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Qin Xu brought two criminals to the prison.

In the interrogation room, he lifted his feet and sat on the interrogation seat.

"Please invite Lord Feng here."

"yes."

After a while, Feng Xianyi was placed in a small formation.

Qin Xu was amazed.

The torture methods in this world of immortal cultivation are all different.

There are all kinds of punishments in the small formation, such as lightning, fire, water torture, and freezing.

But it's still a bit too monotonous.

Feng Xianyi was a little disdainful there.

He himself was from the Ministry of Justice and knew all of this very well. Moreover, there was an ancestor at home who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

"Sir Qin, I advise you not to be someone's pawn. We are officials in the same court, and it is best for you, me, and everyone else to be happy."

"Master Feng doesn't seem to care about the punishment?"

"Master Qin, you are still young. This case is very complicated."

"Deep water is good. Big fish can only be found in deep water."

"You are stubborn and unrepentant. There is no point in talking to you. It's a pity to waste your cultivation."

Qin Xu's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

"I hate it most when people threaten me!"

"Come here, take Lord Feng's family members to the prison for interrogation. Let's first go through all the torture methods used by the Ministry of Justice."

"Sir, this is inappropriate." The bailiff looked at Feng Xianyi and said with some resistance.

Qin Xu didn't say much, and a talisman appeared in his hand, with the seal of the Holy Emperor on it.

"The Holy Emperor has granted permission. There are no taboos. Go ahead and do what you want. If you don't get anything out of me, do it again. If you still can't get anything out of me, then you can try these torture methods."

"Yes, yes, I'll do it right away, I'm sure I can find out something."

Feng Xianyi sat cross-legged in the formation with no expression on his face.

Obviously, as Qin Xu thought, such a cultivator is determined, and threatening his family is probably of no use.

"Lord Feng doesn't care about the lives of his family members at all."

"Hmph, kid."

"You are so tough. I admire monks like you."

After saying this, he smiled at Zou Wanming and Guan Zhengyan.

With a flip of his hand, a spiritual flying sword appeared in his hand.

He walked slowly to Feng Xianyi, stood behind him and said.

"I have been interested in the meridians of monks for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xianyi shuddered.

The icy tip of the flying sword slid left and right across the back of his neck, very casually.

"What a pity! I have searched for it on many monks' corpses but have never found it. It was my master who told me that only living people can see the existence of meridians."

"Ever since then, I have been looking forward to meeting a monk who can cooperate with me."

"Cut the skin open little by little, and then look for the meridians inside."

"Sir Feng will definitely not reject me, right?"

"Put aside your bluffing tricks, this is what I left behind."

Qin Xu did not refute, and used the magic sword to cut Feng Xianyi's arm bit by bit.

He searched around in the cut with the tip of the sword.

Feng Xianyi gritted his teeth and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Hey, I still haven't seen it. How about we take a look at what the golden elixir looks like?"

Qin Xu came to Feng Xianyi.

Looking down at him.

Feng Xianyi was a little panicked, because this was the result of his many years of practice.

He still has a bright future.

If this young man really destroyed him, what would it matter even if the family killed Qin Xu afterwards?

He never doubted whether his family was strong enough to do it.

He now has doubts whether he can see that day, so he needs time.

"Wait a moment!"

The tip of the sword stopped.

"Master Qin, you and I are colleagues after all, so it's better to leave a way out for each other."

Qin Xu said nothing, and the tip of his sword continued to move forward.

"Okay, okay, if you want to know something, just ask me and I can tell you!"

"Who ordered that special envoy?"

Feng Xianyi thought about it and decided to mention two people of high status, so as to attract the attention of the big shots.

"I don't know who ordered this, but Song Changqing, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, and Yan Wenrong, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, should know something..."

Before he could finish, his thought was that these two were both high-ranking and powerful people in the seven departments.

He thought that even if he told these two people, Qin Xu would not be able to do anything to them and could only question them at most.

At the same time, it also reflects his situation indirectly.

It’s time for those Nascent Soul ancestors who are still outside to take action.

This guy is a ruthless person.

But Qin Xu had completely different ideas from him.

What he cares about is whether you speak. As for who you speak to, as long as it is not the Holy Emperor, anyone else will do.

Even those in the Nascent Soul stage are fine. At worst, he can just ask the Ninth Prince for permission.

Qin Xu had no regrets at all. He collected the magic sword and left the cell with the bailiff and the other two criminals.

"Lock up Lord Feng and his family."

"yes."

To him, Feng Xianyi's greatest value is speaking.

Now it's the turn of the two behind you.

After finding an empty cell, Qin Xu said to the two of them with a smile.

"You two, I won't say much. Who do you suspect is involved in the assassination of the prince? Name two names. You just saw it. Don't make it difficult for me."

Zou Wanming and Guan Zhengyan looked extremely ugly.

They probably guessed what Qin Xu was thinking.

Taking them to watch the interrogation of Feng Xianyi was for this moment.

Looking at the two of them, no one spoke.

Qin Xu advised warmly.

"Just mention two names, even if they are people you don't like or have a grudge against."

"I can report to you so that you can rest here."

"These are all games between big shots. We are all in a difficult situation, so why not let them play king against king, check against check?"

"Don't feel any pressure, just say two names, and you won't be embarrassed anymore."

Qin Xu advised earnestly, and his tone was completely different from the vicious look he had just used towards Feng Xianyi.

Like the devil's whisper.

Lord Qin is right. It's all the big guys' game, and we are taking the blame. Now, just by mentioning two names, they can get away with it.

What’s more, it was the kid from the Feng family who said it first.

They are also forced to do so, aren't they?

There should be a bigger figure to pull him down, so that monks like them who are supposed to take the blame will be much safer.

As for the later accounts, go find Feng Xianyi.

If he hadn't failed to hold the bottom line, would they have been broken through so easily?

And they were the last to say it.

After preparing myself mentally, I uttered two names.

They are all minister-level figures.

Qin Xu was very satisfied with the two of them.

"Have a good rest, both of you."

He returned to the lobby of the Ministry of War, directly presented the Holy Emperor's order, and arranged for the monks of the Ministry of War to summon the six people to the lobby of the Ministry of War.

He cannot directly imprison officials above the level of vice minister; he needs to seek imperial approval.

But it doesn't matter, he has another way.

Please invite a few ministers to have tea.

Just arrest everyone around them and then investigate.

If we talk about it, those people in the jail just now will have to confess something.

Then these people have to find out something.

It doesn’t matter whether it is related to the assassination of the Ninth Prince or not, the key is to investigate.

He didn't believe that a minister at this level could be as innocent as snow.

As long as there is something to do, it's fine. If there is anything to do, just hand it over to the authorities to deal with it.

Before anyone comes to stop it, take down a few high-ranking officials first so that you can explain to the Ninth Prince, and then you can think of a way to get some spirit stones.

In his eyes, these sinful cultivators are more than just sinful cultivators.

Leaning on the newly replaced table in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice, he became a little worried. Could the cells of the Ministry of Justice accommodate so many monks?