Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times
Chapter 681 - 521: Not a Hair Left

Chapter 681: Chapter 521: Not a Hair Left

Little Meat Bun’s plump face twitched slightly, trying to shake off the worm crawling on his face.

"Giggle... Ten Thousand Gu Devouring Heart, you little beast, they will bite through your skin, burrow into your body, and within a quarter of an hour, your body will be crawling with Gu insects, in every limb and bone, everywhere, they will nibble on your flesh, drink your blood, leaving you boneless..." A hoarse and hideous voice rose from beneath Little Meat Bun, carrying a hint of madness, "Just like the Phoenix Clan, no matter how high and mighty they were, didn’t they perish by my hand, leaving no bone behind? Giggle..."

"Shut up! Your laughter is too creepy!" Little Meat Bun’s body almost stiffened, the worms squirming, leaving a trail of shudders on his body, but he couldn’t cry, his mother had said that crying was a sign of weakness, completely useless!

He was a little man, and he would protect his mother in the future!

He couldn’t cry! Even if he was very, very scared, he couldn’t let the tears in his eyes fall!

But...

"Mother, save me! Dandan, save me!"

But he was still very scared!

"Giggle..." Xiangka Tianji laughed wantonly, "I want to torture you, to make you beg for life but unable to die, let you experience the terror of death bit by bit, scare you to the point of liver and gallbladder splitting, yet still unable to die..."

This is the remnant orphan of the Phoenix Clan! More than twenty years ago, the Phoenix Clan should not have existed in this world!

This one slipped through the net, guilty beyond death!

Once she kills him, and then captures Gu Changsheng, using her blood to dispel the Phoenix Clan’s dying curse, then the Southern Border would truly belong to her Xiangka Clan!

"Hahaha..." Thinking of this, Xiangka Tianji couldn’t help but spread her arms and laugh out loud.

That laughter, even the guards outside the Witch Priest Ancestral Temple, heard it loud and clear...

However, in a place they hadn’t noticed, a wisp of red light descended from the sky, heading straight for the Witch Priest Ancestral Temple.

"Audacious humans, dare to harm the Feeder’s child, I bestowed upon you the Gu Cultivation Power, yet you show no gratitude, committing such acts to deceive me! You deserve death!"

The cold voice, with a trace of echo, reverberated in the hall.

Xiangka Tianji felt a lightness on her shoulders, upon hearing the words, she was struck as if by lightning.

This voice? This tone?

Is this...?

God-descending?

Someone used god-descending witchcraft on this child?

"You?" Disbelieving, she turned around, Xiangka Tianji looked at the child who had taken over her seat, eyes almost bursting.

In this world, it had been a thousand years since anyone used the art of god-descending!

Hearing the intent of this Divine Soul, was the descended Divine Soul the God of Witch Gu?

"No! No! This is impossible! The Divine Veins are severed, the God of Witch Gu has not descended for over twenty years! How is this possible! This is impossible! This is impossible!" Xiangka Tianji looked at Little Meat Bun sitting on the seat, shaking her head in disbelief, utterly devastated.

The Phoenix Clan ruled over the Southern Border for over a thousand years because one of their ancestors was a Feeder of Deities!

But a thousand years had passed, the Divine Veins of the Phoenix Clan were weak, the King of Witch Gu had not descended...

Because of this, she dared to use the forces at her disposal to scheme for the throne of the Phoenix Clan!

But now, someone had used the god-descending witchcraft!

"Dandan, Dandan let me go, why aren’t you following your mom but running over to me?" On the seat, Little Meat Bun twisted his body, joyfully speaking.

"Hey... don’t twist anymore, it was tough enough to come out this time, my power is very low, if you twist more you’ll thrust me out!" in Little Meat Bun’s mind, the blurry figure of a little bug held onto something, speaking helplessly, "I was finally serious for once, just for a little while, crybaby, my Divine Soul won’t be able to hold much longer, I can only help you this little bit!"

The next moment, before Little Meat Bun could say anything, he found that he could no longer control his own body.

"Enough! I do not wish to meddle in your human affairs, but harming a Feeder’s child is an unforgivable sin, I will now take back the Gu Cultivation Power I granted you!" The formal voice came from the stiff Little Meat Bun’s mouth.

The next moment, a stream of red light shot out from Little Meat Bun’s brow, heading straight for the dumbfounded Xiangka Tianji below.

"Huh? You even possess Witchcraft Power? Then I shall take it back all the same!"

The soft voice hesitated for a moment, and then, the red light intensified slightly.

"No! Don’t! God of Witch Gu, your Disciple has always served the Deities with devotion, Deities, spare my life! Spare my life!" Xiangka Tianji’s eyes were bulging as she shook her head, her body enveloped in red light, as if something was being peeled away layer by layer, her body convulsing and flailing.

"Serves you right! Let you put worms on me! Humph!" Regaining his freedom, Little Meat Bun happily rolled around on the seat, watching the equally agonized Old Devout Woman rolling on the ground, his little face full of schadenfreude.

"Crybaby, I have to go back now, if I don’t go back soon I will die, from now on, you will not fear Witch Gu, any Witch Gu that touches your blood will lose their Witch Gu Divine Power, just wait nicely here, Dandan’s Mom will soon come to pick you up." The figure of Dandan in Little Meat Bun’s mind became even more blurred.

"Ah, Dandan, get out of here! You can’t die! I’m waiting here for my mom to pick me up, and then I’ll argue with you! Tell mom I’m here, waiting for her!" Little Bun panicked upon hearing this, flailing his little hands anxiously as he spoke.

"Then you just wait patiently for someone, eh..." A thread of red light spilled from Little Bun’s forehead, much weaker than when it had arrived, hazy and a bit unclear. Xiangka Tianji reached out trying to grab it, but it shot towards the sky like lightning, speeding off toward the northeast...

Knowing that Dandan had left, Little Bun felt at ease. He sat on the large chair, his hands cupping his little chin, his round, plump eyes blinking furiously as he gazed at the Old Devout Woman lying below him, his little face filled with mischief.

That little figure, he had completely mimicked his mother’s demeanor.

"Hehe... I told you to put the insects away, and you just wouldn’t listen. Look, now your insects are gone, right?" He laughed joyfully from schadenfreude, his smile proud...

"You! Your mother used the God-descending Witchcraft! She actually summoned the God of Witch Gu using the God-descending Witchcraft!" Wrinkled hands like tree bark, dark red fingertips dug into the stone floor as Xiangka Tianji glared at Little Bun seated above, her face hideously twisted, "Impossible! This is impossible! The divine veins of the Phoenix Clan are weak, how could the King of Witch Gu possibly deign to appear? Impossible!"

"It’s him! It must be him! Mentor, you were really with that wretch, with that wretch..."

"Ah, hey! What are you rambling about? Let me tell you, my mom has a really bad temper, and I have a really bad temper too!" Little Bun huffed as he stared at the disheveled Old Devout Woman below, his round, plump eyes full of mischief, "Let me count, huh. You kidnapped me, prevented me from seeing my mom, made me miss her to the point of tears, and even had insects bite me! I said I would pull out all of your hair! Hmph!"

As he spoke, Little Bun bounced off the chair and charged toward Xiangka Tianji on the ground.

What did he care about taking advantage of someone’s misfortune not being a gentleman!

Mom said, only fools hold grudges overnight! He certainly didn’t want to hold a grudge overnight; it was better to seek revenge immediately!

He pulled, and pulled, and pulled some more!

Following his little hands’ movements, blood and flesh were torn away, yet Little Bun wasn’t even slightly drowsy as he joyfully plucked her hair out like plucking grass.

Soon, Xiangka Tianji’s hair looked as if a pig had gnawed on it, leaving behind half a bald scalp, the bare skin a bloody mess...

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Xiangka Tianji’s screams of agony echoed through the hall.

"See if you dare to bully me again! See if you dare to scheme against my mom! Hmph!"

No alternatives, just continued plucking!

One must finish what they start; half a bald scalp looked awful, it had to be completely bald to be considered finished!

What was said about not a single hair left was exactly that—not a single hair left!

A true man keeps his word!

The guards outside the Witch Priest Ancestral Temple frowned when they heard the screams.

"Boss, something doesn’t seem right in there."

"It’s forbidden to enter the Witch Priest Ancestral Temple without the call from Grand Witch Xiangka!" The leading guard glanced at his subordinate and sighed, "Ah, who knows what the Grand Witch plans to do to that child. Considering what happened to the Phoenix Clan over twenty years ago, that child’s fate must not be good."

Upon hearing this, the guard stepped back, freezing as if struck by the cold, and dared not speak again.

Inside the Witch Priest Ancestral Temple, after pulling out Xiangka Tianji’s last strand of hair, Little Bun climbed off her, clapped his hands, and had a smug little smile, "Mm, not bad, not bad, my skills are indeed excellent. I must tell mom that not only do I have a talent for carpentry, but I’m also pretty good as a hair stylist!"

Little Bun peered at the barely breathing Xiangka Tianji, speaking with a smile, "So, Old Devout Woman, I’m off, ha. You just cool off on the ground on your own!"

With that, Little Bun disappeared from the hall in a few leaps under Xiangka Tianji’s resentful gaze.

"Eh... which way is it even? Woah... the palace is so big, I got lost..." Biting his fingertip, Little Bun dodged the patrolling maidservants and sullenly squatted in the corner gaze skyward, "Dandan told me to wait here for mom to come pick me up, so I shouldn’t run around, right? I shouldn’t run around, and I can’t get caught, so what should I do?"

"Gurgle..."

A noise came from Little Bun’s stomach.

Little Bun looked down, his little mouth pouting, "I’m hungry! I’m going to find some food!"

Mom said, eating is as important as the Emperor himself—nothing should stand in its way!

He needs a full belly to have the energy to bounce around!

Hmph!

"Wow, ow! So delicious, so fragrant! The kitchen!"

Clutching his stomach and with a face full of grievance, Little Bun finally sniffed and grinned broadly after roaming around the Witch Priest Ancestral Temple for quite a while.

That delicious aroma was definitely coming from the kitchen ahead!

Touching the small bundle hidden in his clothes, Little Bun grinned wickedly and stealthily dashed towards the kitchen...