My Celestial Ascension

"What the hell happened here after I left the room?" Aisha muttered, her face a mix of shock and disbelief as she scanned the chaotic scene.

"Oh, it's you, Aisha. For a moment, I thought someone else from one of the Ten Great Families had come to cause more trouble." Anna Grace let out a sigh of relief upon recognizing Aisha's familiar face and visibly relaxed.

Fang Xiaoyan, without missing a beat, used Qi Manifestation to close the door, ensuring no one outside could catch a glimpse of the situation inside the VIP room. While they weren't afraid of any hidden families in the world, they knew better than to invite unnecessary attention or escalate matters publicly.

"Can someone explain what's going on here? I'm a bit lost. And why is the young master of the Drake Clan lying there?" Aisha asked, her puzzled gaze shifting to Denise's unconscious body. Though she could infer some of what had transpired, she wanted to hear the full story.

From what she observed, it appeared Yuan had slammed Denise into the floor with such force that the marble had cracked, leaving a massive dent. Blood stained the floor, likely from Denise's injuries.

Anna Grace sighed, gently took Aisha's arm, and guided her to sit on the sofa. She then quickly recounted the entire situation, sparing no details.

Aisha listened quietly, her expression unreadable. When Anna finished, Aisha sighed. "I should've guessed. It's no surprise that he's here for something like this. His behavior is hardly a secret among the Ten Great Families."

A hint of disdain flickered in her eyes as she glanced at Denise. "The Drake Clan's reputation precedes them. Everyone knows how lustful their people are—they can't control themselves when they see a beautiful woman. It's no wonder the other clans look down on them for their shameless behavior."

She turned back to Anna Grace with a slight smirk. "I see. No wonder his condition is this bad. He messed with the wrong people this time. Honestly, in my opinion, he deserves worse than this." Aisha's gaze lingered on Denise's crumpled form, her satisfaction evident. After all, the Drake Clan's members had been a thorn in the side of her Blank Clan for years, often attempting to flirt with or force themselves upon their women.

Finally, Aisha looked at Yuan and asked, "Now what? What are you planning to do with him? Are you going to kill him?"

"No." Yuan's grin widened, his expression sharp and full of intent. "I've got something much worse in mind for him. Death is too easy—it won't make him pay for what he's done. He needs to suffer. Truly suffer."

Yuan then turned to Xi Meili, his smile softening.

"Do you need my help, Hubby?" Xi Meili asked, tilting her head slightly, her excitement barely contained at the prospect of aiding her husband.

"That's right. I need your help." Yuan nodded and gently pulled her into his embrace. He kissed her cheek, and Xi Meili's face lit up with joy.

Once Yuan pulled back from kissing her, Xi Meili gazed into his eyes and asked with an eager smile, "So, what kind of help do you want from me, Hubby?"

"Well," Yuan said, his grin widening as he glanced at Denise's unconscious body. "How about we make sure he can never use his manhood again? That should send a clear message to his family not to mess with the wrong people—or act so arrogantly in the future."

Xi Meili's eyes sparkled mischievously, and her lips curled into a grin. Aisha, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"You're quite cruel, my dear nephew," Aisha said with a smirk. "But I must admit, I like this idea." She nodded approvingly, impressed by his boldness. She never imagined her handsome nephew could be so merciless toward his enemies, but it was a side of him she found intriguing.

Despite the Drake Clan's influence and power, Yuan showed no hesitation in delivering punishment to Denise. Not only had he beaten the arrogant young master unconscious, but now he planned to strip him of his manhood entirely—a punishment that would ensure Denise could never look at another woman inappropriately again.

Yuan turned to Xi Meili and, with a smirk, said, "Meili, burn his genitals completely. Leave a trace of your Qi so no healing potion or technique can restore him. Let's make sure this lesson stays with him forever."

Xi Meili nodded seriously, her excitement simmering beneath her composed expression.

"This will teach him a proper lesson," Lily said, her voice dripping with disdain. She leaned back against the sofa, crossing her legs as she sneered at Denise's limp figure. "A scum like him deserves no better."

"Xi Meili, you can start now," Yuan instructed firmly. His tone left no room for delay; he wanted this handled immediately so they could focus on more pressing matters.

Without hesitation, Xi Meili stepped forward. A small, ethereal wisp of flame appeared in her palm, glowing with an intense, otherworldly light. With a flick of her wrist, she tossed the flame toward Denise's crotch.

The flame struck its target and ignited, consuming Denise's lower body in an instant.

"AGHHHHHH!"

A blood-curdling, inhuman scream filled the room as Denise's eyes snapped open. His body jerked violently, writhing in agony as the mysterious flame devoured his flesh. The pain was indescribable—like being burned alive in slow, excruciating increments.

Denise's screams echoed so loudly that Fang Xiaoyan immediately sprang into action. She activated her Qi and quickly created an isolation barrier around the room, muffling the sound so it wouldn't alert anyone nearby.

As the flames continued their work, the others watched with unflinching expressions.

"This should keep the Golden Skull organization unaware of what's happening," Fang Xiaoyan said calmly, glancing at the formation she had erected.

Meanwhile, Denise's screams gradually weakened as his body succumbed to shock. His consciousness flickered, but the flames left no room for reprieve.

Yuan observed the scene with cold indifference, his arms crossed as he remarked, "This is what happens when someone dares to cross the line. Let this be a warning to anyone else who thinks they can act without consequences."

Denise continued to scream as the flames burned his genitalia until nothing remained. His crotch was utterly destroyed, leaving him without even a shred of masculinity. He was no longer a man; he couldn't get an erection anymore as there was nothing left beneath his pants. Xi Meili's control over her flame was so precise that only Denise's genitalia were burned, while his pants remained completely unharmed. They were perfectly intact, save for the absence of what they once concealed.

To ensure Denise's suffering was eternal, Xi Meili left a trace of her Qi in his crotch, preventing any healing potion from working. No matter what he tried, he would never recover.

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Denise took shallow, labored breaths as the excruciating pain made it impossible to calm himself. He glared at Xi Meili and Yuan with pure hatred, his eyes bloodshot from his overwhelming contempt.

"Y-You bastard…" he muttered weakly before his eyes rolled back, and he passed out once more.

Aisha turned to Yuan with a surprised expression. She couldn't help but be impressed by his handsome appearance and his unwavering courage to face anyone. A sense of pride swelled within her.

While Aisha admired her nephew, Yuan was deep in thought, wondering what to do with Denise now that he had delivered the punishment he deemed fitting. Killing him would be too merciful—death would free Denise from the suffering Yuan wanted him to endure for the rest of his life. That option was out of the question.

After deliberating for a moment, Yuan decided to take Denise with him and leave him in the streets, where his humiliation would be on full display. And what better place than near the stadium? There, everyone would see Denise's pitiful state. Yuan was certain the other Ten Great Families would take delight in witnessing his downfall.

With that thought, Yuan used his Qi Manifestation to lift Denise's unconscious body. A smirk spread across his face as he headed toward the door. He couldn't wait to see the public's reaction when they saw Denise in such a shameful state.

"Where are you going, Darling?" Anna Grace asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity as she watched Yuan carry Denise away.

Yuan stopped in his tracks, turned back with a wide grin, and replied, "I'm going to leave him by the stadium so everyone can see him when he wakes up. It'll be fun to watch that bastard get humiliated."

"How cruel. But I like it," Anna Grace chuckled before turning her attention back to her younger sister, Aisha, resuming their conversation.

A few minutes later, Yuan arrived at the stadium and found the perfect spot to leave Denise where he would be visible to everyone. The scene was set, and Yuan couldn't wait to see how the crowd would react to Denise's disgrace.

"This place is perfect for this… I hope this bastard doesn't lose his mind after becoming a laughingstock," Yuan muttered before tossing Denise's unconscious body onto the ground at the side of the stadium. Satisfied, he quickly made his way back to his VIP room.

Yuan returned to the room a few minutes later and immediately informed Aisha about the Golden Skull organization's plan to steal the Purple Poison Blade—the mythical weapon that had unexpectedly appeared at the auction.

"This is unbelievable… To think that notorious criminal organization is on the move right now. This is so troublesome—and incredibly dangerous!" Aisha exclaimed, her face pale with shock. She leaned back against the sofa, clearly overwhelmed by the sudden revelation.

Turning to Yuan with a serious expression, she said, "The Purple Poison Blade is an extremely powerful weapon. It mustn't fall into their hands at any cost. If it does, it could threaten the world's peace."

"That dagger can kill a person in the blink of an eye," Aisha continued, her tone heavy with concern. "It's an incredibly dangerous weapon, and I have no doubt that organization has sinister intentions for it."

She sighed deeply, running a hand through her hair as the weight of the situation sank in.

Yuan, however, remained calm. Sitting down on the sofa, he pulled Anna Grace onto his lap with a gentle smile.

"Don't worry, Aunt Aisha," he said reassuringly. "The poison from that weapon is nothing compared to Emma's poison. We don't have to be too concerned about it."