41: Chapter 41 Wang Yang's Changes

"Then I thank Director Chen," Pei Qingyun said gratefully.

"No need for further thanks. If it weren't for your letter, Ling Ziwen's identity as a Blood Demon Evil Servant wouldn't have been exposed so quickly. As for that fellow Wang Yang, he deserves to die even more for colluding with Ling Ziwen; his death would not be a loss," Chen Yuanba said indignantly.

In this way, the two chatted for a while longer.

The conversation mostly revolved around the matter of Ling Ziwen.

"If Ling Ziwen's trail is found again, I hope Ancestor Pei can lend me a hand," Chen Yuanba said worriedly.

"Rest assured, Director Chen, this is my duty. Actually, you needn't be too anxious. If it weren't for the Blood Demon Evasion Technique being so bizarre, Ling Ziwen wouldn't have been able to escape. Although we didn't catch him this time, we didn't come away empty-handed. From what I know, the Blood Demon Evasion Technique is not an ordinary Cultivation Technique, but a Forbidden Art," Pei Qingyun said slowly.

"A Forbidden Art! Right, how could I have almost forgotten that?" Chen Yuanba's eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

A Forbidden Art is not a traditional Cultivation Technique; rather, it is more like a Secret Technique.

It can enhance a certain aspect of a Martial Artist to some extent. However, it also causes severe damage to the user's body.

Although the two didn't know the price Ling Ziwen paid for using the Blood Demon Evasion Technique, after being pursued by them and using it frequently, his injuries must be severe.

But in the next second, Chen Yuanba's expression darkened again. "Even if he used a Forbidden Art and is heavily injured, if he is determined to hide and recover, finding his trail won't be easy."

"Finding him proactively is naturally difficult, but we don't need to look for him proactively."

"Not looking for him? Do you mean we should wait for him to come to us?" Chen Yuanba looked at Pei Qingyun in confusion.

"Exactly," Pei Qingyun smiled.

Hearing this, Chen Yuanba became even more confused.

Ling Ziwen coming to them voluntarily? Unless he had lost his mind.

Seeming to see Chen Yuanba's confusion, Pei Qingyun laid out his plan in full.

Afterward, the two exchanged opinions and went their separate ways.

...

By the time he returned to the base, it was already dark.

After tossing the half-dead Wang Yang to an Elder of the Pei Clan, Pei Qingyun returned to his room.

Recalling everything that happened today, Pei Qingyun felt extremely exhausted.

First, Wang Yang had attacked, and then Ling Ziwen's identity as a Blood Demon Evil Servant was revealed.

Luckily, Chen Yuanba arrived in time; otherwise, he might not have been able to defeat Ling Ziwen after the latter used the Forbidden Art.

Along with the danger, the harvest was also significant.

With Wang Yang falling into his hands, the first great mountain blocking the Pei Clan's path in Wuyang County had completely collapsed.

The next day.

Early in the morning.

Before Pei Qingyun had even gotten out of bed, he heard the discussions of the Pei Clan members.

"Ancestor is truly incredible. He even captured Wang Yang, a Five-Viscera Martial Artist, alive. I really don't know how he did it."

"Tell me about it. Seeing Ancestor carrying Wang Yang back last night completely stunned me. At the time, I thought I was hallucinating and rubbed my eyes over and over. I rubbed them until they were almost swollen, but the scene didn't change."

"But seriously, Wang Yang, the former head of the Wang family, is in a truly pitiful state. He's been screaming since last night and only stopped this morning. In just one night, his hair turned white, and he lost dozens of pounds. He looks miserable. I wonder what happened yesterday for him to suddenly end up like this."

"Could Wang Yang's condition be because Ancestor used some special method? This is too terrifying."

"Don't gossip about Ancestor's affairs. If he hears you, he'll punish you by making you clean the latrines."

...

Hearing the discussions outside, Pei Qingyun walked out of his room.

As soon as they saw Pei Qingyun, the chatter stopped abruptly, and they respectfully greeted him.

"Good morning, Ancestor."

"Good morning, Ancestor."

...

After responding with a few words, Pei Qingyun walked toward the small hut where Wang Yang was being held.

Knowing Wang Yang's importance, Pei Tianlin didn't feel comfortable assigning anyone else and personally stood guard all night.

Martial Artists are not ordinary people, so staying up all night didn't have much of an impact.

Seeing Pei Qingyun's arrival, Pei Tianlin immediately reported Wang Yang's situation.

"Since last night, Wang Yang's state hasn't been normal; he's been shouting and screaming. At first, I suspected he might be faking it. But seeing his appearance, it didn't seem like an act. So, I personally examined his body and found that his Qi and blood have been constantly draining, as if being devoured by some kind of power."

"From last night until now, his Qi and blood have dropped by a full ten percent."

Hearing this, Pei Qingyun frowned and placed his hand on Wang Yang's chest.

In the next moment, he felt the Qi and blood within Wang Yang's body draining, and the speed was not slow.

At this rate of depletion, unless something changed, Wang Yang wouldn't survive more than five days.

Pei Qingyun had always wanted Wang Yang dead, but for him to die like this felt very eerie.

So, he recalled the details of yesterday's battle.

Wang Yang ending up like this seemed to be the work of Ling Ziwen.

He just didn't know if Wang Yang himself was aware of it.

Looking at the unconscious Wang Yang, Pei Qingyun directly slapped him twice.

Following a violent jolt, Wang Yang woke up from his coma.

But as soon as he woke, Wang Yang clutched his chest and began to scream in pain again.

"Why have you become like this?" Pei Qingyun asked.

"Ah!"

Wang Yang didn't respond, rolling around on the ground incessantly.

After an unknown amount of time, the room suddenly became quiet.

At that moment, Wang Yang stopped screaming and weakly pleaded.

"Please... kill me, kill... me."

"Kill... me."

"I will kill you, but not now. Tell me, why did you become like this?" Pei Qingyun looked directly at Wang Yang, his eyes devoid of any pity.

Wang Yang ending up like this was entirely his own doing.

However, Pei Qingyun had no interest in torturing Wang Yang.

But with Wang Yang suddenly turning out like this, if the cause wasn't investigated thoroughly, he would feel somewhat uneasy.

"I don't... know. I really... don't know. Just kill me! Please... kill me!"

"Think back carefully. Did you Cultivate any technique Ling Ziwen gave you, or eat anything he provided? If you remember, tell me immediately. As long as you speak the truth, I will grant you release. Otherwise, you will continue to suffer like this until you die," Pei Qingyun said expressionlessly.

Having said his piece, Pei Qingyun walked out of the small hut.

"Tianlin, I'll have to trouble you to keep watching over him. I'm going to the Evil Suppression Bureau to see if there are any clues. If he has anything to confess, wait until I return."

"Understood," Pei Tianlin nodded.

It wasn't until Pei Qingyun left that he slowly withdrew his gaze.