341: They stripped the roof beams bare and hung them up! That interrogation was incredibly professional!

Looking at the several Aristocratic Wastrels on the ground, snot and tears flowing as they kowtowed like pounding garlic, Su Wuchang felt a wave of boredom.

[Is that all?]

[These are the so-called "Core Guardians"?]

[They can't even take one slap from me. What a waste of emotion.]

He shook his head, and his evaluation of the Xuantian Immortal Sect dropped a few more points in his heart.

It seemed that these Sects from the Upper Realm were nothing more than empty shells, and the running dogs they cultivated were so weak.

However, even a mosquito, no matter how small, is still meat.

Since this was a task assigned by the Boss, it had to be completed perfectly.

“Hmph, you know how to beg for mercy now? Too late!”

Su Wuchang snorted coldly, completely ignoring their cries.

He waved a hand at the Su Family Disciples behind him and issued a cold command: “Strip all their clothes off and hang them from the rafters! Interrogate them one by one!”

“Yes! Brother Wu Chang!”

Upon hearing this, several male Su Family Disciples showed excited smiles, rolled up their sleeves, and rushed forward.

“Ah! No!”

“Sir, we'll tell you everything, just don't take our clothes off!”

“Help!”

Inside the private room, heart-wrenching screams and the sound of cloth tearing soon echoed.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

On the rafters of the Qingfeng Tower's Heaven Character Number One Room, a neat row of pale “Preserved Meats” was hung.

The Aristocratic Youths who had just been so arrogant were now completely naked, tied with special ropes, and hung upside down in mid-air. They were all mortified and wished they could die, yet they trembled with fear.

Su Xiaoxiao, Su Yueling, and the other Female Cultivators had already turned away in tacit understanding, their pretty faces full of disgust.

Su Wuchang didn't care at all. From his Storage Ring, he actually pulled out a set of seemingly “professional” interrogation tools—a Thunder Light Long Whip, a basin of icy water radiating cold Qi, and a wooden box containing various bottles and jars.

He even took out a blank Jade Slip and a runic pen, preparing to take “Interrogation Notes.”

This sight made the livers and guts of the hanging wastrels split, and they nearly peed themselves on the spot.

This... where did this Living King Yama come from!

What kind of terrifying existence had they provoked!

Su Wuchang moved a chair, sat down grandly, and cracked the Thunder Light Long Whip in his hand.

He looked up at the fat man closest to him and asked coldly: “Name, Family, cultivation base, and what position do you hold in the Xuantian Immortal Sect's running dog team?”

The fat man was so scared that his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, he dared not conceal anything, spilling his secrets like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

“I... my name is Li San, I'm... I'm the Third Young Master of the Ministry of Revenue Vice Minister's Family, Ningyuan Realm... I... I'm not a running dog, I just follow Brother Wang Chao to get some benefits...”

“Still trying to be tough!”

“Snap!”

Su Wuchang flicked his wrist, and the long whip left a scorched black mark on the fat man's belly.

“Ah—!”

The fat man let out a pig-slaughtering scream, and a smell of burning permeated the air.

“I'm asking again!” Su Wuchang's voice was like a cold wind from the Nine Netherworlds. “Speak! What benefits did your Family receive for defecting to the Xuantian Immortal Sect? How do you plan to cooperate with that dog Lin Yu to deal with the Great Xia Empress?!”

This one whip completely shattered everyone's psychological defense.

They finally understood that this Red-Haired Fiend God before them truly knew everything!

And he was truly willing to kill!

“I'll talk! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!”

Another tall, thin man who was hanging, seeing the whip about to strike him, immediately screamed out.

“We... our Zhang Family has completely defected to the Envoy Sir! The Envoy Sir promised that after he takes the Empress as a concubine and controls the Great Xia Divine Dynasty, he will confer our Zhang Family as Kings of a Different Surname, with hereditary succession! He... he will also bestow Immortal Pills to help our Old Ancestor Break through to the Quasi-Emperor Realm!”

“Our Li Family too!”

“Our Zhao Family too!”

For a time, this group of wastrels scrambled to confess, terrified that if they spoke too late, the deadly whip would fall upon them.

“The Envoy Sir plans to abolish Ji Hongxue's cultivation base during tomorrow's 'Concubine Conferral Ceremony' in front of everyone in the world, making her completely a plaything! At that time, people from our various Families, ambushed among the civil and military officials, will simultaneously launch an attack, forcing the Imperial Family Old Ancestor to surrender!”

“That's right! The Envoy Sir also set up the 'Heaven Locking and Spirit Severing Grand Array' around the Imperial City. Once activated, the entire Imperial City will be sealed off, preventing anyone from entering or leaving, or transmitting messages! At that time, Ji Hongxue will be a turtle in a jar!”

“The Envoy Sir said he wants to make Ji Hongxue unable to live or die! He wants to shatter her pride bit by bit, making her understand the consequences of offending the Upper Realm!”

Su Wuchang listened while rapidly recording notes on the Jade Slip with his runic pen, his expression growing increasingly serious.

He glanced back at Su Xiaoxiao and the others, communicating with his eyes: [See, wasn't I right? This place is indeed an important enemy stronghold. Didn't I just extract the core secret?]

Su Xiaoxiao and the others also cast admiring glances at him.

Brother Wu Chang, Awesome!

After a round of “professional” interrogation, Su Wuchang had grasped most of the conspiracy involving the Xuantian Immortal Sect and these traitorous Families.

He satisfactorily put away his “Interrogation Notes,” stood up, and sneered at the group of dying wastrels.

“Very good, the intelligence you provided is very valuable.”

Upon hearing this, the group of wastrels showed relief at having survived the ordeal.

However, Su Wuchang's next words instantly plunged them into an endless abyss.

“As a reward, I shall send you... on your way.”

He waved a hand at the Su Family Disciples behind him.

“Clean up the mess, leave no one behind.”

“Yes!”

The mournful screams were soon swallowed by the darkness of the Qingfeng Tower night.