Taking the Pill

Crack, crack, crack, crack.

All his joints were dislocated at once.

Chen Quan slammed his head against the ground, half his face pressed against the cold, hard floor tiles, unable to move.

Old Man Xiang took off the black cloth covering his face, pulled out a cloth bag from his pocket, took out silver needles, and coated them with an unknown medicine.

"You recognize me, you should know I'm a Hundred-Household Officer of the Embroidered Uniform Guard."

"A Hundred-Household Officer must be well-versed in torture."

"This needle technique is also quite famous within the Embroidered Uniform Guard, called King Yama's Three Needles."

"Even a man with bones as hard as iron can't withstand these three needles."

"Years ago, when the Crown Prince ascended the throne before the altar, some people plotted rebellion."

"They caught the rebels, but they wouldn't talk."

"After two needles, they confessed everything."

"Today, you have the fortune to experience it."

Old Man Xiang spoke very slowly.

Perhaps he wanted to break the person's psychological defense with his words.

Or perhaps it was simply because he had no one to talk to, so he could only tell his enemy how formidable it was.

But to Chen Quan's ears, it was like a muffled thunderclap, chasing after his soul to claim his life.

Embroidered Uniform Guard!

Just hearing the name, Chen Quan was already trembling all over with fear.

Anyone who entered the Embroidered Uniform Guard's Imperial Prison could not keep a secret.

To them, the Embroidered Uniform Guard was already the Living King Yama.

And he was actually going to experience such a terrifying thing.

One of the Embroidered Uniform Guard's most famous tortures.

This kind of honor, he would rather not have.

Chen Quan quickly shook his head, his eyes full of pleading.

"Want to talk now?"

Old Man Xiang reattached Chen Quan's jaw.

Chen Quan's voice trembled, "Lord Xiang, people die from this."

"I really don't know who is targeting you."

"We just had a conflict, I'm willing to compensate."

"Even supporting your son for the rest of his life, I would have no complaints."

Old Man Xiang's expression, which had been normal, suddenly turned ferocious. "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

Saying this, he dislocated Chen Quan's jaw again.

He raised a silver needle and pierced it into his spine.

Directly touching the nerves.

Old Man Xiang also controlled Chen Quan's vocal cords, so even though he was in extreme pain, not a single sound came out.

Chen Quan began to foam at the mouth as if having an epileptic seizure, his veins bulging on his face, twisting in agony as he started to writhe.

But with his joints dislocated, he couldn't move at all.

Snot and tears quickly streamed out, his face contorted in pain, like a fish out of water, mouth gaping, eyes rolling back.

This lasted for a full ten breaths.

Old Man Xiang pulled out the silver needle and reached out to reattach Chen Quan's jaw.

Chen Quan opened his mouth and gasped for fresh air.

"I... I'll talk."

"I'll talk."

"It was Wen Fu, the steward of the second branch of the Marquis Jing'an's estate."

"He gave us two hundred taels of silver and said that you had already lost your position as Hundred-Household Officer and were thrown into the prison to guard the gate."

"Even if your son was paralyzed, you wouldn't seek revenge."

Chen Quan told him everything, holding nothing back.

Because it was too easy to investigate.

It seemed they had never intended to hide it; they were openly telling him that crushing him was no different from crushing an ant.

They could just find two wild dogs to bite his son to death.

Just as that person said, if his son Xiang Wen had only been paralyzed, he wouldn't have sought revenge.

But the man was dead!

The scar on Old Man Xiang's face twisted like a centipede.

He took out the Venerable Soul Banner from his懷中.

"To die under the Immortal Master's Magic Treasure, you can be considered to have died a fitting death."

On the way back, Old Man Xiang had already sensed that the Venerable Soul Banner had absorbed ghosts.

If he used this thing to kill people, could it absorb their souls?

Old Man Xiang didn't know, but he was willing to try.

He pinned Chen Quan down.

The gray mist was absorbed by the Venerable Soul Banner.

Old Man Xiang grinned.

He checked the breath of the prostitute, making sure she hadn't woken up.

Old Man Xiang hesitated, but in the end, he didn't strike.

When he was on duty before, the orders from above were to kill everyone, leaving no one alive.

He always felt uncomfortable, but he could only obey the orders.

Now that he was alone, he didn't want to create more killing karma and implicate his wife and children who were going to reincarnate.

Xiang Hu grinned, laughing at his own fear.

The former executioner actually didn't dare to kill.

One night.

Bloody and brutal.

The Wild Dog Gang was wiped out, and all three deputy leaders were killed with a single blow.

The gang leader's body was chopped up so badly it couldn't be sewn back together.

Old Man Xiang dragged his exhausted body back home.

After torture and interrogation, the information he finally obtained was largely the same.

Killing the people of the Wild Dog Gang brought Old Man Xiang no pleasure.

They were indeed the direct murderers of Xiang Wen, and the indirect murderers of his wife and children, but they were not the masterminds.

The mastermind was still living comfortably.

Old Man Xiang's heart was twisted like a knife.

It wasn't that he hadn't gone to the Marquis Jing'an's manor, but that he simply couldn't get in.

He had gone there one night, and the experts inside immediately discovered him.

Fortunately, the other party didn't pursue him.

The Marquis Jing'an's manor had high walls and deep courtyards, with countless expert guards. Charging in impulsively would be no different from seeking death.

If he wanted to assassinate, he would still have to force a confession from the steward of the second branch.

The Wild Dog Gang incident seemed to have resulted in many deaths, but it didn't have a big impact on the Liang Capital.

However, he didn't have much time left.

Even though he had concealed and dealt with the traces.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard could still find flaws from the clues and subtle signs. The technique couldn't be faked, and the traces couldn't be erased.

Because it was too familiar.

This was an internal technique of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

According to the efficiency of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, they might soon trace it back to him.

"What should I do?" Old Man Xiang knelt on the ground, clenching his fists.

He was very confused.

He couldn't get into the Marquis Jing'an's manor.

After his former benefactor lost power, they also lost the ability to protect them.

Perhaps it was because he had no one to confide in, Old Man Xiang took out the Venerable Soul Banner.

"Magic Treasure, oh Magic Treasure, what exactly should I do?"

He channeled his Internal Qi.

Tu Shan Jun felt like he could move again.

Twisted black mist formed words.

"Eat pills,"

"Power."

Four words.

Old Man Xiang held up the Venerable Soul Banner as if possessed.

Whether by some fluke or because the Magic Treasure understood his thoughts.

"Pill?"

"Power?"

"Eat."

Old Man Xiang crawled up from the ground.

He rummaged through the boxes at the bottom.

Items were scattered everywhere until he took out the small box and placed it on the table.

The Yin Soul Pill lay quietly in the handkerchief.

It looked like black glazed glass.

It even absorbed the surrounding light.

Old Man Xiang picked up the Yin Soul Pill.

He really doubted if this thing could actually be eaten.

Would eating it grant power?

Tu Shan Jun was also a bit hesitant. To be honest, he wasn't sure if ordinary people would gain strength by eating a Yin Soul Pill.

For Cultivators, the Yin Soul Pill was definitely a great tonic, capable of significantly increasing Magic Power accumulation.

As long as it wasn't eaten like candy, leading to a Yin Evil constitution, there would be no side effects.

It could absolutely be called a miraculous elixir.

There were only two choices: eat or not eat.

Either gain power or continue to wait for an opportunity.

However, time waited for no one. If the bodies were collected tomorrow morning, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard intervened, they would quickly follow the clues and find their way here.

In Tu Shan Jun's opinion, Old Man Xiang had reached a dead end.

There was only one path: gamble his life.

Old Man Xiang gripped the Venerable Soul Banner tightly.

He gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, and swallowed the Yin Soul Pill.

The Yin Soul Pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, turning into a clear, cold current that flowed through his limbs, bones, meridians, and acupoints.

Old Man Xiang was a bit surprised. He had expected it to be difficult to swallow, but it melted like water.

Then came the bone-chilling cold.

A vast energy surged, frantically flushing through his meridians, rushing towards his Dantian.

Pain, distortion.

The cold made Old Man Xiang curl into a ball.

Tu Shan Jun in the Soul Banner frowned. Li Qing Feng hadn't had such a strong reaction when he took it; it was quite mild.

Now, Old Man Xiang's lips were already turning purple, and he was trembling from the cold.

Even after covering himself with several layers of blankets, he still couldn't feel warm.

Even his consciousness became blurry.

He won't die, will he? Tu Shan Jun mused.

I should have let Old Man Xiang test it on someone else first. Directly testing the medicine on himself is too dangerous.

The incident happened suddenly, and there was nothing he could do.

He didn't know how much time passed.

Old Man Xiang suddenly sat up.

"I'm still... alive." Old Man Xiang checked himself. He was still intact and alive, not frozen to death.

He just still felt cold.

He felt the Internal Qi in his Dantian; it had increased by a full fold.

"This!"

Old Man Xiang was dumbfounded.

What kind of treasure could increase one's Internal Qi by a fold overnight?

It brought him back to being a quasi First-Rate Expert.

Although he was almost frozen to death, the reward far exceeded his imagination.

And this kind of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure that could greatly increase one's cultivation came from this Command Flag Magic Treasure, from a Demonic Path Immortal Master.

Good, the person is still alive.

Tu Shan Jun let out a sigh of relief.

If Old Man Xiang had died from eating it, he would have to start the plan all over again.