Chapter 32: The Secret of the Wind Ear

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  Next, Su Che and the others continued to collect spiritual grass. Apart from 'Earth Concealment Poisonous Vine' and 'Wind Spirit Grass', if they discovered other valuable spiritual grass, they naturally wouldn't let it go either. During this period, they encountered low-level demonic beasts, but apart from the Red-tailed Fox, none of the other demonic beasts were worth spending time and effort to capture.

  Until nightfall, the three of them casually chose a cave with a larger entrance on the cliff wall and went in. There were no monsters inside, it was dry and clean, and after slightly tidying up, they prepared to rest.

  During the journey of training, it was impossible to sleep soundly as dangers were unpredictable. The three of them each took out a meditation cushion from their storage bags and sat down on the spot, which was the best way to rest.

  Su Che appeared to be sitting and resting on the surface, but in fact, his thoughts had entered the prison space of the first layer of Hei Tower, preparing to interrogate 'Zhao Feng Er' with Lao Hei.

  Zhāo Fēng ěr has been unconscious for three hours and should wake up at any moment.

  Papa papa, Old Black slapped a few slaps on his face, the force was neither light nor heavy, Zhaofeng's ears buzzed and he hummed twice before slowly waking up...

  "Ah!"

  As soon as he woke up, he saw Lao Hei's extremely terrifying devilish face, and his ears were frightened to the point of screaming. Subconsciously, he wanted to jump up and hide.

  Wow!

  But was covered by Lao Hei's big foot and fell back to the ground with a thud.

  "What kind of monster are you?"

  After all, he was also a cultivator who had seen many demons and ghosts, so 'Wind Ear' didn't shout loudly like ordinary people. He half lay on the ground, moving backwards while secretly mobilizing his true energy.

  The old black figure smiled slyly, his sharp claws making a slashing motion in the air, and Zifeng's Wind Ear immediately sensed it. The true energy within him suddenly lost control, like a river flowing backwards, frantically surging back to his dantian, where it hid and refused to come out, no matter how he tried to manipulate it.

  "Has true energy gone out of control? How is this possible! What's going on?" Zhaofeng's ears were terrified, and he couldn't help but loudly exclaim.

  "Let me tell you what's going on here!"

  Lao He took a step forward, pulled him up from the ground, and with a series of punches and kicks, the stormy fight began.

  "Ah! Ow! Aiyo......" Zhaofeng'er let out a series of miserable cries, like the sound of slaughtering a pig.

  As a cultivator, he should have had far more resistance to ordinary punches and kicks than an average person, but Zuo Ci's reaction was as if he were a weak and delicate girl who would let out a blood-curdling scream with just a light touch from Lao Hei.

  Su Che could see that from the dark gray sky above this layer of prison space, a thin, dark red line descended and connected to Zhuifeng'er's head. This meant that as a prisoner, Zhuifeng'er's fate was no longer in his own control, but was completely manipulated by the Black Tower Prison. However, the prisoners' naked eye could not see this dark red thread, only Su Che and Lao Hei could perceive it.

  Lao Hei's fists and feet struck simultaneously, using the Wind Ear to transmit a spiritual sound that Su Che couldn't hear: "Master, I can amplify his pain by thousands or tens of thousands of times. With just one poke of my finger, he'll be in agony... There are countless ways to torture him, but I, Lao Hei, still prefer this kind of fist-to-flesh exhilaration."

  Su Che was speechless, thinking that you were indeed eloquent, but the taste of being a prisoner...

  It wasn't that Su Che was being overly kind, but he couldn't help feeling a sense of relief: Fortunately, this Black Tower Prison belonged to him alone. He hoped that he would never end up in such a situation himself.

  Zhou Feng's ears were beaten until he was howling in pain, his mournful cries tearing at the heart. Even Lu Lao Da, who had been severely injured and was unconscious, was startled awake by him.

  "My god! What's going on?" Lao Da, who was charred all over his body, collapsed to the ground and couldn't move. He could only half-open his eyes to see a terrifying monster rampaging through his comrades not far away.

  "Whose hands have we fallen into? How can it be such a terrifying monster..." The already dying Lao Da Lu suffered this kind of shock, his eyelids rolled back, and he fainted again.

  Don't look at his robust physique and whiskers all over his face, seemingly a brave warrior, but in fact, this big brother's courage is quite ordinary.

  "Ah! Ah...... Stop hitting me, stop hitting me...... Spare my life, stop hitting me......"

  In the midst of wailing, Zhaofeng'er begged for mercy nonstop. The pain he was suffering at this moment could not be described in words. If possible, he would envy Lu Da greatly, who could enjoy the good treatment of fainting and passing out.

  The pain was amplified countless times, penetrating to the marrow, directly acting on the depths of his soul... Before this, Zhao Feng'er had never thought that such a simple punch and kick would surpass all the cruel tortures he could think of.

  Can't take it anymore, really can't bear it!

  The wretched pleas for mercy were incessant, the anguished cries and screams no longer sounded human.

  "Hahaha..." Old Hei's laughter was as terrifying as his appearance, and it wasn't until after a while that he finally stopped the beating.

  "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, spare my life... I'll do anything..."

  He curled up on the ground, his body convulsing uncontrollably, but the most terrifying thing was that he found his mental state to be exceptionally clear, and he couldn't even manage to become dizzy to alleviate the pain.

  "Get into prison, life and death are not up to you! Can you understand?" Old Hei roared angrily.

  "Got it! Got it! I understand!"

  He lay on the ground, his ears ringing with the promise of victory. In fact, he had no idea what kind of prison this was, and there were too many things he didn't understand. But what he had just endured was simply too terrifying, and he dared not speak of anything else.

  "Report your name!" Old Hei shouted.

  "Your Majesty the Demon King, I am Han Youming." Zhaofeng'er replied honestly.

  Lao Hei reported to Su Che in a spiritual language, "Master, 'Han Youming' is indeed his true name. I can sense what he's thinking in his heart. No lies can deceive me."

  "I know." Su Che replied: "Your mind-reading ability is also from the racial talent of the Domain's External Tianmo."

  The extraterritorial Tianmo has a mysterious and unpredictable mind-reading talent, which can penetrate the human heart, directly capturing the thoughts in the minds of any advanced intelligent beings, thereby creating targeted heart demons, bewildering or even devouring the souls of living beings...

  Lao Hei inherited the mind-reading ability of Yuan Wai Tian Mo, as well as his shape-shifting and possession abilities. Moreover, the prison space was also Lao Hei's territory, so no matter what the prisoners who entered the prison thought in their hearts, they couldn't hide it from Lao Hei.

  Lao Hei continued to interrogate Zhao Feng'er: "Han Youming, I'm asking you, today you and four others conspired against the three disciples of the Tianxuan Sect. What exactly are your intentions?"

  "This... 'Hanyu Ming' hesitated for a moment, this matter involved a secret, and it was impossible for anyone to speak out loud with ease."

  Boom boom bang bang...

  For a moment of hesitation, Lao Hei was rewarded with another round of punches and kicks. The enormous pain that had just subsided came again, and Han Youming's hoarse voice begged for mercy. After at least a minute of endless torture, he finally got the chance to confess again.

  "I dare not, I really dare not. If I don't confess honestly, I will surely be punished by the great Demon King." Before Lao Hei could scold him, Han Youming kowtowed on the ground, begging for mercy.

  It's not that he doesn't have a backbone, it's just that even an iron-clad man can't withstand this kind of indescribable torment. Han Youming really couldn't understand, wasn't it just a beating? How could it be so painful? It makes people want to die immediately, and ending their life quickly would be a blessing.

  Only Su Che and Lao Hei knew that after the prisoner entered the Black Tower Prison, what was imprisoned was not just their body, but also their mind and soul had been cursed, their spirit and will were constantly collapsing and corroding...

  Han Youming revealed, "My brother 'Han Suo Jing' and I have a secret. We need to obtain two identity jade symbols and jade cards of the outer door disciples of Tian Xuan Sect's Xuán Jī Peak in order to sneak into a certain restricted area of Xuán Jī Peak."

  Lao Hei roared: "What kind of secret is it? Tell me in detail!"

  Actually, Lao Hei had already known the secret in his heart through Tianmo's mind-reading technique, and this interrogation was just to tame the prisoner.

  "Our father was once an inner disciple of the Mystic Peak, but unfortunately, he died in a demon-slaying war. However, he left us with a very important secret that allowed my brother and me to stand out on our cultivation path and achieve the Golden Elixir Great Way..."

  "Get to the point!" Old Hei scolded.

  "Alright, alright!" Han Youming hastily replied. Only then did Jian Ming briefly and concisely say: "Father, as an inner sect disciple, was in charge of guarding the spiritual medicine cultivation forbidden area. On one occasion, he coincidentally discovered a secret place within the forbidden area that was filled with many precious and valuable spirit roots. This secret place was hidden deep within the mountain's belly, and except for my father, no one else knew about it - it was a natural pharmacy."

  Lao Hei deliberately asked: "Nonsense! Tianxuan Sect has countless high-ranking officials, how could your father, an inner sect disciple, know something that the upper echelons of the sect wouldn't?"

  "No, I'm not talking nonsense!" Han Youming, fearful of being tortured again, explained in a terrified tone: "The Spirit Medicine Plantation has multiple layers of restrictions, and even if one's cultivation is high, they cannot use their divine sense to casually investigate. Moreover, except for the master of Xuanji Peak, only the disciples responsible for guarding the medicine garden can enter that restricted area..."

  Han Youming rattled off a string of reasons, repeatedly emphasizing that the secret location was only known to his late father and no one else, not even the master of Xuanji Peak, 'Xuanji Zunzhe', making it an absolutely undeveloped natural cave.

  "My father was able to become a top-notch inner disciple thanks to those rare and naturally grown medicinal herbs, with the potential to surpass all others and achieve greatness, ultimately becoming a true disciple of the Tianxuan Sect." Han Youming sobbed: "It's just a pity that he had bad luck, and his life was cut short..."

  Lao Hei transmitted his voice to Su Che's heart: "Master, what he said is all true. The secret hidden in his heart, I am now fully aware of."

  "They need the identity jade symbol and jade card of Xuanji Peak, no wonder they want to lay hands on me and Lei Xiao." Su Che basically understood the reason for this matter, and thought: "In the forbidden land of Xuanji Peak's medicine garden, there is actually a hidden cave that has not been developed, full of rare spiritual grass... This is also a great thing for me, but I don't know how many of those spiritual grasses are left?"

  The rare and precious spiritual grass can be used to refine elixirs, rapidly increasing cultivation; it can also be converted into sect contribution points, exchanged for better cultivation techniques or high-grade magical artifacts; it can also be taken to the Cultivation Market auction, exchanging for a large sum of spirit stones or other cultivation resources...

  That hidden medicine garden is like a natural treasure trove, how could Su Che possibly not be moved by it!