Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 278 - 233: Stitching Punishment

His gaze lowered slightly, Wu Hen calmly surveyed everything around him.

His vision could not penetrate fences and buildings, but his hearing and taste could clearly perceive everything beyond those obstacles, even capturing the slightest movement within the dense forest.

When these three perceptions intertwined with imagination, the scene before him altered, akin to wearing a thermal imager, yet fundamentally different from the monotony of red and black in a thermal imager, with colors, moisture, hidden light, dark clumps, flickering shadows, contours, layers, and blurring... both static and dynamic, ongoing and about to cease.

Even the trajectories of all things seemed to have been drawn in advance; in the maple forest, there was a flock of birds, the movement of their eyeballs, the extent to which their wings spread, the angle of their bodies as they tilted. When Wu Hen concentrated, he could see which branch they would fly to and even predict where they would flutter and stagger beforehand.

To humans, it was very difficult to predict the movements of a flock of birds the next few minutes, as their behavior often followed their instincts, going beyond rational actions.

However, now, Wu Hen was able to accurately judge all the dynamics of the flock of birds in the next three minutes, feeling like he had a motion capture device that recorded their subsequent actions and played them in his mind.

It was indeed a miraculous feeling.

Chaotic and unordered events could be predicted.

"Collision."

Out of nowhere, Wu Hen uttered these two words.

A bird dashed through the branches, aiming for the top of the maple tree.

But a gust of wind came by, blowing its body askew, and at the same time a branch was bent by the wind, lying in front of the bird.

The bird flapped its wings vigorously, trying to fight against the strong wind, but the wind vanished in an instant, and it, overexerting itself, collided head-first into the branch that had yet to rebound!@@@@

It hit with a thud!

The bird fell to the ground, chattering in complaint on the grass.

Yet ten seconds earlier, it colliding with that branch had been perceived by that human not far away!

As if that person had cast a spell, it was doomed to be unfortunate in its subsequent actions.

The human’s lips curved slightly, feeling as if teasing a little sparrow.

"Is this a form of ’saying and doing’?" Wu Hen murmured to himself.

To know in advance and then to speak it out.

To outsiders, isn’t this ’saying and doing’?

Of course, to truly achieve ’saying and doing’, one needs to master the primordial laws that everything follows. Wu Hen was still only seeing the surface, in a "read-only" state, not a "rewrite" state.

The day he could freely rewrite, for instance, making that silly sparrow fall in love with the aloof branch, would probably be considered true ’saying and doing’.

But all unparalleled divine skills evolve step by step, just like the laws of Otherworldly Dust. Every life attempting ascension also emulates, starting with form, advancing towards essence, and ultimately completely controlling this supreme law.

"Let’s name this ability."

"The dynamic trajectory simulation image formed through the interaction of three human perceptions..."

"Three Men Walking?"

"Cough cough, better call it ’War Track Pre-performance’. After my perception has improved, this ability might become more tangible, perhaps even allowing me to pre-perform stages of a longer timeline."

To perform a very accurate War Track Pre-performance, one’s vision must also reach Third Rank.

Then, a complete War Track image will be presented in one’s mind rather than the simulated motion capture currently imagined by the mind. It indeed puts one in an unbeatable position in battles against slightly weaker opponents, even if they outnumber you.

If, however, one faced real masters who could use certain abilities to break through the limits of speed and strength, then the information captured by one’s hearing and taste might be skewed. Without Third Rank hearing to correct it, the "War Track Pre-performance" that’s presented would only hold referential value instead of providing accurate predictions.

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Soon, in a remote cottage by the woods, Wu Hen heard Cai Ni crying.

"Ridiculous, what do you think you are, daring to come here and boss me around?" Jiao Lie stood outside the water house but swung a palm toward one of Cai Huang’s servants!

The servant was too weak, probably not even having crossed the threshold of Heavenly Light.

The servant was directly slapped, coughing up blood, and became unconscious on the spot.

This made Wu Hen frown involuntarily.

Was the person sent by Cai Huang killed just like that?

Is Jiao Liecheng so brazen to act like a beast? He really has the audacity?

Even if Jiao Zhu backs him, how could Cai Huang let Jiao Liecheng off, has Jiao Liecheng lost his mind?

"Wuu wuu~"

Inside the water house, Cai Ni’s crying continued.

But she didn’t dare to cry out loud. Although her mouth wasn’t gagged and the man who intended to harm her, Jiao Liecheng, was just outside the water house, what was she so afraid and terrified of?

"Something’s not right!"

Quickly, Wu Hen realized the problem.

Jiao Liecheng was guarding outside the water house...

There was someone else inside the water house, and that person was treating Cai Ni with extremely cruel means!

At first, Wu Hen also thought Jiao Liecheng had lascivious thoughts toward Cai Ni, taking advantage of the situation to abduct her, taking some liberties, while also targeting him and Cai Huang, to force them out of the courtyard...

But now the situation was clearly not right.

Even after killing Cai Huang’s servant, Jiao Liecheng had no intention of entering the water house; instead, he was like a gatekeeper, guarding outside!

Who was the person violating Cai Ni??

And being guarded by Jiao Liecheng?

"Master... please spare me..."

Amid sobs, Wu Hen barely heard Cai Ni’s plea for mercy with half her lips.

Master??

Turns out it was that old scoundrel Jiao Zhu!!

Could it be that it was not Jiao Liecheng who had been targeting Cai Ni all along, but Master Jiao Zhu??

Wu Hen was completely shocked to find out that Jiao Zhu was an old lecher!

And this old lecher had some sort of perverse ritual before committing his wrongdoing...

At this moment, Jiao Zhu seemed to be sewing Cai Ni’s mouth shut with needle and thread!

Wu Hen remembered that Jiao Zhuo had two protectors, whose mouths were sewn shut with some kind of metal wire, giving anyone who looked a bit longer a feeling of physical discomfort.

Wu Hen had also asked Cai Ni about the person who sewed mouths, and then knew that Master Jiao Zhu used to oversee the sect punishments in the Holy Sect Inner Country. Basically, members who made mistakes or violated rules would be thrown into his Punishment Hall, which is why Master Jiao Zhu had a rather twisted nature...

Wu Hen clearly remembered Cai Ni trembling all over when she described it to him.

Cai Ni had probably never imagined that she would endure the day when she’d face Master Jiao Zhu’s twisted form of punishment, no wonder she was so terrified at this moment!