Over the past few hundred years, hundreds of demon cultivators have fallen into Shen Qi's hands, but only five people have been able to truly benefit from the Eighteen Needles of Mercy, and Jin Wen is the sixth one.
It’s not that Jin Wen’s harm is comparable to those of the evil cultivators, but Jin Wen is cautious and calm by nature. It is not easy to get enough information from him. What’s more, this matter is related to the future development of the Shen family. If Shen Qi doesn’t find out thoroughly, how can he feel at ease?
After all, he still had five months until he left.
Time waits for no one.
Under such circumstances, Jin Wencai was fortunate enough to enjoy the Eighteen Needles of Compassion.
When performing the Eighteen Needles of Compassion, the movements cannot be fast. The other party must deeply feel the pain brought by each needle. Only in this way can the best effect be achieved. Therefore, Shen Qi will only insert one needle every minute.
Jin Wen was locked in an iron chair. He opened his mouth and roared loudly, because only in this way could he slightly relieve the pain he was suffering. His body was struggling with all his might, and even the iron chair welded to the ground showed signs of loosening. His locked limbs were also covered with blood.
These were all the results of Jin Wen's desperate struggle, but unfortunately the iron chair that locked him up was also specially made. Even if Jin Wen had some skills, he couldn't break free.
His struggle only caused more wounds on his body, but the pain caused by these wounds was far less than that caused by the Eighteen Needles of Mercy.
When Shen Qi saw Jin Wen's reaction, he did not stop his movements at all and slowly inserted the fifth silver needle.
This time, Jin Wen's reaction was even stronger. He almost sat up from his chair. His eyes were red and he roared like a wild beast. Unfortunately, his screams could not be heard and Shen Qi had no intention of stopping.
According to Shen Qi's understanding of the Eighteen Needles of Compassion, the first eight needles only bring physical pain, which will to a large extent cause extremely serious psychological trauma to the prisoner, but will not cause mental trauma, especially for practitioners like Jin Wen. However, starting from the ninth needle, this pain will penetrate into the bone marrow, not only causing extremely serious pain to Shen Qi, but also affecting the spirit. Even if the acupuncture is stopped at this time, the prisoner's spirit may suffer irreversible damage.
Therefore, the standard Shen Qi set for Jin Wen was eight needles. As for whether Jin Wen could endure this pain, it was not a problem that Shen Qi cared about. Anyway, as long as Jin Wen did not die, it was fine.
There is a reason for doing this. Only by letting Jin Wen experience the despair brought by this extreme pain can he be afraid of Shen Qi and dare not have any thoughts of opposing Shen Qi. Only then can he ensure that Jin Wen tells everything he knows.
After the sixth needle was inserted, Jin Wen was almost going berserk, and his arms were obviously deformed. In order to break free from the restraints of the iron chair, his arms were even broken. It can be seen how unbearable this pain was.
After the seventh needle was inserted, Jin Wen spat out a mouthful of blood and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Fortunately, Shen Qi was prepared and released spiritual energy in advance to block the blood that Jin Wen spat out.
After the eighth injection, Jin Wen's body had completely lost control and he collapsed into a chair. It was not that Jin Wen did not want to struggle, but the pain had exceeded the limit of his body, leaving him unable to struggle and he could only silently endure this endless pain.
At this moment, Jin Wen had only one feeling: every day was like a year!
Shen Qi leisurely pulled out the ninth silver needle. Although Jin Wen was unable to move, his eyes were full of pleading, begging Shen Qi to stop and not torture him anymore.
Shen Qi pretended to see Jin Wen's eyes, waved his right hand, and asked, "Want to say something?"
Under extreme pain and torture, Jin Wen could no longer make any sound and could only nod vigorously, but the action of nodding was very non-standard. Only Shen Qi had experience and could tell that Jin Wen was nodding. Then he retracted the ninth silver needle and gently clapped his right hand. Four silver needles flew out of Jin Wen's body, but the remaining four silver needles were still stuck in Jin Wen's body.
These four silver needles will continue to make Jin Wen feel pain, constantly reminding him how terrible Shen Qi's methods are, while at the same time not affecting Jin Wen's movements and thinking, allowing him to answer Shen Qi's questions.
If Jin Wen wanted to end this pain as soon as possible, he had to quickly answer all the questions raised by Shen Qi. The more he hesitated, the greater the pain he would suffer.
Shen Qi still looked unhurried. He wiped the silver needle clean in front of Jin Wen and placed it in the needle bag. Then he returned to the seat opposite Jin Wen and asked, "What is your purpose in bringing so many people into Kunshan?"
Jin Wen didn't dare to hide it and just wanted to end this pain as soon as possible.
"A few days ago, I received a message from Wu Qiang. He said he had something important to discuss with me, but he was trapped in Kunshan and couldn't get out, so he asked me to come find him."
Shen Qi frowned. "Jin Wen, I'm warning you one last time. Don't play tricks. Tell me everything you know. Don't wait for me to ask you bit by bit. This is the first time your answer hasn't satisfied me. If it happens again, I'll make you feel even more pain!"
Jin Wen's body trembled involuntarily twice, and he said hurriedly, "Originally, I didn't need to send so many people here, but Wu Qiang said that there are monsters rampant in Kunshan, and you might appear, so I brought all the practitioners of the Jin family here."
"Our Jin family has been in contact with Wu Qiang for a long time. We know he is a demon cultivator, but his cultivation is very advanced. We are no match for him. If we don't do what he wants, our Jin family will definitely be in trouble."
Shen Qi snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and a silver needle fell into his hand. Before Jin Wen could speak, the silver needle pierced into Jin Wen's body. Jin Wen's face changed again, and his limbs began to twitch.
"Your answer doesn't satisfy me. This is your punishment! What I want to know is, will your Jin family really obey Wu Qiang's orders completely just because he has a high level of cultivation? I have demonstrated strength far exceeding Wu Qiang's, so why don't you listen to me?"
Jin Wen endured the intense pain and said loudly: "I didn't know you were so powerful before. If I knew, I would never let the Jin family get involved!"
Shen Qi sneered, "Your Jin family is the heir of the Pokong Sect, which was destroyed by a demon cultivator. Yet you obeyed the orders of a demon cultivator. Do you think I will believe your excuse?"
As he spoke, Shen Qi took out another silver needle. Seeing this, Jin Wen subconsciously shook his head, "No! No! Don't! I'll tell you everything! The reason I obeyed Wu Qiang's orders is because my father was controlled by a demon cultivator, and that demon cultivator has a close relationship with Wu Qiang!"
A smile appeared on Shen Qi's lips, and he slowly put the needle back.
"Wouldn't it be okay if you had said that earlier?"
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