The Prodigal Son

As dawn broke, Qin Yu and his men escorted the captured prisoners back to the prefectural governor's mansion.

Guo Yang showed no mercy to these people, sticking to the old rules.

They crushed all the bones in their limbs and dislocated their jaws, making it impossible for them to even commit suicide.

By this time, the fighting inside the city had already ended.

The assassins who launched the feigned attack on the prefectural governor's mansion were all wiped out, but one or two of them managed to escape during the chaos while creating confusion in the city.

But it doesn't matter anymore!

Once the main force of the Shi family's assassins is eliminated, the remaining scattered assassins won't be able to cause any trouble.

Although he hadn't slept all night, Qin Yu wasn't sleepy at all.

This time, he has a lot of experience points!

That should be enough to raise him to the ninth realm!

"Steward Guo, you all go and interrogate the others. I'll interrogate Mo Wu myself!"

Upon returning to the prefectural governor's residence, Qin Yu immediately began making arrangements with a righteous and awe-inspiring air.

Guo Yang stared coldly at Mo Wu, who lay there like a dead dog. "We'll interrogate him!"

"I'll do it!"

Qin Yu waved his hands repeatedly, "This old man is definitely stubborn. It's a good opportunity to let him taste the methods of this Southern Border witch, Que'er!"

Considering Nan Que'er's identity and seeing Qin Yu's insistence, Guo Yang finally nodded in agreement: "Be careful! Don't give him a chance to commit suicide! We'll torture him slowly!"

"good!"

Qin Yu readily agreed, gave Nan Que'er a wink, and led Mo Wu back to the room, while also having Qi Dachui and his men stand guard outside.

Although Mo Wu's limbs were crippled, he stared intently at Qin Yu, as if he wished he could tear Qin Yu to pieces.

He had made up his mind not to say anything!

Torture?

With all the bones in his limbs crushed by Guo Yang, what torture could he possibly fear?

He wanted to see how Qin Yu would get him to talk!

However, to Mo Wu's surprise, Qin Yu did not interrogate him, but instead sat down cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing.

Nan Que'er, of course, knew what Qin Yu was planning to do, and worriedly reminded him, "You've just refined Zhou Jishan's power, now isn't the best time. Why don't you wait a little longer?"

"I can't wait any longer!"

Qin Yu gently shook his head. "If we wait any longer, their lives won't be ours anymore!"

Now that he's in Yunhuai, he still has the authority to make decisions.

Once these people are escorted to the capital, he probably won't even be able to see them!

If we don't take advantage of this moment to absorb the power of Mo Wu, a ninth-realm expert, when will we ever get another chance?

Nan Que'er opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

That's it!

Let him be!

He's right. Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever.

Keep a close eye on things yourself!

Hearing their words, a hint of doubt flashed across Mo Wu's face, which was contorted with pain.

What do they mean by this?

Instead of interrogating himself, he wants to kill himself?

Qin Yu did not allow Mo Wu's doubts to linger for long.

After completing his breathing exercise, Qin Yu immediately raised his hand and pressed it against Mo Wu's dantian.

As Qin Yu reversed his true energy, a vortex seemed to appear within his body.

Under the influence of the vortex, the true energy within Mo Wu's body surged uncontrollably towards him.

Feeling his internal energy rapidly draining away, Mo Wu's pupils suddenly contracted, and he stared at Qin Yu in horror.

He finally knew what Qin Yu was planning!

This scoundrel has practiced evil arts and wants to absorb their power to increase his own strength!

No, we absolutely cannot let him have his way!

Even if it means death, we cannot let him have his way!

Thinking of this, a ruthless glint suddenly flashed in Mo Wu's eyes.

His limbs were completely crushed, leaving him utterly powerless to resist.

But he can also reverse his internal energy and forcibly damage his dantian and meridians!

He can die, or he can dissipate all his cultivation!

But we absolutely cannot let Qin Yu get away with this!

Upon realizing this, Mo Wu immediately mobilized all his internal energy, attempting to reverse its flow.

However, he underestimated the domineering power of Qin Yu's Transformation Yuan Technique.

Under the influence of the Transformation Yuan Technique, the true qi within his body was completely out of his control.

Qin Yu's body was like a black hole, constantly devouring his true energy.

"Ah...ah..."

Mo Wu, whose jaw had been dislocated, was unable to speak and could only let out mournful and indignant screams.

Endless grief and indignation nearly consumed Mo Wu.

Qin Yu ruined the historians, and he ruined them too!

Not only was he unable to take revenge on Qin Yu, but he was also forced to use his years of hard work to enhance Qin Yu's strength!

It felt as if he had been raped by Qin Yu a thousand times, yet he still had to try his best to please Qin Yu.

This metaphor may be somewhat inappropriate, but it truly reflects his feelings at this moment.

Endless grief and indignation filled Mo Wu's heart, causing him to scream even more desperately in order to vent his anger and grief.

Qin Yu heard Mo Wu's grief-stricken howls, but he was completely unaware of them.

It's obvious that Mo Wu is probably cursing the Qin family's ancestors for eighteen generations right now.

Go ahead and curse!

Let him curse all he wants!

I'll just focus on absorbing his power!

As power flowed continuously into his body, Qin Yu clearly felt the changes within him.

His meridians were being stretched open, and the vortex in his dantian was spinning faster and faster, making his body feel both hot and painful.

I'll give it my all to reach the ninth realm!

Qin Yu gritted his teeth and persevered, continuing to draw upon Mo Wu's power.

"Ah...ah..."

Mo Wu continued to shout, his hateful gaze seeming to want to pierce Qin Yu into a sieve.

Outside, Guo Yang, who was about to interrogate the old ghost, stopped and paused, secretly curious.

What kind of torture did Qin Yu use on Mo Wu?

How could Mo Wu be in such pain?

Previously, when he had crushed all the bones in Mo Wu's limbs, Mo Wu hadn't screamed this miserably.

Or is it that girl Nan Que'er's secret technique?

Inside the room, Qin Yu continued to absorb Mo Wu's power, enduring the tearing pain within his body, and controlling that power to break through the tightly closed cultivation gate.

Once, twice...

Under Qin Yu's relentless assault, the tightly closed door finally began to crack slightly.

Qin Yu was overjoyed and launched another attack despite the pain.

Under his relentless assault, the crack in the door widened until it finally burst open with a loud "bang".

The moment the door opened, Qin Yu's blood and qi surged wildly.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from Qin Yu's mouth.

"Qin Yu!"

Nan Que'er let out a startled growl and quickly stepped forward to support Qin Yu.

"It's nothing! Pfft..."

Qin Yu forcibly stopped his practice, spitting out another mouthful of blood, but a bright smile appeared on his face. "Don't worry, it's nothing serious, just some internal injuries from the backlash..."

Nine Realms!

I've finally reached the ninth realm!

Compared to what he gained, what is this little injury?

Nan Que'er held his hand tightly. "Don't speak yet, quickly regulate your breathing!"

"Um!"

Qin Yu nodded gently, sat down again, and slowly regulated his breathing.

About fifteen minutes later, the wildly surging true energy within Qin Yu's body was finally restrained, flowing continuously through his meridians and nourishing his body.

Qin Yu reopened his eyes, and a devilish smile appeared on his face as he looked at Mo Wu. "Alright, you should kill yourself now!"

He never even considered interrogating Mo Wu.

Mo Wu must die!

He couldn't let Mo Wu reveal his secret.

Hearing Qin Yu's words, Mo Wu screamed "Ah ah" again, his eyes filled with resentment.

He suddenly didn't want to die!

He was going to expose Qin Yu's practice of evil magic!

However, Qin Yu clearly wouldn't give him that chance.

Qin Yu stood up from the ground and instructed Nan Que'er, "I'll pull his tongue out, and you close his jaw so he bites his tongue and commits suicide!"

"good!"

Nan Que'er nodded emphatically, mimicking Qin Yu's manner, and flashed Mo Wu a devilish smile...