Chapter 583 - 323: The Grand Scheme
Chapter 583: Chapter 323: The Grand Scheme
It’s night, the crescent moon is like a hook, hiding behind clouds, revealing only a small tip.
Flames rise amidst the shadows of the trees.
Beside the fire, two people are lying side by side.
Han Qiuzhe, and another... dead person.
Han Qiuzhe is naturally still alive, but he feels he might soon die.
Otherwise, why would the captor put him together with a corpse?
On this journey, he thought of many ways to save himself, tried breaking through the acupoints sealed by Chu Qing using Inner Strength, and attempted using persuasion to make Chu Qing back down.
But clearly, none of these methods worked.
Chu Qing was impenetrable, ignoring his words.
Until it gradually grew dark, this group finally stopped.
Then they began busying themselves with collecting firewood, lighting a fire, and cooking...
He lay here with a corpse, as if the next thing on the chopping block about to be cooked was them.
He didn’t know how long the corpse had been dead, but he reckoned not too long.
Otherwise, it would already be stinking... but now, there’s no smell of decay.
The wait was torturous, but Han Qiuzhe, having been sealed at the acupoints, could not speak even if he wanted to.
He could only watch everything around him happen without being able to do anything.
Finally, after finishing his last bite of food, Chu Qing came to him.
He held a rope, Han Qiuzhe watched as he tied this rope to his hair, passed it through a tree branch, and, amidst excruciating pain, pulled him up from the ground.
Finally, he secured the rope and came before him.
"Shall we chat?"
Chu Qing spoke, his voice gentle, as if merely reuniting with an old friend for a brief conversation.
And after saying this, Chu Qing also extended his hand to unseal Han Qiuzhe’s acupoints.
Now life and death were entirely in Chu Qing’s hands, Han Qiuzhe knew he couldn’t anger him, so he forced a smile:
"What do you want to chat about?"
"Shall we talk about what exactly are your intentions?"
Chu Qing said with a smile:
"Star Split Mansion, as one of the Three Mansions, Three Gates, and Three Sects, is already at the pinnacle, the most elite in all of Lingbei.
"What exactly is the reason for your collaboration with the Celestial Evil Cult?
"And why, even at the cost of exterminating the entire Xiangshan Sea, do you must acquire that Golden Vase?
"What use does that thing have?"
Han Qiuzhe’s pupils constricted for a moment, not knowing which of these questions caused it, he looked at Chu Qing and said in a deep voice:
"Star Split Mansion has never colluded with the Celestial Evil Cult!
"It’s Celestial Sound Mansion colluding with the Evil Cult, harming fellow martial artists!"
"Nonsense!"
Liu Qingyan, hearing this, was furious, standing up to shout in anger.
Chu Qing waved his hand to calm her, then spoke softly to Han Qiuzhe:
"At this point, why bother concealing? Han Qiuyuan has already told me about your collusion with the Celestial Evil Cult.
"Do you think by denying now I’ll believe you?
"It’s of no help to your life, instead, you’ll suffer more pain."
Upon hearing ’Han Qiuyuan’, Han Qiuzhe’s expression changed:
"What... what did you do to him?"
"Just killed him."
Chu Qing spoke softly:
"After all, you still owe a blood debt to Xiangshan Sea, and I promised to avenge this profound feud for Xiangshan Sea."
A tinge of pain flashed in Han Qiuzhe’s eyes, followed by a wry smile:
"Kill or torture, do as you please.
"But to smear the Han Family as colluding with the Celestial Evil Cult, that’s wishful thinking!!"
"What a resolute and steadfast man."
Chu Qing nodded, in the next moment, his palm momentum shifted, on the forehead, and temple sides, appeared Yin and Yang Qi, followed closely by a palm strike, hitting Han Qiuzhe’s Baihui Acupoint.
Han Qiuzhe’s body shook, thinking Chu Qing was furious, intending to kill him with one strike.
But unexpectedly, the palm strike did not have a devastating force but brought indescribable intense pain that quickly spread throughout his body.
Agonizing screams echoed in all directions.
Su Ningzhen reflexively shivered, Wu Qianhuan and Gentle were already used to it.
Liu Qingyan looked at Chu Qing, then at Han Qiuzhe being tortured there, for a moment unsure who was the villain.
Throughout this journey, clearly Star Split Mansion, colluding with the Celestial Evil Cult, framed Celestial Sound Mansion.
But encountering Chu Qing, Star Split Mansion, which should be a vicious villain, became a lamb to be slaughtered, showing no villainous demeanor, yet the miserable cries were abundant.
Tragic outcomes were countless.
These agonizing screams persisted for a full duration of a tea time.
By now, Han Qiuzhe was bleeding from his seven orifices, his mind muddled, tortured beyond recognition.
Chu Qing now released his hand, his gentle voice again entered Han Qiuzhe’s ears:
"My Profound Celestial Black Gold Palm is the most grueling, just a tea time earlier, if I control my Inner Strength well, you would scream all night long, before finally dying completely...
"I secretly estimate, my Inner Power should be sufficient, sustaining through a night without rest is not difficult, how about we see who can endure longer?"
"Please don’t..."
Han Qiuzhe hastily spoke:
"I’ll talk... I’ll say everything, just please, give me a quick death!!"
"Then go ahead and speak."