Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster - Chapter 240
Chapter 240: Chapter 135: Dramatic Change (Fourth
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However, it cannot be ruled out that the cultivators from the Medicine Hall and the Pill Hall have been bought by the enemy.
Therefore, he still imposed restrictions after the interrogation.
Having dealt with these two, Luo Chen’s gaze fell on the remaining dozens of people outside.
As his stern gaze scanned over them, the crowd of dozens of people suddenly became restless.
Almost instantly, seven people scattered and ran in several directions.
Luo Chen sneered, a few Middle Stage Qi Refinement Cultivators had the audacity to try and escape!
The Guarding Earth Array works on the outsiders, not on the insiders.
Without any hesitation, he swiftly unleashed his attacks!
In an instant, dozens of Jade Marrow Waste Beads were fired out.
His technique ‘Heavenly Maiden Scatter Flowers’ was only at the second proficiency stage, but when it came to using the Primordial Chaos Bead, he was a master, reaching pinnacle perfection.
Under his control, through the pure Spirit Power of his Eighth Level Qi Refinement, the power unleashed by these dozens of Jade Marrow Waste Beads could rival the strike of a Lower Grade Magic Tool.
In the blink of an eye, there were loud popping sounds.
Beautiful blood flowers bloomed in mid-air.
The only cultivator who managed to block the attack with a Medium Grade Robe also exploded into pieces under the onslaught of twenty Jade Marrow Waste Beads.
Faced with this wanton massacre, the cultivators fell silent.
The amiable and free-spirited Hall Master, who was always cordial to everyone, had such a thunderous method.
Killing Middle Stage Qi Refinement Cultivators as easily as slaughtering chickens or butchering dogs.
However, as soon as the remaining cultivators began praising him, cheers rang out again.
“The Hall Master is mighty!”
“The Hall Master is so strong!”
“No wonder he could preside over one of the Nine Halls, we didn’t realize that our seemingly unremarkable Hall Master was so powerful!”
The more dangerous the situation, the more people could rely on the strong.
Luo Chen gave a faint smile, appeased everyone, and then let someone take the two captives into the Pill Hall.
“Did they confess?”
“No, not yet.” Dong Fangliang scratched his head, “The ‘Soul Killing Needle’ technique that I learned from Elder Sikong, I’m not very good at it yet. It would be so much better if he were here.
“Never mind, I’ll do it myself!”
Luo Chen stood up and took a silver needle from Dong Fangliang.
He wasn’t skilled in the ‘Soul Killing Needle’, but he was capable of the ‘Ming God’s Divine Cleanse’!
This cultivation technique was meant to stimulate thirty-six acupoints to induce severe pain.
It took Luo Chen several months to master it.
He had yet to see its effect.
But now, using it to interrogate Lower Order Cultivators was more than appropriate.
He approached the first captured cultivator. The man’s face was pale, but his eyes revealed scorn.
Luo Chen shook his head, not bothering to use words to shake his will.
He directly plunged the needle into him!
He didn’t choose the acupoints that induced gradual pain but went straight for the Quchi Acupuncture Point!
“Ahh!!!”
Faced with Just one needle, the cultivator’s pupils dilated and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Dong Fangliang who was standing beside shuddered, was it necessary to react so severely to the stimulation of one acupoint?
He was unaware that Luo Chen’s technique was more than just that.
Secretly, Luo Chen used the silver needle to infuse a hint of Spirit Power into him.
Now it was a two-pronged attack, interior and exterior. Qi Refinement Cultivators are still within the realm of humans, how could they resist such sudden pain?
Woosh!
After removing the silver needle, Luo Chen quietly looked at him.
After two breaths, he shook his head.
“It seems you still don’t want to speak.”
Swoosh!
Amidst the terrified gaze, he plunged in another needle.
“Ahh!!!”
Removing the silver needle, Luo Chen quietly looked at him.
Shaking his head.
“You are indeed a man of iron, what a pity.”
Under the gaze filled with dread, Luo Chen reached out for two silver needles.
His hands swiftly plunged the needles like lighting.
“Huh, why aren’t you screaming?”
Only then did Luo Chen notice that the cultivator had slumped to the ground with a faint smell of urine emerging from his crotch.
“Even in this state, you still won’t confess?”
“I am really curious, what kind of experience molded this strong willpower of yours.”
Luo Chen sighed, reaching out for a third silver needle.
As he raised the silver needle, the cultivator on the ground looked blank, murmuring with quivering lips:
“Ask me…just ask me….”
