Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

Chapter 277: Chapter 192: Punishment (First Update)

Zhang Junwei’s expression was somber, not a trace of warmth to be found in his eyes.

“Why did you betray the sect?”

Gazing at Qi Shijian, Zhang Junwei’s dark eyes flickered with cold light, bone-chilling like being in an ice cellar.

Qi Shijian opened his mouth but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Seeing this, Su Jie added, “Sect Master, this man, in pursuit of the so-called Qingyin Fairy, Mo Shiyao, from Miao Yin Temple, was bewitched by such a despicable woman, losing his senses and betraying the sect without a word, running off to flatter and fawn. His actions have lost all face for our Demon Sect and wasted the cultivation the sect had invested in him.”

Upon hearing Su Jie’s words, the surrounding disciples looked at Qi Shijian with even more disdain.

Upon hearing Su Jie demeaning Mo Shiyao, Qi Shijian immediately became agitated, “Fairy Mo is knowledgeable, graceful, gentle and virtuous, not something a blood-soaked demon cultivator like you could understand.”

“Nonsense, if she’s willing to be in contact with you, there must be another plot, and you’re too foolish to notice it.”

Xiao Fengyuan sneered coldly from the side, his gaze at Qi Shijian full of tragedy and hatred.

“You vile demon cultivators, Fairy Mo made me leave the Hell of the Demon Sect to prevent me from being trapped there, her thoughtful intentions are something you all cannot understand.”

Qi Shijian was enraged, even at this moment, he still insisted on his view, clearly delusional, repeatedly calling demon cultivators ‘vile,’ seemingly forgetting his own origins.

Ning Xinyue couldn’t stand it anymore, and interjected with a sharp remark, “You’re so painstakingly protecting her, yet since we captured you, your so-called Fairy Mo hasn’t even asked about you once.”

Qi Shijian trembled, muttering to himself, “Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could Fairy Mo forget about me, she cares about me…”

By now, Zhang Tianjun, clearly understanding the situation, looked down at Qi Shijian on the ground, his deep, dark eyes filled with icy coldness.

“For a traitor to the sect, what should the punishment be, please tell me.” @@novelbin@@

His voice was calm, yet it sent chills down one’s spine with its sternness.

The surrounding disciples began to suggest eagerly.

“Soul Extraction and skinning are best!”

“Boil him in hot oil, let thousands of insects devour his body, start with that first.”

“The execution by sword and axe suits him, have him slowly dismembered by ten thousand cuts, crushed into a pulp.”

Voices poured out from the mouths of the disciples, and Qi Shijian’s forehead beaded with cold sweat, his complexion ashen.

As a disciple of Ghost Ridge Palace, he certainly knew what he was about to face.

“Elder Guo Yuan, you are the elder of the Punishment Hall, did you hear what those disciples just said? Let this traitor understand the consequences of betraying the sect, don’t let him die easily, let him feel the sins he has committed.”

Zhang Junwei shouted to the elder watching from the side, calling out the name of the elder from the Punishment Hall.

The called elder from the Punishment Hall, Elder Guo Yuan, stood up, his gaze venomous as a snake, cold and slippery, issuing a hair-raising laugh, “Hehehe, Sect Master, rest assured, we at the Punishment Hall will take good care of him. He will be escorted back to the Mountain Gate, and the punishment will be administered daily for all to see.”

By this time, Qi Shijian had nearly collapsed; he stood up frantically, shouting, “Haha, even if you kill me, what of it, you group of demon cultivators are doomed to fail. Fairy Mo will certainly triumph, Guan Chao Pavilion is already mobilizing more Righteous Sects to join this war, and soon they will break through Ghost Ridge Palace, and she will avenge me.”

Upon hearing this, many disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace were suddenly startled.

Now that Guan Chao Pavilion and other Five Sects had Ghost Ridge Palace trapped here, could they withstand if several more joined?

“You will never see the Ghost Ridge Palace broken in your lifetime,”

Zhang Junwei snorted coldly, fury brimming in his eyes, his aura astonishing, the sand flying around him, and spiderweb-like cracks appearing on the ground.

With the capabilities of the Taoist Platform Realm, anger invokes Heavenly Might; human emotions simultaneously cause anomalies in heaven and earth.

Looking at the surrounding disciples, Zhang Junwei continued, “As Demon Cultivators, we rest and survive in these steep mountains. These Righteous Sects have gone too far, failing to snatch our Exotic Treasure and even wanting to destroy our temple and annihilate our millennium-old heritage.

Ever since our founding ancestor established the Ghost Ridge Palace, it has endured over three thousand springs and autumns, survived countless wars and tribulations—even the last great battle between Right and Evil five hundred years ago couldn’t bring us down.

All the sects in Qingzhou joining forces think they can achieve that? With me, Zhang Junwei, still here, along with many elders, and so many outstanding disciples like Su Jie and Xiao Fengyuan, the Ghost Ridge Palace has nothing to fear from a bunch of hypocritical men of the Righteous Path.

Those elders don’t even dare to enter our sect’s territory; in this sect war, victory will surely be ours.”

Upon hearing this, the disciples gradually relaxed.

Only the Secret Realm Elders did not show happiness, for they knew the current situation was difficult.

“There’s no need to take him back to the Mountain Gate for punishment, start here,”

Zhang Junwei commanded again, his disdain for Qi Shijian making him choose to execute him publicly right here.

Upon hearing this, Elder Guo Yuan decisively took a large cauldron from his Storage Bag, poured in hot oil, and raised a fierce fire.

Qi Shijian’s eyes showed uncontrollable fear, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t escape his fate of punishment.

Soon, accompanied by the crackling sound of the hot oil, waves of inhuman screams resounded.

Elder Guo Yuan controlled the fire and also preserved Qi Shijian’s life; he couldn’t let him die too easily when there were hundreds of rounds of torture waiting for him.

Even after death, his soul would still be extracted to light the sky lantern.

Many disciples witnessed all this and shouted with satisfaction, wishing for more rounds of punishment for such a traitor.

Originally, due to the words of Qi Shijian, the morale had been somewhat chaotic, but now it began to rise steadily.

After all, how could the words of a traitor thrown into a cauldron be trustworthy?

Su Jie was indifferent to the scene, as a Demon Cultivator, he was long prepared for this.

At this moment, Su Jie was standing from the perspective of Ghost Ridge Palace, having nothing to say about Qi Shijian.

Zhang Tianjun glanced at Qi Shijian, then lingered on Han Ruyan for a while, finally shifting his gaze to Su Jie and others, and spoke, “Su Jie, isn’t it? Since the time you killed Du Shaochang, I have heard your name. Taoist Qiu, you have nurtured a good disciple!

This time, you, along with Xiao Fengyuan and Zhu Qingya, did well capturing the traitor Qi Shijian and preventing such a traitor from living freely outside, tarnishing our Demon Sect’s reputation.

Although the current situation is turbulent, our Ghost Ridge Palace clearly rewards and punishes. Qi Shijian betrayed the sect and has already been punished. As for those who have merited, our sect will not overlook them.”

“This is a disciple’s duty!”

Su Jie knew the main event was coming and felt a slight joy in his heart.

Last time for killing Du Shaochang, the reward of the Heavenly Poison Treasure Wood Tree Fruit allowed the Thousand-Handed Centipede to undergo one Spirit Refining and obtain two abilities, the Death Decline Curse Cloud and Defense Scales. He wondered what reward the sect would offer this time.