Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

The pavilion master snorted and said, "Qimeng Pavilion is full of beauties. Whether it is their figure, appearance, or service skills, they can satisfy any man's needs. But you are only interested in their shoulders. I have never seen such a guest before."

"Your mind isn't on having fun at all; you're probably here to find someone, aren't you?"

Hearing the Pavilion Master's words, Duan Zhengchun smiled helplessly, no longer pretending to be a customer of prostitutes. He leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "It seems that you saw through me the moment I entered the Dream Pavilion. You have a good eye indeed."

The pavilion master continued, "To be precise, you're looking for a woman with something on her shoulder, aren't you?"

Duan Zhengchun remained silent, slowly looking at Gulimina standing beside the Pavilion Master. Gulimina was already swaying and unsteady on her feet.

The alcohol is poisoned!

Before Duan Zhengchun could react, Gulimina had already collapsed to the ground and fainted.

“You are already poisoned. If you don’t confess the truth, you may not be able to leave Qimeng Pavilion alive.”

The Pavilion Master looked coldly at Duan Zhengchun, his voice growing increasingly icy.

"You're too confident."

Duan Zhengchun sneered, showing no sign of panic.

"Come in!"

But the smile on the pavilion master's lips grew even colder as he raised his voice and shouted.

As soon as the words fell, several more people walked in from outside, holding Lin Zhiyuan in their arms. Lin Zhiyuan was already unconscious, his head drooping like a pile of mud.

"You didn't even distinguish between friend and foe, yet you poisoned the wine? And you were willing to sacrifice your own people?!"

Duan Zhengchun's expression suddenly changed. He braced his hands on the table, looked at the Pavilion Master with a pained expression, and frowned deeply.

The Pavilion Master looked at Duan Zhengchun with a cold smile and said slowly, "You're wrong. There's no poison in the wine. The poison is in her mouth. Even if you didn't let her feed you the wine with her mouth, she has many ways to poison you."

"Moreover, she has already taken the antidote beforehand and will be fine in half an hour. But you are different. Every moment you delay, you are one step closer to death!"

"Perhaps, if you promise to be loyal to me from now on, I might consider sparing your life and giving you the antidote!"

Duan Zhengchun frowned, not expecting the other party to be so insidious. He then forced himself to get up from the chair, ignoring the conditions proposed by the Pavilion Master.

But he struggled for a long time to no avail; he couldn't muster any strength at all.

"Stop struggling! The more you struggle, the faster you'll die!"

"Tell me, what exactly is your relationship with those stinking Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect? Who sent you?"

The pavilion master coldly stared at Duan Zhengchun, who was struggling incessantly, and demanded an explanation in a stern voice.

"Among those Quanzhen Sect members you arrested, there are my friends. Where are they now? As long as you hand them over to me, I can give you as much silver as you want!"

Duan Zhengchun stood up with difficulty, his face contorted in pain, and spoke in a weak voice.

"You're too late. They were arrested three months ago and are probably already dead. No matter how high the price you offer, you won't be able to see your friends."

"Since you are not a member of the Quanzhen Sect, there's no need to send you to Zixia Peak. Just kill you."

The Pavilion Master looked expressionlessly at Duan Zhengchun, who was already at his limit, and coldly issued the order.

As soon as he finished speaking, two of the four men standing behind him walked straight toward Duan Zhengchun, pulling out a sharp dagger from their pockets as they went.

The other two remained where they were, holding the unconscious Lin Zhiyuan and glaring fiercely at Duan Zhengchun, who was about to die on the spot.

However, at this moment, Duan Zhengchun, who had been in pain and unsteady on his feet, suddenly rushed out like a cheetah, throwing two chopsticks with all his might!

Almost simultaneously, four screams rang out!

In the blink of an eye, Duan Zhengchun appeared before the Pavilion Master like a ghost, only inches away.

At this moment, the pain on Duan Zhengchun's face had long since disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, while his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The two henchmen holding Lin Zhiyuan each pierced his throat with two chopsticks, and he had already fallen into a pool of blood!

The two men who were originally going to kill Duan Zhengchun had now fallen straight down, each with a bulge on their back, their bones piercing through their clothes!

Two handprints are clearly visible on his chest!

In the blink of an eye, Duan Zhengchun killed four people without breaking a sweat!

"You...you're not poisoned?! How is that possible?!"

"That's a unique poison I personally developed. Without my antidote, you can't possibly be safe!"

The Pavilion Master stared in horror at Duan Zhengchun, who was standing right in front of him, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his voice trembling.

Duan Zhengchun sneered, "I have mastered a superior internal energy cultivation method, making me immune to all poisons! I already warned you just now, you are too confident!"

The sect leader gritted his teeth and suddenly made a move, also clutching a short knife in his hand!

It's exactly the same as the short knife that Dilina uses!

Duan Zhengchun acted swiftly, sealing the Pavilion Master's acupoints and tearing off his collar.

As her bare shoulders were revealed, Duan Zhengchun immediately noticed the butterfly tattoo on the Pavilion Master's shoulder!

Dilraba Dilmurat also has a similar tattoo on her shoulder!

Once this tattoo is found, it can be confirmed that the inn in Fanyin Town and the Qimeng Pavilion in Luntai Town are both hidden hideouts of that mysterious group!

And the sect leader in front of them, like Dilina, is one of the other party's hidden agents!

The Pavilion Master stared at Duan Zhengchun in horror, already unable to move, the short knife in his hand no longer able to be thrust out.

"Did you arrest him?"

Duan Zhengchun stared intently at the Pavilion Master and asked in a deep voice.

The Pavilion Master pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and ignored Duan Zhengchun, even though his eyelids trembled with fear and shock.

"What a waste of your stunning beauty. If you hadn't told me, I would have destroyed it myself."

Duan Zhengchun reached out and gently stroked the Pavilion Master's cheek as he spoke slowly.

The pavilion master remained silent, but it was clear that he was becoming increasingly fearful.

Duan Zhengchun slowly snatched the dagger from the Pavilion Master's hand, gently placed it on the Pavilion Master's cheek, and said calmly, "You know Dilina from Fanyin Town, right?"

"But you will never see her again, because I killed her with my own hands, right in her bed."

"I have plenty of time to play with you at my own pace."

In the end, Duan Zhengchun began to exert force with his wrist, and the sharp blade had already cut through the Pavilion Master's skin, drawing out a trace of blood.

"I arrested him!"

She compromised.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she cares about losing her beauty.

"Where is that person now? Is he dead or alive?"

Duan Zhengchun chuckled and continued to press for answers.

The Pavilion Master's expression kept changing. He didn't dare to look Duan Zhengchun in the eye. His whole body was trembling, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He seemed to be weighing the consequences of speaking or not speaking.

"Looks like you're still not being honest."

Duan Zhengchun casually remarked, then reached out and pressed another acupoint on the Pavilion Master's body.

Immediately afterwards, the Pavilion Master's face contorted in pain, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he trembled more violently, letting out muffled groans of pain.

“I have a hundred ways to get you to talk, but I advise you not to take any chances.”

Duan Zhengchun looked coldly at the still stubborn Pavilion Master, his voice growing even colder.

"The person...the person was sent to Zixia Peak three months ago, and we don't know if they're alive or dead..."

What kind of place is Zixia Peak?

"...It's the stronghold of the Vajra Sect..."

Under immense torment, the Pavilion Master finally revealed the truth.

"Please... have mercy..."

The Pavilion Master spoke again, but before she could finish her sentence, Duan Zhengchun had already made his move, plunging his short knife directly into the Pavilion Master's head, in from the left and out from the right.

"Pity..."

Duan Zhengchun looked at the dying Pavilion Master standing in front of him, shook his head and said something. Without lingering, he walked past the Pavilion Master, helped up the still unconscious Lin Zhiyuan, and walked straight out.

In his eyes, he never cared whether the victim was a man or a woman; as long as the person was extremely wicked, he would show no mercy.

Perhaps he would have hesitated in his previous life, but he is no longer the same in this one.

As Duan Zhengchun helped Lin Zhiyuan out of the private room, the Pavilion Master's body slowly fell to the ground, his beautiful face still revealing unspeakable fear.

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