Chapter 890: Nalan Zhengze’s Suffering

Nalan Feixue kowtowed at Mrs. Nalan’s tombstone, then straightened up and said coldly, “Mom, I promise you to not seek revenge against Nalan Hexi. However, I will never let go of Nalan Yurong and Nalan Zhengze even if I die! Mom, you wait and see, I will avenge you!”

As she said, she stood up and smiled sullenly at Zhu Zhongba on the side, “Don’t worry, someone will come to accompany you soon. Then, you won’t be alone, my dear husband.”

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As the vessel of Gold Core Stage, Nalan Zhengze was quickly bought from the slave market.

From then on, he lived a lifeless life.

To withstand the impurities and toxins in the crystal stone and spirit plant, his meridians and dantian had to bear the pain like endless insects bite every day.

This kind of pain didn’t happen at the moment of filtering the impurities, but as long as the impurities and toxins in the body did not disappear, he would have to endure the tormenting pain every moment.

However, there was a limit to the purification and elimination of impurities by the human body. When the original impurities had not been eliminated, the vessel would often be used as a filter again and had to tolerate another round of new impurities and toxins.

In this way, day after day, Nalan Zhengze lived in a torturing hell every moment, wishing to die immediately and get relief.

However, how could the person who bought him at a high price be willing to let him die?

This was a vessel of the Gold Core Stage. Even without looking at the expensive price, it was something that could be found on the market easily.

With just a short period of time, the buyer’s son had a great leap in cultivation. He would reach the Meridians Stage in 2 years.

With this wish, the family became more attentive to Nalan Zhengze. They tied him up every day, completely preventing him from seeking death or escape.

Nalan Zhengze became more and more desperate in the suffering. At this moment, he was so envious and even hated Nalan Shengming who was already dead. How good would it be if it was him who died then?

On this day, the family who purchased Nalan Zhengze was using him as a “vessel” to filter impurities in the crystal stone.

Suddenly, a gloomy cold wind blew, causing everyone to shiver in the room.

When they raised their heads, they saw a young woman in white clothes standing in front of them. Her skin was pale and scary, but her eyes were dark, staring coldly at everyone in the room.

“You... Who are you? Why did you break into my house...”

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Before the house owner finished speaking, the woman in white clothes waved a black gas out of her hand. Before these people could react, the black gas suddenly wrapped around their bodies.

“Ahhh—!” Everyone in the room made a painful scream, then they fainted.

A blood hole was dug in their abdomens. The dantians, that had accumulated spiritual power inside, slowly shrank under the entanglement of black gas, and finally disappeared without a trace.

With the disappearance of dantian, these people had all turned into cold corpses.

When they died, they didn’t understand who they died to.

A cold smile filled the corner of Nalan Feixue’s mouth, and the black gas slowly returned to her body, moisturizing and strengthening the evil aura in her body, making her sigh comfortably.

TL: What will Nalan Feixue do after the revenge is done?