When Mr. Wu saw through satellite surveillance that Shen Qi chopped off Si Jie's arms without hesitation, he was very puzzled and didn't understand why Shen Qi did that.
But when he learned from Shen Qi that Si Jie had killed at least hundreds of people over the past hundred years, and even used the souls and bodies of these hundreds of innocent victims to cast strange spells, he understood Shen Qi's thoughts.
People like Si Jie who are extremely harmful to society should be severely punished. The various punishments prescribed by the law are no longer applicable to him, and it is difficult to eliminate the hatred in people's hearts!
More than an hour later, both Si Jie and Jin Shun were brought back. Jin Shun was still unconscious due to the impact of the dark red spiritual energy, and Shen Qi had no intention of waking him up; although Si Jie was awake, he was very uncooperative. If Shen Qi had not used spiritual energy to control Si Jie's actions, he would probably cause trouble again.
After having Si Jie and Jin Shun taken away, Elder Wu asked, "Shen Qi, what are you going to do with Si Jie next?"
Shen Qi said, "According to the information conveyed by Jin Wen, Si Jie may have controlled a huge force. This force can not only contain me, but also take action against the Shen family! The demon cultivators have been quiet for many years. I suspect that they are controlled by Si Jie and Wu Qiang. They have all the demon cultivators secretly accumulating strength and are ready to take action at any time! The demon cultivators that Wu Li found last time were at most independent cultivators!"
When Old Wu heard Shen Qi's guess, he also realized the seriousness of the matter. If Si Jie really controlled a large number of demon cultivators, it would probably cause a lot of trouble if Si Jie knew about it.
"Are you sure Si Jie has this energy?"
Shen Qi nodded, "That's probably the case. Si Jie alone is no match for me, and it's difficult for him to attack the Shen family. So there must be many demon cultivators behind Si Jie. What we need to do is to find these demon cultivators and completely eradicate them. Only then can we feel at ease."
Elder Wu pondered for a few seconds and said, "Then I'll leave this matter to you. You can do whatever you want. Just keep Si Jie alive and let him face the punishment of the law. If there's anything you need my cooperation with, just let me know."
Shen Qi smiled. "Just leave Si Jie to me for now, but you can't relax on Jin Shun either. He's been with Si Jie for so many years, he must know something. I'll go find him after I've interrogated Si Jie."
Although Si Jie had both arms chopped off by Shen Qi, Mr. Wu brought professional medical staff to ensure that Si Jie would not be in danger.
Besides, as a highly skilled demon cultivator, Si Jie's life would not be in danger simply because of losing both arms. So in Shen Qi's opinion, Si Jie could still withstand all kinds of torture.
However, in order to save time, Shen Qi didn't waste time talking to Si Jie. After seeing Si Jie, he took out a needle bag and slowly placed it in front of Si Jie.
Si Jie had heard of the name of the Eighteen Needles of Mercy, but considering that the Eighteen Needles of Mercy had not appeared in the world for a long time, he was not sure whether what Shen Qi was going to use were the Eighteen Needles of Mercy.
If he wasn't frightened by the needle bag alone, where would he put his face?
So Si Jie snorted coldly, looking stubborn.
Shen Qi smiled and said, "Before you, Jin Wen's attitude was similar to yours, but he couldn't even last ten minutes under the Eighteen Needles of Mercy. I wonder if you can perform better than him."
When Si Jie heard about the Eighteen Needles of Mercy, his face changed drastically. He immediately sneered, "Shen Qi, don't lie to me. Although the Eighteen Needles of Mercy are powerful, they have long been lost. How could you possibly know this?"
Shen Qi did not argue. Si Jie would know whether it was the Eighteen Needles of Mercy or not.
Just like when he dealt with Jin Wen, Shen Qi first released spiritual energy to block out the sound so as not to be disturbed while he was giving acupuncture.
As the first silver needle was inserted, Si Jie's face changed. Feeling the inexplicable pain in his body, he began to feel uneasy: Could it really be the Eighteen Needles of Mercy?
Then Shen Qi inserted a silver needle every minute. With each needle, the pain Si Jie endured would increase significantly. However, his endurance was obviously better than Jin Wen. After five needles, he still gritted his teeth and showed no intention of compromising or screaming.
In Si Jie's opinion, even if Shen Qi could perform the Eighteen Needles of Mercy, there were limits. It was impossible for him to perform all eighteen needles. It would be good if he could perform seven or eight needles.
It’s not that Si Jie is deceiving himself, but he can only pin his hopes on this now. Otherwise, it is hard for him to imagine what kind of end he will have.
Three minutes later, when the eighth silver needle pierced into his body, Si Jie finally couldn't help but let out a scream, but the spiritual energy blocked the sound, so his screams could not be heard at all.
However, Shen Qi stopped at this moment, holding the ninth silver needle in his hand and hovering it over Si Jie for a few seconds. After Si Jie's struggles subsided a little, he withdrew the spiritual energy that blocked the sound and asked, "Si Jie, the first eight needles of the Eighteen Needles of Mercy will only cause physical pain, but starting from the ninth needle, it will hurt your soul and spirit. In serious cases, it can even drive you crazy. If you don't want to endure that kind of pain, tell me everything you know, and I can give you a quick death."
Si Jie endured the intense pain coming from his body and sneered.
"Shen Qi, do you think I'll be fooled? If you're brave enough, just stab the ninth needle down! I've heard that the Eighteen Needles of Mercy are incredibly powerful, and no one in the world can endure the pain they bring. But these Eighteen Needles of Mercy have long been lost. Even if you were lucky enough to inherit them, you've probably only mastered the basics. If you stop now, it proves that you've only mastered the first eight needles. You don't even know the next ten!"
Shen Qi laughed, "You asked for this!"
The sound of spiritual energy isolation was emitted again, and the ninth silver needle in Shen Qi's right hand suddenly pierced into Si Jie's head!
The next second, Si Jie's face changed drastically, his eyes turned dark red, his body began to spasm uncontrollably, and he made unclear sounds from his mouth.
At this point, Si Jie couldn't even scream, and all that was left was his body's instinctive reaction.
As Shen Qi said, this ninth needle not only brings physical pain, but also causes damage to the mind and soul.
In comparison, the mental and spiritual pain is more than ten times greater than the physical pain!
Si Jie personally experienced the horror of the ninth needle of the Eighteen Needles of Mercy, and he couldn't even speak. All he could do now was to beg for mercy from Shen Qi with his eyes, hoping that Shen Qi could see the change in his eyes.
Unfortunately, Shen Qi had no intention of stopping.
Although Shen Qi had noticed that Si Jie's eyes showed a look of pleading for mercy, he pretended not to see it. After waiting patiently for a minute, the tenth silver needle suddenly pierced into Si Jie's head.
Si Jie's body instantly became stiff, and it took more than ten seconds for him to slowly soften and slump into the chair, but many muscles in his body were still twitching involuntarily. His face showed an expression of despair, and his eyes that were begging for mercy began to fade, taking on a bit of stupidity.
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