Dugu Yan Gets Spanked! Tearful! Lan Shows No Mercy!

Dugu Yan trembled with rage upon hearing those two words.

"You... how dare you insult me!"

"You don't need to explain yourself!"

She stopped wasting words, her first spirit ring suddenly lighting up beneath her feet as she prepared to launch an attack.

But Lan's reaction was even faster than hers.

"Noisy."

He didn't even release his martial soul; he merely shifted his intent.

A surge of blue-white spirit power silently merged into the entire lake.

The previously calm surface of the lake seemed to come alive.

A stream of water transformed into an invisible whip, lashing out from thin air and striking precisely at the wrist Dugu Yan was about to raise.

Dugu Yan felt her wrist go numb, her spirit power circulation stalled instantly, and the spirit skill she was preparing to unleash was forcibly interrupted.

"You!"

Shocked and furious, she had just opened her mouth to say something more.

The lake water beneath her feet suddenly turned into an invisible giant hand and gave a violent tug.

"Ah!"

With a cry of alarm, Dugu Yan lost her balance and fell backward.

Splash!

Water sprayed everywhere.

She fell into the lake in a sorry state, the icy water instantly soaking her clothes and making her shiver.

Dugu Yan choked on a mouthful of water, and just as she opened her mouth to continue cursing...

Smack!

A crisp sound rang out abruptly by the lakeside, even drowning out the sound of the water.

Ye Lingling, who was following behind, and the Purple Scorpion in the water were both stunned.

Dugu Yan froze completely.

Immediately after, a burning sensation radiated from that unspeakable part of her backside.

The sensation began as pain, then transformed into a strange, tingling numbness that rapidly spread through her limbs, leaving her body feeling weak.

She... she had been hit?

And hit on her... bottom?

Dugu Yan's mind went blank.

From childhood until now, let alone being hit, no one had even spoken a harsh word to her.

Her grandfather was a Titled Douluo who held her in the palm of his hand, giving her almost anything she wanted, which had fostered her fearless, reckless nature.

When had she ever suffered such... humiliation?

And to make matters worse, it was in front of Ye Lingling!

"Ah—!"

A scream of shame and fury erupted from her throat.

She struggled desperately, only to discover that her waist had been firmly clamped by a hand as strong as an iron pincer, pinning her across his lap so she couldn't move.

Her fair skin shimmered in the sunlight, held fast by Lan, her soft, warm body pressed tightly against him.

This was an absolute disgrace!

Dugu Yan clawed and kicked, like a cat that had been provoked.

"You... let me go!"

Her voice carried a sob, yet she still forced herself to maintain her fury.

"Do you know who my grandfather is? You're dead!"

Dugu Yan's threats were no different from the ripples on the lake to Lan.

He couldn't even be bothered to respond.

Smack!

Another crisp sound echoed, seemingly a bit heavier than the one before.

Dugu Yan's entire body shuddered violently, that burning sensation exploding once more and causing her to arch her back like a scalded kitten.

"You... how dare you!"

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The answer she received was three merciless, yet rhythmic, strikes.

One strike after another, neither hurried nor slow, as if he were not disciplining a Soul Elder, but rather patting an unruly object.

Dugu Yan's mind was in total disarray.

The flames of shame and indignation threatened to burn her to ash, yet deep within her body, an indescribable and strange electric current surged up her spine and straight into her brain.

The sensation left her limbs weak, unable to muster a shred of soul power, and even the strength to struggle gradually dissipated.

The screams from her lips slowly shifted from pure fury into whimpers laced with tears, intermittent and echoing across the silent lakeside, sounding strangely suggestive.

Her soaked green dress clung tightly to her body, outlining her graceful, undulating curves to the fullest.

Every involuntary tremor of her body was like a pebble cast into a calm lake, sending ripples spreading outward.

On the shore, Ye Lingling's beautiful eyes were wide open, her small mouth slightly agape, completely stunned.

Is... is this really the Dugu Yan she knew, the one who was absolute in the academy, as arrogant as a peacock?

Listening to the crisp sounds of the rhythmic striking and Dugu Yan's altered cries, Ye Lingling felt her own cheeks begin to burn, her heart accelerating for no reason.

She found herself unconsciously pressing her legs together, as if those invisible slaps were landing on her own body, bringing with them an unspeakable shudder.

Dugu Yan, in the lake, finally reached her limit.

The continuous humiliation and the strange sensations radiating from her body had completely shattered all her pride.

Lying prone across Lan's lap, her body limp as mud, she could only use her final ounce of strength to cry out.

"My grandfather is a Titled Douluo, he is Dugu Bo! He... he will be here any moment!"

Her voice was filled with grievance and the bluster of a hollow threat.

"I will make him punish you!"

Lan's raised hand paused in mid-air.

It was not because of her threat.

It was because, in that very instant, he had indeed sensed an incredibly cold, overbearing, and highly toxic aura rapidly approaching.

That aura, initially like a thin thread on the distant horizon, was barely perceptible.

But in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a towering, dark green tidal wave, carrying death and decay as it swept across the sky.

"Chirp, chirp--"

The cheerful birdsong in the forest suddenly turned into terrified shrieks; the birds, as if encountering an apocalyptic predator, flapped their wings desperately, fleeing the area in a blind panic.

"Rustle, rustle..."

Following that came the dense sound of movement from the ground.

In the grass and tree hollows, every living creature—from snakes, insects, and rodents to hares and foxes—seemed to receive a primal signal of fear, fleeing madly toward the distance.

In just a few short breaths, the entire lakeside plunged from vibrant life into a deathly silence.

It was worse than silence.

It was a state of decay, as if life itself had been stripped away.

Before Lan's eyes, the lush, verdant trees by the lake saw their leaves turning yellow and curling at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming so brittle they seemed ready to shatter at a touch.

The clear lake water beneath his feet also began to take on an eerie, ominous emerald hue, which deepened rapidly.

Splash.

The newcomer's strength was such that he did not even need to appear to turn this patch of heaven and earth into his own domain of poison.

Lan's brow furrowed slightly.

"Hahaha..."

Dugu Yan, lying across his lap, let out a laugh at this moment.

She felt it—this toxic soul power, familiar to her very bones, was the sturdiest pillar of support she had known since childhood!

"It's Grandfather! My grandfather is here!"

Dugu Yan jerked her head up, her tear-streaked face now filled with joy.

She stared at Lan, saying each word with deliberate emphasis: "You shameless scoundrel, you are dead!"

Grandfather had finally arrived.

This bastard would soon pay a thousandfold price for everything he had done to her!

Smack!

A crisp sound rang out once more, abrupt and sharp, shattering all her fantasies.