Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

The dull thud of the whip striking flesh, the sizzling sound of a red-hot iron against the skin...

The creaking sound of the clamps tightening and rubbing against the bones was mixed together, sending chills down one's spine.

Cheng Yi's body, which was originally in relatively good condition, was soon torn open, bleeding profusely, and was a gruesome sight.

Li Fu stood in the corner, watching the bloody scene with a furrowed brow.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the small space, making one feel nauseous.

Zhang Yuan quietly approached him and whispered, "This Duan Gang is said to be a famous constable, someone who is said to be extremely skilled in interrogation and torture."

Even the toughest man would have to talk back under his command.

Li Fu watched in silence.

Indeed, Duan Gang was extremely skilled in torture. He used ordinary instruments of torture in the county government office in creative ways, precisely tormenting Cheng Yi.

Each strike inflicts maximum pain without causing life-threatening injuries, with even more punishments to follow, sending chills down the spine of the viewer.

Finally, Cheng Yi could not withstand the torture and broke down mentally, confessing in a hoarse voice.

"I said...I said...Yes, I have killed people!"

A few years ago... some fool offended me... and in a fit of rage... I went to his house... and killed him..."

He was breathing heavily, his eyes filled with fear and pain.

"Afterwards...the government didn't issue an arrest warrant for me...not because they didn't want to...it's because those constables were useless and didn't find out the truth!"

They just couldn't find any evidence.

But this time it's different!

Here come two renowned detectives... If I, with my swift knife skills, am targeted and listed as a suspect... and you investigate... if my past cases are unearthed... I'm finished!

Yesterday...yesterday I felt like someone was watching me...I knew something was wrong...so I wanted to run away as fast as I could..."

Duan Gang didn't believe it at all and was not satisfied: "Take the easy way out and honestly tell me about Master Mu's matter!"

He ordered the torture to continue.

Even more brutal punishments were inflicted upon him, causing Cheng Yi to convulse and emit inhuman howls, almost unrecognizable as a human.

No matter how much he was tortured, he kept repeating the same thing, insisting that he only fled because he was afraid of the old case being exposed, and refused to admit that he was involved in the death of Master Mu.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, his head lolled to the side, and he completely lost consciousness, leaving only a mangled, bloody body.

Li Fu frowned even more deeply.

Cheng Yi's final expression and confession did not seem like he was lying.

But how do you explain those fearless black-clad assassins last night who were clearly trying to silence you?

Is the real culprit behind this deliberately creating a smokescreen?

But why spend so much money and sacrifice so many loyal soldiers just to cover things up for a short while?

The cost and the benefits are completely disproportionate, so what's the point?

Li Fuyue felt increasingly confused and full of doubts.

He couldn't help but think of the reward from the Heavenly Book: the Great Mastery of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!

Last night, I tested the power of Taizu Long Fist for the first time. Combined with the Nine Yang True Qi, it was already incredibly powerful.

If one could also obtain the extremely powerful and yang Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms... its power would more than double, and one's martial arts skills would surely skyrocket!

This thought ignited a fire within him.

But the case before them was like being stuck in a quagmire, not only not becoming clear, but even more confusing.

Just then, a constable rushed into the torture chamber, panting heavily, his face pale and his voice trembling.

"Reporting, Lord Duan! Something terrible has happened! The Mu family's Fourth Master... has been found dead... dead in his own garden!"

"What?!"

Duan Gang suddenly stood up, his expression changing drastically.

Li Fu was also shocked, finding it hard to believe.

Before the second night arrived, the second of the four highly skilled members of the Mu family died. And the murderer appeared in broad daylight at noon?!

How could they be so arrogant?!

……

Upon hearing that another bloody incident had occurred in the Mu family, Li Fu and the others felt a chill in their hearts and rushed to the Mu residence.

The incident occurred in the Fuzhong Garden.

The sun was blazing, and the sunlight, which should have been bright, instead cast a crimson glow on the ground, making it exceptionally glaring.

The fourth master of the Mu family lay on his back on the garden path, his eyes wide open, frozen in shock and overwhelming resentment, as if he recognized the murderer before he died, but was no longer able to utter a sound.

There were more than a dozen knife wounds on his lower back, short and ruthless, just like those on Master Mu's body.

The eldest and third masters of the Mu family stood beside the corpse, filled with grief and indignation.

Master Mu was usually aloof and rarely showed his emotions, but at this moment he was overcome with rage and slammed his palm on a tree as thick as a bowl next to him. With a crack, the tree trunk snapped in two.

His beard and hair stood on end as he roared at the towering courtyard walls in all directions.

"Get out here! You bastard of the Bone-Scraping Evil Blade! If you have the guts, come out and fight your Third Master for three hundred rounds!"

Li Fu's gaze swept over the corpse.

This Master Mu, with his fiery temper, was most disdainful of the arrogant claim yesterday that the descendant of the Evil Blade had killed all four members of the Mu family in three days, and he cursed him the most fiercely.

Now he has become the second target. Is it for revenge? Or for provocation?

Could the murderer be from yesterday's banquet?

He looked up and around.

The Mu family mansion is a deep and secluded compound with towering walls and upturned eaves.

Looking at them now, it seemed as if a pair of cold eyes were hidden in those shadowy corners and behind the rooftops, mockingly watching their horror, panic, and grief, taking in everything.

"What on earth is going on?!"

Duan Gang stared at the eldest son of the Mu family.

Mu Tianying, this once-powerful hero, seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, his figure appearing unusually thin.

He bent down sorrowfully, trembling as he closed his fourth brother's unwilling eyes, his voice hoarse: "When we heard the screams... when we rushed over... the fourth brother was already... already... dead."

He couldn't continue.

Li Fu squatted down to examine the wound closely and said.

"Another surprise attack that caught us completely off guard."

Cheng Yi is still on the execution chair in the county government office, unable to walk. Today's events were definitely not his doing.

But the scope remains the same. The murderer must be a close acquaintance of the four old heroes of the Mu family, someone they know very well and trust deeply. So close that even though Fourth Master Mu knew that Second Master Mu had been killed by an attack from an acquaintance, he did not suspect that the other party was responsible…”

His gaze swept over everyone present, and doubts arose in his mind.

For a seasoned veteran like Master Mu to still open his back without any suspicion after his second brother's tragic death, the identity of this acquaintance must be extremely close.

What kind of prestige and authority did he hold?

Is it a case of returning after leaving, approaching under the guise of comfort, and then suddenly launching an attack?

Han Wenyuan's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "I arrived as quickly as I heard the noise, but unfortunately... I only caught a glimpse of the killer's back from afar, and I couldn't catch up."

"A back view?!"

Hope suddenly ignited in everyone's eyes, even if it was just a glimmer of hope!

"Clad in gray, tall and imposing, with impressive agility, he scaled the wall and left... that's all."

Han Wenyuan sighed.

A fleeting glimpse of a retreating figure; too few clues.

Grandpa Mu and Third Master Mu murmured, "Tall stature... tall stature..."

It seems like we've finally found some direction, but in the martial arts world, there are plenty of people with strong bones and tall statures.

Master Mu the Second, Master Mu the Fourth, and many of their guests all fit the description.

The scope is still too large.

Li Fu's heart stirred slightly, and he glanced at Duan Gang beside him without making a sound.

Come to think of it, isn't this just a ready-made "tall and imposing" figure?

Did Duan Gang have the time to commit the crime?

During the morning's torture, it seems that he went to the latrine and rested for a while before letting his men continue the torture.