25: Chapter 25 The Mystery of the Black Knife, High-Ranking Officials Imprisoned!

Section C cell.

In the dim and damp corridor, new prisoners wearing heavy cangues made a deafening noise.

Chen Ran carried two huge wooden buckets and walked in with a swaying gait.

The buckets were filled with sour and foul-smelling swill, with some unknown rotten vegetable leaves floating on top.

The shouting in the cells rose one after another, and the piercing sound of chains clashing was incessant.

"You lackey! Do you know who your grandfather is? How dare you lock your grandfather in such a broken place!"

"When I get out, I'll kill your whole family and skin you alive!"

A burly man with a face full of flesh grabbed the iron bars and barked at Chen Ran. A scar on his face ran from the corner of his eye to his chin, looking extremely ferocious.

Chen Ran was expressionless.

He put down the wooden bucket, picked up a long-handled wooden ladle, and scooped up a ladle of swill.

Without a word of nonsense, he splashed it accurately onto the burly man's face.

"Quiet down."

Chen Ran's tone was flat, without a trace of fluctuation.

The burly man was covered in foul-smelling swill, stunned at first, then burst into a rage.

"You're courting death!"

His thick arm suddenly stretched out from the gap in the iron bars, bringing a gust of wind, and grabbed straight at Chen Ran's throat.

Chen Ran didn't even retreat.

He flipped his wrist and used the hard wooden handle of the ladle to strike heavily on the burly man's wrist joint.

There were no fancy Moves, just pure crushing power.

The crisp sound of bone cracking was exceptionally loud in the corridor.

The burly man's wrist twisted at a strange angle. He screamed and rolled on the ground in the cell, clutching his broken hand.

The surrounding prisoners, originally noisy, suddenly became quiet like ducks whose necks had been strangled.

There was a hint of deep dread in their eyes when they looked at Chen Ran.

This was no ordinary jailer; his actions were even more ruthless than these desperate criminals.

Chen Ran couldn't be bothered to pay attention to these dregs.

He stood in place and activated his Eye of Investigation.

His gaze swept across the cells one by one.

[Target: Wang Dabiao, leader of the Flying Tiger Gang. Sin: High. Status: Irritable.]

[Target: Liu Sandao, serial killer. Sin: High. Status: Sinister.]

[Target: Chen the Blind, human trafficker in the West City. Sin: High. Status: Terrified.]

Rows of names, red to the point of turning black, flickered in Chen Ran's eyes.

Chen Ran felt joyful in his heart.

These weren't prisoners; they were all gold mines waiting to be mined.

Lin Wan had really made a big Move this time, stuffing most of the villains from the West City in here.

He carried the buckets and served food to these "gold mines" one by one.

Anyone who dared to be a troublemaker would receive a severe beating at best, or have their hands and feet broken at worst.

For these heinous criminals, Chen Ran had no psychological burden when attacking; instead, he felt as happy as weeding a field.

After a round, the participation progress in the heavenly book of prison suppression started to jump crazily.

Chen Ran seemed to hear the pleasant sound of Internal Energy being credited, and even the stench in the air became much fresher.

After feeding the beasts in Section C, Chen Ran went to the water room to wash his hands carefully.

He took out a plate of roast chicken and a pot of turbid wine from a food box in the corner of the jailer's room.

He had just bought it on the street on his way, and it was still steaming.

Carrying the food box, Chen Ran walked slowly towards the Cell Block D.

Deep in the Cell Block D.

The Red Lotus Witch Jiang Mengli was sitting cross-legged on a pile of withered grass, closing her eyes and resting.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, she didn't even lift her eyelids.

Chen Ran placed the food box in front of the iron bars.

"Time to eat."

The Cultivation Technique practiced by people of the Demonic Sect tends to be sinister and vicious.

It is naturally suppressed by this upright and peaceful aura.

The Mind-Cultivation Technique taught by Su Yuanshan has a miraculous effect on suppressing Evil Qi, but he didn't expect it to have such a huge reaction against the demonic enchantress.

Chen Ran found it amusing.

He took a step forward, approaching the iron bars.

The Internal Energy of the seventh-grade Bone Forging Realm in his body operated quietly.

The Mind-Cultivation Technique of the Noble Heart-Calming Mantra was triggered accordingly.

An invisible pressure, carrying a grand and peaceful aura, slowly emanated from Chen Ran.

Jiang Mengli's face changed slightly.

To her, that aura was like a hot branding iron approaching her skin, stinging and irritating.

Her cultivation was already sealed by the Talismanic Incantation chains, and at this moment, she was completely unable to resist the erosion of this aura.

She let out a muffled groan, and her body involuntarily retreated to the corner.

Her back pressed tightly against the cold wall.

"What are you doing! Stay away from me!"

Jiang Mengli bit her silver teeth, and her originally pale cheeks flushed with annoyance.

That high-and-mighty Saintess posture was gone.

Chen Ran looked at her like this.

The usually cold Saintess was now like a cat whose fur was standing on end.

Not only did he not retreat, but he took another half-step forward.

"Stay away? How far?"

Chen Ran's tone carried a hint of teasing.

The oppressive feeling of the Haoran righteousness became stronger, almost pressing against Jiang Mengli's face.

Jiang Mengli was furious, her chest rising and falling violently.

"You despicable jailer! Where did you learn such pedantic Cultivation Technique!"

"If it can control you, it's a good Cultivation Technique."

Chen Ran saw that it was enough and restrained his Internal Energy.

The suffocating pressure instantly dissipated.

After all, the wool has to be sheared slowly. If he really angered this witch, who would teach him Internal Skill in the future?

Jiang Mengli let out a long breath.

She glared fiercely at Chen Ran, wishing she could bite a piece of meat off him.

Her gaze moved downward.

It landed on the long blade wrapped in tattered linen at Chen Ran's waist.

The linen was somewhat loose, revealing a hilt as black as ink, covered in dark red rust.

Jiang Mengli's gaze paused.

She had spent years in the Demonic Sect, seen countless rare treasures, and had an extremely sharp eye.

"Where did you get that broken blade on your waist?"

Jiang Mengli's tone changed, carrying a hint of surprise and disbelief.

"Picked it up."

Chen Ran untied the black blade and placed it on the ground along with the scabbard.

"What? Has the Saintess of the Demonic Sect taken a fancy to this piece of scrap metal?"

Jiang Mengli sneered.

"Scrap metal? You ignorant bumpkin."

She stared at the hilt.

"If I'm not mistaken, this blade is mixed with celestial star meteorite iron."

Chen Ran stopped wiping his hands.

"celestial star meteorite iron?"

Jiang Mengli seemed to have regained some ground, her tone revealing a bit of pride.

"celestial star meteorite iron is refined from extraterrestrial meteorites. It is indestructible and extremely heavy. Any ordinary weapon mixed with a piece the size of a fingernail can cut iron like mud."

She pointed at the blade on Chen Ran's ground, a flash of regret in her eyes.

"Your blade is jet black, the rust is dark red, and even ordinary fire cannot temper it into shape. This is not a finished blade at all, but a rough embryo that has not been fully forged."

"Using a piece of peerless casting material as a broken blade is truly a waste of heaven's gifts."

Chen Ran was shocked.

No wonder this blade was so heavy, even when the Qi and blood of a seventh-grade Martial Artist were poured into it, there was no sense of stagnation.

In the mine, cutting the ghost-head blade of an eighth-grade Martial Artist in one stroke relied not only on strength but also on the absolute crushing of this material.

It turned out that he had picked up such a big bargain for a few hundred taels of silver.

He calmly re-wrapped the black blade and carried it on his back.

"Whatever meteorite iron it is, as long as it can kill people, it's fine."

Seeing Chen Ran's indifferent attitude, Jiang Mengli turned her head and ignored him.

Chen Ran pushed the food box forward.

"Eat, you'll have the strength to keep scolding after you're full."

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

Just as he walked out of the Cell Block D corridor.

An extremely noisy commotion came from the entrance of the prison.

Mixed with the muffled sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.

"You're blind! How dare you arrest this young master!"

"Where is that bitch named Lin Wan! Tell her to get out and see me!"

"When my father finds out, he will demolish this broken prison tomorrow! Kill all the men, and sell the women into the brothels!"

A young man with gorgeous clothes, disheveled hair, but a face full of ferocity was being forcibly dragged inside by two Demon Suppression Division lieutenants.

The man struggled while screaming wildly. He raised his foot and kicked the stomach of a jailer beside him fiercely, kicking the jailer back several steps.

Several jailers around did not dare to step forward to help, and they all lowered their heads, looking fearful, obviously recognizing the man's identity.

Even the two lieutenants responsible for escorting him just frowned and suppressed him forcibly, not daring to beat him.

Chen Ran stood in the shadows.

He watched the arrogant young man calmly.

The Eye of Investigation was quietly activated.

A line of striking dark red fonts appeared in Chen Ran's eyes.

[Target: Zhang Yulong]

[Sin: High (Extremely Evil)]

[Realm: Ninth-grade]

[Status: Manic]

[Life: ** official's ** son, relies on his status to commit evil, harms good women]

Chen Ran raised his eyebrows.

This woman Lin Wan is really unscrupulous, daring to stuff any gods or monsters into the prison. Having arrested the only son of such a court official, I'm afraid the days of the Six Doors will not be easy.

However, this experience baby Lin Wan is really competent, but I don't know if she can withstand the pressure after arresting so many people.

The gorgeously dressed man struggled for a long time, and after seeing Chen Ran's figure in the distance, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey, you little jailer, come over here!"