Chapter 923: The Significance of Lou Benwei

Shadow Island.

Lou Benwei, Milk Agent, Centipede, Doggo, and others gathered on the beach.

In addition, there was Bai Mei, who had obtained the Supreme Golden Bone due to Lou Benwei's机缘 (fortune).

Bai Mei, dressed in a nightgown, was vigorously stirring a rusty, broken iron pot filled with sand.

Beside the "stove," various "seasonings" were placed in broken pots and bowls—leaves, branches, withered petals, and melon vines picked from who-knows-where.

With a serious expression, Bai Mei picked up two leaves and tossed them into the pot, continuing to stir.

Not far away, Lou Benwei was bent over, neatly planting seedlings in the sand. He occasionally straightened up to rub his back or took off his straw hat to fan himself.

"Hoeing the fields under the midday sun, sweat drips into the soil below!"

Lou Benwei glanced at the sky. "Time for lunch."

After saying this, he put down his farming tools and made a large circle around the beach, heading back "home."

"Wife, wifey, I'm back."

He placed his straw hat aside and walked into the "kitchen," wrapping his arms around Bai Mei's slender waist from behind.

"Ah, wifey's cooking smells so good."

Lou Benwei leaned in to sniff the pot, his face showing delight. He then pinched a small amount of fine sand and tossed it into the pot. "Wifey, your husband likes it salty, so add more salt, okay?"

"Okay, hubby."

Bai Mei's face turned red as she lowered her head, clearly not fully immersed in the role.

"Wah wah wah!"

Nearby, in a cradle made of straw, Centipede was tightly wrapped, with a white cloth between its legs. It began to cry loudly, calling out in a baby-like voice, "Dada, mama..."

"Oh oh oh, the baby's crying. Wifey, keep cooking. I'll go comfort our little one."

Lou Benwei picked up Centipede from the cradle and cradled it in his arms, gently soothing it. "Good baby, my little baby, go to sleep."

"Gah gah..."

The little Centipede cooperated by whimpering, soon closing its eyes.

The couple sat down for lunch, while Doggo wagged its tail and circled the table.

"Wifey, don't forget to feed the dog. It's been eating poop again."

Lou Benwei picked up a bone (actually a rock) from his bowl and tossed it on the ground. Doggo immediately pounced on it.

And so, amidst the busyness, the family's day passed happily...

"Bro, bro, how was my acting?"

Centipede tore off the white cloth between its legs and ran over to Lou Benwei, seeking praise.

"Bro, bro, what about me?"

Doggo also rushed over, eager for recognition.

"You all did great, but Bai Mei was the best."

Lou Benwei praised them generously, scraping off a bit of bone dust and presenting it to Bai Mei.

Nearby, Milk Agent and Spirit King shed tears of hardship, their faces full of grievance. "Bro, can you include us next time you play house?"

"Next time, next time."

Lou Benwei laughed heartily, savoring the moment.

"Ah, having a wifey feels so good!"

"When will I, Lou Benwei, find my true love?"

Seeing this, Doggo and Centipede immediately started flattering him, and even Milk Agent joined in.

"Bro, you're so handsome and dashing. True love will come soon."

"That's right, bro. The reason you haven't found true love yet is that you haven't met a woman worthy of you."

"So, bro, you'll have to endure loneliness for a while. After all, exceptional men are often lonely."

These words greatly pleased Lou Benwei, who patted Doggo and the others on the head, full of praise.

But just as the group was enjoying the moment, Lou Benwei suddenly stood up, his hollow skull gazing at the sky.

"Is there still someone daring to defy our master's will?"

He had completely transformed into a different state.

Seeing this, Doggo and the others also stood up, their expressions serious.

"Bro, what's wrong?"

Doggo asked nervously.

Lou Benwei waved his hand, and a powerful memory flooded into the minds of Doggo, Milk Agent, and the others.

They saw their master entering the altar.

He effortlessly obtained the inheritance and walked out of the altar.

Then, at the celebration banquet, they saw their master tell Xu Zhu to make Feng Qianyue the island lord...

And after the master left, they saw Xu Zhu and others go back on their word, completely ignoring the master's orders and attacking Feng Qianyue and Feng Lingbei...

Rage erupted from Doggo and the others.

"How dare anyone in this world defy our master's will? They must have a death wish!"

"Bro, what should we do?"

Doggo's eyes gleamed with a sinister light.

"Whatever the master can't handle, I, Lou Benwei, will handle."

"Whatever mess the master leaves behind, I, Lou Benwei, will clean up."

"Isn't that the very meaning of my existence at this stage?"

Lou Benwei gave a cold smile, raised his hand, and tore a massive rift in the sky. He stepped through it, with Doggo and the others following closely behind.

In the Withered Cliff Cave.

Bai Ji looked at Feng Qianyue with a smug expression, wielding a whip and lashing it across Feng Qianyue's body.

This was the Soul-Tormenting Whip.

It inflicted not only physical pain but also severe damage to the soul.

Even at her peak, Feng Qianyue would have been severely injured by a single strike, let alone now, with her dantian shattered and no defenses left.

Under Bai Ji's torture, Feng Qianyue was already barely recognizable as human.

But that wasn't enough. Bai Ji poured a bucket of liquid—a hundred times more potent than saltwater—over Feng Qianyue's wounds.

The liquid reacted violently upon contact, emitting white smoke and causing the wounds to boil like water, a horrifying sight.

"Ah..."

Feng Qianyue, pinned down by Soul-Suppressing Nails, let out a piercing scream. The dual torment of body and soul left her consciousness blurred, on the verge of collapse.

"Bitch, you thought you could fight me? Did you really think you could win?"

Bai Ji grabbed Feng Qianyue's hair, yanking her head up to reveal her face, still beautiful despite the scars. "Weren't you so smug before?"

"Especially when that Yi Feng walked out of the altar, weren't you so proud?"

"When Yi Feng hit me, you must have been thrilled, right?"

"Now, let's see how smug you can be."

Bai Ji slapped Feng Qianyue across the face, then pulled her up again. "You must be hoping for Yi Feng to come save you, right?"

"But he doesn't care about you at all. According to our informants, he's already far, far away."

"So no one in this world can save you. Give up that hope and slowly enjoy the torture I have in store for you."

"Hahahaha..."

Bai Ji let out a shrill, maniacal laugh.

But at that moment, the sound of footsteps echoed from the empty corridor.

"Tap tap tap..."

Bai Ji squinted her eyes.

In the dim light of the corridor, she saw several figures approaching.

Backlit, their faces were unclear, but she could make out their black robes.