Gods of the Nation: You worship the God of Longevity, I worship the King of Hell!

Chapter 137 The Torture of Lead (Please continue reading...)
Lu Chen paused for a moment, then nodded to Li Chenghuang beside him and said, "You have already done enough, how could we dare to trouble you to use the Soul Searching Technique, which is such a morally reprehensible act?"

The Dragon King of the Well had said this before.

If a deity were to take action against a mortal, it would have to come at the cost of immense merit.

This soul-searching technique causes immense damage to the soul, even more severely than physical injury.

Lu Chen naturally wouldn't force Li Chenghuang.

"Let's leave the rest to the younger generation."

"Alright, General, please!"

Lu Chen nodded, looked at the thug again, and said coldly, "Speak, why did you use evil magic to harm the people?"

"Hmph, kid, the City God of this prefecture is so respectful to you, it seems you're no ordinary person." The burly man surnamed Qiu sneered, "Since that's the case, you should know what the purpose of this method is, why pretend not to know!"

Lu Chen sneered, "You want to become a ghost immortal? Brother, judging by your boiling blood, even the chains on City God Street can't hold you back. With your physique, you could live for at least seventy or eighty years, maybe even a hundred. You want to become a ghost immortal? Do you think I'm an idiot? So easy to fool?!"

"Hmph, brat, what do you know! I cultivate a secret technique that is not passed down to others. Being able to shed the shackles of this physical body and become a ghost immortal is an immense opportunity. Mortals only live for a few years. With my cultivation level, my lifespan is already at its limit of 150 years. But the shortest lifespan of a ghost immortal is 300 years, and the average is 500 years. If you can't do this math, then you are stupid!"

"Hey, still dare to talk back? Believe me or not, I'll unleash a bolt of divine lightning from the underworld and send you straight to the netherworld!"

"You can even use the Netherworld Thunder?" Unexpectedly, the thug's eyes suddenly lit up upon hearing this: "Alright, come on, if you have the guts, then knock it down. If you don't, you're a coward!"

Lu Chen: "..."

Wait, what's going on? Why does this guy look like he's determined to die?

Could it be that he really has some secret technique to dissolve a corpse on the spot by impersonating someone else?
Lu Chen only regretted that he didn't know the secret technique of soul searching, otherwise he could have searched directly and found out at a glance.

However, this kind of secret technique is also considered a forbidden technique in the human world.

Ordinary spiritual practitioners simply cannot practice this.

After a moment of contemplation, Lu Chen asked again, "You admitted it so readily, there must be something you're hiding, right?"

Something is wrong!
Lu Chen felt that something was wrong.

Logically speaking, most criminals would never agree to commit a crime so readily, even if they were beaten to death.

But the man readily agreed.

This is clearly illogical.

The thug sneered again, "Do you think I'm like you hypocritical bastards? I'm honest and upright, and I won't deny what I've done. This time, I was careless. I didn't expect the city god here to disregard the rules and forcibly take people. Fortunately, I also killed more than a dozen ghost soldiers and a day-roaming god, so it's not a complete loss."

As soon as these words came out.

Lu Chen and the others gasped.

what?
This person actually killed the ghost soldiers and even a day-roaming god?

A fifth-grade spiritualist is truly terrifying.

No wonder Yu Feng said before that once you reach the fifth rank, you will be a powerful spiritual master who dominates a region.

That's why the starting requirement for an SS-level mission is to be at least rank 5.

The burly man paused, looked at Li Chenghuang, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and said, "City God, you have broken the rules. Be careful of retribution."

"Hmph!" Li Chenghuang immediately sneered: "Protecting the people of this region is my duty. How can it be considered breaking the rules? My arrest of you is in accordance with the will of Heaven. I believe that the Heavenly Court will not only not blame you, but will also reward you. Do not be so arrogant and distort the truth!"

"Hahaha." The burly man surnamed Qiu laughed loudly, then lunged forward, his ten fingers like sharp claws, but bound by chains, he couldn't get an inch closer.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I admit defeat this time, but don't be too happy yet. I'll haunt you even as a ghost! If you have the guts, just kill me! Do you dare?! Can your City God bear the consequences? Can you afford to bear them?"

Good guy.

How outrageous!
Even after all this, they're still so arrogant.

Turning to the dark side is indeed exhilarating; the longer you turn to the dark side, the more exhilarating it becomes.

"Don't be stubborn. Although the City God can't intervene, the laws of the mortal realm will judge you. I'll tell the City Lord of Jiangcheng that a heretical cultivator like you can't be so easily dealt with as just being given a peanut."

You have to experience what it means to suffer the most in the world before I send you down.

For example, they might subject you to the torture of being force-fed with lead!

"Lead-filling punishment? What kind of punishment is that, sir?" Xie Qingyi asked curiously.

"Why are you asking so many questions, you little kid?" Xie Bi'an clearly understood.

Lu Chen laughed and said, "The so-called 'lead-pouring punishment' is to heat a block of lead into molten lead, and then pour it over his head..."

Lu Chen recounted the story in detail.

Xie Qingyi's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. "This...this is even more brutal than being thrown into a cauldron of boiling oil in the underworld!"

"This is nothing. If he's still alive after we finish pouring the liquid, we'll subject him to the Five Tortures and make him experience the ultimate physical pain!"

As Lu Chen spoke, he feigned a cruel, perverted expression on his face.

The man surnamed Qiu's expression changed drastically, and he swallowed hard, shouting, "You brat, who are you? What's your master? You're no ordinary person! Are you also a heretical cultivator?!"

"Indeed, since you're from southern Hunan, you must have heard of the Rakshasa Cult, right?"

"You're a member of the Rakshasa Cult?!" The burly man's pupils constricted.

"Hmph, I am the leader of the Rakshasa Sect! Zeng Rou and Wang Zhidong are my elders!"

"What?!" The burly man immediately paled, seemingly unable to believe it: "You...you are the leader of the Rakshasa Cult!"

He didn't seem to have any doubts.

After all, the fact that they knew the names of two elders of the Rakshasa Sect speaks volumes.

"This... how is this possible! The Rakshasa Sect has clearly already..."

"Whether you believe it or not is your business. If I weren't the leader of the Rakshasa Sect, how would I know the method of corpse dissolution?" Lu Chen stepped forward and said coldly, "I advise you to stop pretending. I believe you are the murderer."

But you're not the only murderer!
The Five Hells Method of Becoming an Immortal offers two spots for immortality.

"Besides you, tell me, who's the last one?"

The burly man fell silent for a moment, a look of shock on his face.

Beside him, a glimmer of light also flickered in Li Chenghuang's eyes.

He glanced at Lu Chen out of the corner of his eye.

(P.S.: When Lu Chen and Zhong Kui were discussing the Five Hells and how to become an immortal, Li Chenghuang couldn't see through it because Zhong Kui was present, and therefore didn't know that Lu Chen knew so much about it.)
"You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin, huh...?"

Lu Chen turned to Li Chenghuang and asked, "My lord, may I see this fiend's date of birth?"

"Of course." Li Chenghuang flipped his hand, conjuring the Book of Life and Death, turned to a page, and handed it over.

Lu Chen looked down and saw: "Qiu Qianluo, born in the year of Xu Hai..."

A rough calculation.

Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "As expected, it's the match made by Yang Que. That's right, you are the 'destined one'! Tell me, who is the other culprit? I don't believe that you, an outsider, could cause such a commotion in Jiangdu City, a place where you know no one! You must be in cahoots with some local tycoon to set up this scheme!"

The burly man named Qiu Qianluo suddenly changed his expression and remained silent.

A moment later, he looked at Lu Chen with a sinister gaze: "It seems you might be the leader of the Rakshasa Cult! It's ridiculous that a mere cult leader is now colluding with the government. It's an insult to the reputation of Hunan."

He snorted again: "If you have the guts, kill me, or even search my soul. Otherwise, you're dreaming if you think you can get any information out of me. There's a code of honor among thieves. If you don't understand, I can teach you!"

This guy is so stubborn!
Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "Fine, don't think you can get away with just staying silent. Even if you don't tell me, I still have ways to find out who the other culprit is."

"Fine, then go ahead and investigate if you dare!" Qiu Qianluo said ruthlessly.

Lu Chen was too lazy to waste any more words with him.

At this moment, Li Chenghuang understood and reminded him, "General, this man's spirit lamp has been sealed by me, and he only has some strength left. Don't worry, General!"

"Thank you, sir!" Upon hearing this, Lu Chen unleashed a burst of magical power, stunning Qiu Qianluo.

"Ox-headed and Horse-faced Demons".

"Yes, General!"

"Carry him on your back and take him back first."

"Yes!" Ox-Head said to Horse-Face, "I'll do it!"

With a wave of his hand, Li Chenghuang severed all the chains.

The bull easily hoisted it onto its shoulder.

"My lord, please come in and have a chat."

Lu Chen suddenly made a gesture of invitation.

Li Chenghuang understood: "General, please!"

　P.S.: I updated over 200,000 words this month. I hope I can update another 200,000 words next month.

　　
　
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