Chapter 239: Torture the Truth
Qi Haoran kicked Prime Minister Turtle and said, "Junior Sister, why did you catch him?"
Zhong Ling'er's eyes lit up immediately, and she licked her lips and said, "Have you ever had turtle soup? I heard it's good for beauty and nourishing the skin."
"What kind of fish is a turtle?"
Zhong Linger remembered that there was no such thing as soft-shelled turtle here, so she immediately changed her words, "It's just soup made from turtles!"
Everyone fell silent, looking at Zhong Ling'er with indescribable eyes.
Yu Chengpeng couldn't help but say, "Junior Sister, cultivators generally don't eat creatures that have spirits or can transform into human form."
Qi Haoran stroked his chin with a curious look on his face, "Junior Sister, when you eat his claws, do you feel like you are chewing on someone's hands and feet?"
Bai Luochen shuddered, then immediately stepped back, enduring the discomfort in his stomach.
Zhong Ling'er closed her eyes and imagined it for a while. The light in her eyes dimmed. She did not feel very good. It was true that she was a foodie, but she still could not accept eating people. It seemed that the delicious food had flown away again.
Xuanyuan Hongxin, however, raised Prime Minister Turtle and said, "Junior Sister, I know you definitely don't just want to eat him, you also want to roast him. Come on, I'll help you."
Zhong Ling'er narrowed her eyes and smiled. It was the little brother from the Xuanyuan family who understood what she meant immediately.
The others laughed. Zhong Ling'er wanted to get information, and Xuanyuan Hongxin wanted to punish the turtle prime minister to vent his father's anger, so they just let them have fun.
Ouyang Ruochen winked at Yu Chengpeng and left with the others.
Yu Chengpeng accepted his fate and stayed behind to supervise his two junior sisters and asked them to give Prime Minister Turtle some breathing space. However, Qi Haoran was a man who loved to join in the fun and was very willing to follow along and offer advice.
When Prime Minister Turtle woke up, he was in water. No, to be exact, he was in a big pot. The rope on his body was not loosened. He struggled for a few times before realizing that the rope was a divine magic weapon and he couldn't break free at all.
Seeing Zhong Ling'er beside him, he immediately shouted angrily: "What do you want to do? Let me go."
"Shh, keep your voice down. This place is very remote. No one will come to rescue you even if you scream your throat out. It's better to save your energy and use it to think of how to beg me to let you go."
After Zhong Ling'er finished speaking, she threw some things into the pot.
When Prime Minister Turtle saw the whole turtle, he was numb. There were red dates, ginger slices, cinnamon and some unidentifiable seasonings. Zhong Ling'er was going to use it to make soup.
"You can't eat me. I am the Prime Minister of the South China Sea Clan. The Dragon King will not let you go."
"Will the Dragon King go to war with the Immortal Cultivation World over your death?"
Zhong Ling'er's words stunned Prime Minister Turtle. He was not sure about this.
Zhong Linger smiled. "If the Dragon King comes, I will hand over your tortoise shell and tell him that you asked for a fair fight with us, and then we accidentally killed you, with your flesh and blood torn to pieces. Please accept my condolences. Of course, our master will also give some compensation, such as participating in the competition that you tried every means to promote. What do you think the Dragon King will say?"
Prime Minister Turtle's heart immediately turned cold. He would only say yes to whatever the Dragon King said. If he died, there would be thousands of prime ministers to replace him. The Dragon King would not care. At least his life and death were not worth mentioning compared to the matter of the living soul.
"The water temperature is rising too slowly, I'll add some fuel."
Qi Haoran's hand flashed with fire after he finished speaking, and a faint golden color lingered in the center of the flame. Prime Minister Turtle's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he shouted, "Wait, just tell me what conditions you have, there's no need to kill me and make things worse."
Zhong Linger stopped Qi Haoran, leaned over the pot and asked, "Then tell me what the immortal inheritance is all about. Does it really exist?"
"It really exists. There is a fairy island on the sea. There is a palace on it. There are eighteen statues inside. Each statue represents a heritage. However, whether you can obtain it depends on chance."
"Does this island only appear once every two thousand years? Don't try to fool me. I've read the records. This is a real island, not a secret place. It should have always existed. You must have found some way to hide it."
Zhong Linger's words made Prime Minister Turtle break out in sweat on his forehead.
After testing the water temperature with her hand, Zhong Ling'er smiled sweetly, "The water is still cold, but you are sweating. This means that my guess is right. The appearance of this island is controlled by the dragon clan. That means you are using the inheritance as bait, and you only take it out to fish us when you need it, right?"
Prime Minister Turtle didn't know how to answer for a moment. If he said it was not right, Zhong Ling'er would not believe it, so he could only remain silent.
"The dragon race intends to interfere in the world of immortal cultivation?"
"No!"
Zhong Ling'er nodded, "I believe what you said, otherwise it would be impossible for there to be no movement for nearly ten thousand years. Since the dragon clan has no intention of invading, then they must be trying to gain something, and they have to use it every two thousand years."
Prime Minister Turtle closed his mouth. Zhong Ling'er was too smart. She could guess the correct answer based on his brief answer. If she continued like this, she would definitely guess all the truth. Then he would become a traitor, a betrayer of the Dragon King and the aquatic people. Even if he didn't die now, he would have no way to survive if he went back.
No matter what Zhong Ling'er asked next, Prime Minister Turtle kept his mouth shut and said nothing. Even when the water temperature rose and he rolled over in discomfort, he didn't make a sound.
He was a spirit being, so being boiled in water was impossible. At most, he would feel very uncomfortable. Being scalded was one thing, but the smell of the spices kept drilling into his nostrils, making him feel like he would be served on the table immediately. This was a double torture for his body and soul.
Prime Minister Turtle was silent, and Zhong Ling'er had no choice but to ask Xuanyuan Hongxin to carry Prime Minister Turtle out, remove the cauldron, and simply roast him on the fire, turning him over from time to time. Prime Minister Turtle shed tears of humiliation.
I have never seen such bullying. If you really want to eat his flesh, just kill him. Treat him as food while he is still alive and make him fall into deep fear. Today's human monks are too vicious.
"Ah, his clothes are on fire, he won't become naked!"
Zhong Ling'er exclaimed out of curiosity. Yu Chengpeng, who was meditating nearby, immediately opened his eyes, covered Zhong Ling'er's face with his hand and pulled her away.
Qi Haoran became interested and threw another ball of fire in. The rising flames burned Prime Minister Turtle's clothes.
Prime Minister Turtle could not endure the burning heat, and even more so, could not endure himself appearing naked in front of everyone, so he simply moved his mind and transformed into his original form. With a "puff", a turtle as big as a hill appeared and extinguished the fire.
Zhong Ling'er broke free from Fourth Senior Brother's grip and ran over. She saw that the turtle's head and limbs had been retracted into its shell. It seemed to be hiding and no one wanted to see it.
What Zhong Ling'er was even more impressed with was the Demon-Binding Rope, which was indeed a divine weapon. Even so, it was still firmly wrapped around the turtle shell and not loose at all.
"I didn't expect Prime Minister Turtle's body to be so big. It will take me a long time to eat it. To be honest, I couldn't eat it when it was in human form, but now I don't feel like eating my own kind. Let me think about where to start!"
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