Divine Seal: Fire Kirin Fly Template, shattering the Demon God Pillar!

Chapter 67 Wake Lin Xin Up! A Dual Torture of Spirit and Body

Soon, only Li Hao and Lin Xin remained in the large private room.

Without saying a word, Li Hao grabbed Lin Xin by the back of his collar.

They carried him out of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion like a chick, and after many twists and turns, they arrived at the Holy City Warrior Temple's special training ground.

Finally, he pushed open the door to a secret underground chamber made of heavy metal and threw Lin Xin inside.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed shut, cutting off all light and sound from the outside world.

Inside the secret room, the moonstones embedded in the walls lit up automatically, emitting a soft and cool light that stretched the shadows of the two people facing each other long.

Looking at Li Hao's serious, almost cold face, Lin Xin's heart began to pound.

I felt my heartbeat resounding like a war drum in the silent, enclosed room.

"Commander...Commander, why...why did you bring me here?" He swallowed hard and asked in a dry voice.

Li Hao casually took a chair from his storage ring, sat down with an air of superiority, and then tossed another chair in front of Lin Xin.

"Let's talk." Li Hao's gaze was like a knife, piercing straight into Lin Xin's heart. "Tell me, why are you unwilling to cultivate offensive magic?"

From the very first word, he addressed the most pointed and crucial questions.

Li Hao disdained beating around the bush; he chose the most direct way to expose the scars that Lin Xin had deliberately covered up with layers of disguise.

Lin Xin's face turned deathly pale in an instant, his eyes darting around in a panic, unable to meet Li Hao's gaze.

"I...didn't I already say that my fire-type spiritual power is not naturally good at offense?"

"It...it can play a greater role in medicine making and auxiliary control."

Lin Xin's voice grew softer and softer, sounding increasingly weak.

"lie!"

Li Hao's sharp shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, resounded in the secret room.

Lin Xin was so frightened that he trembled all over and almost fell off the chair.

"Commander, I...I didn't..." He was still being stubborn, trying to use the same reasons he had given countless times to cover it up.

"My fire elemental power is too gentle in its energy form. When forcibly condensed into an attack spell, its power is not even as good as ordinary fire magic..."

"Besides, with strong damage dealers like you and Yuan Yuan in our team, my best option is to focus on support and logistics..."

"enough!"

Li Hao suddenly stood up, a flash of undisguised disappointment and anger in his eyes.

"Lin Xin, my patience is limited!"

Before he could finish speaking, Li Hao suddenly kicked the metal chair under Lin Xin's buttocks hard.

"boom!"

The chair, made of fine iron, was kicked into pieces by him, and the fragments flew in all directions.

Lin Xin was caught off guard and fell to the ground with a thud, the pain bringing tears to his eyes.

However, this is just the beginning.

Li Hao's figure approached like a ghost, giving Lin Xin no time to react before a barrage of iron fists rained down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fist landed precisely on Lin Xin's shoulder, back, and thigh—areas with thick flesh that did not injure vital organs.

With each punch, Li Hao exquisitely controlled the force.

That power pierced through Lin Xin's spiritual energy shield, causing him excruciating pain, but without causing any substantial internal injury.

"Still talking arrogantly!"

"Your talent is the highest affinity for fire element I've ever seen among all mages! You say it's not good at offense?"

"Bang!" Another punch.

"A fifth-tier mage who can't even cast a decent offensive spell, and you call that the optimal choice?"

"boom!"

Are you insulting my intelligence, or are you insulting yourself?!

"I thought you would have changed after three months of fighting, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn!"

Li Hao roared as he fought.

Every word was like an awl, piercing deep into Lin Xin's heart.

The excruciating physical pain, coupled with the mental interrogation and provocation, was like two mountains, relentlessly crushing Lin Xin's fragile psychological defenses.

Lin Xin covered his head and curled up in a ball on the ground.

At first, he tried to explain, but his explanations quickly crumbled under Li Hao's barrage of punches and questions.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

"I lied! I lied!"

His psychological defenses, under the dual torment of physical and mental torture, finally began to crumble. "Why lie! Tell me the real reason!"

Li Hao's punches didn't stop; instead, they became even more ferocious.

He knew he had to strike while the iron was hot and completely shatter all his pretenses in one fell swoop.

"I...I'm scared..." Lin Xin's voice was trembling with tears.

"What are you afraid of? Afraid of fighting? Afraid of the demons?" Li Hao's fist paused slightly.

"No...no..." Lin Xin shook his head in anguish, tears and snot streaming down his face, looking utterly disheveled. "I'm scared...I'm scared of fire...attack magic..."

"Why are you afraid?!" Li Hao continued to press.

"Because...because my mom and dad...died from out-of-control fire magic!"

These words seemed to have exhausted all of Lin Xin's strength.

After shouting it out, Lin Xin collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.

Like a lost child, he released all the fear, pain, and grievances that had been building up for years at this moment.

Li Hao's fist finally stopped.

He looked at Lin Xin, who was crying bitterly on the ground, and a complicated expression flashed in his eyes.

"very good!"

Li Hao nodded slowly, his voice regaining its composure.

If someone can speak out, it means there's hope.

What I fear most is the kind of person who would rather die than face reality and completely shuts themselves off.

He waited until Lin Xin's emotions had calmed down a bit before speaking again, his voice cold and devoid of any sympathy.

"The reasons are good, but running away is pointless!"

These cold words made Lin Xin, who had just vented his emotions, suddenly raise his head and look at Li Hao in disbelief.

Lin Xin thought that by recounting such a tragic past, he could at least gain some comfort.

Unexpectedly, what followed was still relentless criticism.

"Your parents' tragedy was due to a mistake they made in their research; it was their own failure to control that power, not the fault of fire-based attack magic itself!"

Li Hao's voice was piercing, every word cutting to the heart.

Lin Xin's body trembled violently, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

Because he knew that what Li Hao said was true.

"You possess exceptional talent in fire magic, yet because of the shadows of the past and ridiculous fears, you choose to run away and cripple your own abilities!"

Li Hao approached step by step, looking down at him with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"This is not only disrespectful to your parents' research, but also an extreme waste of your own life and potential!"

Lin Xin was intimidated by Li Hao's imposing manner and subconsciously shrank back.

He felt that Li Hao in front of him was like a war god burning with raging flames, and his gaze almost ignited his soul.

"If you intend to live forever in the shadow of the past, like a coward, barely surviving by refining pills and using some insignificant auxiliary magic, then you should get out of the Fire Cloud Demon Hunter Group as soon as possible!"

The word "coward" pierced Lin Xin's ears like two steel needles. His face instantly turned deathly pale.

"But I believe you are not!"

Li Hao's tone suddenly changed.

"You are my partner, a member of the Fire Cloud Demon Hunter Team that I acknowledge!"

"Our future is the stars and the sea, the crushing of the demons, and standing at the pinnacle of this world!"

"We don't need an alchemist who only hides in the back and makes excuses. What we need is a Flame Master who can fight alongside us and burn the enemy to ashes!"

Every word Li Hao spoke carried an undeniable and powerful conviction, impacting Lin Xin's mind.

Lin Xin's breathing became rapid, and tears were still flowing from his eyes, but the fear hidden deep in his eyes was slowly fading.

Instead, there was a violent struggle and wavering.

Li Hao crouched down, his gaze level with Lin Xin's, his eyes burning as if two flames were burning within them.

Now, tell me—

"Do you choose to continue being a coward who cries while holding his wounds, or do you choose to stand up and take control of the power that is rightfully yours?"

"Personally put a perfect end to your parents' unfinished work!"

"Become your true self?!"

In the silent, secret room, only Lin Xin's heavy breathing could be heard.

His fists were clenched tightly at his sides, his nails digging deep into his palms, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.

Should we continue to run away, or... stand up?

(End of this chapter)