I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

The jailer stopped. The butter torch was burning behind him. His entire face was hidden in the shadows, and no one could see his expression. It was unknown whether he believed it or not.

A moment later, he grinned and said,"alright!" I'm going to report to chief ye."

"However, when I'm not here, don't even think about being comfortable."

"Don't think that you can get a chance to catch your breath just because you scared me away."

Hence, the jailer took out an iron frame from the corner that was not much higher than his knees. There was an iron ring on the top of the iron frame, and it was connected to the handcuffs by a very short iron chain.

After the torture instruments were prepared, the jailer poured water under the wooden frame and untied ning Wuye. He dragged him to the iron frame and after some fiddling, ning Wuye was forced to curl up into a ball. His head and hands were locked by iron rings and shackles, and his feet were fixed to the base of the frame.

This position did not seem to be painful, but not long after, ning Wuye felt his internal organs become stuffy. Blood slowly flowed out of his seven orifices ...

The jailer, who was observing from the side with his arms crossed, nodded slightly and turned to leave.

After he left, only ning Wuye was left in the water prison. At this time, the pressure from his lungs was getting stronger and stronger. All his wounds and holes started to bleed.

An immense pain swarmed over.

However, ning Wuye's expression was very calm. Ye Hui was his first disciple in the dream world and was also trained by him.

He had raised him from a poor, abandoned child with a broken family to a leader of the immortal ascendance Association in this world.

From their interactions in the past, this disciple was very filial, hardworking, and considerate, very much in line with his requirements for a successor.

As long as he saw ye Hui later and revealed his identity, he would be able to escape immediately.

... After two hours.

A pool of blood had already accumulated around ning Wuye's body, and his aura was extremely weak. Because he had lost too much vitality, his mind had already fallen into a muddled state.

Finally, there was some movement at the door.

First, there was the sound of a lock being unlocked, and then a group of people filed in.

Ning Wuye struggled to raise his head, only to see that the person in the lead was dressed in a brocade robe. It was ye Hui!

However, this disciple's expression was very different from when he was praying. At that time, ye Hui's expression was reverent and his posture was gentle, but now he was full of arrogance.

There were a few people behind him. They were all high-level officials that he often saw during his daily prayers. They were all dressed luxuriously, and there was a hidden arrogance between their brows. They sized up ning Wuye expressionlessly.

At the back was the jailer. At this moment, the jailer didn't show off at all. He frowned and carefully followed behind.

Seeing ye Hui striding towards him, ning Wuye's spirit was suddenly roused. Before he could speak, ye Hui had already stood by his side. Without saying a word, he directly stretched out five fingers, clasped his head, and began to search his soul!

In an instant, ning Wuye felt his Soul Shake violently. It was as if his entire body was being extracted, twisted, and crushed by a huge force ...

The most terrifying thing was that no matter how much pain he was in, he could not faint. He could only passively endure this process that was worse than death.

A moment later, ye Hui finished searching his soul. With a thought, a stream of clear water appeared out of thin air and washed away the bloodstains on his hands. He then said casually,"You're wasting my time! This person is just a spy sent by the Imperial court. He's just a nobody, kill him."

Hearing this, the jailer's face instantly turned pale. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, " "This lowly one knows his crime! This lowly one knows his crime! I didn't expect this scoundrel to be so audacious. Please spare my life, chief! I won't dare to disturb you for such a small matter again ..."

Before he finished his words, one of the men behind ye Hui suddenly attacked and directly smashed the head of the jailer into pieces!

Blood splattered everywhere as the prison Guard's headless body slowly fell to the ground.

Everyone in the water prison was calm as they witnessed the scene. They were not surprised at all. It was obvious that they had seen this kind of situation many times!

"The cultivation of the leader is unparalleled. No wonder he is the chosen one favored by immortal 'ning'." The man who had killed the jailer took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his hands. He said, " if the chief had not personally searched the jailer's soul today, I'm afraid we would have to continue wasting time. &Quot;

"It's more than that!" The others also said, " this prisoner has been locked up for a long time and has been through several rounds of torture. It is obvious that he has deep evil intentions. The excuses he has prepared must be true and false, making it difficult for us to distinguish. If we don't have a leader, we'll be very busy in the future. We might even be deceived, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"If there is no leader, the immortal ascendance will just be a plate of loose sand."

"The leader is like the Starlight in the dark night, the lighthouse above the vast ocean ..."

Everyone was praising ye Hui all at once, their expressions full of flattery, afraid that ye Hui would be unhappy and crush them all to death.

Ning Wuye was panting heavily, but he was so weak that he could not say a word.

[ soul search ]

This was a spell that ye Hui had specially requested from him when he was interrogating an extremely evil person.

But now, this spell was being used on him.

For a moment, heartache, disappointment, surprise, realization, and an indescribable emotion surged into ning Wuye's heart.

As the sword son of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect, ning Wuye was not ignorant of the ways of the world.

However, when he thought of the first time he met ye Hui, he was still a down and out youth. After his family was destroyed, he had no place to go and was like a street rat, wandering aimlessly. He looked sad and pitiful.

Ning Wuye could feel his firm and solid determination when he offered sacrifices, so he felt compassion for him.

Anyway, he was going to promote his honorific title in the dream world. Who would he choose as his agent?

Ye Hui's encounter and situation made ning Wuye feel that pulling him along might give him a surprise.

However, the scene just now ...

It was obvious that ye Hui was completely different from the disciple ning Wuye had in mind!

He had used the [ soul-searching technique ] on ning Wuye as soon as they had met, but ning Wuye did not hate him. After all, his current identity was that of a traitor who had failed to murder ye Hui.

Sword cultivators were good at killing, and ning Wuye was not a soft-hearted person.

He had fallen into the nightmare of the fallen immortal and could hardly protect himself. Ye Hui didn't know anything, so it was reasonable for him to search the traitor's soul.

What disappointed and pained ning Wuye was the attitude of the person beside ye Hui.

These people first unhesitatingly killed the prison guards who were doing their duty and then praised ye Hui in fear and trepidation. This attitude was already very obvious that ye Hui had lied to him!

This wasn't his good disciple who hated evil as if he was his enemy at all. Instead, he relied on the fact that it was difficult for him to obtain information about the mortal world when he was still an "external immortal" to deceive him. Through the spells and cultivation methods that he obtained from him, he established the immortal ascendance. It was also completely different from the Justice of "the Imperial court is immoral, so it is to be punished" as mentioned in his prayers.

It was all for his own selfish reasons!

For the sake of being high and mighty!