Chapter 258: Chapter 257: Someone Else’s Secret, Your Own Life

"You’re pretty fast..."

Watching Wu Chen end the fight in a single exchange, Sun Yuting could only resentfully sheathe her blade.

Wu Chen chuckled lightly. "Just a Mid Stage and a Late Stage Blood Coagulation Realm. It would be a problem if I *couldn’t* take them down in one move."

After speaking, he glanced at the group of beggars a short distance away, who were still in a daze.

Then, his gaze fell upon the two limp figures at his feet.

Two days ago in Water Town, because Sun Yuting had been marked and couldn’t act freely, he had no choice but to kill the Blood Evil demonic practitioner who arrived with the Tiger Demon.

As a result, after that battle, all he learned was that the disappearances in Cold Rain City were related to the Blood Slaughter Sect and the Blood Palace behind it.

He knew nothing else.

Tonight, he hadn’t killed them immediately. He had captured two fairly strong demonic practitioners alive, obviously intending to interrogate them for information.

Wu Chen released his grip.

The two demonic practitioners, who had long since fainted from the tyrannical aura that had flooded them from the crown of their heads, immediately collapsed to the ground.

Wu Chen first untied the storage pouches from their waists and took them. Before waking the two up, he looked at Sun Yuting and asked:

"How much do you know about the Blood Palace?"

"..."

Sun Yuting pondered for a moment. She had actually already guessed that the Blood Palace, not the Blood Slaughter Sect, was most likely the one causing trouble in Cold Rain City. After all, just the involvement of a Tiger Demon was too significant a move for the latter.

But in response to Wu Chen’s question, she could only shake her head.

"I don’t know much about the Blood Palace. It’s all just superficial knowledge. You probably already know everything I could tell you."

"Besides, matters concerning the Blood Palace are handled by the Cloud Pattern Captains, and even they don’t know much..."

Hearing this, Wu Chen nodded slightly. He said nothing more, nor did he show any disappointment.

After all, if she really knew something, given her personality, she would have spilled the beans like pouring beans from a bamboo tube after they killed the Tiger Demon.

Besides, the Blood Palace had always been mysterious, its background and power unfathomable, and it was an entity capable of confronting the Demon Suppression Bureau and even the Great Yun Dynasty head-on.

Wu Chen estimated that even the Great Yun Dynasty likely had very few records on the Blood Palace.

So, it was understandable that Sun Yuting didn’t know more detailed information.

Wu Chen’s gaze fell upon the two demonic practitioners on the ground again, and he struck out with his hands without mercy.

SLAP! SLAP!

A gentle aura brushed across the two demonic practitioners’ cheeks. The frantic energy within them immediately vanished, and they instantly regained consciousness.

Recalling the previous scene, fear flooded their eyes. They knew they had run into a tough one tonight; they might very well lose their lives here.

’Escape!’

At this thought, the two twisted their bodies, trying to struggle to their feet, but their round, crimson source of power was covered in a layer of white frost, making it impossible to mobilize even a shred of Qi and Blood.

’Can’t escape!’

Their bodies refused to obey. They could only lie on the ground like heaps of mud, struggling to lift their heads to look at the cold-faced young man before them.

They heard the young man’s icy voice say:

"First, tell me how to remove the marks you placed on these people."

Hearing this, one of the demonic practitioners immediately yelled:

"Brat, do you have any idea who you’re messing with?!"

"Let us go right now, or you’ll regret it!"

Faced with the shouting, the young man didn’t get angry. He chuckled. "It’s the Blood Palace, isn’t it? Am I wrong?"

"..."

When Wu Chen instantly exposed their identity, the two men on the ground fell silent.

They exchanged a look, knowing that their operation had likely been exposed. The man with the higher cultivation level said in a low voice:

"You don’t need to do anything about the marks. They will dissipate on their own within three days, or after being summoned twice."

Wu Chen nodded. This matched what happened with the mark on Sun Yuting’s forehead.

At the time, however, he had assumed the mark disappeared because he had killed the Tiger Demon.

"Very good. Let’s move on to the next question."

He looked at the two, a smile on his face. "What is your Blood Palace plotting by abducting the people of Cold Rain City?"

This was what Wu Chen wanted to know most.

’Once I get the answer...’

’If it’s a small matter, I’ll handle it myself.’

’If it’s too big, I’ll have Sun Yuting send a message to dispatch the Demon Suppression Guards.’

In any case, it would mean the affair in Cold Rain City was nearing its end.

"..."

But for the two demonic practitioners, this was the most fatal question.

They could either answer honestly, which would be a betrayal of the Blood Palace, or refuse to answer, in which case the outcome was obvious: they wouldn’t live through the night.

So the two of them fell silent for a moment, an intense struggle raging within them. They swallowed hard, trying to suppress the panic in their hearts.

"..."

Wu Chen didn’t press them. He just waited silently, refraining from using any forceful methods right away. That would make him seem too impatient and give them an opportunity to exploit.

After about the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the one with the higher cultivation level seemed to have made up his mind. He looked up at the young man with a smirk.

"If I talk, will you let me live?"

Wu Chen nodded, his expression firm. "Of course."

The plot belonged to the Blood Palace; their lives were their own.

So it was only reasonable for them to ask for a way out, and Wu Chen had no reason to refuse.

The demonic practitioner shook his head. "Your words alone are no guarantee. I don’t trust you, and I definitely can’t beat you..."

Just now, the young man had taken them both down in a single exchange. The feeling of being completely powerless had filled them with despair.

So, he guessed that his opponent must be in the Leakless Realm, a first-rate expert.

’Faced with someone of that realm, even if he let me run for a quarter of an hour, he’d probably still catch up to me!’

"Your worries are not without reason."

Wu Chen nodded with a light chuckle, then pointed to the young woman beside him and said:

"But this is simple enough. Place a mark on this young woman. If I don’t let you go afterward, you can refine her on the spot!"

"How does that sound?"

Sun Yuting: "..."

The two demonic practitioners: "..."

The two demonic practitioners had, of course, noticed the other person’s presence from the start. They knew perfectly well that the young man and the young woman were together, and that they were both targeting the Blood Palace.

And their opponent was incredibly strong.

In that case, his identity was obvious.

’The Demon Suppression Bureau!’

’A Cloud Pattern Captain!’

’But for the sake of learning the Blood Palace’s secrets... have the Demon Suppression Bureau’s methods become this ruthless?’

’To just casually throw away one of their own comrades!’

’Just who are the real demonic practitioners here?!’

Facing Sun Yuting’s reproachful gaze, Wu Chen gave an awkward smile.

But soon, his smile vanished. His expression turned cold as he looked at the two men before him.

BOOM!

A sound like muffled thunder exploded from within his body. A monumental pressure instantly unfurled from him, crashing down on the two men on the ground like a collapsing sky.

"PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!"

The two were pinned to the ground by the immense pressure, spitting mouthfuls of blood. Under the crushing aura, their skin, muscles, and bones began to visibly crack and split.

Tiny, spiderweb-like cracks began to spread across their skin, inch by inch.

In moments, the two of them would be reduced to a pile of bloody sludge.

"I forgot to remind you."

Wu Chen lowered his gaze, his voice icy. "You don’t have a choice."

"Either answer me honestly, and I’ll give you a quick death."

"Or you can be tough, keep your mouths shut, and let me slowly torture you to death."

"Of course, you can also bet that I’m in a good mood and might let you go after I get my answers."

After speaking, Wu Chen fell silent, quietly waiting for their decision.

SSSHHH! SSSHHH! SSSHHH!

The sound of their skin tearing continued.

Lying on the ground, their internal sources of power were suppressed by the icy aura, rendering them immobile. They could only let their bodies be torn apart, bit by bit.

The flesh and bone beneath their skin fared no better, feeling as if they were being ground to dust by a millstone.

The process was not only excruciatingly painful, but their perception of it was also exceptionally clear. The agony from every inch of dissolving flesh drilled into their minds.

But even worse than the pain was the sensation of their lives slipping away, bit by bit.

This plunged the two of them into a state of immense panic.

’But betraying the Blood Palace... To hell with it, my life is my own!’

"I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!"

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, the two men screamed in terror.

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