Junior sister took first place again

Facing the angry demons in front of him, Ji Shu knew that he would not be able to get any information by ordinary methods. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and used soul-stealing technique to search for the answer he wanted.

This is a forbidden technique that can penetrate deep into the soul of the opponent and obtain memories. As Ji Shu performed it, the demon's eyes began to become confused and his body trembled involuntarily, obviously resisting the invasion of the soul-stealing technique.

However, the demon's resistance did not last long. In the face of Ji Shu's powerful mental power, the demon's consciousness gradually blurred, and finally fell into a trance.

Ji Shu took the opportunity to delve into the depths of his soul, searching for clues about the demonic barrier. However, as time went on, Ji Shu's brows furrowed more and more.

The demon's memories were chaotic and fragmented. Apparently, before they were captured, the demon's leaders had sealed the memories of all demons who might leak information to prevent any leaks. Finally, Ji Shu reluctantly stopped the soul-stealing technique.

The moment the spell was lifted, the demons seemed to have lost all their vitality and fell limply to the ground without a sound.

"Master, how is it?" a guard asked in a low voice. Ji Shu shook her head, her face solemn: "The demon clan's memories are blocked, there are no clues."

The guards looked at each other, unsure what to do. Ji Shu pondered for a moment, then made a decision: "If that's the case, we'll have to find another way. Send the order immediately, everyone, retreat. We can't waste time here."

The guards obeyed the order and evacuated the scene quickly and orderly. Ji Shu stood still, her gaze once again fixed on the demonic barrier. Her dark pupils were like a deep, quiet pool, terrifyingly cold.

After Xue Wuying left the Wei Mansion, he moved silently through the dark streets like a ghost in the night wind.

His steps were brisk but anxious, as if something was urging him on.

Soon, he arrived at Wubianfengyue Tower, a place famous for its luxury and indulgence. Inside the tower, the lights were bright, the sound of stringed instruments was endless, and people of all kinds were enjoying themselves here, forgetting the troubles of the outside world.

Xue Wuying walked into the building and did not attract much attention, because he was a frequent visitor here and no one dared to provoke him easily.

Xue Wuying went straight to the top floor and came to a gorgeously decorated room. He pushed open the door and heard faint crying sounds from inside.

Inside the room, three half-demons were chained to the wall, their bodies covered with whip marks and burns, having obviously been tortured.

A fox, a mermaid and a rabbit demon, their eyes were filled with fear and despair. When they saw Xue Wuying coming in, their bodies trembled involuntarily.

A cruel smile appeared on Xue Wuying's face. He slowly walked up to the fox demon and gently stroked her cheek with his hand. His movements were gentle, but the madness in his eyes was chilling.

"Are you scared?" Xue Wuying's voice was low and seductive. He seemed to be enjoying the pleasure of control and torture.

The fox demon didn't answer, but just shed tears silently, and her body trembled even more violently.

Xue Wuying's smile became even more ferocious. He suddenly grabbed the fox demon's chin and forced it to look up at him. "Answer me!" The fox demon nodded with difficulty, his eyes full of fear.

Xue Wuying nodded with satisfaction, then let go of his hand, turned around and picked up a whip from the table.

His movements were skillful and cruel, and each whip landed precisely on the fox demon, causing great pain but not being fatal.

There was a sick light in Xue Wuying's eyes. The whip in his hand was like a poisonous snake, making a sharp sound as it cut through the air, and then it lashed fiercely on the fox demon's body.

The fox demon screamed in pain, her voice full of despair and pleading, but Xue Wuying seemed not to hear it, and there was only cruel satisfaction on his face.

As the whipping continued, blood began to seep from the fox demon's skin, and her body twisted in extreme pain. Xue Wuying seemed to be excited by this display of pain, his breathing became rapid, and the madness in his eyes became more obvious.

"Your beauty is being carved by pain," Xue Wuying whispered, with a twisted note of praise in his voice, "What a charming body."

Xue Wuying's fingers slid from the fox demon's bleeding skin. He put down the bloody whip and picked up a sharp blade instead.

In the light, the blade flashed coldly. He gently, almost caressingly, scratched the fox demon's skin, leaving a deep wound.

The fox demon's body trembled violently with fear and pain, her screams almost tore the night sky apart, and Xue Wuying seemed satisfied with the fox demon's reaction, his smile revealed an even crazier color.

Then, he turned to the mermaid, a creature captured from the deep sea. It was a pure demon. Because it hated humans so much, it was captured and tortured until now. There was still a flicker of hatred towards Xue Wuying in its eyes.

Xue Wuying's approach made her spat fiercely, her voice full of contempt and provocation: "Kill me if you dare. If I fall into the hands of a eunuch like you..."

The word "eunuch" touched Xue Wuying's most sensitive nerve like a sharp blade. After coming out of the illusion of the Emperor's Sword, Xue Wuying found that he was sick.

Whenever he was in the most critical moment of enjoying himself, he could not help but think of Ning Zhao's sword. The biting coldness was like a leech attached to his bones, making him unable to be humane anymore.

Xue Wuying looked at the mermaid who was mocking him, his face instantly turned gloomy, and a trace of rage flashed in his eyes.

He gripped the blade tighter in his hand, and his movements suddenly became rough, grabbing the mermaid's hair and forcing her to look up at him.

There was no fear in the mermaid's eyes, only deep hatred and indomitable spirit.

"Kill you? Wouldn't that be too easy for you?" Xue Wuying's voice was low and dangerous, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "I want to let you know what true fear is."

He suddenly slashed the merman's face with the blade, harder and deeper than before. The merman screamed with anger and pain, and a bloody wound immediately appeared on her face. Blood flowed down her cheek and dripped onto the ground.

But what was different was that the mermaid's tears turned into pearls, falling one by one on the cold ground, and their colors were different.

Under Xue Wuying's torture, sometimes there were red pearls filled with pain and anger, and from time to time there were deep black pearls. These pearls were the crystallization of the pain and sorrow of the mermaids.

Xue Wuying didn't seem satisfied. He continued to use the blade to create more wounds on the mermaid's body, each one deeper and more painful.

The mermaid's body twitched in pain, but the hatred in her eyes grew stronger. She clenched her teeth and made no sound, as if using silence to resist Xue Wuying's torture.

Xue Wuying turned to look at the rabbit demon. Her body was stiff with fear, and her big eyes were filled with tears.

Xue Wuying gently stroked her head, then suddenly pulled out a tuft of her hair with force, and the rabbit demon screamed in pain.

"Good boy, yes, that's the look." There was a hint of madness in Xue Wuying's voice. He picked up a bottle of corrosive potion and slowly poured it on the scabbed wound of the rabbit demon. The rabbit demon's body twitched violently due to the intense pain.

The potion burned into her skin, leaving scars that would never heal.

On this horrific night, the top floor room of Wubian Fengyue Tower became Xue Wuying's playground. His laughter, the half-demon's crying and wailing intertwined together, becoming the most terrifying music of the night.

Xue Wuying seemed to have found a twisted sense of satisfaction in the process. There was a crazy light flashing in his eyes, as if he was completely immersed in the world he created.

Nan Xu and Qian Han were guarding outside the barrier. Although they couldn't hear anything happening inside, they could guess how tragic the scene was.

“Sister…”

Qianhan suddenly called Nanxu, but said nothing.

But Nan Xu seemed to know what her brother wanted to say, and whispered, "It won't be long..."

Nan Xu's voice was very calm, but if you listened carefully you could hear a slight tremor. Her eyes never left the closed door.

Her heart was filled with contradictions and pain, but she didn't dare to have any unnecessary thoughts.

She could only wait silently for all this to end as soon as possible. Qianhan's eyes revealed a hint of determination. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

He knew that the existence of the two siblings was just a servant and a tool to Xue Wuying, but he still longed to break this damn contract one day and end this endless torture.

"Sister, is there really nothing we can do?" Qianhan's voice contained a hint of unwillingness.

Nan Xu shook her head gently, "No, but we will find an opportunity." Her words were filled with a determination to go all out.

The brother and sister stood outside, silently enduring the pain and powerlessness. Finally, when the sky in the east began to turn pale, Xue Wuying appeared at the door again.

He wore a satisfied smile on his face, as if he had just enjoyed a sumptuous feast. He didn't notice the pain and anger in Nan Xu and Qian Han's eyes, or perhaps he didn't care about them at all. He just said calmly, "Let's go. We have other things to do."

Nan Xu and Qian Han followed Xue Wuying silently. Their figures looked particularly lonely and helpless in the morning light.

Xue Wuying's footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and in the top-floor room of Wubian Fengyue Tower, there was only dead silence and pearls all over the floor - those pearls condensed from the mermaids' painful tears, lying quietly on the cold ground, witnessing the horror and sadness of last night.

Xue Wuying walked in front, his steps were very brisk, and the violence of the night did not bring him any burden.

He led Nan Xu and Qian Han through the crowd, and once again, headed towards the teleportation array whose destination was in Tianque Realm, with a clear goal.

He wanted to meet Ku Gu in person and watch him eliminate Cheng Yan. At the same time, he wanted to look for Ning Jiasheng.

Because Ning Jiasheng was the closest when the illusion was created, and her surname was Ning, Xue Wuying couldn't help but suspect that Ning Zhao had some relationship with her.

Even if they had no relationship, after suffering such a great humiliation and seeing her surname, Xue Wuying had to do something to calm down.

At this very moment, the withered bones far away in the borderland, no, perhaps it should be called Lingyun Zhenjun now. At this seemingly ordinary moment, he actually received an unexpected letter.

The letter was clearly no ordinary object, having been specially crafted. When Ouyang Zhan unfolded it and finished reading it, he saw that the letter vanished like a phantom, as if it had never existed.

Ouyang Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly and began to carefully consider the matter raised by Wei in the letter. He secretly thought in his heart, what should he do to gain the greatest benefit?

However, before he could ponder this for too long, he heard hurried footsteps outside the tent. Then, a guard came in and announced, "Master, the Ji family of Dongzhou, the head of the Ji family, is here to visit."

Upon hearing this news, Ouyang Zhan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise on his face. But he quickly regained his composure and said calmly, "Oh? In that case, please invite him in."

As he finished speaking, the guard responded respectfully, then turned and walked away quickly, leading the people from the noble family into the tent to meet him.

Ouyang Zhan sat in the main seat with a deep look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about Ji Shu's purpose of coming.

The Ji family has always had close ties with the Wei family, but Ji Shu's personal visit this time should have nothing to do with what Wei said.

Soon, Ji Shu appeared at the entrance of the tent. His steps were steady, but his brows showed anxiety.

His gaze met Ouyang Zhan directly, and their eyes met in the air, as if they were communicating something silently.

"Master Ji, how are you?" Ouyang Zhan spoke first, his voice calm, without any emotion fluctuations.

Ji Shu nodded slightly in return, his tone carrying a hint of urgency: "Master Lingyun, I came here to ask for a favor."

Ouyang Zhan gestured for him to continue. Ji Shu took a deep breath and then said, "My daughter Tang'er was unfortunately abducted by the demon tribe and her whereabouts are still unknown. I heard that the True Lord is guarding the south and must have identified Youzhou's weak points, so I came here to ask for your help."

A gleam of light flashed in Ouyang Zhan's eyes. Of course he knew about Ji Tang, but he didn't expect Ji Shu to find him directly.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Master Ji, you should know that the relationship between the two clans is not simple now. This matter may not be easy."

Ji Shu's expression changed slightly. He certainly knew the complexity of this situation, but he had no other choice. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master, as long as Tang'er can be rescued, I am willing to pay any price."

Ouyang Zhan's lips curled up into a smile, and he seemed satisfied with Ji Shu's answer. He stood up, walked to Ji Shu, and whispered, "Master Ji, since you are so sincere, then I can agree to your request. But I also have one condition."

A hint of vigilance flashed in Ji Shu's eyes, but he nodded: "Please speak."

"I need something from the Ji family in exchange." Ouyang Zhan's voice carried a hint of unquestionable majesty.

Ji Shu frowned, he knew that what Ouyang Zhan wanted must be something extraordinary.

But he didn't hesitate for too long, because he knew he had no other choice. He nodded: "As long as Tang'er can be rescued, I am willing to agree to your conditions."

A glimmer of satisfaction flashed in Ouyang Zhan's eyes, the barrier rose, and the two quickly made an unknown contract.