In a secret cave, two naked men were tied up by a black rope, unable to move. In front of the two men stood a man wearing a black cloak. This man was Wang Changsheng.
"What do you want to do? Aren't you afraid of our Green Pill Sect's revenge? "The tall middle-aged man roared loudly, his eyes full of anger.
Zhou Lang on the side looked nervous, and his eyes were full of fear.
"If you are afraid, I won't tie you up. I want you to help me lead an alchemist surnamed Liu of the Green Pill Pavilion to the place I specified. I wonder if you two are willing to cooperate?" Wang Changsheng said with a smile.
"What? Help you lead Junior Sister Apprentice Liu out? You are dreaming! I won't betray the sect even if I die! "The middle-aged man heard this, and his face changed. He said with a determined face.
Hearing this, Zhou Lang's face was gloomy and uncertain.
"Hmph, isn't it easy to die? Let's see what this is first. " Wang Changsheng snorted and sneered. After speaking, he turned his hand and took out a black alms bowl.
As soon as the item appeared, a gloomy aura spread out, causing the temperature in the cave to drop. Then, a series of ghostly wails and howls could be heard coming from the alms bowl. There was also a strange black fog surrounding the alms bowl.
"Soul Refining Alms Bowl?" Zhou Lang saw the black alms bowl, and his face changed.
When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression became a little unnatural.
"Heh heh, it seems that you are a person who knows the goods. Since you recognize this is the Soul Refining Alms Bowl, do as I say obediently. Otherwise, even if you die, I will still take out your soul and torture it," Wang Changsheng said in a cold voice with a smile.
Hearing this, Zhou Lang's face turned pale. He wanted to say something, but he glanced at the middle-aged man next to him and swallowed back the words he wanted to say.
The middle-aged man hesitated.
"Only one of you can live. The one who can help me lure out the alchemist surnamed Liu will live. The other one will not only die without a burial place, but after death, I will also refine your soul. Think about it. After half a quarter of an hour, if you are still not willing to help, then I will have to use the newly learned Soul Refining Technique on you two," Wang Changsheng said coldly. After that, he pulled Zhou Lang out and pushed him into a stone room next to him.
There was a restriction placed in the two stone rooms. Zhou Lang and his brother did not even have a single magic tool on them. All of them had been taken away by Wang Changsheng. There was simply no way for them to escape.
Zhou Lang sat on the ground, his face full of hesitation.
On one side was his own life, and on the other side was the life of his Junior Sister. If he helped Wang Changsheng to murder his Junior Sister, there would definitely be no place for him in the Green Pill School. However, if he did not agree, he would die a horrible death, and his soul would be tortured after death.
At this moment, Wang Changsheng came in with the Soul Refining Bowl in his hand.
"Hehe, you are unlucky. Your companion confessed first, so I have to use you to test the Soul Refining Technique," Wang Changsheng said with a smile.
After that, he turned his hand and took out the Golden Moon Sword.
Seeing this, Zhou Lang's face suddenly became pale and he begged, "No, please spare my life. I am sure I can help you lure Junior Sister Liu out."
"Your companion can also help me lure your Junior Sister Liu out. I don't seem to need to keep you alive," Wang Changsheng said coldly.
"I know Junior Sister Liu, so I am more confident. Chen Gang doesn't know Junior Sister Liu. If he …" Zhou Lang hurriedly explained.
"Oh, I won't let you go. How about this? I will give you a few voice-transmitting talismans. You say a few words, and I will send someone to send them to your Junior Sister Liu. "
"No problem, as long as you can spare my life, I will do anything." Zhou Lang's face was happy when he heard this, and he agreed readily.
Wang Changsheng nodded. With a shake of his sleeve, the black rope that tied Zhou Lang was released and flew back into Wang Changsheng's sleeve.
"Don't play tricks with me, or you know the consequences. Put on the clothes," Wang Changsheng said coldly. After that, he took out a set of clothes and threw it in front of Zhou Lang.
When Zhou Lang heard this, he readily agreed.
After Zhou Lang put on the clothes, Wang Changsheng took him to the stone room where the middle-aged man was locked up.
Seeing the middle-aged man, Zhou Lang's eyes were a little evasive. He lowered his head, not daring to look at the middle-aged man's eyes.
"Zhou Lang, you ungrateful bastard. You actually colluded with outsiders to harm your fellow disciples. If martial uncle Liu knew about this, he would definitely not let you go." Seeing this, the middle-aged man was enraged and started cursing.
Hearing the three words "Junior Sister Liu", Zhou Lang's eyes flashed with a trace of fear and hesitation.
"What is the relationship between this Junior Sister Liu and this Martial Uncle Liu?" Wang Changsheng asked with a frown.
To be called Junior Sister by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, she was naturally a Core Formation cultivator.
"Junior Sister Liu is Junior Sister Liu's descendant, and she is greatly favored by Junior Sister Liu." Zhou Lang hesitated for a moment before answering.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng nodded. For his own little life, not to mention a descendant of a Core Formation cultivator, he would even tie up a descendant of a Yuanying cultivator.
"Zhou Lang, you traitor. If Junior Sister Liu finds out, she will definitely extract your soul and refine it. It is not too late to turn back now," the middle-aged man shouted.
Hearing this, Zhou Lang's expression changed.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng lightly snorted. His body flashed and he appeared next to the middle-aged man. He fiercely slapped him.
The middle-aged man's face immediately swelled up, and there was a clear handprint on his face.
"You like to shout, huh? I'll fulfill your wish, "Wang Changsheng said coldly. After saying this, he used the Golden Moon Sword to cut the middle-aged man's arm, thigh, and chest. Dark red blood flowed out from the wounds.
Wang Changsheng flipped his hand and took out a black bamboo slip. He opened the stopper, and a dozen fingernail-sized black beetles flew out and drilled into the middle-aged man's body through the wounds.
The middle-aged man only felt a piercing pain coming from all over his body. He couldn't help but let out a series of blood-curdling screams.
The middle-aged man's face revealed a pained expression, as if he was suffering from extreme pain.
"Ah! Bastard, if you have the guts, kill me if you have the guts, "the middle-aged man said intermittently. His face was distorted and he was sweating profusely. He looked ferocious and terrifying.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Lang's face turned pale. He looked at Wang Changsheng with eyes full of fear.
Not long after, the middle-aged man seemed to be unable to bear the piercing pain and fainted.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng snorted. He patted the spiritual beast bag on his waist, and two Bloodthirsty Spirit Bats flew out from it.
The Bloodthirsty Spirit Bats were very excited when they smelled the blood. Without Wang Changsheng's order, they pounced on the middle-aged man and pierced their sharp fangs into his body.
Zhou Lang clearly saw that the middle-aged man's body quickly shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a dry corpse.
"Now, do you know what to do?" Wang Changsheng turned around and looked at the pale-faced Zhou Lang with a smile on his face.
"I know, I know," Zhou Lang was dazed for a moment, then hurriedly nodded.
Wang Changsheng nodded. He patted the spiritual beast bag on his waist, and the two Bloodthirsty Spirit Bats turned into two black lights and flew back into the bag.
He took out two blank Voice-transmitting Runes and handed them to Zhou Lang.
"May I know where you want to lead Junior Sister Liu to?" Zhou Lang asked carefully.
"You can't be too close to the market, and you can't make her suspicious. Choose a place yourself! If she doesn't come, you will end up ten times worse than him, "Wang Changsheng pointed at the dry corpse on the ground and said coldly.
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