Yang Xing's POV:
My name was Yang Xing, and I was a fool. I had been born as the young master of Yang clan of the 9-dragon clan alliance. The 9 dragon clans are the descendants of nine mythical dragon lords that stood strong during the storm that was the divine age. The Yang clan was the descendants of the light element dragon lord.
Despite being the youngest of my father's children, I had been chosen as the next in line for the position of clan leader after my grandfather. I had excellent talents reaching the peak of the nascent soul right at the young age of 30. It was around that time I met her, Lunaria Chrystalla. We had met during a banquet held in honor of the Yin clan. It was love at first sight. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest from the moment I laid eyes on her. She was so calm and collected, showing barely any emotions, but through our conversation I got to know her gentle and kind personality, as well as her funny habits. I would sneak out at night to meet her in secret from time to time. We would gaze at the stars, admire the flowers and go on dates around the festival streets. We eventually even gave ourselves to each other in the heats of passion, but everything changed after the night I proposed.
She had said yes, but in the end, it was all a lie.
I had been over the moon with joy as I spread the news of our engagement. However, …
"AAAAAHHH!"
The Lunaria did not except our engagement and refused to let me see my beloved. They had apparently made plans for her to marry another and so, I was denied the chance to even see the person whom I had devoted my heart to. Frustrated, I had used my position as the next in line to have my clan try and pressure the Lunaria into excepting our engagement, but things escalated as neither side would back down, and a war broke out. Normally, with our clans being in an alliance, we could have expected support from the other eight clans, but as the man Chrystalla was engaged to happened to be from one of the other clans it got complicated and as a result, we ended up having to fight alone.
There are no words to describe how thankful I was to have such a supportive family as they braved the storms of war for my sake, nor do I have the words to describe my regret upon realizing it was all for nothing.
10 years ago, I had received a letter from Chrystalla saying she had escaped from her family and to come meet her at a certain spot. However, when I saw her.
"HAHAHA! YOU ACTUALLY CAME YOU MORON!"
I saw her, wrapped in the arms of the Yin clan heir, as she mocked me as the fool who had fallen for her empty words. She had been aiming to seduce me in an intricate scheme to cause trouble for my clan. The eight clans and the Lunaria had conspired against us, seeing the rapid growth of the Yang clan as a threat and this letter, was just baited to lure me into a trap. I was savagely beaten before having my cultivation crippled. I only barely escaped death, due to my mother coming to my rescue in the nick of time.
With my grandfather's death in the battle with the sages. My mother was the strongest cultivator in our clan, as she was the only earth immortal on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of the immortal realm, the heavenly immortal stage. However, during her breakthrough, an intruder managed to locate her location, sneak past the security and interrupt her breakthrough during a crucial moment. My elder brother had rushed to the scene before anyone else and swiftly dealt with the enemy, but it was too late. Mother's cultivation was in tatters, and her soul was nearly destroyed. She now rests in an eternal sleep as she is slowly wasting away. My father has been struggling to do whatever he can to keep her alive, but it is no use. The higher the stage of the cultivator, the more severe the backlash becomes from failing an advancement. There has been no one in recorded history to have ever failed an advancement to the Heavenly stage and walked away alive.
In despair, with both our enemies and allies conspiring against us, we few who survived, fled to the 2nd martial continent, and sought shelter with one of my old friends. I now sit here, with my legs paralyzed from my crippled cultivation, as I whisper my apologies to the family that I have brought to ruin for my own selfish delusions of love, while wallowing in my own regret.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
Suddenly, one day, I felt an unbearable pain in my back that sent me falling out of my bed as I wriggled on the floor in agony. I was soon joined by my father and brother, along with several servants as we screamed out in unison. If the enemies had captured us, then they could at least have the decency to end our suffering instead of torturing us with a pain worse than death.
Unfortunately, as I would come to know the next day, the person who was behind this unimaginable suffering was not an enemy, but the new quack doctor my father had brought home to treat my injuries.
"One, two! One, two! One, two, three!"
"WHAT THE HELL IS THREE! I ONLY HAVE TWO FEET!"
*Loud whistling*
"That's a yellow card! You have a tail, don't you? Start wiggling your butt rope! I want to see you shaking that ass like it's nobody's business!" She said while holding up a yellow card.
"THAT'S WAY TOO EMBARRASSING! I WOULD RATHER DIE!"
"You were saying?" She said as she pulled that black stick of misery out of her sleeve.
"Hey, look at what my tail is doing!" I said as I shook my tail as fast as I could manage.
It's been like this for a week now. She would have me practice walking while mixing in some embarrassing or absurd orders, and if I ever gave her any lip she would pull out the concentration of pure pain that was the 'Pain-Stick'. It hurts more than when my cultivation was crippled and my body was being torn asunder.
"One, two, three! One, two, three!"
*Zap*
"OUCH!"
I don't know what's worse, listening to her counting on loop or the occasional shocks of electricity this chastity belt keeps periodically sending into my butt. She said it helps wake up the nerves in my body, by sending light shocks into my muscles. That might have been fine if I didn't have to wear it all the time. I can't remember the last time I slept because every time I start to drift, I feel a sting in my butt that wakes me up.
"GET AWAY FROM HIM YO-!"
*Bonk*
"AAAAAAAHHH!"
At some point after I managed to stand up on my own, my brother rushed in to try and rescue me from this hell, but no matter what scheme he cooked up, it always ended in failure.
"Hey! Nox, was it?" I asked
*zap*
"Ouch!"
"Hm? What's up dumbass!" She replied.
It was currently nighttime, and I was lying in my bed, kept awake by the chastity belt. Meanwhile, she was reading a book in the dark without any lighting.
"Would you stop calling me that? My name is Yang Xing!"
"I have a pet fish called Yang! Would you rather I call you fish-man?"
*zap*
"Ouch! I would rather you called me by my name!"
"Nah! Dumbass is more accurate!"
"Whatever!"
I was too tired to argue over this woman's strange habit of unilaterally naming people whatever she wants.
"Where are you from?"
"Why do you want to know?"
*zap*
"Ouch! Well, I'm wondering who taught you these spartan methods?"
"…"
"If you're not going to answer me than fine! *Zap* Ouch!"
"I wasn't taught!"
"Hm?"
"I never had anyone to teach me anything! All that I am and all that I know is what I've gained through blood, sweat and effort!"
*zap*
"Ouch! Come on! Be honest! There must have been someone! Didn't you have a master, or a teacher?"
"There is no one who would teach the 'joke of god'!" She said with an empty look in her eyes, before continuing in a cheerful tone.
"But I've got four baby disciples I adopted!"
"I can only hope you treat your disciples better than your patients! *Zap* Ouch!"
"If you think you have it ruff, then you should see what I do to my kids! I used to smack my first born around with the pain-stick on a daily basis!"
"Is he still alive?"
"Of course he is! And he is now one of the most feared magicians around!"
"Magicians? You are a magician?" I could feel my anger starting to surge at the memories flooding back.
*Zap*
"Feeling butt hurt you got your asses handed to you by those snobs?"
"Snobs? Pft! You have to be the first mage to so casually talk smack about a sage!"
"I did more than just that! You know that Walpurgis island they were so proud of?"
"Who hasn't heard of the magical island of wonders? It is the biggest achievement in the history of enchantments!" I said, recalling one of the biggest pains in my ass back during the war.
I had tried everything to get that sky fortress out of the picture during the war, but its defenses were too strong for us to break through with normal means, and any traps I laid were seen through somehow.
"I stole it!"
*Zap*
"Haha! That's some fantasy you're living there! Then what happened?"
"I blew it up, to get back at some playboy that has been harassing me!"
"Pft! HAHAHA! And you got away with it?"
"Yeah, more or less! The Longbeard and Beehive ambushed me at the Kaguya festival! And I was just about to get the prize money to!"
"Pft! Longbeard is the rune sage right! But who's Beehive?"
"The guy with all the parasites living in his body!"
*Zap*
"HAHAHA! You have a funny imagination you know that!"
"If you only knew how wrong you are!" She said, giving me a blank stare.
"Ehm! So, you said you're a magician, right? Not a physician?"
"I am both and more!"
*Zap*
"Huh?"
"I had nothing growing up! The only thing standing between me and death was my ability to learn and adapt! In that effort I picked up a bunch of different skills that I thought would be useful! I learned magic from experimenting and copying what I saw from other mages, and I learned medicine from experimenting on myself and others! I also learned countless languages and lost knowledge studying ancient ruins, and much more!"
"How old are you again?"
*Zap*
"…"
"Oh, sorry that's rude!"
"16."
"Huh?"
I was half expecting another smack from the pain-stick for asking the question all women hate to hear. However, it never came, instead she just answered plainly.
"I recently turned 16."
"I call bull!"
There is no way a mere teenager who only, just became an adult, would know so much about medicine, while at the same time being so vicious.
"Believe whatever you want! I don't care!"
"Did you really have nothing growing up? No friends, or family?"
"Except for my disciple and blood brother, they all either died, turned on me or left me behind!"
"…"
"What no more questions? Then I guess it's my turn to pry!" She said as I started getting this awful feeling she was about to ask me something I didn't want to answer.
"So, have you ever gotten laid, or are you still a virgin?"
*Zap*
"That's inappropriate! Do you always have to be so crude?"
"You can blame my father for not raising me right, or at all for that matter!"
"Did your father abandon you? What cruel piece of crap does that? Let's talk about this for the rest of the night!"
I then proceeded to talk smack about her absent father through the rest of the night as a way to avoid the subject of my sex-life. She seemed to hate her father a lot as she laughed harder the harsher my insults got.