A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 429: Chapter 387: Confession

The good news is that, because Wang Yu acted swiftly, commanding Qian Ji to turn around and attack, he prevented Zhuo Wuying from revealing his location or the information about the attacker.

This granted their side some time to react.

Zhuo Wuying was now completely unconscious, with Wang Yu controlling Sunx Hong and Qian Ji to extract some of the poison and Mirage Qi within him, keeping him alive so that he wouldn’t really be poisoned to death.

Then, the group moved quickly, carrying Zhuo Wuying and fleeing at full speed, aiming for their destination. Once they crossed the boundary of Quyang County and hid within the forests and mountains of the neighboring county, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If they had moved any slower and missed the precious opportunity, it was likely that the borders of Quyang County would begin organizing cultivators to patrol the area. They could escape, but if discovered, the Qingling Sect’s Golden Core cultivators would hunt them down, leading to true danger.

So now, although they managed to escape with Zhuo Wuying, re-entering the heavily guarded Quyang County was going to be troublesome—they would have to wait until things quieted down.

It seems they have to temporarily put aside the idea of exterminating Ziluo Mountain. Fortunately, with Zhuo Wuying captured, they’ve achieved their set goal.

In the desolate mountains, the group found a deep cave and brought Zhuo Wuying inside.

Wang Yu controlled Qian Ji and Sunx Hong again, extracting more of the poison from Zhuo Wuying, fed him an elixir, poured some clear water into him, then infused spiritual power, helping him heal somewhat.

Yang Jiye looked on irritably, finding it ironic that they had to save him before killing him.

A few hours later, Wang Yu laughed coldly: ”Awake? Open your eyes and stop pretending; you can’t escape.”

He was highly sensitive to human aura and was not deceived by Zhuo Wuying’s condition.

Sure enough, Zhuo Wuying shivered and furiously opened his eyes.

He was now immobilized by two short swords piercing his collarbone, with his Divine Court, Chest, Dantian, Qi Sea sealed, as helpless as an ordinary person.

Add to that his broken bones, limp right arm, and the poison still inside his body; his state was beyond terrible, leaving him no ability to resist.

He could only kill with his gaze now.

”Zhuo Wuying, stop struggling. Disclose everything you know, and I’ll let you die quickly,” Wang Yu said.

Zhuo Wuying sneered, glanced disdainfully at the group, particularly noting Wang Yu, Qian Ji, and Sunx Hong’s identical black eyes, and Sunx Hong’s state with the Hundred Stars Chaotic Dance injuries without blood.

His pupils slightly widened.

”Evil magic! This is the Corpse Control Technique!”

”Yang Jiye, you’ve sunk low, associating with demonic cultivators!”

Yang Jiye was shocked inside, subtly reminding himself that Royal Brother Wang’s Dao Pattern seemed like demonic techniques to outsiders; failing to conceal it would attract disaster.

Wang Yu chuckled coldly: ”Corpse Control Technique, what’s that?”

He didn’t elaborate further, instead cutting straight to the point: ”Zhuo Wuying, about the Grotto Heaven, what have you learned?”

Sure enough, hearing ”Grotto Heaven” made Zhuo Wuying look up: ”You’ve indeed discovered it. Laughable, why should I tell you when I’m destined to die?”

Wang Yu gestured, and Qian Ji stepped forward, producing a small pouch from his bosom. With a gentle wave, white powder scattered over Zhuo Wuying.

”Tell me, I can let you die more easily.”

Zhuo Wuying, just about to speak, suddenly felt his skin tighten all over, then the intense pain made him scream and kneel.

”This is Spiritual Awakening Powder; it amplifies your tactile senses tenfold.”

In that moment, pain from the skin ulceration, flesh corrosion, broken arm, swords piercing the collarbone, and poison invading the body was magnified tenfold!

Pain like a tsunami engulfed Zhuo Wuying, as if thousands of steel spikes stabbed at every inch of skin, every bone. He curled into a ball, eyes rolled white, passing out but pain woke him again.

His soul was ground by pain, Zhuo Wuying’s screams turned beast-like, losing human sound completely.

”Willing to talk now?”

With endless agony and hatred, Zhuo Wuying glared at Wang Yu.

Wang Yu shook his head, Qian Ji retrieved a small bottle, opened it, and poured clear green liquid onto Zhuo Wuying.

As the liquid flowed over him, endless itching arose from deep within his bones, like countless feathers tickling every inch of muscle and bone, even shaking his Divine Soul!

Itchy! So itchy!

Zhuo Wuying screamed, as the Spiritual Awakening Powder heightened the itch deep in his soul and marrow to madness, rolling on the ground, scratching frantically, tearing open skin already ulcerated by Mirage Qi, with pus and blood splattered, ripping chunks of flesh from himself.

”Kill me! Kill me!” His face was smeared with snot and tears, wailing loudly, his head pounding on the ground; even Yang Jiye, who hated him deeply, found the scene horrifying.

”Spiritual Awakening Powder”, ”Bone-Penetrating Water”, these were secret medicines produced by Shengyi Sect, found in the treasury by Wang Yu. Indeed, Shengyi Sect excelled at poisons, each unique poison served well here for interrogation, albeit overkill.

”Reveal the mysteries of the Grotto Heaven, and I’ll grant you liberation!” Wang Yu watched Zhuo Wuying become a figure drenched in blood and ulcers, speaking with no expression.

”I will, I will!” Zhuo Wuying broke completely, screaming out the words, Qian Ji moved, tossing a white orb that shattered above Zhuo Wuying’s head. White mist enveloped him, easing the bone-deep itch.

Zhuo Wuying collapsed on the ground, panting heavily, as Wang Yu spoke coldly: ”Don’t think you can play tricks, biting your tongue or banging your head. I have Spirit Pills on hand and won’t let you die.”

Zhuo Wuying’s eyes brimmed with spite and hatred, almost turning substantial. He glared directly at Wang Yu: ”Demon... you’ll die badly...”

Wang Yu shook the Bone-Penetrating Water indifferently, and Zhuo Wuying instinctively shrank.

This sense of helpless suffering and foiled attempts at death, with endless clawing agony, was unbearable.

With a bitter laugh, he relinquished resistance, loosening his grip: ”You’ve won. But Yang Jiye, don’t get smug, siding with demon cultivators will end worse than me.”

Yang Jiye stayed silent, speculating Royal Brother Wang had deep-rooted demonic seed, unsure of future changes.

Wang Yu grew impatient, preparing the Bone-Penetrating Water again, Zhuo Wuying cried in horror: ”It’s the Grotto Heaven Scenic Spot, I spied the Grotto Heaven Scenic Spot apparition atop Yun Mountain!”