Getting a Sugar Mommy in Cultivation World!!

"What did you do to him this time?" She decided to change the topic so he did not think much about it.

Noah, feeling the warmth of her body spreading through his face and the tickling sensation of her fingers moving through his hair, relaxed his body and let himself fall prey to the feeling of being pampered.

'This is dangerous. I was just about to lose focus on the seal and almost let him escape.' Noah suddenly focused his mind as he slowly moved away, with clear signs of reluctance on his face.

"Using the seals on his head, I have sealed his memories." Even Xin Yan had a slightly reluctant expression, but she was happy to see his expression softening. "At the same time, these seals are making him relive the worst nightmare of his life or making him go through something of a similar level."

"His memories?" Though confused momentarily, Xin Yan understood Noah's intentions after hearing his latter sentence. "You are really not giving him any leeway, aren't you? To think you would make him forget the torture he went through just to make him go through everything over and over again without dying from the torture..."

The words Xin Yan spoke may hint that she was worried about Long Xiang's punishment, but her voice told Noah otherwise. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

The hint of impatience and glee in her voice made it clear she could not wait to see the torture the man was going through.

'She totally gets me!' Noah found himself on cloud nine when he saw the look in her eyes.

Noah did not move his gaze away from Xin Yan and waved his hand. A screen appeared in front of them, showing the illusion one of Long Xiang's consciousnesses was facing.

"It can't be!!!" A shrill cry of a young boy echoed in the soul realm, causing Noah to look at the screen.

…

"What?!" Standing in the middle of the City Hall, young Long Xiang looked as if his whole life had shattered right before his eyes.

"Hmph! Can't you hear what I said? You have no talent for cultivation!" An old man standing before him with a white orb in his hands replied coldly, looking at him with disdain and anger. "Your denial won't change the outcome, so stop wasting my valuable time. Hmph!"

With a wave of his hand, the elder dressed in the robes of the Soaring Heaven Sect threw Long Xiang off the stage like a ragdoll.

"Cough!" Long Xiang, who was devastated upon hearing those cold words, could not react. His internal organs twisted from the sudden shock, causing him to vomit spit and other fluids on the ground.

"Hey, isn't that the young master of the Long Clan? Did you hear? He has no talent!"

"Who would have thought the young master of the Long Clan was trash!"

"Hmph, I knew it. The way he acted all high and mighty and bullied his peers, I tell you this is retribution."

Long Xiang, who fell to his knees, felt all kinds of gazes boring into his body. Even though those who were speaking were standing far away from him, the disdain and mockery started to make him feel suffocated.

Raising his head, he saw those who used to flatter him looking at him with an unfriendly gaze; they did not even bother to hide their contempt when they pointed their fingers at him.

"If it isn't the young master of the Long Clan, did you hear that I got red-grade talent?" Suddenly, a group of three approached him, led by a young boy with a sharp and arrogant demeanor.

"It's a pity that I got the lowest talent." The boy spoke with some resignation on his face, but soon his expression changed as a smirk formed on his face. "But hey, it's not like I cannot cultivate! Hahaha!!!"

"Haha!! That kid is really playing with fire! Even though he is not in line for succession in the Wang Clan, he still dared to mock the young master of the Long Clan."

"What young master? I am afraid that he would be considered lucky if he was even treated like a branch-level member in the Long Clan."

"There is no way the Long Clan would keep trash like him as their successor or even as a main clan member."

"You!!!" Long Xiang, who had the memories of the future and the pride of someone in the golden core realm, could not listen to their mockery and not retaliate.

His eyes went bloodshot as he lunged at the closest person to him with his bare fists.

It just so happened that the person who was closest to him was the same person who came to mock him face to face.

"You really are trash, daring to attack a disciple of the esteemed sect!" The young man from the Wang Clan saw through Long Xiang's attack and sneered at him.

Boom!

"Cough!!!" Not only did he dodge the attack, but he also countered, punching Long Xiang in the gut, making him cough up blood.

"What's with the look in your eyes, trash?!!" As Long Xiang stood up, his eyes glistened with killing intent, which made the youngsters before him tremble in fear. But knowing the boy before them had no talent and was a paper tiger, they regained their bearings.

Even though it was only for a moment, they had shown weakness, which made them flush with embarrassment, and to hide it, they all ganged up on Long Xiang and started beating him.

The patriarch of the Long family and also the father of Long Xiang, who had been watching everything from the stands, did not show any signs of interrupting their fight but coldly snorted at the head of the Wang family who was standing beside him before leaving.

He did not forget to cast one last glance at his son before leaving. 'Don't blame me, son; blame the world and yourself for having no talent.'

…

Noah smiled in satisfaction as he watched Long Xiang suffering in the illusion. Out of curiosity, he looked at Xin Yan to see her reaction. As soon as he turned, his eyes went wide as he thought.

'What the fuck?!'