Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 711 - 322: Such an Old Tao

Chapter 711: Chapter 322: Such an Old Tao

Meng Jin’s hand glowed with gold light, and Wang Jixuan thought he was going to directly take out Li Weiqi.

Unexpectedly... it was actually healing.

Moreover, if Wang Jixuan didn’t sense wrong, the gold light Meng Jin was now releasing should have a suppressing effect on Demonic Qi.

Spirit Cultivators’ newly developed Spiritual Energy Circuit?

Master Wang found this somewhat surprising, after all, he had been hearing No.5 complain about how these three old ones were stuck in their ways. He didn’t expect them to possess scientific research capabilities.

But let’s look above.

The gold light from Meng Jin’s palm shone into Li Weiqi’s body, and his wounds seemed to alleviate, bringing him back from unconsciousness.

Li Weiqi shook his head, gradually raising it to look ahead.

Just for a moment, the fierceness and brilliance in Li Weiqi’s eyes withdrew, turning into helplessness and despair.

He managed a bitter smile, his voice trembling: "Has another big shot come to torment me?"

"My time is limited."

Meng Jin said calmly with his hands behind his back:

"I know roughly about your situation, Angel asked me to come over, and I suppose you know you’ve lost your circuit.

"Be straightforward, tell me where the intelligence is, and I can let you die quickly."

"Don’t you know what the original Judgement Team was supposed to do?"

Li Weiqi’s Adam’s apple moved up and down, he wanted to speak but hesitated.

He saw amusement in Meng Jin’s eyes.

Meng Jin seemed to take joy in piercing through his lies.

Li Weiqi asked in a low voice: "Weren’t you already wrecked by the Black Storm?"

Meng Jin’s smile deepened: "Want to counterattack? You’re too young, Li Weiqi."

With that, Meng Jin snapped his fingers lightly, and Li Weiqi was simultaneously punched in the ribs by air, causing him to spit blood downward.

Meng Jin chuckled: "The location of the intel, this is the second-to-last time."

Li Weiqi screamed multiple times, realizing the woman outside wouldn’t come in, finally resigned.

He asked in a low voice: "Weren’t you already wrecked by the Black Storm?"

Meng Jin replied indifferently: "Is that all you’re capable of, this poor insult attack?"

He raised his hand gently, Li Weiqi’s large muscles in his arms and legs suddenly began twisting irregularly, and in just two seconds, Li Weiqi screamed upwards, cold sweat pouring from him, cursing continuously.

Meng Jin lightly moved his fingers, Li Weiqi’s muscles continued to twitch gently, gasping heavily.

"I can play with you for half an hour," Meng Jin said, "speaking out benefits both of us, these torture methods are just the basic ones, I can still heal you while interrogating you."

Li Weiqi looked up at Meng Jin, continued to squint and smile: "Weren’t you already wrecked by the Black Storm..."

Meng Jin’s nostrils flared slightly, and suddenly struck forward with a punch.

With a thud, Li Weiqi’s chest collapsed inward, the fractured ribs nearly piercing his heart.

Li Weiqi’s lips turned purple, he continued muttering: "Weren’t you already wrecked by the Black Storm?"

Meng Jin abruptly flung his left hand.

A spray of blood arrows splattered onto the cross behind, and Li Weiqi’s head slowly slid down.

"Hmph, a parrot brainwashed by Fu Jian."

Meng Jin shook his head, turned and left.

Rarely, many interrogation methods of the original Judgement Team Leader, disliked this interrogation.

Not long after Meng Jin left, a faint light circle appeared under Li Weiqi’s feet, a slight Wave Trace quickly vanished.

...

Li Weiqi was dead.

He vividly remembered he died, died at the hands of an exasperated Meng Jin.

’Sigh, did only one or two meaningful things.’

’It was worth it.’

’Though it truly hurt so damn much, held on for so long, Angel still didn’t show mercy.’

’They were always asking about the intel’s location, probably trying to find and capture the people of the Nature Faction through it, where exactly did it go wrong.’

’Wait, why can I still think? Didn’t my head already go missing?’

Li Weiqi suddenly realized.

After some time, he barely managed to perceive [Self], and then found himself inside a dark hollow box.

Looking down, he was a faint soul.

Faint soul, soulless.

’In certain situations, I’m indeed an asshole.’

Li Weiqi sighed lightly.

Standing in the darkness, he thought about Angel’s pregnancy, about the excitement when he saw the main body of the Black Storm directly, thought of so many...

He didn’t once think, whether he could continue to live.

This was actually beyond his understanding.

After some unknown time.

’Eh? Why am I still not dead?’

Li Weiqi, having reviewed his entire life, felt a bit puzzled again.

Suddenly, a flicker of light appeared in the darkness beside him.

Li Weiqi instinctively grew curious, and his soul began unintentionally drifting towards the light.

He held the most basic alertness, worried this was some new type of interrogation method, he had heard people mention before...

"Li Weiqi?"

An old, strong voice drifted slowly from the front.

Li Weiqi shuddered, the light collided towards him, breaking out into a screen of light.

He instinctively used the back of his hand to shield his eyes, hearing birds chirp around, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and when he put down his hand, he found himself in a forest.

Distant green mountains painted in ink, nearby pine and cypress forming a forest.

Underfoot was a moss-covered stone path, the end of the path showed a small fenced yard.

Everything felt so real;

However, Li Weiqi raised a hand to touch his chest, his palm didn’t make contact with anything, just passed through.

Ugh, not real.

"Young friend."

That old voice came again.