Chapter 1024: Hidden Dragon's Patience; Ransom in Hand (8k)

Sent off Qian Jin.

Chen Ye pondered for a moment and walked straight towards the rear mountain of Lisong Valley along a hidden path.

In the depths of that rarely visited rear mountain forest, there is an abandoned stone house.

This is the current residence of Gu Qianlong.

Originally, this Huayue Mansion’s Qianlong was confined in a side room of the inner courtyard, but due to the past two months of intense interrogation by Chen Ye and Bai Susu, the disturbances from the room became difficult to control.

Although that girl Bai Susu has a malicious nature, showing a variety of ways to torture captives, she still takes considerable care to protect Chen Ye’s disciples.

To avoid affecting the disciples, True Inheritor Bai disdainfully moved this unsteady-on-his-feet Huayue Qianlong to this isolated rear mountain abandoned house.

“Creak—”

Chen Ye pushed open the heavy, decaying wooden door, and dim light squeezed through the cracks, with a faint musty smell in the air.

Yet in this dirty, abandoned house, a pitiful yet beautiful girl curled up.

Even though she had become a prisoner, enduring months of torment, it didn’t diminish this Qianlong’s grace and demeanor, which seemed so out of place with the deserted house.

The girl’s messy hair fell over her pale cheeks, her expression defiant, lying on a shabby wooden bed covered with dry grass.

Upon hearing the door open,

the girl remained indifferent, her gaze cold, trying to ignore Chen Ye.

Yet her body involuntarily shrank back like a frightened bird, her slender waist instinctively drooping slightly.

The intense interrogation over these months had caused her body to develop such instinctive reactions.

Chen Ye raised his eyebrow and said with a smile, “Gu Qianlong, why be so polite? I’m not here for a reunion with you Qianlong.”

Gu Tangyin bit her lower lip with shame, a trace of blood seeping between her lips, exerting herself greatly, she barely adjusted her posture to normal.

She turned her head away, refusing to communicate with Chen Ye.

“As always… Back in Hunyuan City, Gu Qianlong regarded me as an ant; never thought even today, Gu Qianlong would still ignore me.”

Chen Ye felt somewhat emotional, and then pinching his chin, had a sudden realization,

“Oh… Or is it that Gu Qianlong really wants to reminisce with me, and through such a way, hopes I’ll use other means to make you speak?”

“You… despicable, shameless…”

Gu Tangyin gritted her teeth and spat out these words, only then did her silent eyes ignite with a hint of vibrant anger.

Chen Ye chuckled indifferently, seeing Gu Tangyin finally willing to speak, he casually pulled over a half-legged broken wooden chair, sitting down carelessly in front of her.

“Well said, but I advise you to save some strength. I’ve come to you today with good news.”

Chen Ye looked down at her, speaking calmly,

“Your master has sent Qian Jin to pay the ransom; he is currently outside the valley in Peach Mountain District.”

“You wish!”

The girl, disregarding the aches and pains in her body, struggled to sit up, let out a cold laugh,

“Once I see Junior Martial Uncle Qian, I will recount every humiliation you two inflicted upon me! Even if it means death, I will ensure my master wipes out your Lisong Valley!”

She was indeed contemplating destruction.

In the past, she’d heard of the methods of the Yan Cultivators.

This group of people are descendants of Demon Cultivators, violent in nature, ruthless in their tactics.

Precisely because she was an offspring of Yan Cultivators, she suffered disdainful gazes in Huayue Mansion.

In the past, to cleanse the shame brought by her origin, Gu Tangyin trained desperately, endured unimaginable loneliness, and finally climbed to the position of Eastern Yard’s Qianlong.

She once wondered if the tales about Yan Cultivators were mere rumors.

But now, after enduring unspeakable humiliation at the hands of Chen Ye and Bai Susu, she came to realize that her past knowledge was true.

These remnants of Demon Cultivators deserve nothing less than death!

“Death? Gu Tangyin, can you bear to die?”

Chen Ye suddenly reached out, disregarding the girl’s evasion and struggle, grasped her delicate chin, forcibly lifting her head to meet his gaze.

“Quit pretending to be a martyr willing to die in front of me. If you truly wanted to die, you had countless chances to sever your own meridians these months, but you didn’t.”

“You want to destroy my Lisong Valley? Fine. But before you throw everything away in front of Qian Jin, consider deeply one thing – you, Gu Tangyin, can no longer turn back.”

Gu Tangyin’s pupils shrank, defiantly trying to turn her head: “What do you mean!”

“Is my meaning hard to understand?”

Chen Ye leaned down, his expression puzzled,

“In these months, True Inheritor Bai’s tactics have been ruthless. Your mouth is tough, but under those tortures worse than death, on the verge of mental collapse, you still revealed quite a few secrets of Huayue Mansion bit by bit.”

“Huayue Mansion’s layout, the methods of the True Man in the mansion… Oh, these are not important, but the crucial part is Huayue Mansion’s plans for Yan Kingdom, tsk tsk… It turns out, your mansion has supported so many cultivators in Yan Kingdom.”

Chen Ye relished the girl’s pale face, deliberately choosing his words to strike at her heart,

“Do you think if Huayue Mansion learns their esteemed Qianlong not only became a Yan Cultivator’s plaything but even sold sect secrets to ease physical suffering… How will Huayue Mansion’s cultivators view you then? Will they say, ‘No wonder, she is indeed a descendant of Yan Cultivators’?”

Gu Tangyin endured the pain from the man’s grip on her chin, mocking Chen Ye with a scornful look: