“She’s a cultivator. Not eating won’t kill her, so there’s no need to make a fuss,” Nilou said.
Cultivators didn’t require food the way ordinary people did, so starvation wasn’t normally a threat.
But Jared spoke up, “I’ve sealed meridians. Right now, she’s just a regular person. If doesn’t eat, won’t last long.”
“I’ll go see what really wants.” Jared turned and made his way to the dungeon.
“Jared, maybe I should go instead and feed some oatmeal…” Flaxseed chuckled.
Jared gave a sideways glance, then walked off without another word.
***
Jhaelyn, daughter of Braxton, had been Jared’s leverage to keep Braxton under control. But now that Jared had the strength to wipe out the Eighth Hall with ease, wasn’t all that important anymore.
He passed through several protective formations before arriving at the dungeon where Jhaelyn was held. She was still dressed in the same closefitting outfit, but hair was a mess, and looked noticeably haggard.
The moment saw Jared, fury flared in eyes. If hadn’t captured and sealed meridians, wouldn’t be in such a pitiful state.
“Either let me go or kill me!” said flatly. “But I suggest you kill me! Because if I ever get free, I’ll hunt you down no matter what it takes!”
Her glare burned with rage as spoke.
“Even if I let you go, you can’t touch me. Your father has already lost to me. What makes you think you can beat me?” Jared replied with a calm smile.
Jhaelyn fell silent. She knew wasn’t wrong.
“Then I’ll starve to death. As a celestial, I’d rather die than be your prisoner,” said with conviction.
“You celestials are masters of self-delusion. You’re part of the human race, yet you convince yourselves you’re above everyone else, calling yourselves celestials,” Jared said, his voice thick with disdain. “Don’t you find that ridiculous?”
“How dare you slander the celestials! That’s unforglvable…” Jhaelyn snapped. “How could you lump us in with lowly humans? We’re beings of far greater nobility, ten thousand times above the human race!”
Jared sneered. “Please… If a female celestial had a kid with a human man, would that kid be noble too?”
“Hah! As if a woman of our kind would ever bear a child with a human. Keep dreaming!” Jhaelyn scoffed.
“All right then, let’s see what a humble human man can do,” Jared growled and lunged.
“What are you doing? Let me go, you b*stard!” Jhaelyn screamed, struggling desperately.
But against Jared’s force, didn’t stand a chance.
By the end of the ordeal, Jhaelyn had been pushed to limits, body and spirit, over the course of an entire day and night.
Jared stood over limp form with a cold grin. “Still feeling proud? You cried just like anyone else. So tell me, what makes you so different?”
Jhaelyn didn’t respond. She just lay there silently, completely numb.
As Jared emerged from the dungeon, saw Flaxseed waiting for him.
“Mr. Flaxseed? What are you doing here?” Jared asked.
“You really let me down, Jared… I stood here all night and listened to that woman cry. You had all that fun, and didn’t even think to invite me? I’m hurt.” Flaxseed tried to act upset.
“Mr. Flaxseed, don’t you already have two women? You’re not exactly young anymore. Don’t go biting off more than you can chew,” Jared said, giving a pat on the shoulder.
“You brat! Just because you’re young doesn’t mean you get to hog all the fun. But seriously, your martial arts is impressive. Mind teaching me a trick or two?” Flaxseed chuckled slyly.
“I’ve got things to do. Maybe some other time,” Jared replied, turning to leave.
