Forced Confession Overnight, Teasing the Female Superior

A few breaths later, Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian each dragged three people, winding their way into the deepest part of the Imperial Guard's Heavenly Prison.

The prison was dimly lit, echoing with miserable howls, and hung with all manner of terrifying torture devices.

Under Xiao Lian's command, Zhang Jiao, Wang Meng, Huang Long, and eight other captains were already waiting.

Several of them yawned, annoyed at being called in for overtime in the middle of the night.

Seeing Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian, both Lords, arrive together, their clothes thoroughly soaked, the captains exchanged glances, their gossipy hearts burning.

"What's going on?"

"Did the two Lords go roll around in a hot spring?"

"Lord Ning Chuan has such peculiar tastes, not content with a soft bed, he has to seek thrills in the water late at night. Lord Ning really knows how to have fun!"

Wang Meng and the others winked and nudged Ning Chuan, giving him a thumbs-up in secret, which made Ning Chuan's forehead break out in black lines.

Seeing their lack of seriousness, a slight blush spread across Xiao Lian's face, and she gave a delicate shout:

"What are you looking at? Get to work!"

"Understood!"

The captains quickly stepped forward, helping to drag away the six bandit leaders.

"Holy crap! The Six Bandit Overlords!"

"The two Lords wiped out the bandits in Qingshan County in one fell swoop!"

Wang Meng jumped up, his face showing disbelief.

The others also gasped, looking at Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian with expressions of surprise, awe, and incredulity.

These six leaders were experts of Martial Arts Sixth Rank, who had established their domain in Qingshan County and ruled the area.

Furthermore, they had the secret support of the Han Family, where the County Magistrate belonged, colluding with officials and bandits to act with impunity.

Since Lord Leng arrived at the Imperial Guard, he had been planning a decapitation strike to capture these six leaders.

However, due to a shortage of Imperial Guard experts, the plan had not yet been implemented. They never expected it to be realized like this.

After a burst of excitement, the captains busied themselves.

First, they used hooks to pierce the leaders' clavicles, then bound them tightly with dragon-binding ropes, hanging the six men on the torture rack.

"Heh heh, once you're in my Imperial Guard prison, you'll confess to all the bad deeds you've done in your past lives!"

"Long live the two Lords! As long as we can extract evidence of the Han Family's collusion with the bandits, the County Magistrate Han Zhang won't be far from death!"

Splash...

Zhang Jiao brought over a large bucket of ice water and poured it over Black Crow, the First Boss of Black Wind Stronghold.

Black Crow slowly opened his old eyes, only to be met with the 108 kinds of shocking tortures of the Ming Dynasty's Imperial Guard.

"Ah!..."

Screams of agony tore through the night sky, chilling anyone who heard them.

Xiao Lian quickly frowned and walked away, Ning Chuan following her out of the Heavenly Prison.

"Brothers, whatever you do, don't kill them. Save them for me to deal with personally!"

Ning Chuan couldn't resist adding as he left, sending a shiver down Wang Meng and the others' spines.

"Lord Ning, is he that bloodthirsty?"

Outside the Heavenly Prison, the lights were bright, with countless Imperial Guards standing guard, exuding an atmosphere of stern killing intent.

At the entrance was a large hall, where Leng Hanshuang sat high on the main seat, with a green-robed old man standing respectfully behind her.

The green-robed old man was Leng Hanshuang's Dao protector, Uncle Liu, an expert of Martial Arts Third Rank.

Martial Arts Third Rank, also known as Martial Emperor, the Emperor of Martial Arts, was already a high and mighty existence among warriors, looking down upon all beings.

The old man's eyebrows were white, his eyelids slightly closed, appearing to be in a state between sleep and wakefulness.

Eight Squad Leaders sat neatly in two rows below.

Of the ten Imperial Guard Squad Leaders, all were present except for Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian.

The captains felt uneasy, fearing Leng Hanshuang, and dared not speak to each other, only exchanging glances and communicating silently.

"Why has the Demoness Leng summoned us all here in the middle of the night? What is she planning?"

"I heard that Lord Xiao Lian captured an important criminal and just put them inside. I wonder who it is?"

The captains were clueless, filled with curiosity and wild speculation.

One impatient Squad Leader finally couldn't help himself, stood up, bowed, and asked in a deep voice.

"Lord Leng, may I ask what important figure was just imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison?"

"Ask no more, just follow orders!"

Leng Hanshuang spoke slowly, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

"If the person imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison escapes, I will hold you accountable!"

"Furthermore, no one is to leave this place without my permission. Those who disobey will be killed without mercy!"

Leng Hanshuang's voice was bone-chillingly cold, carrying a hint of killing intent, as icy as her name.

"Yes!"

"We obey your command!"

In the hall, eight Squad Leaders trembled, not daring to ask further, fearing they would anger the Demoness Leng and suffer the same fate as Ma Dayuan.

Ning Chuan followed Xiao Lian out of the Heavenly Prison. Just as he was about to step forward to greet Leng Hanshuang, he suddenly felt a prickling sensation on his back, as if he had become prey targeted by a tiger.

He quickly turned his head and met the gaze of the old man in green behind Leng Hanshuang.

The old man's eyelids slightly parted, and a sliver of his aura pressed down on Ning Chuan, seemingly carrying the might of a collapsing heaven and earth.

Damn old man, he's strong!

Ning Chuan grumbled inwardly, then abruptly circulated his Blood Essence to its limit, gritting his teeth and pushing back.

As the aura pressed down, Ning Chuan felt a roar in his head, as if struck by a sledgehammer.

Stars danced before his eyes, his body swayed unsteadily, and he was about to fall as if drunk.

"Ning Chuan, are you alright?"

Seeing Ning Chuan's strange state, Xiao Lian quickly supported him and asked with concern.

The old man in green retracted the sharp glint in his eyes, surprised.

Hmm, such strong physical fitness, such powerful body-tempering techniques!

What a shame, he hasn't cultivated true qi at 16. He's already passed the best age for martial arts training. Such a raw gem wasted!

The old man in green momentarily considered taking him as a disciple, but then lost interest.

He sighed inwardly, then closed his eyes, his face devoid of emotion, as if he had lost interest in Ning Chuan.

What the old man in green didn't know was that Ning Chuan's Body Tempering Realm had reached a terrifying 117th level, far beyond the understanding of this world.

It was precisely because Ning Chuan's Body Tempering Realm was so strong that the old man in green couldn't see through him, thus missing out on a heaven-defying disciple.

Ning Chuan shook his head for a while, gradually regaining his senses. Seeing that the old man had closed his eyes, as if he had lost interest in him.

His eyes darted around, and his body suddenly went limp, collapsing into Xiao Lian's arms.

"Lord Xiao Lian, my internal injuries have flared up, and I fear it's beyond saving. I won't be able to accompany you and Lord Leng on your conquest of the world!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lian's heart was thrown into disarray. She hugged Ning Chuan tightly and fumbled all over him.

"Ning Chuan, quickly tell me, where are you injured!"

"Miss has plenty of medicine, even the most severe injuries can be healed!"

Xiao Lian's voice was filled with urgency. She tried to recall the scene of the ambush by the Six Bosses but couldn't remember when Ning Chuan had been injured.

Ning Chuan secretly reveled in the moment, feeling his entire body and mind enveloped by softness and a faint fragrance, a sensation of being in the clouds, soft and light.

He suddenly rolled his eyes, making a "heh heh" sound in his throat, as if struggling before his last breath.

His head nuzzled in Xiao Lian's embrace, and one of his hands went around Xiao Lian's slender waist, fumbling around.

This scene stunned everyone in the hall. Xiao Lian was flustered by her concern, while the others were clear-headed observers.

The old man in green's mouth twitched, his closed eyelids fluttering slightly. He was inwardly annoyed.

This brat, I only suppressed him with my aura, there's no need to act so dramatically, is there?

Several Squad Leaders were bewildered. They looked at the Demoness Leng, then at Ning Chuan, and silently mourned for Ning Chuan in their hearts.

Didn't they say Ning Chuan was the Demoness Leng's kept man?

Lord Ning, the Demoness Leng is watching. It's not good to tease a respectable woman like this!

This brat actually dares to take advantage of Lord Xiao Lian in front of the Demoness Leng. He's dead, he's dead!

Some people inwardly gloated, anticipating Ning Chuan being torn to pieces by the Demoness Leng.

Leng Hanshuang saw Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian emerge. A faint smile on her lips gradually disappeared, and her pretty face turned cold.

"Ning Chuan, have you had enough?"

Leng Hanshuang's icy words echoed through the hall, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees.

"Bang!"

Officer Ning, who was floating in the clouds enjoying himself, was unexpectedly thrown to the ground by Xiao Lian, landing in a spectacular backside-first pose.

"Scoundrel!"

With a delicate cry, Xiao Lian darted to Leng Hanshuang's side, glaring at Ning Chuan through gritted teeth, her eyes blazing with fury.

Ning Chuan stood up from the ground, rubbing his backside with an innocent expression, his old face flushing slightly.

Just then, a loud voice echoed from the doorway.

"The County Magistrate has arrived!"