Apocalypse I Have One More Keyword Than Others

Chapter 315 - - 313 Hit King Whip_1

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Finally, I can rid myself of this damned situation of having no one to rely on.

Upon leaving the Coiling Dragon Sword Sect, Duge's mood was very cheerful. He wasn't worried that his master and senior brother would turn on him or flee; what he had always wanted was the Dragon Teeth.

Furthermore, if Wu Chang couldn't even keep an eye on two injured people, then he would be unworthy of the title of Alien Warrior.

Through combat with Yu Hongsheng, Duge had nearly ascertained his current Combat Power. With water nearby, there shouldn't be anyone under the Innate level who could match him.

But in this world, there are Innate Experts and even higher Grandmasters. With his current abilities, he couldn't guarantee his own safety and needed to find a way to quickly enhance his strength.

It would be best to awaken a skill that aided in offense or defense.

However, it was indeed a challenge to derive an offensive skill from loyalty and trend...

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"Master?" In the moonlight, Luo Shuang put away the dagger in her hand and stepped out of the darkness, asking, "Was it a failure?"

"If I had failed, there would be pursuers behind me. Also, if there were pursuers, I would definitely not lead them to the princess," Duge frowned and scolded, "Princess, in recent days, your thinking has been lax, and you have made several misjudgments in these little matters."

"Master, I..." In the moonlight, Luo Shuang looked at Duge with a stern face, the face she both feared and loved, and for a moment her heartbeat inexplicably sped up, her words stumbling out clumsily.

"Hold out your hand." Duge pulled a vine whip from his waist and said sternly, "Perhaps my subordinates have been too busy these days doing things for the princess, causing her to develop a lazy heart. This is my fault. For the sake of Qingwu Country, I must become strict with the princess. Please forgive me, princess."

"Master, I know I was wrong, can we not have the punishment?" Luo Shuang looked at the glossy vine whip that Duge was handling, and a fear she had long forgotten surged in her heart. She held her hands behind her back, unwilling to extend them.

"Princess, remember your deceased father and brothers?" Duge's expression became even more severe.

"..." In grievance, Luo Shuang looked at Duge, gritted her teeth, and stretched out her hand.

Smack!

The vine whip in Duge's hand landed heavily on the palm of Luo Shuang's hand.

Ah!

A short scream, and a red mark appeared on Luo Shuang's palm.

Her hand instinctively shrank back, and she looked at Duge with astonishment. In her memory, the vine whip had only ever been used to symbolically flog her; it had never been as heavy as today...

"This whip is for you forgetting the vengeance of your father and brothers," Duge said coldly, watching Luo Shuang. "Remember the pain in your palm. The blade that Duke Dingguo slashed across your father's neck was a thousand times more painful than this. Princess, extend your hand again."

Luo Shuang hesitated, tears welling up in her eyes. She glared at Duge and, almost petulantly, stretched out her hand again.

Smack!

The second whip landed.

Another red mark.

Duge said, "The second whip is for your arrogance and laxity; you forgot my teachings. Now, even Wu Chang has seen through your little schemes. In the future, more will follow you, and if you're lax even once, others will lose respect for you. Lapse ten times, and your status will be as worthless as toilet paper."

The princess endured the pain and looked at Duge without saying a word.

Smack!

The third whip landed.

Duge continued, "The third whip is for your girlish sentiments. From the moment you resolved to seek revenge, you have had no youth or love in your life. Unnecessary emotions will only hurt you and all those who have made sacrifices for you."

Luo Shuang's eyes widened fiercely, her heart racing again as she momentarily forgot the pain in her palm. He knows, he knows everything!

Swallowing hard, Luo Shuang looked flustered, "Master, I..."

With a sigh, Duge put away the vine whip, "Princess, I know what you're thinking. But remember, I am your master. If anything were to happen between us, it would be the biggest scandal under heaven. It would bring no good to you, to me, or to the future Qingwu Country. Monarchs and subjects, master and disciple, are separated by a natural chasm. Anyone who crosses it dies."
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“I…” Luo Shuang looked at Duge, wanting to say something but hesitated. At this moment, she suddenly regretted her earlier decision to become his disciple. She had not expected that addressing someone as Master would ultimately become a prison she had constructed for herself.

“Unless one day, you hold great power,” Duge looked at Luo Shuang and infused her with a new hope, “when you can silence everyone in the world, you can do anything.”

Luo Shuang’s breathing quickened as her eyes widened in amazement.

Duge looked at Luo Shuang and took a bottle of medicine from his bosom and handed it to the princess. “Princess, I was a bit rough today. Please forgive me,” he said.

Luo Shuang poured some of the medicine from the bottle, applied it to her palm, and looked at the three red marks on her hand while carefully pondering Duge’s words. She gradually calmed down.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Shuang said, “Master, Wu Chang is not here, and I want to ask you something.”

Duge said, “Ask away.”

Luo Shuang looked at Duge and asked, “Are you the Heavenly Demon?”

“I am not,” Duge replied decisively.

“…” Luo Shuang’s hand, which was applying the medicine, suddenly stopped as a trace of sadness passed through her eyes.

“Princess, whether it is the Heavenly Demon or the Immortal God, they will eventually leave this world. But ordinary people will not,” Duge said slowly. He inexplicably thought of Wang Chong from the previous world. That body had been tempered by him to the extreme, and he didn’t know what became of it after the soul had returned.

So, that’s how it is?

Luo Shuang chuckled to herself and asked, “Can I trust you?”

Duge looked at her and said, “You can always trust me. As long as I am here, I will not allow anyone to harm you. This is my promise to you.”

“Mhm.” Luo Shuang nodded lightly and, when she lifted her head again, she was full of determination, “Master, thank you for the three whippings today. I won’t make that type of low-level mistake again.”

“That would be for the best.” Duge nodded, looking at the vine in his hand. After a moment of contemplation, he said, “Princess, in any case, a subject beating a monarch is inappropriate and against the natural order, suggestive of insubordination. As more people come to orbit you, letting others see this would undermine your dignity. How about this? Please give this vine a name.”

“Name it?” Luo Shuang was taken aback.

“Grant it the right to beat befuddled monarchs and corrupt officials,” Duge said. “That way, I will feel justified when using it to discipline the princess.”

Gulp!

Luo Shuang subconsciously shrank her neck, thinking, so you want to use it to beat me and also want me to legitimize it?

“How about calling it the Hit King Whip?” Duge didn’t wait for Luo Shuang to speak and decided on the name for himself. He was a determined man. Once he set his mind on creating derivative items, he intended to take it to the extreme.

Having an official name would make it more acceptable to discipline the princess and would even enhance the prestige of a loyal subject.

In classic novels, Bao Zheng’s executioner’s knife, Wei Chigong’s iron mace, Wen Zhong’s Hit King Whip, and She Taijun’s Dragon Head Walking Stick…

Anyone who possessed a weapon with the power to “beat befuddled monarchs and corrupt officials” was a famous loyal subject, weren’t they?

“That works,” said Luo Shuang, a bit awkwardly.

As soon as she finished speaking,

Duge had already drawn his sword and, using the moonlight, he engraved “Beat befuddled monarchs and corrupt officials” onto the vine. Then, he handed the sword to Luo Shuang, “Please name it, Princess.”

Luo Shuang swallowed and helplessly carved her own name onto the vine.

“Let’s go!” Duge put away the Hit King Whip, satisfied, and called to the princess, “I have taken control of Dragon Teeth; from now on, we have our own intelligence organization.”

“Is it secure?” Luo Shuang asked.

“Rest assured, Princess. We’ve only just taken over the leader of Dragon Teeth. Give me a few days, and I will have Dragon Teeth completely under our control,” Duge smiled. “There’s one more thing I need to tell the princess beforehand. To take control of Dragon Teeth, I told them that my helping the princess to restore her country was because I coveted the throne myself, which is highly disrespectful…”

“Master, you don’t need to explain to me. In desperate times one must do what is necessary, I understand,” Luo Shuang smiled, cutting him off. “No matter what, I trust my master.”

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