I Can See Through All Things Information

Chapter 534: Chapter 346: Unspeakably Miserable, Deceived

“You desire the treasure left by the founder of our sect to wreak havoc upon the world?

Demon, let me tell you, don’t even think about it!

Even if I die, I will not tell you where it is!”

The Bearded Old Man’s face was full of grief and indignation as he shouted loudly.

“Little Jianwen, why must you do this?”

A disheveled figure sighed, “You can’t use the treasure anyway, why insist on guarding it?”

“Though I am unable to wield the treasure, I absolutely cannot allow it to fall into your hands, Demon, and harm the innocent.

Otherwise, how could I face our ancestors with any dignity when I go below!”

The Bearded Old Man remained uncompromising.

“What if everyone in the Qingyun Sword Pavilion were to die and the lineage was broken, would you then have the dignity to face those worthless ancestors?”

Seeing the Bearded Old Man so stubborn, the disheveled figure finally lost patience.

With a swift move, he grabbed a young disciple standing next to him.

The disciple instantly screamed in terror: “Master, save me, save me!”

The disheveled figure did not stop the young disciple’s screams but instead turned to the Bearded Old Man.

“Little Jianwen, I remember you just took this young lad as your closed-door disciple not long ago, do you really have the heart to let him end up flayed like those others beneath my feet?”

“Demon, you are utterly ruthless and inhuman!”

The Bearded Old Man, seeing his beloved disciple captured, couldn’t help but curse angrily.

“That’s more like it,” the disheveled figure’s face revealed a cruel smile, “Little Jianwen, if you don’t want him to be drained of his essence blood and turned into a flayed skin, then tell me immediately where the treasure is!”

Watching his disciple struggling distressingly in the hands of the Demon, tears and snot streaming down his face, the Bearded Old Man’s face showed a look of anguish.

“It seems, Little Jianwen, your heart is truly hard—willing for the sake of your own sense of justice to not even save your disciple, whom you love as your own child.”

The disheveled figure’s eyes flashed fiercely, and without further words, he channelled his energy, causing a bloody glow to appear above the young disciple’s head.

Being drained of blood and marrow, having essence blood extracted, was obviously an exceedingly painful ordeal.

The young disciple let out a terribly piercing scream.

It sounded almost like a rebirth of a malevolent spirit, excessively haunting.

“Stop, I’ll tell, I’ll tell!”

The Bearded Old Man, ultimately unable to watch his disciple die before his eyes, cried out dejectedly.

“So you are finally willing to talk, Little Jianwen.”

The disheveled figure’s face showed a triumphant expression and released the young disciple, letting him fall to the ground.

However, in just that brief moment, the young disciple’s face had turned lifelessly pale, and his hair had also withered.

Within just a few breaths, the young man seemed to have aged ten years.

Seeing this, the pain in the Bearded Old Man’s heart deepened, regretting not having decided sooner.

“Little Jianwen, speak, where is the item?”

The disheveled figure spoke indifferently.

“Junior Master, if you want to know where the treasure is, fine, but I have a condition,” the Bearded Old Man said weakly.

“You want me to let these few useless ones go?”

The disheveled figure immediately saw through his intention.

“Yes, if you let them go, I will tell Junior Master the hiding place of the treasure.

Otherwise, even if you kill us all, you will never obtain the treasure!”

Seeing the resolve in the Bearded Old Man’s eyes, the disheveled figure knew he was speaking the truth.

He knew the Bearded Old Man’s temperament well.

If he continued to push him, this old fellow would probably prefer death to compromising further.

“Fine, these useless ones are of no benefit to me anyway.

Feeding on their essence blood, I feel would even taint my cultivation.”

The disheveled figure waved his hand, and a burst of black strong energy flew out, cutting the ropes on the remaining people.

“Get out of here.”

“Sect Master!”

The few who were freed all looked towards the Bearded Old Man.

The Bearded Old Man closed his eyes, “Go on, the situation is beyond retrieval, at least by leaving, you can preserve some lineage for our Sword Pavilion.”

The group shuddered, knelt down, and kowtowed three times to the Bearded Old Man.

Then, supporting each other, they carried the fallen young disciple, limping toward the outside of the mountain gate.

Having also been seriously injured in the earlier fray with the disheveled elder, they could barely walk.

As the group slowly disappeared beyond the mountain gate, the disheveled figure turned around: “Little Jianwen, I have let the people go, now can you tell me where the treasure is?”

“Junior Master jests, with your Divine Skills, it would take but a blink for you to catch up to them given the distance they’ve covered, how could your nephew dare take the risk.

Let’s wait an hour until Jian Ming and the others are truly safe, then I will tell you the location of the item.”

The Bearded Old Man spoke with an expressionless face.

“Little Jianwen, do you really consider me so fickle and untrustworthy in your heart?”

The disheveled figure sighed.

The Bearded Old Man’s expression was cold, silent.

But his attitude said everything.

Seeing this, the disheveled figure’s gaze turned cold: “Fine, I’ll give you another hour. If you still won’t speak, I will let you experience what it means to truly beg for life and beg for death!”

The Martial Arts Arena fell into silence.

The flickering torches, coupled with the disheveled figure’s terrifying presence and the human skins scattered on the ground, made the place immensely eerie and strange.

Elder You lay prone atop the mountain gate of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion, carefully concealing his energy, not daring to make the slightest movement.