"Grand Justice Qian, Elder Xue …"
In the hinterland of the mountain outside the airboat, a slightly fat middle-aged man with a handlebar mustache was greeting those immortal generals in black robe, Xue Yuxiu and the other immortal generals in black robe who were walking off the airboat with two rows of guards.
"General Manager Si, thanks for your hard work!" Although this person was not an immortal general given his qi, even Xue Yuxiu nodded towards him politely. Qian Changqing then said politely, "All the immortal generals are members of Yin-Yang Sect. His Honor favors them very much. We've prepared for this action for a long time. General Manager Si, please work hard in case of any trouble!"
"Don't worry, Grand Justice Qian. As long as they're here, they could only be at our mercy no matter how powerful they are!" General Manager Si said confidently with a smile.
"That's good. Has His Honor come back?" Grand Justice Qian asked.
"His Honor and Grand Justice You are in the Dark Valley. They've not come back yet. However, His Honor has told me that Grand Justice Qian would be in charge of all affairs in the castle these days. If you need anything, just let me know!"
Qian Changqing took a look at Xue Yuxiu as he said with a smile, "General Manager Si, please prepare the sacrificial altar. When all those people wake up, Elder Xue and I will perform the sacred sacrifice!"
"Those people should wake up completely in a couple of days. Let them take a rest for a day to recover their health and adapt to Golden-Soul Rune Virus. It would be easier for us to perform the sacred sacrifice. How about that, Grand Justice Qian?"
"Well, that's it. Thanks, General Manager Si!"
"It's my pleasure!"
"Oh, General Manager Si, those female immortal generals of Yin-Yang Sect are my subordinates. They're very useful to His Honor in the future. I know General Manager Si has some special preferences. However, I don't want them to have any accident or be harassed before the sacred sacrifice. General Manager Si, you should understand me, right?" Xue Yuxiu said as she threw a wink at General Manager Si.
After a light flashed across General Manager Si's eyes, he smirked, "I see, I see. Don't worry, Elder Xue. I know what to do …"
After saying a few words to General Manager Si, Qian Changqing and Xue Yuxiu left with General Manager Si.
Qian Changqing, Xue Yuxiu and the other immortal generals in black robe walked towards the tunnel above the hinterland of the mountain; however, General Manager Si led them downwards.
What they didn't know was that Zhang Tie was watching this scene silently from not far away from them.
After seeing off Grand Justice Qian's group, Zhang Tie didn't follow them; instead, he remained still. When he saw General Manager Si heading for the foot of the hinterland of the mountain, he immediately followed him silently.
As for Zhang Tie, the appearance of General Manager Si was too timely. When Zhang Tie was worried about digging out the intelligence of Dark Emperor Immortal Palace from those immortal generals, General Manager Si appeared. Additionally, given the content of the talk between General Manager Si and Grand Justice Qian, Zhang Tie knew that General Manager Si should be a "senior" of Dark Emperor Immortal Palace who knew a lot of intelligence. What was more, General Manager Si even knew the process of the sacred sacrifice.
Zhang Tie felt that General Manager Si was a savior sent by the God when a guy who was not an immortal general but knew a lot of intelligence suddenly appeared in front of him.
General Manager Si seemed to be walking towards the dungeon below the hinterland of the mountain mountain with his bodyguards.
The hinterland of the mountain and the underground tunnel were covered with coarse rocks on both sides of the tunnel. On the way, there were guards everywhere. There were even some gates, which were guarded by fierce immortal generals and some guards. Therefore, the security was very strict.
General Manager Si was unimpeded all the way. Zhang Tie also followed him all the way to the underground tunnel without touching the ground.
Even high-level knights couldn't discover Zhang Tie, not to mention immortal soldiers and common immortal generals below immortal generals.
It was the dungeon below the hinterland of the mountain mountain. As there were fewer lamps in the dungeon, it looked a bit gloomy. The moment he entered the dungeon, Zhang Tie had smelt a bloody, damp odor.
The moment General Manager Si entered the dungeon, a grim leader hurriedly ran over here to accompany him and show him the way with an obsequious nod.
There was more than one dungeon here; instead, there were hundreds of them, large or small. It was absolutely a dark prison with complete facilities. Although the dungeon was under the hinterland of the mountain mountain, it was also set with many restrictions, which could barely be discovered by outsiders. Additionally, those inside the dungeon could barely get out of here.
At this moment, those immortal generals of Yin-Yang Sect were not the only ones in the dungeon. At least the greater part of the hundreds of dungeon rooms were filled with people, male or female, old or young. Some were in rags while some were in fine clothes. However, they all seemed to know General Manager Si. At the sight of General Manager Si, many people in the cells were so scared that they all shrank into a corner of the cell as they quivered all over; especially some women who even shrieked out of fear.
General Manager Si was very satisfied with such an effect. Like patrolling his own territory, he glanced at those pale faces in the cells and watched their quivering bodies as he couldn't help but burst out into laughter.
"Let me go, you bastards and trash, do you know who I am? You dare to provoke me, I'll tell you, you're dead, you're dead. If my father finds out that you dared to drug me and lock me up here, he'll definitely smash you into pieces and let you die a horrible death. Let me go …"
In a cell, a playboy at his 20s in fine clothes instantly rushed to the side of the fence as he swore at General Manager Si's group who were walking towards him.
Given his clothes and look, this young man might have just been here and had not suffered any hardships.
General Manager Si threw a cold glance at that young man who was roaring furiously in the cell. Closely after that, he turned around and asked the jailer on his side, "Who's this guy? Why didn't I see him last time?"
"General Manager, this guy is the eldest young master of Han Clan in Ox-Head Mountain. Grand Justice You's subordinates sent him here just now. According to the arrangement of Grand Justice You, when Grand Justice You's subordinates almost cleaned up Han Clan in a few days, Grand Justice You would come back and sacrifice this guy. By then, Ox-Head Mountain would belong to us …"
"Hmm, since it's Guardian You's arrangement, let's do it according to Guardian You's arrangement. However, this guy is too noisy. Let's make him roll on the bed of nails a couple of times to learn some rules. Just don't kill him …"
"Yes, yes, don't worry, General Manager Si …" the jailer replied as he made a hand gesture. Closely after that, some tough guys opened the door of that cell at once and rushed in. Closely after that, they caught the yelling eldest young master of Han Clan out of there like catching a chick and carried him towards the torture chamber in the distance.
"What are you doing? Hurry, let me go. Let me go …" the eldest young master of Han Clan swore as he struggled in vain.
In the torture chamber, the shadows of torture instruments that sent chills down one's spine could be seen. The moment the young master of the Han Clan was brought into the torture chamber, an earth-shattering shriek that sounded like it was going to tear his throat rang out.
Zhang Tie threw a glance over there as he found that the so-called bed of nails was actually an iron bed with many nails. Those nails were neither long nor dense. Only less than 1 cm's protruded part of the bed of nails. The eldest young master of Han Clan was fixed on the bed of nails with his limbs and head. The moment he was fixed, many nails had penetrated into his skin on his back and chest. Closely after that, he shrieked miserably as his chest and back were covered with blood. The more he struggled, the more painful it was for him.
The nails that pierced into the skin were not life-threatening, but they were extremely painful. At the same time, they were filled with fear and despair.
But this was not the end. Just as the young master of the Han Family was screaming, a red-hot stove was moved under the bed of nails. The nails started to heat up and became scalding hot. The young master of the Han Family's screams immediately turned hoarse, sounding like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves …
(To be continued)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
