Miracle Doctor Daddy

Dewi, aside from possessing formidable spiritual cultivation, was also a powerful Nascent Soul later stage expert.

As she infused her true energy into the black whip, the strikes on Lachlan’s body caused his flesh to split open, despite his formidable physical resilience.

Lachlan grunted but remained silent, his eyes filled with intense hatred as he glared at Dewi.

Upon seeing Lachlan’s resilient physical form, Dewi expressed surprise. She had expected her strike to leave Lachlan with more severe injuries.

“Such formidable physical resilience! But that’s perfect! It means I won’t have to hold back in torturing you! Hahaha…”

Amid her astonishment, a twisted and perverse smile crept onto Dewi’s face, seemingly filled with an odd sense of joy.

This woman, with the appearance of a stunning woman in her thirties, possessed smooth and supple skin, a well-proportioned figure, and a husky voice, which concealed her true age.

In addition to being one of the few powerful soul masters of the Broken Pulse Sect, Dewi was also the peak master of Dragon Burial Peak, responsible for the incarceration and punishment of the sect’s enemies, errant disciples, and traitors.

Over time, Dewi’s mind became twisted from the torturous acts, leading to a sadistic pleasure in inflicting torment. Any prisoner who fell into her hands met a tragic end.

To prolong the torment and derive maximum pleasure from it, she used most of the Grand Revitalizing Pills she received monthly within the sect on her victims, encouraging them to endure the pain for her enjoyment.

Now, upon witnessing Lachlan’s resilient physique, her excitement seemed to soar as if she had found a perfect toy.

“I truly hope you can endure this for a bit longer, and not succumb to the torture too quickly! Otherwise, it would be quite dull!” Dewi’s face bore a seductive yet cruel smile as she teased, licking the blood and flesh from the whip.

Meanwhile, Lachlan remained resolutely silent, his unwavering defiance capturing Dewi’s attention, generating a sense of frustration within her.

The merciless strikes from the black whip rained down on Lachlan’s body, causing intense pain that almost shattered his resolve.

However, he remained stoic.

Dewi’s earlier words inadvertently revealed a significant clue to Lachlan: she hoped he wouldn’t lose his willpower.

This realization only fueled Lachlan’s determination.

“You’re quite stubborn, aren’t you?” Dewi chuckled wickedly, intrigued by Lachlan’s silence.

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Four days later, in Kyrie’s small courtyard, Nora, with a melancholic expression, asked, “Uncle McCarthy, why hasn’t Daddy come back yet?

What does Uncle Kidd want from Daddy?”

Kyrie’s eyes sparkled as he replied, “Uncle Kidd wants to impart a special technique to your father. It’s like those teachings you see on TV that last for seven days and seven nights. It’s quite normal. Nora, once your father receives the technique, he will come back to be with you!”NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

“Okay…” Nora nodded without much thought.

After those words, Kyrie’s gaze shifted towards the Peak of Celestial Connection, his face reflecting a tinge of sorrow and regret.

“Lachlan! Have you made a wrong choice?” Deep down, Kyrie knew that it had been four days, and Lachlan had not returned. It was likely the worst outcome.

While his loyalty lay with the Broken Pulse Sect, there was a part of him that felt for Lachlan.

Inside, Kyrie hoped Lachlan could feign compliance under Sullivan’s control. This way, Lachlan could retain his consciousness and thoughts, which might not be unbearable, right?

“Lachlan, why be so stubborn? Ah…” Kyrie continued to sigh, feeling remorse for Lachlan and pity for Nora, who was about to lose her beloved father.

At that moment, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

“Come in!” Kyrie beckoned, swinging open the courtyard gate. Samantha and Fiona stood outside.

“Are you here to keep Nora company again?” Kyrie asked with a smile.

“Yes! Sorry for bothering you, Mr. McCarthy,” Samantha apologized, and Fiona stuck out her tongue. They had become accustomed to visiting Kyrie, and the initial awkwardness had dissipated.

“No trouble at all. I’m not very good at engaging with Nora, so I appreciate you two coming to keep her company.” Kyrie genuinely thanked them, acknowledging his lack of ability to entertain the child.

When Samantha and Fiona entered, Nora waved at them. Despite her polite gesture, her desolate expression betrayed her longing for her father.

Once they were settled, Samantha hesitantly inquired, “Mr. McCarthy, why haven’t we seen Lachlan? I’m sure I saw him return a few days ago.”