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"ah!!"

Zhao Shan let out an extremely shrill scream. After colliding with the demon bone pestle, one of his arms twisted into a bizarre bend.

From the hand bone to the wrist, it was shattered inch by inch. Although it was still connected to the arm, all the bones inside were broken.

"How is that possible!"

Zhao Shan seemed to be wearing a mask of pain, but in his heart he was extremely incredulous.

Isn't it a top-grade magic artifact? How can it be so hard?

In fact, apart from its hardness being comparable to that of a spiritual weapon, this demon bone pestle has no other advantages.

Because of its extremely hard texture, it is impossible to refine array patterns into the pestle, and therefore it cannot be controlled with divine sense. It can only be manipulated simply with spiritual power, or, like Chen Ye, held in his hand and smashed at close range to achieve a surprise effect.

But it must be said that the effect was indeed quite good; with just one strike, it directly shattered one of Zhao Shan's arms!

Zhao Shan was a ruthless man. His face was contorted with rage as he gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain. He then used his other arm to violently grab Chen Ye's neck.

This attack was ruthless and vicious, clearly aimed at killing Chen Ye.

As for any secret techniques or soul-binding arts, they are no longer important. What use are secret techniques if you're already dead?

But how could Chen Ye let him have his way?

"court death!"

He snorted coldly, once again giving Zhao Shan a feeling of his soul trembling. Under such close impact, his body was like a shaking sieve, and his raised arm was frozen in mid-air.

Without hesitation, Chen Ye smashed down with his pestle!

Click!

With another sharp crack, Zhao Shan's two arms snapped one after the other, hanging limply downwards like two ropes.

While body cultivators are physically strong, their attack methods are limited to their limbs. Moreover, he had previously planned to capture Chen Ye alive to extract the secret techniques of soul attack, so he did not use any magical artifacts.

Now that both of his arms have been broken, coupled with three consecutive soul shocks, his mind is in a daze, making him almost half-crippled!

But this is far from enough.

Chen Ye, with a cautious and prudent attitude, was determined not to give the enemy any chance to turn the tide!

He swung his demon bone short pestle repeatedly, raining down on Zhao Shan like a storm.

Bang bang bang!

Click, click, click!

"Ahhh~~"

The narrow mountain pass was swept by howling winds, and amidst the wind, the sounds of breaking bones and agonizing screams could be heard from time to time.

As dusk approached, any ordinary person who came near this place would likely be terrified upon hearing the commotion.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Phew~~"

Chen Ye let out a long breath and stretched his slightly sore arms.

This demon bone pestle is indeed convenient for hitting people, but its only drawback is that it consumes some spiritual energy.

It's a high-grade magic weapon after all, so it can't be too easy to use.

At this moment, Zhao Shan lay sprawled on the ground like a giant worm. In the past quarter of an hour, Chen Ye had broken every bone in his body with a short pestle.

Don't blame Chen Ye for being so cautious. After all, this is his first time facing a body cultivator. Who knows if this person has any hidden tricks up his sleeve?

But it's probably gone now, because his hand has been smashed into a pulp...

"I ask, you answer, do you understand?"

Chen Ye pressed the short pestle against Zhao Shan's forehead and said in an icy tone.

Cultivators have a vitality far exceeding that of ordinary people. Moreover, Chen Ye had only shattered his limbs and bones, without damaging his internal organs. In fact, fearing that he might accidentally kill him prematurely, he had specially transferred a wisp of spiritual energy to protect his heart meridian.

"Ask...ask quickly...ask me so you can kill me."

Zhao Shan urged intermittently, he really didn't want to suffer like this anymore.

In fact, when Chen Ye broke his limbs, he was already prepared to answer any questions.

But who knew this kid was no human being? Even though he was no longer a threat, why did he still smash all the bones in his body?

"Very good." Chen Ye nodded in satisfaction, then asked.

"What is your relationship with that rogue cultivator surnamed Zhao who runs the Baihua Tower? Did he order you to ambush me?"

Zhao Shan rolled the whites of his eyes and answered almost mechanically.

"He...he's my brother, his name is Zhao...Qingyuan. We organize exchange meetings to select cultivators without a solid foundation to target..."

Sure enough!

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Chen Ye's eyes. He had already suspected Zhao Shan when he saw him, after all, this person's physique was too easy to recognize. Wasn't he one of the first cultivators to complete the exchange at Baihua Tower?

"My second question is, how did you track me?"

Zhao Shan coughed up a mouthful of blood and said intermittently.

"The black-striped bee is a spirit insect I raise. It's extremely sensitive to the pollen of the spirit locust tree, and your invitation... has pollen on it!"

Perhaps due to the severity of his injuries, even though Chen Ye had given him a wisp of spiritual energy to sustain his life, Zhao Shan's condition was still rapidly deteriorating.

"One last question, where is the cultivation technique you practice?"

Chen Ye seized the opportunity to ask, while simultaneously sending over a wisp of spiritual energy.

At this moment, Zhao Shan was already somewhat delirious; this wisp of spiritual energy merely added a little more light to his dim eyes.

"The interlayer...inside the clothes!" he hissed.

stab~

Chen Ye sliced ​​open Zhao Shan's robe with his sword and found a yellowed animal hide inside the upper garment.

It was only a thin layer, but the texture was extremely solid, and it was covered with tiny characters.

"Why are there only the first three floors?" Chen Ye frowned, but Zhao Shan suddenly burst into laughter at that moment.

"Hahaha, how can such a high-level cultivation technique be stored in one place? If you want to obtain the subsequent techniques from the secret repository, go find my brother!"

Pfft~~

With a gloomy face, Chen Ye flicked out a Spirit Annihilation Finger, blasting Zhao Shan's head to smithereens!

"Spirit-rank cultivation technique..."

Chen Ye put the animal hide into his bosom and kept it close to his body. He never expected that this person was actually practicing a spirit-level body tempering technique!

The cultivation methods here are divided into ordinary cultivation methods, spiritual cultivation methods, wondrous methods, precious techniques, and so on.

For example, the Tide Spirit Guiding Technique that Chen Ye is currently cultivating is considered a good one among ordinary cultivation techniques, but at most he can only cultivate it to the level of the Secret Treasure.

Once you break through the Hidden Realm, you must choose a new cultivation method, also known as a Spirit Rank cultivation method.

The problem is, which of the Spirit Rank cultivation techniques isn't the core technique of those secret families? Why would they pass it on to someone outside their clan?

Even if you have made great contributions to your master, it's a completely different matter when it comes to secret techniques!

The main family could not possibly raise someone from another surname who posed a threat to the family, which is why Chen Ye wanted to leave the Gong family.

As for why Zhao Shan was so confident in handing over the cultivation technique, Chen Ye knew without a doubt what he was up to.

This man's brother is at least at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. If Chen Ye dares to come to his door, he will surely die!

"You want your brother to avenge you?"

Chen Ye sneered inwardly.

He will go; a spirit-level cultivation technique is worth the risk, but definitely not now.