I Have A City In An Alternate World



"Not long ago, this guy used the information he had to kill a companion on the ship.

Later on, he even tried to kill us and reap the benefits, but he didn't succeed in the end."

tang zhen gave a simple introduction and did not exaggerate anything. the robust cultivator did indeed have unfathomable motives.

"So that's how it is, this old man understands."

Following Tang Zhen's direction, the old man looked at the muscular cultivator and his eyes narrowed.

When they boarded the ship, the old man had already seen the robust cultivator. After all, Tang Zhen did not deliberately conceal it.

When he found that his strong limbs were cut off and his neck was wrapped in chains, the old man was shocked and suspicious.

It wasn't that they couldn't bear to see such a scene. It must be known that in the cultivation world, there were no real good people.

The main thing he didn't understand was why this guy wasn't killed, but had his limbs cut off and imprisoned.

Although he was still alive, he was better off dead.

Now, he finally understood that this fellow was so important. No wonder Tang Zhen had left him alive.

He believed that no matter who it was, they would not kill him so easily and would instead ask him for all his secrets.

"Don't worry, Sir. I'll definitely do a good job!"

He had just joined and was entrusted with such an important task by Tang Zhen. The old man naturally had to perform well.

Perhaps this mission was their proof of loyalty, and they could not afford to make any mistakes.

After all, he wasn't alone. He had a group of disciples with him, and all of their lives were under Tang Zhen's control.

If they wanted to resist and escape, his disciples might not be the opponents of Tang Zhen and the other cultivators. Otherwise, they would not have been injured just now.

Besides, a win-win cooperation was much better than fighting alone, and the success rate would be higher.

As for why he was the one interrogating the prisoners, Tang Zhen did not explain. However, the old man had some guesses in his heart.

It was obvious that his rich experience had been acknowledged by Tang Zhen. He believed that by interrogating the strong cultivator, he could accurately judge whether the other party's confession was true or false.

If they didn't have enough experience, they definitely wouldn't be able to complete this task. They would likely be deceived by the strong cultivator, which would lead to serious losses.

as for him being in charge of the interrogation and whether the secret would be leaked, he didn't need to care.

When he was interrogating, all the cultivators on the ship could hear him. Tang Zhen obviously didn't intend to hide it.

Just as the other cultivators were cleaning up the battlefield and guarding against the appearance of the sea monsters, the old man had already arrived in front of the robust cultivator.

He reached out his hand and pulled the rag off his mouth, but the strong cultivator spat out a ball of saliva.

"Old thing, if you want to get information from me, you'd better go back and drink milk for a few more years!"

The muscular cultivator's neck was tied with an iron chain. He leaned against the side of the flat-bottomed boat and sneered as he looked at Tang Zhen.

It was clear that he still had not given in or was unwilling to give up.

He clearly had a great advantage, but he just had to encounter Tang Zhen and end up in this state.

The hatred that had piled up in his heart could not be described with words.

Tang Gen stood not far away, expressionless, quietly acting as a bystander.

He wouldn't participate in the interrogation, or it would only produce the opposite effect. This was one of the reasons why he let the old man do it for him.

If cultivators were determined, they would not fear death. They could not be threatened like this.

The old man didn't say anything. He looked at the robust cultivator in silence and suddenly smiled.

I'm going to prepare some tools. It won't take long for you to stop being so stubborn.

When cultivators entered the purple light world, they were unable to fly or use storage equipment. Their belongings would also disappear.

With his cultivation restricted, he looked more like a martial artist than a cultivator.

It was for this reason that cultivators were trapped in small flat-bottomed wooden boats and were helpless in the face of sea monsters.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he started to get busy.

He waved the bronze oars and cut off a piece of the flat-bottomed wooden boat. Then, he chopped it into a wooden stick that was more than a foot long.

With a light cut on the bronze oars, the originally hard wooden stick turned into wooden needles.

After making 13 wooden needles in a row, the old man rubbed his hands and inserted the wooden needles into the sea below.

One could see with the naked eye that after the wooden needle came into contact with the seawater, it immediately turned into a dark green color, as if it had been dipped in poison.

After taking it out to check and using his nose to smell it, the old man nodded his head in satisfaction.

He held a bunch of wooden needles and sized up the strong cultivator. Without turning his head, he said softly, " "Before this old man became a cultivator, I was a small official in charge of books in the mortal world. My favorite thing to do was to read all kinds of ancient books.

It was this idle position that no one cared about that gave this old man the opportunity to step onto the path of cultivation and obtain the long life and freedom that even emperors couldn't dream of.

In the process of reading the books, out of curiosity, this old man specially recorded many unorthodox methods.

Although these methods were strange, they were only effective against mortals. If they were used on cultivators, they would not be of much use.

However, now that I'm in the purple light world and cultivators have returned to their mortal forms, I can finally put the techniques I've mastered to good use."

As the old man spoke, he held four wooden needles in each hand and pierced them into the body of the strong cultivator at lightning speed.

The speed was fast and urgent. The wooden needle that was more than a foot long was only an inch long.

The muscular cultivator's eyes widened. He wanted to move to avoid it, but his broken body was completely numb.

The old man continued to hold the needles and pierced them into the head and back of the cultivator. In the blink of an eye, all 13 wooden needles were pierced.

The old man didn't pay any attention to the robust cultivator who was unable to make a sound. He smiled and said to Tang Zhen,"This set of needles of mine is called the thirteen needles of soul chasing and life taking. It sounds very scary, but the effect is indeed quite extraordinary.

It was said that this was a secret method used in the Imperial prison to interrogate felons. Once it was used, even a man made of iron would confess obediently.

Of course, the other party used a special talisman needle, which had to be soaked in a special poison, and then accompanied by a soul-chasing Bell to cast the spell.

The conditions here were simple, so I used wooden needles instead of talisman needles and seawater instead of poison.

Although it looks simple and crude, the actual effect might actually be better."

Tang Zhen, who was standing by the side, gently nodded his head upon hearing this.

The material of the wooden boat was indeed special. It was definitely not ordinary wood, otherwise it would not be able to float on the sea.

As for this strange sea water, it must be highly toxic.

If they tried to eat seawater after their food ran out, they would definitely be poisoned to death.

Since there was a limit to food, it was impossible to break through it easily. Even eating corpses was more reliable than drinking seawater.

The old man was in high spirits. He looked at the strong cultivator whose expression had twisted and whose skin had turned purple. He was satisfied.

since it's already effective, I'll ask him now and see if he's satisfied with this punishment.

He reached out to grab the wooden needle at his throat and pulled it out gently. Then, he heard the strong cultivator let out a beast-like roar.

That was a sound that could only be made when one was in extreme pain, and it made one shudder.

"So, have you decided not to answer my question?"

The robust cultivator couldn't speak normally at all. Instead, he squeezed out a voice from his throat, which was filled with monstrous hatred.

"If I get the chance, I'll definitely make you beg for death!"

In the face of such a threat, the old man only smiled.

He had been through a lot in the cultivation world and had seen all kinds of situations. No matter how fierce the threats were, it was not as practical as a direct attack.

Moreover, since he was interrogating him now, the robust cultivator would not have any chance to take revenge. Even if Tang Zhen did not agree, he would still think of ways to kill this guy.

it seems that it's not time yet. You should experience it for a while longer. After all, this is just the beginning.

As the old man spoke, he grabbed the green wooden needle and stabbed it back.

The burly cultivator's eyes were bulging. In the blink of an eye, they had turned blood red.