Chapter 2861: Want To Perform A Soul Search On Wong Fu Siang

Chapter 2861: Chapter 2861: Want To Perform A Soul Search On Wong Fu Siang

Wong Fu Siang pressed his lips together in a tight line. He knew that if he answered carelessly, he might accidentally leak sensitive information about his supreme organisation, putting him in a fate far worse than death.

Yet, if he stubbornly maintained his silence, these cold-blooded people would undoubtedly employ horrific methods to tear the answers out of him anyway. For the first time in decades, a wave of genuine, paralysing terror gripped Wong Fu Siang’s heart.

Not because of his crippled body.

Not because he had lost his prized cultivation.

But because he had absolutely no idea just how much terrifying knowledge these people already possessed about his world.

"You had better think twice before opening your mouth. If you attempt to spin a single lie, we will expose it instantly." Long Hui added, his deep voice sounding like a death knell.

Wong Fu Siang darted a terrified glance at Long Hui before dragging his eyes back to Yu Qi. After an agonisingly long silence, he finally gave in and parted his lips.

"I... I have never met Master Liang face-to-face!" Wong Fu Siang confessed stammeringly.

"Keep talking." Yu Qi ordered crisply.

"It was actually my superior who introduced his network to me. We knew he was a powerful cultivator because he used to frequently travel back and forth to the main cultivation world before our leader’s spatial teleportation array broke down." Wong Fu Siang blurted out, desperate to save his skin.

Yu Qi remained completely silent, her face unreadable as she waited for him to spill more.

"I heard the man was completely unhinged... that he was conducting twisted biological experiments on living mortals. Word was he harboured an obsessive, blood grudge against a specific ancient clan." Wong Fu Siang continued rambling.

Yu Qi’s eyes narrowed into sharp slits.

"So, your syndicate leader has personally met Master Liang before?" Yu Qi questioned sharply.

"I don’t know the full details. But... well, yeah, most likely." Wong Fu Siang answered haltingly.

"He is talking far too slowly." Long Hui suddenly chimed in, his tone thoroughly displeased.

Wong Fu Siang looked up at him in utter confusion, unable to grasp what Long Hui meant by that comment.

Yu Qi, however, understood her fiance’s exact thought in an instant. She raised a delicate eyebrow and turned her head toward Long Hui.

"You want to perform that on him?" Yu Qi asked softly.

"Mhm. It is far more efficient." Long Hui stated flatly.

"Well... I have no objections. You can do it. It is indeed much faster." Yu Qi replied with an indifferent shrug of her shoulders.

Since Wong Fu Siang was being so agonisingly slow and evasive with his answers, utilising the direct Soul Search Method would spare them a massive headache and save valuable time.

Long Hui stepped forward, closing the distance until he was standing right over Wong Fu Siang like a grim reaper.

Wong Fu Siang’s brows knit together in deep alarm as he watched Long Hui approach. He could not comprehend why the man was suddenly closing in on him with such intense focus.

"What is he planning to do to him?" Great-Grandpa Dian leaned over toward Yu Qi, asking in a low whisper.

"He is going to perform a Soul Search directly on his mind. We can know everything." Yu Qi answered nonchalantly.

Every single member of the Dian Family who overheard her words gasped in sheer shock. They were all intimately familiar with the taboo nature of the Soul Search Method. They knew exactly how the technique was executed and the catastrophic side effects it inflicted upon the victim.

It was by no means a standard interrogation technique, nor could it be used lightly without grim consequences.

While a Soul Search forcibly ripped every hidden secret directly out of a person’s soul, the procedure was mind-numbingly excruciating. Depending on the target’s spiritual resilience and the strength applied, it almost guaranteed permanent, catastrophic brain death and soul destruction.

When Wong Fu Siang heard those words drop from Yu Qi’s lips, complete and utter panic seized his entire being. His eyes nearly burst from his sockets in sheer horror, and he immediately began writhing desperately on the floor, trying with all his remaining strength to thrash away from the group.

"NO! NO! YOU CAN’T DO THAT TO ME!" Wong Fu Siang shrieked at the top of his lungs.

Unfortunately, his frantic struggles were completely laughable. He was entirely incapable of moving freely because his wrists and ankles had been brutally snapped by Long Hui, and his internal meridians were completely sealed shut. No matter how violently he squirmed like a worm on the floor, he could not break an inch away from their circle.

"I BEG YOU! PLEASE DON’T USE THE SOUL SEARCH ON ME!" Wong Fu Siang wept pathetically, screaming for mercy.

He had personally witnessed the horrific aftermath of a Soul Search being performed on a prisoner years ago.

That victim had shrieked in soul-tearing, agonising pain throughout the entire procedure. He had screamed until his vocal cords bled and ruptured, and even after the technique was concluded, the man’s mind was completely fried.

In the end, the victim had descended into incurable madness and ended up violently ripping his own throat out.

Wong Fu Siang could still vividly recall every gory detail of that nightmare. He did not want to suffer that horrific, mind-shattering fate.

The other surviving evil cultivators huddled in the corner did not dare to utter a single peep. They clamped their mouths shut and pressed themselves as flat against the floor as humanly possible, desperately praying that no one’s attention would fall upon them next. They had zero desire to become the next guinea pigs.

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