Chapter 663 - 660: Test Subject

Chapter 663: Chapter 660: Test Subject

「Two days passed in the blink of an eye.」

The prisoners all slowly awoke. They shook their groggy heads, their faces full of confusion. Looking around, they seemed to wonder why they were here.

"What’s going on? Shouldn’t I be at the Piaoxiang Courtyard?"

"Ugh... Was it all just a dream?"

"That dream was a little too real."

Soon after, they circulated their Divine Thought, dispelling the dizziness. Only then did they manage to clear their heads, realizing they had likely been affected by the smoke.

For a moment, fear appeared on everyone’s faces.

"That smoke... what on earth was it?"

"I remember it coming from Young Master Qin’s cell before I passed out. A lot of medicinal ingredients were sent in there during that time, too. Could it be that Young Master Qin was performing Alchemy?"

"Hiss... What kind of Elixir is he Refining? The effect is terrifying!"

Just then, a rumbling sound, like rolling thunder, came from Qin Ya’s cell. The void itself trembled, and the expressions on the faces of the many prisoners couldn’t help but change.

"Damn it, not again."

"I just woke up."

"This Young Master Qin really never rests." Whether it was an illusion or not, the Prison Guards of Jia Prison seemed to see looks of anticipation on some of the prisoners’ faces.

The smoke gradually began to spread, its color identical to two days ago...

"Here it comes, here it comes."

"Haha! Huh, wait, why am I looking forward to this?"

The dozen or so Prison Guards exchanged glances, seeing the surprise in each other’s eyes.

’Damn, these prisoners are actually looking forward to it.’

At that moment, a terrifying suction force suddenly erupted, pulling all the smoke back in. A dreadful amount of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi also surged into the cell like a tide. A peculiar ripple spread out, causing faint ripples to constantly appear in the void.

"Uh... It’s gone."

"For some reason, I feel a sense of loss and melancholy."

Seeing the smoke get sucked back in, many prisoners breathed a sigh of relief, yet at the same time, they couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment. The expressions on their faces were exceptionally conflicted.

It was true that being involuntarily affected by the smoke was incredibly comfortable.

But the scenes in the dream were also enough to make one reluctant to leave.

BOOM...

A sound of tearing air suddenly rang out. Qin Ya was seen clutching a pink Elixir as he rushed out of Jia Prison, even using Instant Teleportation repeatedly to move.

Very quickly, he burst out of Jia Prison and arrived in the public square.

And in the square, many people had already gathered to watch.

The reason was none other than the pitch-black cloud in the sky. The faint pressure leaking from it, in particular, was horrifying. It was a Thunder Tribulation!

"Everyone, get back!!"

At that moment, an incredibly majestic shout suddenly echoed!

A young figure in a white robe appeared in the void. A terrifying aura spread out like a tide, intimidating everyone who had stopped to watch.

"That’s... the Mansion Master."

"What’s going on? Even the Mansion Master has been alerted."

"Retreat! We must not defy the Mansion Master’s order!"

After Fang Tianzheng gave the order, the Martial Artists in the square quickly retreated, disappearing completely within a few breaths. The might of a Venerable was on full display.

When Qin Ya saw this, his eyes flickered. He knew the Mansion Master’s intention.

It was simply to conceal the level of his Alchemy Dao, to prevent others from discovering it. If word got out, it would likely attract the covetous attention of countless factions.

Although Qin Ya’s current strength was great, it wasn’t yet enough to disregard everything!

"If I’m not mistaken, this is a Spirit Pill Thunder Tribulation," Fang Tianzheng said.

"Indeed."

Qin Ya smiled faintly and tossed the struggling Spirit Pill in his hand into the air. The Spirit Pill transformed into a streak of pink light, soaring into the sky to meet the Thunder Tribulation.

CRACKLE, CRACKLE...

The Thunder surged, falling like a giant purple python and smashing down upon the Spirit Pill. Faced with this scene, Qin Ya’s expression was calm, showing not the slightest hint of panic.

He was naturally well aware of the quality of the Spirit Pill he had Refined.

Not long after, the Thunder Tribulation slowly dissipated.

SWOOSH! Qin Ya used Instant Teleportation, appearing above the Spirit Pill in the blink of an eye to grab it.

The pink Elixir had a red light flowing over its surface, exuding a trace of allure. Like a peerless, enchanting Demon, it made one feel an uncontrollable urge to possess it.

Fang Tianzheng walked over and glanced at the Elixir, a trace of surprise in his eyes. He asked with a smile, "May I ask, Young Master Qin, what is the wondrous use of this pill?"

"Heh, it can be used to solve the Mansion Master’s troubles."

"Solve my troubles? I don’t understand."

Qin Ya gave a mysterious smile and said, "Mansion Master, please follow me to the depths of the Ghost Prison."

The depths of the Ghost Prison?!

Fang Tianzheng’s eyes lit up, a faint guess forming in his mind.

Soon, the two arrived in the depths of the Ghost Prison. As always, the stench of blood gushed out like a tide, accompanied by bursts of maniacal laughter.

"Little Prison Guard, that’s not enough force. Put more muscle into it!"

"Hehe, you want me to reveal my sect’s strongholds? Fine. There’s one in Feiling City. Oh, and a few in the Divine Capital. Maybe there’s one at your house, too."

When they reached a cell, Qin Ya’s gaze condensed. He had locked onto the test subject for his Elixir. He walked straight in, glanced at the old man whose flesh and blood were constantly regenerating, and then said to the Prison Guard, "Leave this to me. You can step down for now."

The Prison Guard was somewhat surprised to hear this, but when he saw Fang Tianzheng nod from the side, he hesitated for a moment before stepping aside, a hint of disdain in his brow.

’Hmph, I’ve been interrogating him for so long with no results. I refuse to believe a mere King like you has the ability to make a prisoner talk.’

"What’s this? A sudden change of personnel?"

The short, stout old man’s lips curled slightly, revealing a hint of mockery.

He had been tortured for so long without the slightest waver in his heart. Could a sudden switch to a mere King really make him spill the truth? Ridiculous.

"I saw you when I was here last time. Your name is Jin Huang."

"Hehe, that’s right. This old man is indeed the Sovereign of Longevity, Jin Huang!"

Qin Ya smiled faintly. A stream of Qi Force gathered at his fingertip and suddenly slashed down. SCHLICK! Flesh and blood splattered. A large chunk of flesh was instantly gouged from the short, stout old man’s right shoulder, and blood gushed out like a spring, forming a puddle.

Seeing this, the previous Prison Guard couldn’t help but sneer.

He had used this method countless times. If it were effective, they would have already annihilated the so-called Longevity Sect. Why would they need to go to so much trouble?

SIZZLE SIZZLE SIZZLE...

Jin Huang just gave a disdainful smile. A bloody mist then rose from the wound on his right shoulder, and the bowl-sized gash healed completely in the span of a breath.

"Kid, I thought you had some special trick up your sleeve. Is that all you’ve got?"

Qin Ya didn’t reply. He looked at the fully healed wound with a trace of surprise in his eyes and inwardly praised, ’Tsk, what a truly marvelous Secret Skill.’

With a flip of his hand, a pink Elixir appeared.

"Today, you’ll be my first test subject."