Situated

(Su Daji POV)

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Uncle Kang and I started untying the rest of the members and as they were untied they started helping as well. When 10 of us was untied I started handing out the weapons which these slavers carried on them. Some people found some weapons which remained from our ambush, though many still didn't have a weapon.

When the final member of our clan was untied the 3 who went out to search for me made a timely return.

The one in the lead had a downtrodden look with his shoulders slumped down. The other two who followed him looked a little annoyed before their expressions immediately changed. The moment they caught sight of what was in front of them they froze on the spot.

The one in front didn't notice anything for a few more steps. Then his steps slowed down until he halted and he looked behind him at the two who seemed to not dare move.

"Why did you guys stop? The camps right here. You guys were complaining the entire way back about coming back, so why did you stop now?" Although his face was half turned away I could partially see the confusion on his face.

The two in the back quickly took out their weapons and one of them raised a shaky finger past the lead man and towards my group. It was at this moment many of my clansmen passed me with weapons tightly gripped in their hands.

"Huh?" When the one in front turned forward a large dadao broadsword gleamed in the air and cleaved at the man. The weapon was Uncle's own weapon which no one seemed to of taken like some other ones.

The man in the lead hastily tried to defend with his left arm only for it to be completely and cleanly chopped off. The arm dropped just a little away from him, yet once it hit the ground it was like the signal that they would die.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" The man screamed with all he could as he unsheathed his sword with his remaining arm, wildly swinging it around towards the man who cut off his arm.

As I watched the man suffer a small smile surfaced upon my face. Uncle Kang was the one who made the first move, cleaving off the first man's arm. He had a furious expression as he looked at the three especially the one in front.

I had told him our situation and about what the man said and anger instantly surfaced upon his face before I calmed him down. Uncle was a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator(4th Stage), and although weakened when he was angry unintentionally suppressed me quite heavily. He only calmed down when he heard my weak voice calling for him.

For a second I thought of how these guys could even contain uncle before I remembered a weird collar they had placed on anyone who was even in the Meridian Opening Realm(2nd Stage). It seemed to reduced their strength or restrain their cultivation while it was worn.

With a single hand Uncle Kang grabbed the man's sword and instantly shattered it. Seeing his weapon become useless the man froze giving Uncle Kang a perfect opportunity to grab ahold of his throat, lifting him into the air like he weighted nothing.

"Kuk--Keee!!" The man choked and struggled with all his might in Uncle Kang's grip.

"How audacious of you! To think mere Body Refinement Realms dared to capture us! Has our Fox tribe truly fallen so low that trash like you are now able to approach us!?" Fiery shown in Uncle Kang's eyes as he spoke.

"And you... especially you! How bold of you to go after my niece! I'll make sure you won't die a peaceful death! Brothers and Sisters! Capture those two as well! We'll make them pay!" Uncle Kang asked and the rest answered charging over to the others.

Their struggle didn't even last a a fifth of an incense stick of time before they were captured and brought over.

I watched as Uncle stabbed his dadao into the ground before he began to torture the man. He slowly broke the fingers of the man's remaining hand before moving to his toes.

"AAAHHHHHH!!"

As I heard the screams of the man my smile widened without me even noticing it. It was almost soothing as I then started to plan out how to re-meet Master Ip Cheng in a "Coincidental" event.

We first met at a slave market in Fascinating Flame Kingdom. It wasn't a great first impression of me as I was a complete mess at the time. Maybe that's way he never saw me as a potential lover. That should be 3 years from now though! Ugh! It's way too long a wait especially since he told me about him his true self.

He said that he was from another world and that he was "isekai-ed" here. I think he said that around 6 months ago before today was when he "entered" this world. The first 3 months should be him struggling through the southern wilderness and the next 3 until now should be him looking for some sect that would accept him.

The first kingdom he encountered should be the Enlighten Earth kingdom and I remember that he said he should still be there for at least another year before moving to another kingdom. Although we're currently in the neighboring Fascinating Flame Kingdom I don't know if he went north of the Earthen Kingdom or west to here.

'*Sigh* It's not like he told me about his every single day of travel how am I supposed to find him. What if he doesn't do some of the things I remember instead something else entirely! I should probably focus on what's happening now, I'll figure out the rest later on. Perhaps there will be an opportunity to meet him sooner then expected.'

"P---please s-stop..."

The weak and barely audible cries from the man woke me up. When I turned to him all his fingers and toes were bent in gruesome ways. The two who were with him already died a while ago from beatings of my tribesmen. Their bodies were completely bruised with the darkest parts being around their face and crotch. A hand was just about to grasp him once again before I stopped it.

"Uncle!"

Upon hearing my voice calling him Uncle Kang turned towards me. The fierce and vicious face he showed to the man he held changed into a warmer one when he faced me.

"Yes? What is it my niece?"

"I'd like to be the one who finishes him, after all he was the one who was looking for me." I asked with a small smile.

"You want to do it?! This is a very messy job, you shouldn't have to do such a act. Just let your Uncle Kang do this type of dirty work." Uncle Kang exclaimed in the beginning before trying to coax me into leaving it for him.

I don't know why, but a part of me really seems to enjoy the man's suffering. Before I've never even thought about doing these horrendous acts, but now it's like it has always been there within me. And now seeing such a great opportunity to let it out and try this feeling how could I let it go?

"Please Uncle Kang! I really want to do it! You weren't there to hear what I heard. Plus since he was targeting be why not let him be tortured by the very person he wanted to capture? Please!!!" I cupped my hands together and looked at Uncle Kang in a pleading way.

"...Alright, I suppose it's fine. After all he won't be able to do much in his current state." Reluctantly Uncle finally agreed to my request.

"Yes! Thank you Uncle Kang!" Excitedly I gave Uncle Kang a quick little hug.

Releasing his grip on the man he fell down with a plop. Hurrying over I grabbed onto his remaining arm and dragged him into the turned over wagon that I was in previously.

Throughout my previous life I have seen countless methods to torture and brutalize people. But I had never tried any of those myself. When I was still a slave I had quite a few masters who liked to inflict pain upon me for their enjoyment. I had stayed with the first one of this kind for some time before he was bored of my screams.

Next time I had such a master I tried as hard as possible to never make any sound as to make them tire of me sooner. This will be the first time I'm inflicting such pains, yet for some reason I feel some excitement at the thought of it.

'What have I become? What will happen when I meet Master Ip Cheng again?'

At the thought of Ip Cheng the sadistic feel I've been feeling was instantly replaced by a feeling of wanting him to do such things to me. Almost endless imaginary scenarios ran through my mind as I thought of that.

'W-what was that feeling!? No, no, no I should concentrate.'

Propping the man up against the sideways floor and he immediately began to beg. He had no strength to move, but somehow could still speak.

"P-please l-let me go! I beg of you! I'll never do it again! This is the last time anything like this will happen!"

Perhaps he thought I would go easier on him and might even be soft hearted enough to free him. How naïve of him to believe in such a thing. Hearing his begging did remind me of a number of adventures with Ip Cheng though.

He was oddly altruistic for the kind of world we lived in. One where lies and betrayal seemed to be around every corner he still helped those in need. Of course there were people who only pretended to be in danger as a trap, in fact probably at least 40-60% of those we "saved" were really traps.

Whenever we broke free of those traps there was always at least one person within those groups which pleaded similar lines as this man. But once they betrayed Ip Cheng's trust as complete strangers they were killed. He always said that, "If they would really stop what they were doing, why do it in the first place?" Well, that probably started around the 10th time it happened since he started to get tired of believing them as he started to see repeat offenders.

Drawing out my sword I thought back to a method of torture. I think it was called the Thousand Cut Flay. The method involved flaying a living person with a thousand cuts while keeping them alive all the while.

I probably won't be able make it to a thousand cuts on my first try, but I'll try to make it to the first milestone of this technique: 100 cuts without his death.

Moving the tip of my blade to his hand I slowly carved some of his skin off. From there I moved up his arm and to the rest of his body carving away. All the while his screams of agony and pain radiated out probably covering our entire ambush site.