"Where did you come from?" Wu Qi asked him.
"I came from the Yuncang Sword Sect to find our missing senior brother." As if truly controlled by the Gu worms, Ning Weisheng answered every question he asked.
He wasn't worried about giving himself away by reacting to the Gu worms.
After all, everyone knows that the results of refining this stuff vary from person to person. Even the same Gu master would find it difficult to make two Gu worms that are exactly the same.
Raising Gu worms is highly random, influenced by the insects themselves and the weather conditions. Even with the utmost care during the refining process, it is impossible to create the exact same variable environment.
Wu Qi did not delve into this issue. While fiddling with the Gu worm, he continued to ask Ning Weisheng questions.
"Who is your senior brother?"
“His name is Ji Mo Fan,” Ning Weisheng said.
"How did you manage to slip past the border soldiers' defenses and into the city?" Wu Qi asked again.
“It’s very simple, all you need is a set of city guard uniforms.” Ning Weisheng’s tone sounded matter-of-fact, even carrying a hint of contempt, as if to say, “Why would you ask such a stupid question?”
It must be said that although Ning Weisheng seemed like a useless quail in front of Ji Mofan, his ability to grow to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm at the age of thirty-something was not just for show.
It's hard to say whether it's the mindset that once you fall in love, you become fierce and aggressive on the outside but delicate and fragile on the inside.
This performance was entirely improvised by him; Li Jinchu did not give detailed instructions that required every single word to be recited verbatim.
Ning Weisheng didn't think he was being irresponsible.
Is being willing to give him greater freedom a sign of trust?
Ning Weisheng only got this slight connection with the eldest son of the Li family, whom he didn't know at all, because of Ji Mofan.
So, if Young Master Li trusts him, isn't that basically the same as Senior Brother trusting him?
He will never let his senior brother down again.
That look in his eyes just now was unforgettable; it will definitely be a psychological trauma for him for at least a short time.
“Lying.” Wu Qi’s voice was cold, as if he wanted to shatter Ning Weisheng’s feigned arrogance.
This was something he had learned from Li Jinchu at the last minute, and he almost lost it all when he was scared.
“It’s true,” Ning Weisheng said.
“After this incident, all the uniforms of the soldiers in the border town were completely replaced with new fabric,” Wu Qi said. “If you attacked them with spiritual energy, there would definitely be obvious marks on their bodies.”
“The clothes you’re wearing are clearly very clean.”
“Because I haven’t used any spiritual power at all,” Ning Weisheng said. “Who told you that the Love Potion belonged to that little demonic cultivator?”
A question was thrown out of the blue, and all eyes in the room immediately turned to Miao Miao.
The latter felt as if he was being burned to death by the gaze.
Help! He's just a minor demonic cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, whose lifelong wish is to earn enough money to travel and enjoy life freely.
In this scene, he was just a deliveryman, and he wasn't told beforehand that he would suffer psychological harm!
“Yes, I picked up the Gu worm from him when he was changing clothes.” He raised his hand to adjust the straw hat on his head, the brim of which obscured his eyes. When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with only clear stupidity.
“General, this righteous path is so stupid, it couldn’t even detect my presence with its divine sense.” Miao Miao glanced at Ning Weisheng and added half a sentence.
Wu Qi didn't comment on his words.
Because Ning Weisheng failed to discover this, it is actually reasonable under the current circumstances.
Releasing one's divine sense outwards could lead to interaction with the power of other vigilant individuals, easily revealing one's location.
Therefore, since he secretly infiltrated, he would definitely try his best to conceal all his aura and disguise himself as a complete demonic cultivator.
"One last question." At this point, Wu Qi suddenly turned his gaze to Miao Miao.
"How did you, a cultivator with only Foundation Establishment strength, sense that the aura of a Nascent Soul expert was abnormal, and then discover that his true identity was a demonic cultivator?"
To be honest, Ning Weisheng was also very curious about this question.
Compared to having Miao Miao act as the "deliveryman," the other demonic cultivator who called himself Xiao Wu was clearly more suitable in terms of strength.
When two people are both at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, the outcome of a fight depends entirely on their personal experience and the treasures and magical artifacts they possess.
In the Demon Realm, where righteous cultivators cannot act freely, if Xiao Wu truly intends to target him, then Ning Weisheng's defeat is almost without a doubt.
Although the man was bound the whole time, he remained obedient and well-behaved. He didn't show any of the reverence for the Demon Lord that Miao Miao did. Instead, all he did was indiscriminately poison everyone with his words.
But the person who ultimately came was Miao Miao, who seemed out of place no matter how you looked at it.
Ning Weisheng had no doubt that Ji Mofan's decision was a mistake.
He would only feel that he hadn't figured out his senior brother's thoughts.
“Because I’ve been in that area for a long time, I’ve patrolled past the guards and I’ve memorized their faces.” Miao Miao wasn’t flustered at all when asked this question and answered fluently. “But this person wasn’t like that. He was even alone and was acting by himself.”
"I found it strange, so I followed him, and sure enough, I found that something was wrong with him!"
Wu Qi stared at him for a moment.
After a moment, he seemed to accept Miao Miao's statement. He waved his hand and ordered the guards to take the two away separately.
Miao Miao was taken to identify the scene, while Ning Weisheng was thrown into the dungeon of the city lord's mansion.
There is no similar place in the Yuncang Sword Sect.
Even the punishments given by the cultivators exude an air of otherworldly elegance. The wind at Yiku Cliff is cold, but apart from the fact that it is difficult for plants to grow, the protruding rocks and flowing water are still a beautiful sight.
Not to mention the Execution Platform located atop the mountain, which is a great place to watch the clouds by day or gaze at the stars by night.
Of course, this is on the premise that the formation of the Execution Platform has just been reinforced, and the remnant souls inside will not wail and disturb the viewing experience.
But the dungeons of the demon realm are completely different.
Not only was it located in a dark and damp underground place, but the windows were also made so small that it was completely dark. The straw inside hadn't been changed in who knows how long, and it emitted a strong smell of decay.
Those imprisoned there eat, drink, and relieve themselves inside. This isn't considered punishment for righteous cultivators, but most demonic cultivators aren't used to fasting. They won't starve to death, but it's truly torture.
Occasionally, rustling sounds could be faintly heard from the corners, as if some snake, rat, or insect was hiding there keeping the prisoners company.
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