66: Xuan Yangzi's Vision

A sliver of moonlight leaked through the hole at the top of the stone prison, illuminating the two figures in green robes outside the Formation's light barrier.

The left figure's sleeve was embroidered with the flowing cloud pattern of Qingyun Peak, and the moonlight outlined his slightly raised chin; it was none other than Xuan Yangzi, the Sect Master of Azure Profound Sect.

The right figure's spiritual Qi was as contained as a deep pool; it was Gu Changge, the Purple Bamboo Peak Lord.

The twelve people in the stone prison instantly fell silent, even their breathing grew lighter.

Wang Daolong stared intently at Xuan Yangzi, his Adam's apple bobbing: "Sect... Sect Master? How did you come here?"

Xuan Yangzi ignored him, his gaze sweeping over everyone, as if looking at a group of clowns: "Why aren't you chatting anymore? Weren't you quite lively just now? Continue."

Liu Xian, huddled in the corner, looked at Gu Changge behind Xuan Yangzi, and suddenly remembered something: "You are the Purple Bamboo Peak Lord?"

Gu Changge nodded faintly, then lightly tapped his fingertip.

The stone walls of the prison suddenly lit up, and the identities of the twelve people unfolded like a scroll—

The spiritual Qi imprint of Wang Daolong's secret letter with the Burning Heaven Palace, the Pill Formula Liu Xian transmitted to the Jade Clarity Sect, Zhang Meng secretly passing information about newly recruited Disciples to the Formation Breaking Sect... Even Sun Hao's Po Zhen Sect token hidden in his boot was clearly visible.

"This..."

Sun Hao's eyes widened: "You even found this out?"

"Otherwise?"

Xuan Yangzi sneered, his gaze like a blade scraping across Wang Daolong.

"Elder Wang, you've been in the Enforcement Hall for many years, taking thesalary of my Azure Profound Sect, yet you act as a dog for the Burning Heaven Palace. How does that taste?"

Wang Daolong's face turned pale, his lips trembling, unable to speak.

"And you, Liu Xian."

Xuan Yangzi turned to the Dan Ding Peak steward, "My Dan Ding Peak treated you well. Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"

Liu Xian buried his head even lower, not daring to look directly at Xuan Yangzi.

Zhang Meng suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse: "Sect Master, we admit defeat. But may I ask how you plan to deal with us?"

Xuan Yangzi's anger intensified: "You ungrateful wretches! My Azure Profound Sect treated you well, yet you repaid kindness with enmity!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he got, punching and kicking everyone.

Wang Daolong and the other two suddenly felt a sense of familiarity wash over them; it turned out that the Sect Master was the one who had been beating them every day before.

Looking at everyone's bruised and swollen faces, Xuan Yangzi was still not appeased, wishing he could kill all of them.

Betraying the Sect was a capital offense. If it weren't for the fact that Soul-Seizing Technique could turn them into loyal followers, he would have sent them to meet their great-grandmothers long ago.

Xuan Yangzi glared at everyone, still wanting to continue his assault!

Gu Changge glanced at the moonlight and said calmly: "Senior Brother, stop wasting words on them. Let's get this done."

Xuan Yangzi nodded, raised his hand, and sent out twelve golden patterns, which sank into each person's glabella.

It was precisely the secret art of Soul-Seizing Technique that Gu Changge had just taught him.

"Ugh ah—"

Sun Hao was the first to let out a muffled groan, his eyes gradually clearing yet revealing a strange obedience, as if an invisible shackle had been added to his heart.

In an instant, the others were also controlled, and their eyes showed a reverence that was almost instinctive.

They suddenly knelt before Xuan Yangzi with a "thud" and kowtowed: "Master! We are willing to serve you as your humble servants!"

Xuan Yangzi now felt that with just a slight thought, he could control the life and death of the people before him. Even if he ordered them to bark like dogs on the spot, they would do so without hesitation. This sense of control made him feel utterly comfortable.

"Each of you, slap yourselves ten times," Xuan Yangzi commanded.

As soon as his words fell, the sound of "slap, slap, slap" rose and fell.

Sun Hao slapped himself the hardest, his slaps on his face sounding like smacking watermelons. After ten slaps, both his cheeks were swollen like two red apples, with clear five-finger marks.

Liu Xian's strength was weak. Xuan Yangzi frowned: "Haven't eaten? Hit harder!" Frightened, Liu Xian quickly gathered his strength, but he didn't control it well and slapped himself dizzy, almost falling to the ground.

Xuan Yangzi watched the scene before him with satisfaction, feeling a sudden surge of exhilaration.

He then cast Soul-Seizing Technique, carefully sifting through everyone's memories.

Fortunately, the strength of the Sect Peak Lords and the secrets of Zizhu Peak had not been leaked.

However, many Sect secrets had already been transmitted, and Xuan Yangzi's recently calmed anger was reignited, his blood boiling.

He stared at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Three days from now, you will return to your respective positions, continue to pose as the original spies, and maintain contact with the various Sects.

However, when you transmit messages, they must be reviewed by me before they can be sent out. If you dare to privately transmit even half a word, I will make you slap yourselves every day until your teeth fall out!"

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes, sir!"

Xuan Yangzi thought about the faces of these people before and still felt a bit unappeased. He pointed at them again: "Divide into two groups! Slap each other! A thousand times! Not one less!"

The twelve immediately formed two rows. Although there was hesitation as they raised their hands, they still obeyed the order.

The crisp sounds of "slap! slap! slap!" merged into one, and muffled cries of pain instantly filled the stone prison.

Sun Hao's cheeks were swollen and red from the beating, but he still gritted his teeth and raised his hand, striking Wu Xiaosan opposite him.

Wu Xiaosan, dazed, slapped back. Both of them were bleeding from the corners of their mouths, yet they continued to count: "Eighty-seven... eighty-eight..."

"While you are in there, you will slap each other a thousand times every day."

Xuan Yangzi's voice continued, carrying immense pressure.

"Don't come out until you've slapped each other for three days. Not one less."

Upon hearing this, although their bodies still instinctively resisted, they still moved according to the order.

Gu Changge looked at the twelve figures in the stone prison, slapping each other with gusto, and said calmly: "Let's go, it's time to return."

Under the moonlight, the two figures in green robes gradually receded, leaving only the faint sound of slapping from the stone prison, slowly dissipating in the night wind.

The two returned to Qingyun Peak. As soon as Xuan Yangzi sat down, he couldn't help but rub the golden patterns lingering on his fingertips, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Junior Brother Changge, this Soul-Seizing Technique is truly divine! The reverence in those people's eyes just now wasn't faked!"

He picked up the teacup and gulped down a mouthful, his tone full of amazement: "With this secret art in hand, if there are any more traitors in the Sect in the future, we can directly capture and control them. It's both effortless and secure, and we'll never have to fear information leaks again!"

Gu Changge twirled his teacup with his fingertip, smiling: "It's good if it can be used."

Xuan Yangzi, however, grew more and more excited the more he thought about it, suddenly slapping his thigh: "It's not just for dealing with traitors! Think about it—"

He leaned in a bit, lowering his voice, his eyes bright like two flames: "Can't we secretly capture some Core Disciples from other Sects?

Especially those with good talent but restless minds. If we cast this Soul-Seizing Technique on them, and send them back as undercover agents..."

"Then wouldn't the Pill Formulae of the Myriad Law Pavilion, the combat techniques of the Burning Heaven Palace, and the Formations of the Formation Breaking Sect... all be quietly obtained?"

As he spoke with enthusiasm, he actually stood up and paced, gesturing wildly: "Even better, we can also control their spies in various Sects! If we want them to send false messages, they'll send false messages. If we want them to stir up trouble, they'll stir up trouble..."

Gu Changge watched his beaming expression, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Senior Brother certainly thinks far ahead."

Xuan Yangzi then realized hisgaffe, chuckled, and sat back down, picking up his teacup to hide his excitement. He drank too quickly, however, and the tea went down the wrong pipe, making him cough until his face was red: "It's just that I got a treasure and was happy for a moment."

But the light in his eyes hadn't diminished in the slightest. He traced circles on the tabletop, clearly already calculating which Sect to target first, as if he could already see countless undercover agents diligently working in key positions within various Sects, even waking up smiling from dreams.

Gu Changge looked up at Xuan Yangzi, who was still excitedly rubbing his hands: "Now that the matter of the traitors is temporarily settled, Senior Brother, have you decided how to handle the Azure Cloud Secret Realm?"

Xuan Yangzi was pondering which Sect to target first when he suddenly slapped his forehead: "I almost forgot about such an important matter!"