vajra, which was "invincible below godhood," would take "piercing damage" while wearing them.

But naturally, he wasn't about to tell them that.

He silently watched the two carefully wrap themselves up, keeping as much distance as possible.

They somehow wore the fundoshi like shorts.

Unfortunately—

"Swish, swish, swish—"

The fundoshi automatically adjusted and tightened.

The shorts instantly became briefs.

"Holy shit!"

"Fuck!"

The two cursed and hurriedly activated their Indestructible Body of a Vajra.

But—

"Pfft—" ×2

"Awooo—" ×2

Clutching their crotches, the two collapsed to the ground and curled up like shrimp.

But that posture squeezed against the spikes and made the pain even worse. Their cries shifted into silent tremors, their mouths hanging open as they failed to make a sound for a long while.

The pain reached their bones.

Watching them made First Hong's own lower half tingle—his hair was getting a little long. He would have to groom it later.

The Livestream Room exploded as well!

"God of Phoenix": Watching this made me strip naked immediately. I was scared I'd get hit too!

"Nine Color Goddess": Hahaha! This is exactly the effect I wanted! Who told you not to control your lower halves?

"God of Speed": Yes, yes, yes! So satisfying! Absolutely satisfying!

"God of Emotion": Luckily Tang San valued his inheritance and didn't alter the Mysterious Heaven Skill into this Tibetan Esoteric Vajra Zen.

"God King of Destruction 002": Goddesses these days are truly ruthless. Life is still the most beautiful.

"God King of Destruction 001": Agreed.

Well, damn!

Even God King of Destruction 001 had been drawn out.

As a power attack-type Soul Master, Dai Mubai was the first to recover from the devastating blow to his balls.

His first reaction was to take off the fundoshi—no man could endure this thing!!!

But—

No matter how hard he pulled, the fundoshi remained tightly locked around his crotch. It even began tightening as if competing with him in a tug-of-war.

"Awooo, awooo, awooo, awooo!!!"

Dai Mubai was so frightened that he immediately let go and looked at First Hong in terror.

"Why does this thing get tighter the more I try to take it off?"

It had that function too?

Boss, what do I say?

"Nine Color Goddess": To keep them from taking them off, I specifically had Buddha God add a locking function. They can only break it by force after becoming gods.

First Hong: ...

Ruthless!

Far too ruthless!

"I told you, once this begins, it's no longer up to you," First Hong said, looking up. "Until you become level 99 Peerless Douluo, these fundoshi will remain locked. Even I cannot remove them."

Dai Mubai instantly fell into despair!

Level 99 Peerless Douluo?

Wasn't that the same as making them wear these things until they died?!

And Oscar, who had only just recovered a little, felt his vision go black!

It was over!

He had thought he only needed to endure for a few decades, then he could be a good man again afterward.

But this was permanently locked?

His life was over...

Enraged, he slammed his fist against the ground.

"Ah!"

The movement was too big, and he stabbed himself in the balls.

Dai Mubai was shaking with anger too. Every shake stabbed one side, and the pain made him shake again, stabbing the other side.

Over and over!

Their balls were soon riddled with holes, as though they were about to leak out.

Golden light flashed from the fundoshi. Through the spikes embedded in their balls, it injected healing energy.

Their injuries recovered completely.

"Awooo!!!" ×2

Fuck!

This healing ability even amplified their sensations?!

A two-piece torture set, was it?

The two no longer dared make any large movements. Standing with their legs apart, they slowly got to their feet, keeping their balls in intimate contact with the spikes without letting them pierce the outer layer.

Their balls still hurt from being pricked, but it was "barely" within the limits of what they could endure.

As for how ridiculous their posture looked...

That no longer mattered.

"Nine Color Goddess": Hahaha! Who told you to chase women outside? Feeling good now?

"God of Speed": Streamer, don't give them time to adapt! Hurry up and put on the Barefoot Shoes!

Barefoot Shoes?

First Hong glanced at the shoes. On the outside, they looked like ordinary cloth shoes, but they too hid something within.

And—

They weren't like the fundoshi's simple needles. Instead, orderly rows of Sharp Blades filled the entire interior of the shoes.

How were these shoes?!

They were clearly meat grinders!

No surprises—the Barefoot Shoes have a locking function and healing too, right?

"Nine Color Goddess": Of course!

Good lord!

First Hong looked pityingly at Dai Mubai and Oscar. This was the price of not controlling their lower halves.

"Since you've adapted, put on the shoes," First Hong said.

Their bodies trembled!

They struggled to crane their necks for a look, and their eyes immediately went wide!

Wasn't this way too brutal?