The young man was nailed to the ground by the sword. Although it was not fatal, it was impossible for him to escape.
Shen Qi floated down and came in front of the young man.
"The Strange Ghost Sect? Haha! I didn't expect that after so many years, the Strange Ghost Sect would become even worse."
The young man looked at Shen Qi, "Who are you? Why are you here to cause trouble for us, the Yiguimen? We left Xia Country a long time ago. Why are you, the righteous practitioners, still chasing us?"
Shen Qi glanced around and said, "This is indeed not Xia Country, and there is no need for me to worry about the people here, but don't forget, you are demon cultivators. You left Xia Country, but over the years, you have always been in contact with the demon cultivators of Xia Country. This proves that you will definitely return to Xia Country one day in the future. It will be too late to take action until then!"
The young man's heart skipped a beat. The fact that their Yigui Sect and the Moluo Sect where the old man was located were connected with the Xia Kingdom's magic cultivators was a very secretive matter, and only a very few people knew about it. Why did Shen Qi say it out so easily?
Could it be that there is a traitor in their Yigui Sect or Mo Luo Sect?
"You, who are you?"
"You don't have to know who I am, but you have to tell me everything you know!"
Shen Qi has a great reputation. Although the young man, the old man and the man in black did not recognize his identity, it is not ruled out that there are other demon cultivators in the Yigui Sect and the Moluo Sect who know him, so Shen Qi will not reveal his identity unless necessary.
Otherwise, when the people from the Yigui Sect or the Mo Luo Sect heard his name, they might hide and would never rush forward and die foolishly like the young man and the old man.
After saying that, Shen Qi drew out his sword, controlled the young man with his spiritual energy, and took him to find the old man.
The old man was stabbed in the heart by Shen Qi and was already seriously injured. Let alone escaping, whether he could save his life was another matter.
When Shen Qi found the old man, he had already fainted, which made Shen Qi frown.
It's really troublesome. I have to supply spiritual energy to keep him alive, otherwise I won't be able to get anything out of him.
The old man was seriously injured and could die here at any time, so Shen Qi had to interrogate the old man first.
Two streams of spiritual energy were emitted. One stream of spiritual energy isolated the air around the young man, making him unable to hear any sound. The other stream of spiritual energy covered his eyes, making him unable to see anything. Then Shen Qi sent another stream of spiritual energy to the old man, and the old man slowly woke up.
When the old man opened his eyes, he saw Shen Qi sitting in front of him and was immediately frightened.
"What are you going to do?"
Shen Qi pointed at the wound on the man's body and said, "You are about to die. Before you die, you have to answer a few questions for me."
"Don't even think about it!"
The old man sneered, "Since I'm going to die, why should I cooperate with you?"
Shen Qi smiled and took out a needle bag.
"You've probably heard of the Eighteen Needles of Mercy, right? If you don't want to experience the pain of the Eighteen Needles of Mercy before you die, it's best to tell me everything you know. That way, I'll make your death more comfortable."
The old man's face suddenly turned ugly when he heard about the Eighteen Needles of Compassion. The reputation of the Eighteen Needles of Compassion was too great, and even a veteran magic cultivator like him did not dare to try it easily.
His eyes drifted between Shen Qi and the needle bag several times, but in the end he didn't dare to try it easily.
If Shen Qi could really perform the Eighteen Needles of Mercy, it would be useless for him to persist, because he had never heard of anyone who could remain silent under the torture of the Eighteen Needles of Mercy.
"What do you want to know?"
Shen Qi chuckled and waved his right hand. A silver needle pierced into the old man's head. The old man was caught off guard and screamed, his face turning paler.
"I, huh! I already told you what you want to know? Why are you torturing me?"
Shen Qi said, "This needle is to let you know that I really can use the Eighteen Needles of Mercy. If you dare to play tricks on me, I will let you experience the true power of the Eighteen Needles of Mercy!"
The old man nodded hurriedly, "I know, I know you can perform the Eighteen Needles of Mercy! I won't lie to you. If you want to know something, just ask!"
Shen Qi was quite satisfied when he saw the old man's performance.
"How many people are there in the Moruo Sect now? What is your status in the Moruo Sect?"
The old man hurriedly said, "The Moruo Sect currently has 137 disciples, 73 of whom were recruited in the last three years. Their cultivation is low and they pose no threat. At most, they help the Moruo Sect with some tasks to maintain its operations."
"Among the remaining sixty-four disciples, fifty-five have decent cultivation bases and are the main force used by the Moruo Sect to deal with ordinary people. The remaining nine are the management of the Moruo Sect. I am the deputy sect leader of the Moruo Sect. Above me is the sect leader, and below me are seven deacons."
Shen Qi asked again: "What is the cultivation level of the leader of the Mo Luo Sect?"
The old man continued, "The Sect Master's cultivation is far superior to mine. If you don't want to cause trouble, you'd better kill me and leave here quickly. Otherwise, when the Sect Master finds out about what's going on here, he will definitely bring the deacons and disciples of the Moruo Sect to investigate. By then, you won't be able to escape."
Shen Qi showed a playful expression, "You said that on purpose, because you want me to stay and see the power of your Mo Luo Sect, right?"
The old man's expression froze for a moment, then he nodded.
"That's right. I'm going to die anyway. I'm relying on your spiritual energy to keep me going, so I don't have any other thoughts. If the Sect Master can come and avenge me, that would be great. If not, it would be nice if the Demon Sect could come and accompany me."
Shen Qi nodded. The old man's reaction was normal. Demon cultivators never care about friendship. They only care about interests and themselves. Since the old man is destined to die here, why not create some trouble for Shen Qi?
"Very good, you guessed right. I will stay and meet the leader of your Mo Luo Sect. Don't worry, they will go down to accompany you soon."
The old man smiled, "Very good, I'll wait for you downstairs!"
Shen Qi asked again: "I have another question. How does your Mo Luo Sect communicate with the demon cultivators in Xia Country?"
The old man was curious, "You don't know?"
Shen Qi didn't shy away from the question and said directly, "I know, but I know only a limited amount. I want to learn more from you."
The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Our Moluo Sect has contact with a demon cultivator named Si Jie from Xia Country. It was he who originally asked us to leave Xia Country and develop elsewhere. At that time, there was a powerful man named Shen Qi in Xia Country. He almost destroyed all the demon sects, leaving only a few weaker ones. Our Moluo Sect is one of them."
Shen Qi laughed. This old man probably doesn’t know that he is Shen Qi yet?
Fortunately, the other party didn't know, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to succeed.
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