"If you can't provide some fresh intelligence..." Sancha put a piece of pork with buck teeth into his mouth, his face suddenly turned red, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
"Hmm?? I can enter a burning state? My mana regeneration is faster?"
Not bad, not bad!
Sancha took out a small notebook and wrote down her new recipes.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Sancha didn't even wipe his mouth before continuing, "We are all from the Demonic Sect lineage, and you are all familiar with the Demonic Sect's style of doing things, so I won't emphasize it."
The two prisoners nodded frantically. They both recognized the buck-toothed pig that Sancha was eating; it was a kind of monster called the Screaming Beast.
Why is it called a lament?
This monster is highly poisonous, a neurotoxic poison. Although the toxicity is not strong, those poisoned will suffer excruciating pain and emit terrifying screams.
The interrogator from the Blue Star Sect in front of me didn't even flinch after consuming this poisonous monster; he must be a ruthless and insane character.
Before even making a move, the loose tea had already inflicted thousands of points of psychological damage on the prisoners.
While enjoying his loose-leaf tea, he was unaware that he had already been labeled as crazy.
He wiped the red sauce from the corner of his mouth. "Now, start answering the questions."
How does one advance after reaching the Nascent Soul stage?
"After reaching the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, one can cultivate the Nascent Soul to be indistinguishable from the original body, unafraid of gales, and capable of separating from the body as an independent entity, thus enabling one to transcend tribulations and advance to the Divine Transformation stage."
Among the prisoners, one of the refined-looking mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators eagerly answered.
"Simply put, it means turning the ethereal Nascent Soul of the Nascent Soul stage into a physical form. Nascent Soul transforming into a spirit is the Spirit Transformation stage."
Another prisoner, a rather rugged-looking mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, added.
Although these were common-sense questions, the two of them went to great lengths to answer them in order to show their cooperative attitude.
"Are there any pills or similar elixirs for advancing to the Nascent Soul stage? Something like the Nascent Soul Pill?" Sancha asked without looking up as she wrote in her notebook.
"No."
"No, the principle behind the Golden Core and the Nascent Soul Core is simply to break through the bottleneck with energy to achieve the formation of the core and the formation of the nascent soul."
It was obvious that the refined-looking Nascent Soul cultivator knew more.
"However, after the Nascent Soul stage, the next advancement requires sufficient energy and the ability to overcome the tribulations of the Heavenly Dao. It does not require an energy surge; as long as the energy is sufficient, that is enough. More importantly, it requires dealing with the tribulations imposed by the Heavenly Dao."
The refined monk's words were simple and easy to understand, and the monk nodded in appreciation.
"But in the main sect of Black God Star, there is a secret place that can allow cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage to quickly advance to the next level. It is called the Divine Transformation Platform."
The burly-faced Black God Sect prisoner suddenly interjected, "As long as we can capture a Nascent Soul stage peak cultivator of the same level alive and absorb them on the Divine Transformation Platform, we can immediately reach the threshold of Tribulation Transcending!"
The tea-scented pen, which was being used to write notes, suddenly paused. "Continue," the tea-scented pen said.
“That place is a secret area of my sect. That’s how I advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.” The dark-skinned Nascent Soul stage prisoner gritted his teeth and revealed all the secrets he knew.
"Well done! Congratulations, you've both survived." Sancha stood up, nodding with satisfaction. He had obtained all the information he needed.
Upon hearing what Sancha said, the two prisoners breathed a long sigh of relief.
"As a reward, I'll give you this dish I made." Sancha pointed to the large pot in front of him. "It tastes really good."
Upon hearing Sancha's words, both prisoners froze. "We appreciate your kindness, but we're not hungry."
I'm not hungry either.
"Don't say that, why don't you try my cooking?"
Ignoring their objections, Sancha forced the remaining gruesome meat down the throats of the two prisoners.
The two prisoners had their magical powers sealed, so they were just two mortals. How could they possibly compete with Sancha, who was at the Nascent Soul stage?
"How is it? It tastes good, right?"
The two prisoners were in tears, their mouths filled with the grieving meat.
"Mmm, so delicious, so delicious."
Because there were too many bags, I couldn't even speak clearly.
Seeing that the prisoners were quite satisfied with his food, Sancha left the small dark room with a sense of satisfaction.
After the tea was served, the two prisoners screamed in agony as if they were being torn to pieces.
If they weren't so tightly bound, they would probably be rolling around on the ground in agony.
However, the two of them still collapsed to the ground in agony, letting out frantic cries of pain.
A mournful wail, a truly terrifying sight.
Tea with its pain receptors turned off will not cause you to feel pain.
I even thought it tasted amazing!
And the prisoners...
That would be different.
Living is worse than death!
But once they left the tea shop, they had no idea that the buck-toothed pig possessed such power.
He was reporting his gains to Hydra.
"There's such an amazing place! We have to go!"
Hydra became excited upon hearing about the Black God Sect's secret location.
Players don't care about anything else; they'll explore any place that lets them level up quickly!
"Also, could you please stop asking me to torture prisoners? I'm a cook, not an interrogator!"
"Oh dear, it's all the same. You, the head chef of the dark cuisine world, are no different from an assassin."
Before the tea could take effect, Hydra drew his flying sword and flew towards the dark room.
He wants to confirm it in person.
"Damn it! You're the killer, your whole family are killers!"
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