Both Elder Nishikawa and the sect master took a whiff of the scent coming from the bottle and immediately frowned. The sect master’s beard fluttered as he yelled out: “Someone go cripple disciple Hiro’s cultivation and toss him out of the sect. How dare you bring such a vile drug into our sect!”

“Wait!” Elder Nishikawa stopped the sect master’s order causing the sect master to frown.

“Is there a problem with my decision?” The sect master did not know why he was being stopped. 

“We should make an example of him. Just crippling and expelling him from the sect is not good enough. This will not always deter those who think they can get away with it. Yuki. I want you to skin his face like you planned before.” Elder Nishikawa knew the only way to stop this from happening again was to make sure that everyone understood that it would not be as simple as going back home as a cripple. Such medicine, whether man or woman who were affected by it, would end up ruining themselves for life. It would make them go crazy, rip off their clothes, and look for anyone to have sex with, but it would never end. They would always be lost in this lust filled state with no way out.

“Okay!” Yuki smiled, her eyes flashing with excitement. Yuki knew she should not feel excited to torture someone but she could not resist. Her mind had already been torn apart thanks to everything she had been through. She did not wish to allow her enemies to have a good life.

Hiro, who was originally being taken away was brought back to the battle stage. Elder Nishikawa hugged Yuki’s waist and took her down to the battle stage. The sect master also joined them. He looked at the disciples, who all came to watch the battles with his hands behind his back. He waved his hand and strung Hiro upside down over the stage.

“Today, this disciple, disciple Hiro, decided he wanted to harm one of his fellow sect members. He brought a substance into the sect that would turn anyone of you into useless trash. As such, he will be crippled and tossed out of the sect, but….” The sect master’s eyes turned cold. “This will not be all. Disciple Yuki. Please show everyone here what will happen to them if they dared to make a move on a fellow disciple in such a way ever again.” 

Yuki nodded and drew her sword. She looked at Hiro, who had already passed out and slipped her blade into the already sliced flesh, and began slowly skinning Hiro’s skin off his face. From the forehead all the way to his chin.

Hiro instantly woke up and began screaming at the top of his lungs in pain. Yuki was not gentle in the slightest and was making sure to saw the skin instead of slicing it. She was trying to make it as painful as possible. Her lips were curled up into a small smile as she hummed a song from her past life.

Who would have thought a girl who once laid in bed, cared for, and loved by her parents until the day she died would be happily humming an upbeat song while peeling the flesh off a human being? 

Even with the blood dripping onto her hands and face as she worked, she did not seem to care in the slightest. The sight of this truly frightened those who were watching. Especially a certain person who had started this scheme, to begin with. Yuko looked at the blood covered Yuki and knew the girl was crazy. She had to be insane. She was humming while skinning a person alive. Which sane person would do such a thing?

Not once in her small mind had she ever thought to herself if she was crazy to even want to use such a drug on a person. The drug in question was worse than what Nana had said before. This was because the drug was slightly different. Elder Nishikawa and the sect master picked up on the extra ingredients right away.

This was why they were having such a strong reaction to it. If it was just an aphrodisiac, it would not result in such severe punishment, but this also messed the person up for life. As such, to bring such dugs into the sect to use on fellow sect mates was in need of a proper deterrent for those who might have the same thoughts in the future.

“Done!” Yuki, who now had blood all over the front of her robes, hair, face and hands, grinned widely and had expectant eyes as she looked at Elder Nishikawa as if waiting for praise.

Elder Nishikawa sighed. Yuki was a very good girl and was very kind to those she saw as friends, but she was a bit crazy when it came to enemies. But Elder Nishikawa also felt this was good. She drew a fine line on treatment between enemies and friends. This would allow her to live longer in the world of cultivation. Be ruthless to those who dared to try to harm you and care for those who have always stayed by your side. While it might be more on the extreme side for Yuki, she did not mind it. She would rather have Yuki like this than how she used to be. Plus, she knew Yuki had already been through enough as it was.

So not caring for the blood, Elder Nishikawa smiled and reached out and patted Yuki’s head. “You did well.”