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In a flash, Ling Yun returned to the Ling Family's ancestral home and appeared in the eighth courtyard.
This time, he went straight to the Ling Family's dungeon.
Now, there were a total of six people in the Ling Family's dungeon: Sikong Tu and his two sons, Taoist Lie Ren, Chen Sen, and Hei San.
Ling Yun came to an inconspicuous side room in the corner of the courtyard, opened the door, and walked in. He found the two Blood Clan members, Pierce and Joyce, guarding here.
Now, both Pierce and Joyce had returned to their normal appearance and were dressed appropriately. However, because of their tall figures, they were like two door gods, making the small side room seem very small.
"Boss."
"Boss."
Seeing Ling Yun come in, the two quickly stood up and bowed respectfully to Ling Yun.
"Well, no one has gone in before, right?"
Ling Yun nodded at them and asked.
Pierce replied, "Boss, apart from us vampires, only Mr. Cui has been in here."
"You guys did well."
Ling Yun praised the two, then went straight forward, opened the secret door, and walked into the dungeon alone.
After entering the dungeon, the secret door closed automatically. Ling Yun's figure flashed, and after a few turns, he quickly went down four steps and arrived at the lowest level of the dungeon.
The lowest level of the dungeon was brightly lit.
Ling Yun had now recovered fifty percent of his strength. He directly released his divine sense and observed the exits of the secret passages in the dungeon.
The last time he came here, Ling Yun was only at the peak of the Physique Refinement Realm. His divine sense was not strong enough, so he could not detect where the secret passages led to. However, this time, Ling Yun found it immediately.
Every secret passage actually led to the outside of the Ling Family's ancestral home. The exits were all in extremely secret places outside, and they were all blocked by specially made objects.
For example, there was a trash can that was fixed all year round, a high-voltage electric box with the words "High Voltage Danger" written on it, and a booth that sold newspapers. The man inside was actually a Death Warrior of the Ling Family.
"F * ck, this works too!"
Ling Yun couldn't help but admire the methods of the big families in the capital. He was shocked.
Since the Ling Family was like this, then the other families must have similar methods to protect themselves and escape.
Lingyun retracted his divine sense and walked into the dungeon.
"Boss."
Edward and Paul came out of their rooms when they heard Ling Yun's footsteps.
Ling Yun nodded at them and appeared in front of Edward in a flash. He smiled and said, "Edward, you can go out now. Prepare well. When night falls, go to the place we went last night and protect our things with Chester."
Since Ling Yun was back, the Ling Family didn't need Edward's protection anymore. The gold in the Assassins Organization was very valuable, and Ling Yun wouldn't be at ease if Chester was the only one guarding it.
"Yes, Boss."
Edward bowed to Ling Yun respectfully and left the dungeon quickly.
Ling Yun brought Paul to the room where Sikong Tu and his son were locked up.
Sikong Tu and Sikong Wuhen's vital acupoints had been sealed by Ling Yun. Sikong Wuji was now a human swine without four limbs. He lay there with disheveled hair and dirty face, looking extremely miserable.
"It's a pity that Sikong Wuqing escaped. Otherwise, the four of you could have played mahjong together."
Ling Yun walked in and looked at the miserable state of Sikong Tu and his son. His expression was cold, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.
"Ling Yun, you little bastard! How dare you torture my son Wuji to such a state. I'll tear you into pieces sooner or later! "
Sikong Tu finally found the culprit when he saw Ling Yun walk in. He cursed immediately!
Ling Yun frowned slightly and laughed coldly. "Sikong Tu, you're still so stubborn. How can you tear me into pieces with your current state? Also, do you think you can leave this place alive? "
Ling Yun would save his father at all costs, but Sikong Wuqing would never come to the Ling Family to save Sikong Tu. Otherwise, Sikong Wuqing wouldn't have abandoned his brother and escaped alone.
Sikong Tu also laughed coldly. "Hmph, if Wuqing escaped, of course he would go back to report. The Devil Sect will naturally send someone to save me!"
Ling Yun came to Sikong Tu's side and squatted down. He stared at his twisted face and smiled indifferently. "If that's really the case, I'll kill as many as they come!
"However, I don't think anyone from the Devil Sect will come to save you. Don't even dream about it! Don't even think about breaking through my restriction! "
With that, Ling Yun's hand shot out like lightning, directly imprinting on Sikong Tu's energy center. He used the Great Absorption Technique to absorb the ten percent of True Qi that Sikong Tu had painstakingly gathered into his own body, making it his own.
Then, he did the same thing and absorbed twenty percent of the True Qi that Sikong Wuhen had condensed to replenish his own body.
In less than two minutes, the True Qi that Sikong Tu and his father had painstakingly condensed for a day was sucked clean by Ling Yun. Ling Yun's strength was quickly restored to more than seventy percent.
Sikong Tu and his father's faces turned ashen.
Damn, the True Qi that they had painstakingly condensed with the secret technique had all become Ling Yun's in the blink of an eye.
"Ling Yun, you little bastard!"
Sikong Tu was so angry that the veins on his face were popping, but he didn't know what to say to scold Ling Yun.
Ling Yun chuckled. "You've fallen into my hands, and you still want to break through your meridians and escape? You're too naive! "
As he spoke, Ling Yun suddenly clenched his fist and used the Tiangang Demon Fist. The fist force carried a strong wind as it landed on Sikong Tu's energy center with a bang!
Sikong Tu's energy center was directly smashed by Ling Yun's fist. Even if he used the secret technique again, he wouldn't be able to break through his meridians.
Then, Ling Yun turned his head and said to Sikong Wuhen, "Sikong Wuhen, I originally had no enmity with you, but I still want to kill you. Who asked my surname to be Ling and yours to be Sikong? However, I can give you a quick and painless death. "
"Alright, come on!"
After seeing Ling Yun's methods, Sikong Wuhen knew that there was no hope of escaping. He acted like a man and directly closed his eyes, waiting for Ling Yun to come and kill him.
A trace of admiration flashed across Ling Yun's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash. In the next moment, the Devil's Blade had already appeared in his hands. Ling Yun waved the blade, and a black blade light flashed, directly chopping off Sikong Wuhen's neck.
Sikong Wuhen's head was separated from his body!
"Wuhen!"
Sikong Tu roared, and his body bounced violently before landing heavily on the ground. His body was trembling violently.
"Ling Yun, you'll die a horrible death!"
Ling Yun laughed coldly. He put away the Devil's Blade and replaced it with a large number of silver needles.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk …"
Ling Yun executed the Shower of Flowers technique and shot more than ten silver needles into the acupoints all over Sikong Tu's body. It was the same acupuncture technique of the Nine Needles of the Spiritual Pivot, but he had adjusted a few positions!
The Nine Needles of the Spiritual Pivot was a magical acupuncture technique that could save a person's life. However, if it was used the other way around, it would be a terrifying technique that could torture a person to a state where they could neither live nor die!
"Hiss, hiss, hiss …"
Once the silver needles entered his body, Sikong Tu's greenish-gray face started to swell with blood. He actually let out a hissing sound that sounded like a poisonous snake. Obviously, even he couldn't bear that kind of pain!
"Sikong Tu, it's none of your business how I die. You, on the other hand, will definitely die a horrible death!"
Ling Yun looked at Sikong Tu's pained expression with cold eyes. He said faintly, "Now, you should be grateful that I gave your son a quick death, right?"
Sikong Tu was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. The tendons in his arms and legs were broken, and his body actually involuntarily bounced on the ground!
"Ow!"
Finally, Sikong Tu couldn't bear it anymore. He let out an incomparably mournful howl.
Ling Yun raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the dungeon. "You don't have to bear it so hard. This place is nine meters below the ground. You can shout all you want."
As he spoke, Ling Yun reached out and pinched Sikong Tu's chin. With a light tug, he removed his lower jaw to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.
How painful was the restriction that Ling Yun placed on Sikong Tu with the Nine Needles of the Spiritual Pivot?
For example, if someone were to take a knife and cut Sikong Tu's body a few times, he would actually feel more comfortable.
The pain that Sikong Tu was experiencing now was more than ten times worse than what Ling Xiao had experienced in his hands!
Looking at Sikong Tu's pained expression, Ling Yun slowly stood up. "I've also killed countless people, but I've never liked to torture them. However, Sikong Tu, you're not one of them!
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning. Before I really kill you, I'll let you taste all the pain that you can imagine and never imagine!"
Thinking of Ling Xiao's miserable state when he saw him last night, Ling Yun would definitely not be merciful to Sikong Tu!
The Ling Family, his parents, the green bird, and Ling Yun himself. Too much hatred was placed on Sikong Tu. Ling Yun could not not take revenge!
"This acupuncture technique will make you feel pain for half an hour. It will ease for more than ten minutes, and then repeat. However, there's one thing I can tell you in advance. No matter how much pain you're in, your mind will be very clear. You definitely won't faint from the pain …"
Ling Yun explained to Sikong Tu while admiring his miserable state, as if he was afraid that he did not know.
If the pain was continuous, the person would actually become numb. If that happened, the torture that followed would naturally not be called torture anymore. However, Ling Yun's acupuncture technique was different. This restriction would cause the person to feel pain for a while, then suddenly stop. Before the person could rest, it would start again. It was better than all the torture in the world.
"Ling Yun, I'm begging you. Give me a quick death, how about that?"
Sikong Wuji looked at Sikong Tu's state from the side, his eyes filled with despair.
All his limbs were broken, and his martial arts were crippled. It was impossible for him to escape. Even if he did, what could he do?
Ling Yun shook his head. "You're different from Sikong Wuhen. You have a grudge against me. You want to steal my woman, my demonic blade, and everything from me. I will never give someone like that a quick death!"
"You and your father can slowly endure it."
With that, Ling Yun left the room in a flash and went straight to the room where Chen Sen and Hei San were held.
"Chen Sen, do you know why I brought you to Beijing?"
Chen Sen sat on the floor with disheveled hair and nodded vigorously. "I know, I know. Let me testify against Ling Hao!"
Ling Yun nodded. "Very well. I will bring the two of you out the day after tomorrow. As long as you are willing to testify, I will let you go."
Chen Sen's eyes lit up. "Don't worry, Young Master Ling. I will definitely expose all of Ling Hao's crimes!"
Ling Yun sneered at Chen Sen's expression.
He looked at Chen Sen as if he was looking at a fool.
[It's going to be 515 soon. I hope I can continue to hit the 515 Red Envelope List. On May 15th, the Red Envelope Rain will be able to reward readers and promote my work. Being together is also love. I will definitely do my best!] (To be continued.)
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