Chapter 14

Yuan Bin continued to interrogate.

"You have low talent, yet you managed to cultivate to the fourth level of Qi Practitioner in just a month. That woman must have left you a large amount of resources. Where are the remaining resources?"

"Used up." Jiang Ping'an gritted his teeth, hiding his anger and hatred in his heart.

"Slap~"

Another whip landed on Jiang Ping'an's body, causing him to shudder violently.

Previously, he had been protected by a talisman and had almost no injuries during battles, but he had just been slashed a moment ago.

It turns out being beaten is so painful.

"I heard about your situation. I know you have a storage magical tool. Speak, where are the remaining resources hidden?"

"U-Used... used up." Jiang Ping'an was almost fainting from the pain, but he would never reveal the treasure pot.

"Looking for death!"

Yuan Bin flipped the whip and used the handle to stab Jiang Ping'an's right eye forcefully.

"Ahhh~"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed in the cave, sending chills down the spine.

The bandits outside snickered.

"What an idiot, daring to defy the boss."

"He's a fool, a bit of ability and he gets arrogant. The boss is at the legendary eighth level of Qi Practitioner."

"How long do you think this kid can hold out?"

"He won't last, he'll tell the truth soon."

Jiang Ping'an fainted from the pain, but another whip woke him up.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that his right eye could no longer see.

His right eye had been blinded.

Like the corpses on the ground, the other party seemed to have a particular fondness for blinding people.

"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me where the remaining resources are, and I'll give you a quick death. Otherwise, I'll make you suffer beyond imagination!"

Yuan Bin issued his final ultimatum.

Jiang Ping'an's remaining eye stared straight at the other party, determined to remember this face.

If he could survive, he would definitely kill the other party.

For himself, and for the villagers.

Seeing that the other party was not speaking, Yuan Bin's face darkened.

"You have great perseverance, very suitable for cultivation, but alas, you are stubborn. Your path to immortality has come to an end."

He squatted down and dug out a blood-red eye from a dead corpse.

Seeing the blood-red eye, the bandits at the door suddenly changed their expressions and quickly stepped back a few steps.

As if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

Yuan Bin's expression turned sinister and ferocious.

"This eye I stole from the sect. For this eye, I fell from the Foundation Establishment stage to the eighth level of Qi Practitioner."

"Some say this eye is the eye of a immortal, others say it is the eye of a demon."

"But whether it is a immortal or a demon, many people want to transplant this eye into their own body to gain great power."

"But in the end, they all collapsed, suffering immense pain before dying."

"Later, the sect used it to interrogate criminals, with a success rate of up to 90%. The remaining 10% couldn't endure and died directly."

"Throughout the history of interrogations, only one person succeeded, but that person was killed by me."

Yuan Bin pressed the blood-red eye onto Jiang Ping'an's right eye forcefully.

"Since you won't speak, then suffer the pain."

With that, Yuan Bin turned and walked out.

At the door, he said to the bandits, "Watch him closely. If he begs for mercy, come and tell me."

"Yes, boss."

The bandits at the door respectfully replied.

After seeing Yuan Bin off, several bandits looked at Jiang Ping with schadenfreude.

"What an idiot, forcing the boss to use this move."

"Recently, no one has been able to withstand the attack of this eye."

"By the way, why does this eye cause so much pain?"

A bandit asked in confusion.

"According to the boss, it's because this eye makes people constantly recall their most painful experiences, over and over again, each cycle intensifying the pain until they can't bear it and collapse."

"If there are no painful experiences, it will repeatedly recall the pain of physical injuries and reapply them, continuously intensifying them."

"Who can endure that?"

Finally, they understood why the corpses had such twisted expressions.

As the bandits chatted, Jiang Ping's body began to tremble.

The most unwilling memories surfaced in his mind.

In the fields, his mother, under the scorching sun, pulled a plow with her slender shoulders, moving slowly forward, her knees bent and trembling.

Due to prolonged plowing, her shoulders were bleeding, soaking through her hemp clothes.

"Mother! Stop! Stop!"

Jiang Ping shouted anxiously, knowing that the suffocating scene was about to happen again.

But his mother didn't hear him and continued to plow.

"Thud~"

His mother fell in the field, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"No~~"

Jiang Ping screamed in agony.

Seeing his mother fall again was like a sharp spike piercing his heart, making it hard to breathe.

The young Jiang Ping, seeing this, dropped the seeds in his hand and ran frantically to his mother.

"Mother! Mother! What's wrong!"

"Ping'an... I'm sorry... I can't stay with you... live... live on..."

"Mother!!"

Two streams of blood tears slid down Jiang Ping'an's cheeks, his body convulsing.

The scene changed, and his mother's body disappeared, replaced by his father's mangled body.

His father, to pay taxes, went hunting in the mountains and was mauled by wild beasts, leaving only a mangled body.

But even so, his father still held two wild chickens in his arms.

His body was hunched, preferring to be eaten himself rather than let the hard-earned chickens be eaten by a tiger.

He needed the chickens to sell for money and to provide nutrition for his son.

"Father~"

Jiang Ping sobbed.

The scene changed again, and his mother's slender body once more pulled the plow...

The most painful scenes repeated over and over.

In reality, at the prison gate, the bandits laughed at Jiang Ping's tears.

"He can't hold out, he's about to break!"

"This is just the beginning. The pain he experiences will keep cycling, and he can't change it, that's the real torment."

"Haha, this blood-red eye is really interesting."

At the same time, in Ping Shui County.

Xu Tao, embracing two women, smashed a table upon hearing the news from his subordinate.

"What did you say! My son is dead! Impossible! My son was about to become a captain, comparable to the fifth level of Qi Practitioner. How could he die!"

The subordinate reporting the news knelt on the ground, trembling and not daring to breathe.

Xu Tao's eyes turned bloodshot, "Daring to kill my son, I will kill that boy's entire family! I will massacre his entire village!!"

He had only one son, to whom he had given everything, waiting for him to inherit his position.

But now he received the news that his son was dead!

His son had a flying beast and a life-saving talisman, how could he die at the hands of a fourteen-year-old boy?

Xu Tao refused to accept this fact. He wanted to take revenge on the boy and kill everyone related to him!

"The... General, that boy's family is already dead, and his village has been massacred by bandits. He has no relatives..."

The subordinate reporting the news reminded him softly.

Xu Tao's expression froze, then he kicked the subordinate's head, shattering it.

"Pass the order! Send two thousand soldiers, two captains, to Eagle Sigh Mountain Range. Bring that boy back no matter what, I will kill him myself!"

"General, the border..."

Someone wanted to say something, but seeing Xu Tao's bloodshot eyes, they ultimately kept quiet.