Do not underestimate this seemingly ordinary leather whip. The raw material used to make it is dragon scales shed by Bai Qi during his molting. It is specifically used to punish subordinates who make mistakes. Bai Qi has also added several magical enchantments to the whip, greatly increasing the suffering of the one being punished.
A single whip strike would be fatal to an ordinary person. Even someone as strong as Kravin could withstand no more than five lashes at most. Yet, Rem and Yong Huo are to receive a full thirty lashes, while Bai Tang will suffer the worse fate of fifty. Fifty lashes! If she endures them all, Bai Tang will likely be crippled if not killed.
Yong Huo, knowing the terrifying power of the Dragon Scale Whip, wanted to step forward and plead for mercy. He wasn't begging for himself; thirty lashes would be difficult for him to endure, but not immediately fatal. He wanted to plead for his sister, Bai Tang.
However, upon seeing Bai Qi's icy gaze, the words Yong Huo was about to utter remained unspoken for a long time. After a brief hesitation, he changed his plea, "Father, Bai Tang is young and ignorant. It was her first time leading a team on a mission, and she lacked experience. Please, for the sake of her being your daughter, spare her this time. I am willing to take her fifty lashes for her."
"Hmph," Bai Qi snorted coldly and roared, "You will take them for her? Do you truly believe your skin is so thick that you can withstand eighty lashes? Are you not afraid of being beaten to death?"
Faced with Bai Qi's question, Yong Huo was stunned for a moment, then nodded firmly, "I am willing."
Just then, Rem, standing beside them, also spoke up, stating she was willing to share twenty-five of Bai Tang's lashes.
At this point, Bai Tang was deeply touched by the two of them. Bai Qi, of course, did not mind adding more fuel to the fire and making it burn even hotter.
Bai Qi looked at Bai Tang and said, "Bai Tang, do you see? Because of you, your brother and your friends will be beaten to death. All of this is because your mission failed." – Sudan Novel Network
Given Bai Tang's temperament, she naturally would not let her brother and friends be beaten to death because of her. She stepped forward, intending to bear the fifty lashes that should have been hers. However, judging by her demeanor, she also wanted to take on Yong Huo and Rem's lashes. Bai Qi would absolutely not agree to this.
The number of lashes Bai Qi assigned to the three was calculated. They might be crippled, but they would absolutely not be killed. And as for Bai Qi, even if the recipient had only one breath left, he could still save them.
After all, the purpose of Bai Qi whipping the three was to motivate Bai Tang, allowing her to gain something from this incident, rather than truly intending to kill her.
The Dragon Scale Whip, made from Bai Qi's dragon scales and enhanced with various magic, could indeed kill Bai Tang. Therefore, these three unfortunate souls should not bear any extra punishment for each other. They should honestly endure their own lashes and then disperse.
At Bai Qi's command, the Troll Ninjas behind the three began to swing their Dragon Scale Whips.
One Dragon Scale Whip after another struck the backs of the three, leaving a hideous bloodstain on their backs with each lash.
With immense willpower, the three were able to hold back their cries at first. But as the lashes continued to fall, one after another, they could no longer endure and finally let out screams of agony.
Yong Huo, being merely a civilian, had significantly less physical augmentation compared to the other two. Even though Bai Qi had precisely calculated their tolerance limits using the time clock, seeing Yong Huo's pained expression, Bai Qi feared that one wrong move could indeed lead to Yong Huo's death.
As a precaution, Bai Qi specifically instructed the Troll Ninja hitting Yong Huo to strike lighter.
There was no other choice. While the Shadow Ninjas were useful, they could sometimes be too literal. When Bai Qi told them to strike, they truly hit with all their might, without any regard for moderation.
Fortunately, after Bai Qi's subtle command, the force of the Troll's lashes noticeably decreased. However, by now, the consciousness of the three was already blurred, making them unable to perceive the difference in intensity.
Yong Huo and Rem's thirty lashes were quickly completed. The Troll ninjas who finished then put away their blood-dripping Dragon Scale Whips and stood aside, awaiting Bai Qi's next instructions.
Bai Qi glanced at the two who had already lost consciousness and motioned for the two Troll Ninjas who had finished to retreat.
Following this, Bai Tang's fifty lashes were also completed.
Although Bai Tang had received twenty more lashes than the other two, her physical strength far surpassed theirs. After fifty lashes, her back was indeed a bloody mess, but at least Bai Tang was still conscious and her limbs had strength. She struggled to get up.
However, as she exerted herself, her back wounds tore further, causing her limbs to go weak from the pain, and she slumped back down.
Bai Qi looked at the three and shook his head helplessly. He then summoned the maids who had been waiting outside.
The maids had been prepared from the moment the first lash was struck and had been waiting outside the door. Now that Bai Qi had called for them, they quickly entered.
Although they had prepared themselves mentally while listening to the screams from the sleeping quarters, seeing the bloody scene with their own eyes and the mangled backs of the three, their young faces turned deathly pale.
Bai Qi waved his hand and said, "Take them down and apply medicine."
The maids dared not delay. They carefully lifted the three onto stretchers and carried them away. A few were assigned to clean up the bloodstains in the sleeping quarters, while the rest quickly departed with the injured.
After the bloodstains in the sleeping quarters were cleaned, the maids bowed to Bai Qi and withdrew upon receiving his permission.
After the maids left, Bai Qi looked towards the door and said, "You can come out now."
Following Bai Qi's words, Master of Imitation emerged from the shadows.
Bai Qi looked at Master of Imitation and couldn't help but ask curiously, "My sleeping quarters are not a forbidden place. Why do you insist on doing these flashy tricks instead of using the proper door?"
Master of Imitation, who was about to report on his work, was taken aback by Bai Qi's sudden question and couldn't articulate a proper response for a long time.
Why not use the door and always do tricks? Why? He couldn't possibly say that it looked cool and had an imposing aura.
Fortunately, Bai Qi had no intention of dwelling on this matter. He waved his hand, allowing Master of Imitation to report on his work.
Bai Qi was not concerned about Bai Tang and the others' failure. On the contrary, he believed that people shouldn't always have it easy, and occasional failures were beneficial. However, he was now eager to know the process and how Bai Tang and the others had managed to fail despite having such a significant advantage.
"Your Majesty, the situation is as follows..."
After Master of Imitation's explanation, Bai Qi gradually understood. He had to admit that the demon dragon indeed had some tricks up its sleeve.
After absorbing a small portion of the power of Ximu, the demon dragon gained the ability to fly at high speeds, which was its only advantage compared to Bai Tang and the others. In the battle against Bai Tang's hunting team, the demon dragon had fully utilized this sole advantage.
Initially, after Bai Tang and the others located the demon dragon, they planned a surgical-like precise strike, emphasizing speed and accuracy to swiftly end the battle before it could react.