The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

Sang Zhe held up a seal and said, "This is the Demonic Soul Seal that I made myself. As long as you willingly carve this seal in your soul, you will never disobey me from now on. You will have to listen to whatever I say."

"As for you, just engrave this soul mark on your soul and we can finish the work happily. I can also use my salary to treat Senior Sister to a drink at the restaurant in the city. How about it?"

"Don't even think about it!" Yan Rouwan spat at him decisively.

"You want me, Yan Rouwan, to be your slave? You are dreaming! Even if I die, I will never compromise with the devil."

"Then there's nothing we can do."

Sang Zhe shrugged with a look of regret.

"If Senior Sister insists on being stubborn and resisting..."

He approached Yan Rouwan sinisterly, and under her extremely vigilant gaze, he whispered in her ear like a devil's whisper:

"...I will steal your cat from the Immortal Gate and open a cat cafe in the city."

"You can watch your beloved cat crying softly under the claws of countless people every day."

"Being fed by passers-by, her stomach is bloated, she moans and groans at the catnip of passers-by, and her face is full of decadent happiness when someone strokes her cat fur with their hands, and she shows her belly and acts like a spoiled child... hehe~"

In Yan Rouwan's eyes.

For the first time, he showed an expression of fear and despair.

2. The whole terrible torture device

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Yan Rouwan's cursing continued throughout the night.

It is hard to imagine how a fairy who is usually pure, elegant and charming can utter so many obscene words.

Obviously, it hit a sore spot.

Sang Zhe has gotten used to it.

He asked a few random questions, and when he was sure that he couldn't get anything out of them, he yawned and put the man in jail.

Wait until you steal the cat.

When the shift was over, Sang Zhe said hello to the demon cultivator who took over and went down the mountain from the main peak of the Demon Path.

As the dawn broke, he went all the way to the town at the foot of the mountain.

Sang Zhe has a house here.

It was sent by Modao, and they said it was a joining benefit.

It was a large courtyard house, and it was well decorated. It wasn't luxurious, but it was quite impressive.

"I am back."

As soon as he entered the courtyard, a girl in a light pink embroidered long skirt and a pink face and cherry lips came over with her head lowered. She expertly helped him change his clothes while saying:

"Master, why are you late for the night shift today? The food is almost cold. Do you want me to heat it up?"

"No, just eat something and go to sleep."

Sang Zhe yawned and said, "I suddenly had to work overtime in the middle of the night. I'm exhausted."

"Overtime? But another righteous fairy was captured?"

"Yeah. Or someone you know."

When Sang Zhe gently uttered the three words "Yan Rouwan", the girl's hands that were tying his pajamas paused slightly.

Her beautiful eyes tilted to one side, and she seemed a little absent-minded.

"Why, are you feeling sorry for your senior sister?"

"……Won't."

The girl smiled at Sang Zhe and said, "I have already chosen to accept the soul seal, so I will only be loyal to my master. Why would I still think of our old relationship?"

Sang Zhe glanced at her and said casually:

"Zhang Xiaoying, I don't blame you. It's human nature to think of an old lover, and doesn't Senior Sister Yan have a good relationship with you?"

Who knew that Zhang Xiaoying just shook her head slightly.

"not good."

"...I wish she were dead." Her tone was calm and somewhat scary.

Sang Zhe also fell silent.

Zhang Xiaoying is actually a rather special one.

She was not like Yan Rouwan who was captured by the evil sect on purpose.

But abandoned.

Before Sang Zhe betrayed the Immortal Sect, he had a vague impression of her.

She was originally an ordinary little transparent person in the immortal sect. She had few friends and didn't know how to dress up. When her fellow sisters and fellow disciples were laughing and playing together, she would always be alone, wearing a rustic Taoist robe, and meditating and practicing in a deserted place.

His progress in cultivation was mediocre. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he had not yet formed a pill and had just passed the foundation-building stage.

It was during a battle that Tang Yubing and her companions planned to capture Yan Rouwan. The disciples of the Immortal Sect were defeated one after another and could only barely cover Yan Rouwan's retreat.

The seriously injured Zhang Xiaoying was thrown in front of the demon.

No one was going to rescue her.

When Zhang Xiaoying was brought to Sang Zhe, she was seriously injured and was only breathing her last.

Tang Yubing's opinion was that saving her would be a waste of resources, so it would be better for you to just interrogate her. It would be best if you could get some answers out of her, but if not, just wait for her to die naturally.

Sang Zhe saved her.

It was quite laborious. After all, Sang Zhe had no basic medical skills, so he relied on the little resources accumulated by the system to exchange for a few low-level pills, and at least he saved the person.

Zhang Xiaoying, who had her life saved, received the soul seal more smoothly than expected and became Sang Zhe's maid.

Unfortunately, she had no status in the Immortal Sect, and she probably knew less than the Demon Dao. The Demon Dao was too lazy to care about her and left it to Sang Zhe to handle.

Sang Zhe took her home just like that.

It should be said. Although she is slightly inferior to Zhang Xiaoying and Yan Rouwan, who are famous in the world of immortal cultivation, she is perfect as a maid.

She cooks delicious food, cleans diligently and is very careful. She always takes care of Sang Zhe and makes him feel comfortable in every way.

Especially the dishes she cooked. They were really delicious.

He is much better than a loser like Sang Zhe who could only make instant noodles before coming to this world.

After changing his clothes and coming to the dining table, Sang Zhe didn't mind the side dishes and buns that were already a little cold, he just picked them up and started eating.

Zhang Xiaoying sat opposite him, watching him eat quietly.

She seemed to enjoy just looking at him motionlessly.

"Master, have you figured out how to interrogate Senior Sister Yan?"

"I've thought about it." Sang Zhe, his mouth full of buns, said vaguely, "But it may take a few days."

"If you want to break her defense, you have to prepare something first."

Zhang Xiaoying said "oh". But after a moment she couldn't help but ask:

"In fact, the master could have used more normal interrogation methods."

"for example?"

"When it comes to interrogation, shouldn't it be torture to get a confession?"

Zhang Xiaoying said calmly, "Especially a beauty like Senior Sister Yan, if she falls into the hands of the devil, she will be tortured beyond recognition, or at least suffer a fate worse than death."

"Qingbai was insulted by a group of men, the tendons of my hands and feet were broken, and my nails were pierced by bamboo sticks..."

...Hey, hey, don't say such scary things with such a calm expression.

Sang Zhe swallowed the bun with difficulty, then shook his head and sighed.

"No, no, no~ This is why you don't understand."

"As the ancients said, attacking a city is inferior, attacking the heart is superior. The confession rate of people who are tortured into confessions is very low."

"What era are we still using traditional interrogation methods? I, Sangzhe, have been professionally interrogating fairies of the righteous path for thirty years, and I have never let any of them get hurt."

"But don't you see that all the fairies who have passed through my hands have been obedient and willing to receive my soul seal?"

"In the past two years in the prison department, my performance alone is enough to blow away the entire department. It's good enough that the leaders don't treat me like a ancestor."

"This is the key crux. We still have to find the right remedy for the right disease. You know what it means to find the right remedy for the right disease? Finding the key point can achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Sang Zhe began to talk complacently again.

of course.

The real reason is that physical executions and harming fairies will deduct system points.

But he couldn't tell Zhang Xiaoying the reason.

Zhang Xiaoying didn't ask any more questions.

She thought for a moment, lowered her eyelids, and whispered, "Master will naturally have a way. It was I who overstepped my bounds."

"I can understand why you hate her."

Sang Zhe took another bite of food with his chopsticks and said, "I can empathize with you. After all, when I was in the Immortal Sect, I was always isolated by everyone. Most of those disciples were from famous families and looked down on people like us who didn't have family backgrounds. Even if we did nothing wrong, we couldn't fit in."

"But now I am more Buddhist."

"There's no point in hating them. I should actually thank them. Without them, I wouldn't be living such a leisurely and comfortable life today."

"Now, for me, all I need is a salary, some pension insurance, and some food to eat and wait for death and retirement."

It seems like he has no ambition.

But Sang Zhe, who had experience in his previous life, was very content.

After all, in a world where immortals are everywhere and killing a mortal is as easy as killing a dog, it is rare to be able to have a stable retirement with five social insurances and one housing fund.

Zhang Xiaoying thought about it and said, "That kind of life is pretty good."

"Look at us now. We don't have to worry about food or clothing, we don't have to be urged to get married, and we don't have to pay the mortgage. We are not like your brothers and sisters, who are always worried about whether they will die at the hands of the evil cultivators, or be caught and interrogated like Yan Rouwan."

"When my life becomes comfortable, I will go to the town to find a matchmaker to find me a wife. She doesn't have to be too pretty, just gentle and virtuous." Sang Zhe imagined the future with a happy face. "Anyway, I was born a demon cultivator, so I'll be praying to God to find a partner."

"It doesn't matter if we can't find it. We can just make do with each other."

Zhang Xiaoying, who was originally fascinated by Sang Zhe's profile, was suddenly stunned.

"……what?"

"Well, if you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say anything. I'm not forcing you."

"No..." Zhang Xiaoying's face was blank for a long time, and then her beautiful eyes drooped slightly in embarrassment, "Master, are you serious?"

"What else can I do if I don't take it seriously?"

Sang Zhe sighed.

A native of this world like Zhang Xiaoying naturally doesn't understand the pain of older single men.

In the original world, where could someone like me, who has no money, no power, no house, and no car, find a partner?

How could one be dissatisfied if he had a gentle and lovely maid like Zhang Xiaoying?

"Then I will take it as my master's agreement."

Zhang Xiaoying just said this lightly.

His tone was as calm as ever, and even Sang Zhe didn't hear anything unusual.

But he didn't notice that a very obscure light flashed in Zhang Xiaoying's eyes.

After eating and drinking, Sang Zhe said goodbye to Zhang Xiaoying and went back to his room to catch up on his sleep.

Yesterday was the night shift, today is a day off, and tomorrow will be the day shift.

But sleeping doesn't mean Sang Zhe does nothing.

During the time he was sleeping soundly, a system voice quietly repeated in his mind: