83: It hurts so much

"T-t-this..."

The Fat Monk, who had walked out from the inner room with a calm and composed smile, turned pale when he saw the powerful expert he summoned being violently beaten like a toy.

Shouldn't those old fogeys of the Righteous Path first send out their Disciples to test the waters bit by bit before finally making a move?

Why did they immediately send out a Great Emperor expert? What's the point of fighting now?!

"Damn it, who exactly are you? Why does your Qi feel so familiar to me!"

The Physical Body of the Blood Shadow Clan expert was undeniably formidable; having undergone the Fusion of a massive amount of Blood Qi, it could still barely endure being rubbed into the ground by Lin Tianxuan.

"If he's that resistant to beating, then let's use all this stuff on him."

"You now have three choices: either honestly answer the questions, answer the questions after being tortured, or just die here."

As Li Haotian spoke, he pulled out a very strange red bottle containing his spiced chili powder.

As his Cultivation increased, his Physical Body was also gradually strengthening. Being someone who couldn't enjoy food without spice, Li Haotian truly found roasted meat flavorless if he didn't add chili powder.

The chili peppers eaten by ordinary people could no longer satisfy him. His appetite required specially made chili, which, besides chili, contained many Heaven And Earth Treasures—ingredients that were guaranteed to deliver extreme spiciness.

This shows just how much Li Haotian loved to eat normally.

"Torture? What methods does your Human Race possess that can torture me, let alone you, a mere Celestial?"

The man looked utterly disdainful. As a magnificent Great Emperor expert, his Physical Body was incomparably formidable, and even various torture instruments wouldn't cause him much harm—at most, a little pain.

This wasn't fatal, and if he found a chance to escape later, he could wreak havoc in the Heaven Domain. At that time, he could easily summon more Blood Shadow Clan Great Emperors. The humiliation of today could be repaid in the future; there was no problem.

Just as he was about to be moved to tears by his own fortitude, he suddenly heard a horrifying statement.

"Come, you hold him down and pull down his pants, let me rub this chili powder on him, and see his reaction."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three people present were stunned, looking at Li Haotian in disbelief. How did he come up with such a vicious and insidious method?

Before the Blood Shadow Clan expert arrived, he had considered the possibility of being besieged or chased by powerful experts from various major forces, but he never imagined being held down while chili powder was poured into a certain place!

Although killing him outright wouldn't result in his death, the problem was that the pain felt by this body was genuinely connected to his Soul.

If this body suffered inhuman torment, he would likewise experience incredibly terrifying pain.

The Fat Monk stood dumbfounded on the side, reaching out to stop them, but he was fiercely glared at by Lin Tianxuan.

He immediately shrank his neck and dared not speak again. A Great Emperor expert was not someone he could easily provoke.

Lin Tianxuan, following his master's instructions, firmly pressed the opponent onto the ground and bound him using a Magic Treasure.

"I'm giving you a chance now. You answer whatever I ask, and perhaps I'll let you go. First, what is your name?"

Li Haotian walked forward with a smile, constantly shaking the bottle in his hand.

"Hmph, I absolutely won't tell you!"

Li Haotian nodded and directly pulled off the cap of the chili powder bottle.

"No! You cannot humiliate me like this! I am a high-ranking official of the Blood Shadow Clan! Even if you capture me, you must treat me with courtesy. You cannot use..."

The man struggled desperately. The next moment, he felt an intense burning sensation erupt instantly, and his face visibly turned completely red. The spiciness of this chili was terrifying; previously, Wangcai had curiously licked a bit and immediately swelled up his tongue from the pain.

Li Haotian only dared to add a tiny bit every time he ate skewers. To dial up the intensity for this guy, he poured in half a bottle of the chili powder.

"Holy crap! Ah! You beasts! Holy crap!"

"From now on, I ask, and you answer. Once you explain everything clearly, I will help you wash this stuff off, or give you a quick end. How about it?"

Li Haotian smiled and patted the opponent's rear, then delivered a fierce kick.

At this moment, the man was nearly driven insane, a magnificent Great Emperor expert being humiliated like this.

He was a Great Emperor!

This kind of thing was simply too humiliating for him.

"Aaaah! Damn Human Race, you just wait!"

Seeing that the opponent still dared to shout, Li Haotian immediately took out some water and lightly poured a small amount onto the injured area.

Immediately, red chili water streamed down the skin. The Fat Monk watching from the side gasped sharply.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you don't talk, I'll continue."

"Hahahaha! Damn Human Race, you definitely won't get any information from me! Even if I die here today, I absolutely won't say a single word! If you have the guts, kill me!"

Hearing this, Li Haotian could only shake his head helplessly, clapping his hands as he spoke.

"Alright, it's been a long time since I encountered someone with so much backbone."

The man proudly raised his head, thinking his unwavering spirit had moved his opponent.

"Impressive, impressive. Come on, keep holding him down. I'll rub chili on him until he hurts to death."

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into a deathly silence again.

The man's expression grew increasingly ferocious, and his struggling strength intensified. He stared intently at Li Haotian with eyes that looked upon a devil.

"You wait for me! I remember you! One day I will personally chop off your head!"

The man's aura instantly became incomparably violent, as if he was about to self-destruct the next moment.

Lin Tianxuan, quick-witted and quick-handed, slapped the opponent dead.

If a Great Emperor level expert self-destructed, everything within ten thousand miles would likely turn into scorched earth.

After dealing with this guy, the two slowly turned their heads, fixing their malicious gaze on the Fat Monk.

"Now it's your turn to choose. Which of the three options do you pick? Answer whatever I ask? Or answer whatever I ask after I torture you? Or die right now?"

Li Haotian walked towards the Fat Monk with a smile, causing the latter to tremble like chaff.

The Fat Monk's expression was somewhat twisted. He had just witnessed the fate of choosing death; that guy actually intended to torture the opponent to death. Now that it was his turn to choose, he didn't want to be tortured, nor did he want to die.

"I choose to answer whatever you ask!"

The Fat Monk obediently showed a flattering smile and knelt down.

Li Haotian patted his shoulder in satisfaction and voiced his confusion.

"Tell me, what method did you use to contact the Outer Domain Race?"