Chapter 52

The Demon's Blade (52)

“……!”

At this point, Wang Yitian had no choice.

He had to bet everything on his last gamble.

“Die!”

True to his nickname, Eight-Armed Demon, his chaotic hand movements instantly covered Chao Ailiang’s entire front.

In his hand was a dagger coated with a deadly poison that could kill with just a touch. However, his life-risking move was easily dismantled by a simple motion of twisting and lifting the arm.

Wang Yitian’s hand holding the dagger was deflected, leaving his chest wide open.

Chao Ailiang’s elbow struck down.

Crack.

That was the end.

Wang Yitian, with his chest bones shattered, spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed, gasping for breath.

“S-Save me….”

A cold gaze fell upon Wang Yitian, who was pleading for his life.

“Go and tell the Sevenfold Demon Lord how miserable a traitor’s end can be.”

“……?”

Wang Yitian, initially puzzled, soon nodded frantically.

“I will definitely tell him….”

His face brightened with the hope of survival. At that moment, Chao Ailiang’s fist struck his jaw.

Crack!

With a bone-shattering sound, Wang Yitian’s body flew away and landed like a wet leaf, his eyes filled with unerasable doubt until the very end.

“I meant for you to tell him in the afterlife.”

Chao Ailiang slowly turned around and approached a man who was trembling like a willow in the wind.

This was the survivor Chao Ailiang deliberately left behind.

Looking into the man’s eyes, filled with despair and fear, Chao Ailiang asked.

“Where is Neng Suomi?”

* * *

Sizzle.

“Ah!”

As the red-hot iron touched his thigh, Neng Suomi let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The intense pain continued for a long time!

The acrid smell of burning flesh made him almost lose consciousness.

However, the interrogator’s face showed no emotion.

“Do you feel like talking now?”

Neng Suomi had no strength to answer.

He was slumped in the tied chair, gasping for breath.

His condition was truly pitiful.

His fingernails and toenails had been completely pulled out, revealing raw flesh, and his skin, exposed through torn clothes, was covered in bruises.

His face was no less swollen, to the point where even his parents wouldn’t recognize him.

Neng Suomi moved his lips with great effort.

“What?”

As the interrogator approached, Neng Suomi spat the blood in his mouth onto the interrogator’s face.

Then he grinned.

“...F*ck you, bastard.”

“Tsk tsk.”

The interrogator clicked his tongue, grabbed Neng Suomi’s hair, and forced his head back. He then waved the still burning iron in front of Neng Suomi’s face.

“Why do you make things so complicated?”

The interrogator feigned a regretful expression.

“I hope you remember that we tried to be courteous. It was ultimately Neng Fangzhu who brought things to this point.”

“...”

“Do you know why we haven’t yet endorsed Li Gui as Fangzhu?”

“...”

“We are not in such dire straits that we would ally with a greedy and foolish pig. On the contrary, we have a very high regard for Neng Fangzhu’s abilities. It’s not easy to build a sect of this caliber with no background or support.”

“...”

“So, why not stop here?”

The interrogator waited for Neng Suomi’s answer with a relaxed attitude.

The core of torture is not how much pain can be inflicted, but how much fear can be instilled through that pain.

Ultimately, it’s a means to extract a confession.

Sometimes, hope is also necessary.

Right now, for example.

“If Neng Fangzhu makes a decision, we will treat you immediately. We will hand over Li Gui, who betrayed you, and the alliance will personally ensure your safety until you regain control of the Xin Song Sect.”

“...”

“Furthermore, we can collaborate on future ventures.”

The interrogator’s slight smile widened as he saw Neng Suomi’s wavering eyes.

Indeed, it was effective.

Simply torturing someone doesn’t always work.

For someone as resolute as Neng Suomi, it was even more so.

Despair leads to resignation, but hope turns despair into fear.

Most importantly, those eyes had not yet given up on life.

Neng Suomi opened his mouth with great effort.

“Water... a little...”

The interrogator nodded, and one of the Pasa Sect’s warriors brought a bowl and poured water into Neng Suomi’s mouth.

After gulping down the water, Neng Suomi finally seemed to regain some strength and looked up at the interrogator.

“What do you want me to do?”

“You gathered information on our alliance. Why?”

Neng Suomi chuckled.

“What reason could there be for someone who lives off information? I just gather whatever I can. After all, the alliance has absolute influence in the current martial world.”

“Is that all? Then why did you give specific orders? Especially for information related to the Pasa Sect and its leader?”

“I admire the Pasa Sect leader.”

“What?”

“My tastes are a bit... unique. I heard the alliance leader also seduces his subordinates that way? I couldn’t touch the leader, but I thought I’d try with the Pasa Sect leader.”

The interrogator’s face twisted in disgust as Neng Suomi laughed.

“I drank well, you bastards.”

The interrogator’s eyes turned cold.

“Good. You should. I’m about to make you pay for the water.”

At that moment, one of the Pasa Sect’s warriors entered and whispered something to the interrogator.

The interrogator smiled and looked at Neng Suomi.

“This is your last chance. Why did you gather information on the Pasa Sect?”

“I was curious about the Pasa Sect leader’s life.”

“I don’t understand. Why would someone as clever as you make the worst choice? It’s truly regrettable. This is my sincere regret.”

The interrogator sighed and approached Neng Suomi.

“Have you heard of Bone Separation and Tendon Twisting?”

“...!”

For the first time, real fear appeared in Neng Suomi’s eyes.

“I’ll start by breaking your ribs. Like this.”

The interrogator’s fingers dug into Neng Suomi’s side.

Snap.

“Ah!”

Ignoring Neng Suomi’s agonizing scream, the interrogator continued.

“I’ll break each rib one by one. Do you know what happens then? Every time you breathe, the broken ribs will pierce your lungs.”

Living itself becomes a hell.

“Then I’ll cut the tendons in your ankles and remove the kneecaps so you can’t stand. After that, I’ll break each joint. I promise you’ll learn that a human body can contort like an invertebrate.”

Of course, various other torture methods will follow.

I’ll burn the Qihai point with a red-hot iron to damage your Dantian, sever the tendons in your limbs, and watch the muscles contract and fuse together.

Neng Suomi, gasping for breath due to the pain, clenched his teeth at the interrogator’s detailed explanation.

But his expression crumbled at the next words.

“A beggar’s child was supposed to deliver a letter to you.”

“...!”

“I’ve already sent someone to the rendezvous point. What does that mean?”

The interrogator smiled cruelly.

“It means you’re no longer needed.”

As he said this, the interrogator’s hand dug into Neng Suomi’s other side.

Snap.

“F*ck!”

The interrogator’s eyes turned cold at Neng Suomi’s curse instead of a scream.

“Do you have any last words? It’s too late, but if you reveal your backers now, I’ll at least let you die without pain.”

Neng Suomi, his eyes glowing with fury, shouted.

“F*ck off! Dying at the hands of a bastard like you is a lifelong regret! Your Pasa Sect is f*cked, and that guy who can’t be named is f*cked! Life is a f*cking mess! F*ck!”

“The guy who can’t be named?”

“Yeah! That guy is the worst! He never gives anything but always orders me around! Now he’s even making people die? You heartless bastard! I’ll curse him for eternity, even in my next life! May he be born a bastard forever!”

“So, who is that guy?”

“There is! That dirty bastard!”

“Name?”

“F*ck you, I won’t say!”

Neng Suomi, who had been shouting, suddenly felt a strange sensation. His back felt cold, and the interrogator’s voice seemed different.

Neng Suomi looked up at the interrogator.

He blinked several times to confirm, and then again.

“F*ck...”

The curse slipped out involuntarily.

The person standing in front of him was undoubtedly Chao Ailiang.

Looking around, the room was filled with corpses.

Neng Suomi’s face fell, forgetting his pain.

“...Really f*cked.”

* * *

A secluded mountain path outside the village.

Neng Suomi, following Chao Ailiang, cautiously spoke.

“When did you arrive?”

Chao Ailiang turned, and Neng Suomi flinched.

“Starting with ‘That guy is the worst’?”

‘Damn!’

He had heard everything.

As Chao Ailiang started walking again, Neng Suomi cautiously followed.

But he soon groaned.

“Ouch...”

Two of his