Crippling His Clan Sister, His Clan Brother Gu Cang Arrives, Reclaiming the Sacred Flame

Gu Yifan casually tossed Gu Hu, who lay slumped on the ground like a pile of mud, to the edge of the Martial Arts Arena. The laughter throughout the arena abruptly died. Even the Grand Elder, seated on the raised platform, suddenly froze with his teacup in hand, not noticing the scalding tea spilling onto the back of his hand.

No one had imagined that the witless cripple who could barely stand back then had actually become this powerful.

"Who would have thought that the little good-for-nothing everyone in our Gu Clan used to push around would live to see a day like this?"

A coquettish laugh came from behind the platform. Gu Mei strolled out in a pink gauze dress, a flexible whip wrapped around her waist. She had an exceptionally beautiful face, her shifting gaze full of allure, but an ineradicable malice lurked deep in her eyes.

She had been the first to discover that Gu Yifan's blood had the miraculous ability to accelerate cultivation. To keep him from resisting, she had fed him Corrosive Bone Powder for three whole years, corroding his meridians until they were riddled with damage. The tip of the whip in her hand was saturated with deadly poison refined from venomous insects. There was no telling how many disobedient collateral clan disciples she had lashed with it.

She flicked her whip and looked at Gu Yifan indifferently, licking the corner of her mouth with a smile. "I drank plenty of your blood back then. So sweet. I thought you'd rotted away somewhere outside long ago. Since you're back, why don't you come with me obediently? I guarantee you'll suffer less. How about it?"

Before she finished speaking, she snapped her wrist. The poison-soaked whip instantly became a sky full of whip shadows, lashing