So, when Li Yang checked into the hardened criminal cell on his first night there, he immediately sensed the intense murderous aura emanating from within. Holy crap, there were seven or eight burly men, exuding an arrogant and domineering air; they were clearly notorious bandits, ruthless characters. Each one stared at Li Yang like a ravenous wolf, a sinister smile playing on their lips, their eyes cruel and bloodthirsty. They clenched their fists, rubbing them together, ready to pounce at any moment.
"Brothers, I'm new here, please take good care of me~" Li Yang said cautiously, clasping his hands in greeting.
"Hehe... Don't worry, we'll take good care of you, we'll definitely take good care of you..."
"Yeah, look at your delicate skin, that area hasn't been explored yet, has it? It must be so tight..."
"Holy crap, I can't hold back anymore! It's been so long since any new people have joined, I'm about to burst..."
"Little brother, are you going to take your pants off yourself, or should we do it for you?"
Li Yang, arms crossed, looked like a weak little lamb, bewildered, and said, "What do you mean? What do you mean by taking off my pants? I don't need to pee." "Hahaha... You don't need to pee, but we do. Want to pee on you? Is that okay?" Two burly men with tattoos all over their heads shouted and rushed forward, their movements ruthless and sharp as they grabbed Li Yang's waistband. The others watched coldly, their cheeks twitching, their eyes flashing with bloodlust and greed.
Without Li Yang making a move, the two burly men's swift and sharp grabs missed their targets, leaving them stunned. "What the hell is going on?" they thought. But Li Yang had been toying with them, and seeing their hesitation, he immediately launched two swift kicks. The kicks were so fast they couldn't even see them. By the time they reacted, Li Yang was still standing firmly, while the two men who had rushed in were already tumbling head over heels against the prison wall, their faces covered in blood, barely able to breathe. They clearly suffered severe concussions and were about to die.
"Kid! You've been hiding your true strength! I misjudged you today!" A bald, muscular man stood in the center of the group, clearly their leader. His bloodthirsty and cruel aura was the most intense and fierce among them. His eyes narrowed, shooting out a cold light like steel spikes, and the flesh on his cheeks twitched. The surrounding burly men, seeing this man's expression, felt a chill run down their spines, immediately knowing that their leader was truly enraged. When their leader was truly angry, they all felt a chill. Their leader was known as the "Meat Grinder." He possessed superhuman strength and had taken many lives, but his methods were so skillful that he left few traces. If it weren't for his bad luck in being betrayed by his underlings, he would never have been able to get in. And those he killed were all gruesome, their bodies mangled beyond repair, as if they had been brutally kneaded like rags or cotton candy. Even the most skilled doctor couldn't save them. That's how he earned his nickname, the "Meat Grinder." As he approached Li Yang, exuding a menacing aura, his arms hanging limply at his sides, the muscles in his arms, back, legs, and buttocks twitched—each one like an iron bar, radiating a terrifying presence. The several burly men around him couldn't withstand it and involuntarily took a step back, clearing the way for him. Their eyes, inexplicably filled with pity and sympathy for Li Yang, betrayed a deep disregard for their status.
Chapter 964: Who Will Send Me to My Death?
"If you don't want a horrible death, you'd better kneel down and lick my toes right now," the meat grinder coldly said to Li Yang. He was extremely curious about the man they were going to kill. This wasn't the first or second time he'd done something like this. His crimes were too grave; he'd likely never get out of prison, but his power was immense. In prison, he was practically the prison bully, the boss. Even the warden and the guards often had to curry favor with him.
After all, with every gain comes a degree of restraint. The warden, in his pursuit of various benefits, needs ruthless figures like the "meat grinder"—tough guys in the prison—and thus, winning them over is even more crucial. Therefore, his relationship with the warden is far from ordinary. However, this isn't the first time he's done this. These men are all his underlings, beaten to a pulp by him, and willingly become his followers.
Over the years, he'd handled minor matters without lifting a finger, relying on his henchmen. But this time, the warden, with a serious expression, told him he had to personally intervene, deploying his full force—all he had to offer. The person he was dealing with was incredibly powerful, and those who wanted him dead were terrifying figures they couldn't afford to offend. Absolute success was paramount. Hearing this, Meat Grinder was astonished. He wanted to see just who wielded such influence.
He mustered all his henchmen, preparing such a powerful and luxurious lineup for today. But when he saw that the guy thrown in was just a skinny kid, practically a complete novice, even more delicate and beautiful than the fair-skinned Miss Bi, he was suddenly aroused by a certain impulse he had been suppressing. Everything was good in prison; the food, drink, and other necessities were no worse than outside, but the one thing he couldn't have was women. Damn, no matter how good your relationship with the warden is, will he let you go out and solicit prostitutes? Of course not, right? Would he let prostitutes come into the prison and sell their bodies everywhere?
They definitely wouldn't agree. So even if they were extremely comfortable, their one request was impossible to fulfill. When people are desperate, they're capable of anything. Otherwise, something like Brokeback Mountain wouldn't have happened. So their only solution was to target those delicate, handsome prisoners. He initially felt a bit disgusted and embarrassed about engaging in homosexual acts with his eyes closed. But after a few times, he only felt pleasure.
Today, the moment they saw Li Yang, they were simultaneously aroused by some inappropriate impulse. The henchmen, of course, knew how everyone felt; they were all men, after all! They couldn't control their genitals. They almost simultaneously made a decision: to kill Li Yang, but not by physical force; they would kill him with their...things. Such a tender-skinned young man was a rare find. Killing him like that would not only give them pleasure, but those who wanted him dead would also be delighted. And if that happened, they might even receive some extra benefits.
How could something that benefits everyone be bad? So the two most sleazy and weakest henchmen went up and pulled down Li Yang's pants. The result was the scene we just witnessed—a truly gruesome one. Li Yang, ignoring what the meat grinder had said, cursed, "Did a donkey kick your head, or was it used as a chamber pot? Talking to me like that? Who do you think you are?" Li Yang's outburst created a stark contrast between his initial cowardice and his current arrogance; they were like two completely different people. They were somewhat surprised. But what surprised and astonished them even more was that Li Yang dared to speak to the meat grinder's leader like that.
"Holy crap, even the warden has to give way in prison. You dare to curse me like that? I'll take your three legs!" Even the meat grinder himself was a little surprised. "Holy crap, it's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like that, he's too awesome!" "Boss, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to kill him!" "Yeah, kill that son of a bitch!" "Aiya... I'll go to hell!" A dark-skinned man rushed forward with a strange cry before the meat grinder could give any orders, his fist, as big as a vinegar pot, swung towards Li Yang's eyes.
His first move was a vicious "Double Dragons Playing with a Pearl" technique. Clearly, he was a seasoned fighter, knowing that in a fight, you must first blind your opponent. If they can't see, damn, they're at your mercy! But his punches missed. None of them saw Li Yang make a move; he simply vanished from his original spot, seemingly taking a step back, but no one saw him move at all. This was incredibly strange.
The burly man froze, his fists hanging in the air. He blinked, staring blankly at Li Yang. His mind went blank. It wasn't that Li Yang hadn't moved; rather, Li Yang's movements were too fast, completely exceeding the limits of human vision. This was the basic principle of invisibility. If a person's speed could exceed the limits of human visual perception, then he was invisible, because people simply couldn't see him; they were practically blind to him.
"You call yourself invisible? Pretty cool, huh?" That's exactly what Li Yang just did. While the burly man was still stunned, Li Yang coldly snorted and kicked him in the groin. A simple groin kick, yet the most direct and effective. A loud "smack" was heard, like a cockroach being crushed, with a squelching sound.
"Ouch—it hurts so much—" The burly black man let out a bloodcurdling scream, a sound like a banshee's howl. He clutched his groin and jumped up and down, his face contorted in extreme pain. "Old Black!" several prison guards shouted, but that was all. Afterwards, they stared at Li Yang silently, their faces grim. Old Black also screamed, then rolled to the side of the ground, his face turning blue, his eyes rolling back, convulsing on the ground, clearly on the verge of death. But no one here cared whether he lived or died.
"Kid, you're ruthless and vicious. No wonder," the Meat Grinder said coldly, staring at Li Yang. He approached Li Yang step by step, looking for an opportunity to strike. He no longer dared to underestimate Li Yang, and the impulse to do something homosexual with Li Yang had long since vanished. He even doubted whether he could complete the task the warden had given him tonight.
He felt a slight tension in his heart, a feeling he'd never experienced in his twenty years in the underworld, over a decade of dominating the scene, even when killing and dismembering. But now, this feeling made him uncontrollably anxious. However, he was a man who never showed his emotions, and no one could discern his current mood or state of mind.
Of course, this person doesn't include Li Yang. Now that Li Yang has reached the Earth Immortal level, there's no limit to the number of times he can read people's minds. It can be said that the thoughts of the "Meat Grinder" group are all within Li Yang's calculations. "You guys are the ones they sent to send me on my way?" Li Yang said with amusement and disdain.
Chapter 965: What nonsense are you talking about?
Li Yang's disdainful attitude deeply provoked Meat Grinder. Since his debut, he was the only one who had ever terrified people to the point of wetting their pants and turning pale. Wherever he went, he was met with awe and fawning glances. But this time, he was completely ignored. How could he bear such an insult? His expression changed drastically. He took a large step towards Li Yang, roared, and threw a punch at Li Yang's face. But his fist froze just as it reached Li Yang, because it hit thin air. His body swayed, almost falling to the ground. If it weren't for his extensive fighting experience, he would have been knocked to the ground. Li Yang didn't want to play with them anymore. He kicked him away. The infamous Meat Grinder groaned, flying backward and crashing heavily into the wall with a cracking sound. All his bones were broken, and blood gushed out, falling to the ground. He was clearly finished.
"Huh? You, you beat our boss up like this? You hit him, you hit him..." The remaining burly men were stunned, their courage instantly shattered, and they rushed to the small window at the prison entrance, shouting and yelling.
But today, the prison guards had all received a hint that something was going to happen, so they all hid away early to smoke and chat, leaving no one on patrol. They shouted at the top of their lungs for several minutes, but no one paid any attention. This was the hardened criminal area, a separate section, not with the other inmates. So, although their shouts were loud, the inmates elsewhere couldn't hear them. Even the guards wouldn't hear them unless they came in.
"You don't need to shout anymore. It's no use shouting your lungs out. Nobody can hear you!" Li Yang said with a laugh from behind.
"What, what do you want to do?" The prisoners were terrified, looking at Li Yang with sweat pouring down their faces.
"Nothing. What were you trying to do to me? I was just trying to do something to you..."
"Ah...no, I have hemorrhoids..."
"Big brother, sir, spare me! My butt is so dirty..."
The prison erupted in screams and howls. Li Yang, holding the gleaming steel bar in his hand, chuckled.
With a clang, the steel bar dripped onto the ground. He clapped his hands and said, "You should be grateful to me. I wouldn't normally help just anyone. Giving you all a free gut cleanse is a good deed!"
"Waaah..." Li Yang chuckled faintly, ignoring them. He jumped onto the bunk bed, stretched comfortably, and lay down.
Outside.
Outside the Western Heaven Mysterious Yin Cave.
Zhang Tianyi, Daoist Xuanyang, and Master Dandong had all arrived, but not long after they arrived, Tianyuanzi and Xukong also arrived.
"You two have come at the right time. We were just about to enter the Xuan Yin Cave. However, considering how dangerous it is inside, going in rashly like this could easily lead to danger. Do you have any good suggestions?" Master Xuan Yang asked, looking at the two of them.
"What good advice can we offer? With such meager skills, entering the Xuan Yin Cave will only lead to certain death," Xu Kong said listlessly. He appeared utterly demoralized and lacking in fighting spirit. He was a completely different person from the one we had seen not long ago.
Tian Yuanzi shook his head slightly, and after a moment said, "If you want to increase his reliance, the only thing we can do is lend him our pills or magic artifacts. Let him have one more thing to protect his life!"
His suggestion was naturally the most reasonable and feasible. However, magical artifacts are everyone's life-saving items, and the most powerful ones are almost all their own personal magical artifacts. They have cultivated their lives together for hundreds of years, so who would be willing to take them out for others to use? Once you enter the Xuan Yin Cave, it is almost a one-way trip, and even the most powerful magical artifacts will be damaged inside.
Everyone hesitated. Tian Yuanzi himself was reluctant; he had only made the suggestion on purpose to appear selfless and insightful. Seeing their troubled and hesitant expressions, Tian Yuanzi secretly gloated, thinking, "I knew you'd think that way."
"Give him mine, anyway, I don't need it much." Master Xukong summoned a sword that shone with sword light. It was his life-bound magic weapon, the Xukong Sword, which was quite powerful.
"I'll give you my Mind-Stabilizing Pearl too!" the Dandong monk shouted through gritted teeth. With the two of them taking the lead, the others, though unwilling to do the same, were truly too proud to do so. After all, their status and position were what they were, but the thought of handing over their personal magical artifacts to Zhang Tianyi to destroy was too much for them to bear.
"Um, we..." Master Xuanyang hesitated, unsure how to begin.
“Even taking out our personal magic weapon wouldn’t be appropriate. After all, our magic weapons are cultivated in tandem with our lives, and have undergone hundreds of years of nourishment and tempering to reach their current state. They all possess distinct personal characteristics. If they differ too much from the properties of our magic power, even if they can be used, their power will be greatly diminished. Their usefulness would be practically negligible. It would be better to prepare more elixirs.” Tian Yuanzi naturally didn’t want to take out his personal magic weapon. That was no joke.
"Then bring out your Kunlun's God-Slaying Whip. That's a divine artifact, without any magical limitations. As long as you can control it, you can unleash its astonishing power. For the sake of all living beings, hasn't Kunlun always prided itself on being the number one sect in the world? Then contribute the God-Slaying Whip for some benefit to all living beings!" Master Dandong stared directly at Tian Yuanzi and said.