System's Super Sect
Chapter 108. Interrogation

Chapter 108: 108. Interrogation

After saying two sentences, Huan Cheng placed his gaze on Wen Ping again, remaining silent for a while, pondering something. After a long pause, he told his subordinates behind him: "Wait here for me."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Huan Cheng took off the knife from his waist and handed it to Leng Bai, then strode towards the other side of the Immortal Sect’s plaza, the path leading to a wilderness forest, "You brat, come over here for a moment, I have something to tell you."

Wen Ping followed, still wearing that innocent smile, and asked, "Uncle, is there something wrong?"

But Huan Cheng did not answer, and after walking a hundred meters, he stopped in the dark forest path, staring into Wen Ping’s eyes, as if trying to extract all of Wen Ping’s secrets.

"Kid, stop attempting to fool me with childish talk. Three cultivators at the Body Refining Thirteenth Layer came to you running? Are they bored?"

Wen Ping heard this and gave a helpless smile, "Uncle, I’m just as perplexed, but that’s the reality."

"Stop it, in the past half month, you’ve recruited Body Refining Thirteenth Layer cultivators, and even taken Huaikong’s goddaughter into the sect... And a few days ago, you managed to put a hole in the ’home’ of the Hundred Sects Alliance, yet no one came to trouble you. Do you still insist they are here for leg exercise?"

After Huan Cheng finished speaking, he looked sharply at Wen Ping. In the past, Wen Ping would show embarrassment after just one glance from him.

But things were different now. When Huan Cheng’s gaze cast over, Wen Ping still sported a smile, with no visible change in his eyes, making Huan Cheng unable to see through Wen Ping, feeling as though Wen Ping had transformed.

At this time, Wen Ping replied, "Uncle, if you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do. Though I am the current sect leader of the Immortal Sect, I can’t control three enthusiastic uncles intent on exercising."

"You kid..."

Huan Cheng shook his head in frustration, losing the urge to ask further.

"Whatever, I’m done with you."

With that, Huan Cheng turned to leave.

Wen Ping hurriedly said, "Take care, Uncle. Come and visit when you have time."

After sending Huan Cheng down the Thousand Layers, Wen Ping’s heart thought activated, directly letting Huan Cheng and his group bypass Han Zhiyu’s location.

Seeing that he descended the mountain without encountering those from Extreme Realm Mountain, Huan Cheng felt puzzled, but remembering Wen Ping’s numerous secrets now, he immediately told the person beside him, "Li Shan, go back and block the Divine Strategy Camp, tell them not to come over."

"Yes!"

A subordinate beside Huan Cheng immediately mounted a horse and galloped back down the path they came.

Huan Cheng continued, "Leng Bai, you remain here on watch. If anything happens atop Yunlan Mountain, come find me immediately. The people from Extreme Realm Mountain might be foolish, but they won’t forgo revenge for their own. Today they visit the Immortal Sect surely to probe its power for potential action later."

Extreme Realm Mountain lost a cultivator at the Body Refining Thirteenth Layer Realm to the Immortal Sect, there’s no way they won’t retaliate.

Leng Bai also understood this point and nodded, seeing Huan Cheng off from the foot of Yunlan Mountain, leaving Clear Water Street. He then returned to a residence at the foot of the mountain, sitting by the window watching the dark Yunlan Mountain.

...

After Huan Cheng and his group descended the mountain, Wen Ping’s smile faded, and he walked down the stone steps, stopping in front of Han Zhiyu. At this time, Han Zhiyu was hacking the stone steps with a knife, his face beginning to distort with a grim expression, yelling, "Damn these broken steps!"

Obviously, these endless steps had driven him mad, his eyes tainted with deep blood-red. Regardless of how hard he hit, the stone steps showed no damage, besides sparks flying, he couldn’t even chip off a fingernail-sized piece.

Being amazed by the hardness of the steps, he looked up and saw someone coming down from the mountain top in the darkness. As they drew near and he saw it was a youth around twenty, he immediately raised his voice inquiring angrily.

"Kid, are you from the Immortal Sect?"

Wen Ping smiled without speaking.

Seeing Wen Ping unaffected by the steps, Han Zhiyu seemed to have grasped a lifeline, and continued speaking heedlessly, "Get me out of here, I’ll offer you ten thousand gold, no... twenty thousand gold."

Wen Ping smiled and responded, "I locked you all in here, do you think I’d let you out?"

Upon hearing this, Han Zhiyu’s expression froze immediately, then he shouted angrily, "So it’s you causing trouble, kid? I advise you not to bring disaster upon yourself, release me right now. Do you know who I am?"

Wen Ping chuckled, as if hearing the biggest joke in the world.

He looked at Han Zhiyu with pity because if it were him, he wouldn’t threaten the enemy holding his life at this moment, no matter how significant his own background was.

Wen Ping said indifferently, "For someone who’s lived for decades, how can you still speak so naively? Tell me, what is your purpose at my Immortal Sect. If your answer satisfies me, I might choose to let you die comfortably."

Obviously, Han Zhiyu wasn’t someone scared by just two sentences, continuing to argue with Wen Ping, "Kid, are you not afraid to bite your tongue spouting such nonsense? Let the Profound Realm behind you speak to me, you... are not qualified."

Wen Ping wasn’t someone with much patience, especially with enemies. After stepping back two steps, he addressed the Evil Spirit Knight standing beside him, "Those two behind, take them two on one."

Crackle—

Crackle—

The Evil Spirit Knight, hearing he could feast, instantly let out a sinister laugh.

Upon hearing this laugh, Han Zhiyu’s expression changed. Just as he was about to say something, a red chain suddenly shot out from Wen Ping’s side, prompting him to dodge instinctively.

Having evaded it, he showed a smug look, about to utter "just so" when sudden screams made his hair stand on end. When he turned back to see, he was scared and stumbled backwards a few steps.

It was only then he realized the chain wasn’t aimed at him.

"Second Uncle, save me!"

This was Li Jiang’s cry for help.

Li Jiang was grabbing the chain that pierced his shoulder with one hand, and reaching out towards Han Zhiyu with the other, seeming to seek assistance.

Crackle—

Crackle—

The laughter echoed again.

Li He and Han Zhiyu intended to intervene, but a blue-white figure blocked them.

They took a closer look, and upon seeing the true form of the Evil Spirit Knight, they were frightened to the point of staggering and collapsing. When the Evil Spirit Knight began to devour Li Jiang’s soul, Li He was screaming in terror.

"Save..."

Li Jiang’s last word barely formed before both hands fell limply.

Witnessing this, Han Zhiyu didn’t even know where he dropped his fire starter, but under the blue flame’s glow, his particularly unpleasant face was still visible.

At this moment, Wen Ping’s voice came again, "Now can you tell me your purpose at my Immortal Sect?"