"Isn't there a viewing window? You can just stand outside and watch. It'll save you from being more wary if you go in, and it won't be convenient for him to try and get information out of you!" Jiang Yuan explained.
"Oh well!"
An Xiaoyu was quite dutiful in this matter. After opening the door for Jiang Yuan, she didn't continue to pester him and obediently stood outside watching the interrogation room.
As soon as the door opened, Jiang Yuan heard Fu Tian's weak and listless voice.
"Don't waste your energy. I won't say anything. Kill me or torture me as soon as possible!" Fu Tian had no energy left. His power had been sealed after he was captured, and now he was in this cell full of spirit-absorbing stones. He had no chance to escape.
Jiang Yuan smiled faintly upon hearing this, then found a stool, sat down, and said jokingly, "You don't recognize me so quickly?"
"Who are you?"
Fu Tian was taken aback at first, then sat bolt upright in shock, "Qingmu!"
"Sure, you can even recognize my voice. Looks like you have a pretty good impression of me!" Jiang Yuan said with a smile.
"You're still alive?" Fu Tian looked like he'd seen a ghost. He knew the strength of the Holy Spirit Clan elder; that Dark Curse Seal was definitely not something a Spirit Realm cultivator could withstand, and even a Profound God Realm cultivator would surely die.
"You'll need a bit of luck to kill me!" Jiang Yuan said calmly, crossing his legs.
"Heh, so you're here to laugh at me now?" Fu Tian's face was devoid of its former arrogance. From a holy son above all others to a prisoner, his current predicament would ruin his life. Even if he returned to Beidou Divine Mountain, he could never regain his position as a holy son, because the Divine Mountain would not allow a prisoner to become their holy son.
"You can interpret it that way too!" Jiang Yuan didn't ask any questions right away, but instead started chatting about everyday things.
"The victor is king, the loser is villain; I, Fu Tian, have nothing to say!"
Fu Tian lay down on the wooden bed as if he had resigned himself to his fate, a faint death aura already emanating from his eyes.
“It is true that the victor is king and the loser is villain, but life and death cannot be determined by a single battle on the battlefield! Every Spirit Awakener on the battlefield pursues the long road to godhood. Becoming a god is the ultimate goal that determines whether a person wins or loses. Don’t you think it’s too early to admit defeat now?” Jiang Yuan asked rhetorically.
"god!"
Fu Tian scoffed and said, "Then do you know how much a race has to pay to produce a true god?"
"Does the cost matter?" Jiang Yuan seemed indifferent. He said, "On the path to godhood, one should enjoy the process of becoming a god step by step, regardless of the cost."
"Easy for you to say!" Fu Tian didn't want to communicate with him, so he turned over and continued to sleep.
"With your intelligence, you should know why I'm here, right?" Jiang Yuan said as before.
Fu Tian replied casually, "They just want to ask me some questions. Don't worry, I won't tell them!"
“Actually, I don’t really believe what the living say. I usually prefer to use psychic techniques to get information from the dead. Although the cost is several years of my lifespan, it’s not a loss compared to what I get!” Jiang Yuan said in a similarly nonchalant tone.
"Hmm?" Fu Tian frowned, but still didn't speak.
"Since you're already half-dead, clinging to life will only bring you more suffering, so let me end your suffering sooner!"
Jiang Yuan flipped his hand and took out the Book of Life and Death of Chaos. The rich profound meaning of life and death began to spread in the cell, and in just a short while, it had already enveloped Fu Tian, whose cultivation was sealed.
Of course, Jiang Yuan didn't intend to kill Fu Tian. Otherwise, Fu Tian, who had no cultivation at the moment, wouldn't have lasted more than a few seconds. He wanted Fu Tian to experience real death and understand that his words were not just empty threats.
"Death is nothing. Do you think I'm afraid?" Fu Tian said without changing his expression. He knew what his fate would be if he dared to stay.
"Don't worry, I will let you die peacefully!"
As he spoke, Jiang Yuan took out a stick of incense, slowly lit it with his soul fire, and then inserted it into the crack on the table. The profound meaning of life and death intertwined with the incense smoke, and the smoke immediately swirled around, creating a scene like a fairyland.
This incense stick is no ordinary item; it's a soul incense made from crushed innate soul crystals combined with various other ingredients. Its purpose is to draw out the desires deep within the soul of the one who smells it. One can imagine how strong the will to live would be when unfulfilled desires flood the mind of a dying person; at that point, it wouldn't be as simple as just wanting to die.
An incense stick only burns for a quarter of an hour. However, after the incense had burned for three minutes, Fu Tian showed signs of mental disorder. He kept muttering the names of certain people and the things he wanted to do. These words were not what he wanted to say, but the uncontrollable words of his soul.
However, even as his desires continued to rise, the vitality within him grew weaker and weaker, and a real sense of death completely enveloped him.
He saw the gloomy and lonely Yellow Springs Road at one glance, but at the other he saw Tang Wan smiling gently at him; he stepped into the peak of the array path, and then fell into the abyss of the underworld; he became a god and laughed proudly in the nine heavens, and then turned into a vengeful ghost and was forever trapped in the cycle of reincarnation.
"No...no, I must live, I can't die!"
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