In a secluded, deserted alley, Su Que set Jing Sha down.
He first searched Jing Sha and found no silver, secret manuals, medicine formulas, or anything else.
Thinking about it, that made sense. Jing Sha had been lured out so suddenly that he naturally would not have carried such things on him.
After setting those thoughts aside, Su Que immediately slapped Jing Sha on the shoulder.
A stream of Wedding Dress Divine Skill true qi entered Jing Sha's body.
Jing Sha was still unconscious and could not use his own Crimson Fiend Skill true qi to resist at all.
In but an instant, the Wedding Dress Divine Skill true qi shattered every meridian in Jing Sha's limbs.
Under the excruciating pain, Jing Sha jolted and immediately woke.
His pupils suddenly widened. Just as he was about to strike, he discovered that his limbs were wracked with pain, leaving him unable to muster even a shred of strength.
"You are..."
Just as Jing Sha was about to ask, Su Que pressed a hand over his head, cutting him off.
"If you do not want to die, answer my questions."
"What do you want to know?" Jing Sha's eyes revealed shock as he looked at Su Que, speaking while guessing at Su Que's identity.
"Do you have the Crimson Fiend Skill manual?" Su Que asked.
If there was a Crimson Fiend Skill manual, it would be far less troublesome than forcing Jing Sha to explain how to cultivate it.
"No," Jing Sha answered.
"Really?" With a thought, Su Que sent Wedding Dress Divine Skill true qi into Jing Sha's body.
At once, the Wedding Dress Divine Skill true qi ran rampant within Jing Sha's body.
Jing Sha felt an unbearable numb itch spread through his body, and for a moment, he wished he were dead.
"H-Hero, p-please... stop. The manual... I have it!" Jing Sha's eyes streamed with tears, sweat pouring down his body as he spoke in a trembling voice.
"Where?" Su Que withdrew his Wedding Dress Divine Skill true qi.
Jing Sha panted. "In my training room."
"Where is your training room?" Su Que asked.
"In the innermost courtyard of that residence."
Bang!
Su Que knocked Jing Sha unconscious again, skillfully slung him over his shoulder, and carried him as he flew across several alleys.
Reaching the outer wall of the innermost courtyard, he leapt over it and entered the residence.
Whoosh!
Su Que landed on the ground.
The two White Lotus Disciples boiling medicine heard the commotion and were just about to turn around to look.
Su Que tossed Jing Sha from his shoulder aside, fiercely stomped his right foot against the ground, and his figure suddenly blurred as he swept toward the two White Lotus Disciples.
Just as the two White Lotus Disciples had turned their heads halfway, Su Que threw both fists out, unleashing the supremely hard and fierce fist force of the Heart Damage Art upon their cheeks.
Bang!
In an instant, the two White Lotus Disciples' heads spun around once before they dropped to the ground with a smack.
Su Que searched the two White Lotus Disciples and obtained more than eighty taels of silver.
After tucking the silver into his robe, Su Que swept back to where Jing Sha lay, lifted his body, and searched the rooms in the courtyard.
There were three rooms in the courtyard. From their furnishings, it was clear that one was a training room, one a bedroom, and one a room dedicated to worshipping gods.
Many statues were enshrined in the worship room. The largest sat in the center: a statue of an elderly female bodhisattva.
Su Que guessed that this statue was the Immortal Mother whom the White Lotus Disciples so often spoke of.
The elderly female bodhisattva statue wore an eerie smile. After Su Que glanced at it, he actually felt as though it were truly smiling at him.
More than a dozen statues surrounded the elderly female bodhisattva. They wore either Buddhist or Daoist garb, yet their faces were as savage as demons, radiating an aura of terror.
When Su Que shifted his gaze to those statues, he actually felt as though these Evil Gods had descended around him and surrounded him.
Su Que hurriedly blinked and looked away, inwardly crying that this was downright wicked.
He no longer looked at those bizarre statues and instead walked toward the training room.
There was a wooden shelf in the training room, with more than a dozen books placed upon it.
Five books recorded the internal affairs of the White Lotus Sect in Jade Water City.
The remaining books were secret manuals and medicine formulas.
Su Que read through them one by one. He did not find the Crimson Fiend Skill among the manuals, but he did see Yin Wind Claw.
"How did Fan Wuyang's martial art end up in Jing Sha's hands?"
He did not know that after news of Fan Wuyang's death spread, Fan Wuyang's possessions had been divided among the sect members.
Among Fan Wuyang's possessions, the sect members had discovered the Yin Wind Claw manual.
After Bai Wuji, the leader, learned of this, he ordered several copies of the manual transcribed and distributed to the other Hall Masters.
As an evil art, Yin Wind Claw was more powerful than orthodox martial arts of the same level.
Seven Injuries Fist was, after all, one of the Kongtong Sect's ultimate arts. Even if some lower-ranking disciples wished to learn it, they might not necessarily comprehend it.
Yin Wind Claw was much simpler than Seven Injuries Fist, and its side effects were not nearly as severe.
Therefore, Bai Wuji wanted the Hall Masters to give Yin Wind Claw to some lower-ranking disciples for cultivation.
Other than Yin Wind Claw, the rest were all proper martial arts that held no interest for Su Que.
As for those medicine formulas, Su Que naturally took every last one.
He planned to try the formulas one by one and see which had the best medicinal effect.
He looked around, found a piece of cloth, and wrapped up Yin Wind Claw, several other martial arts manuals, and all the medicine formulas.
Then he searched the study again, yet still did not find the Crimson Fiend Skill manual.
Thus, he slapped Jing Sha on the head, sending a stream of Wedding Dress Divine Skill true qi into him.
Jing Sha jolted and immediately woke.
"Where is your Crimson Fiend Skill manual?" Su Que immediately asked.
"Inside that wall brick." Afraid that Su Que would torment him again, Jing Sha answered at once, his gaze shifting toward a wall brick.
"This one?" Following Jing Sha's gaze, Su Que touched a wall brick.
"Yes." Jing Sha nodded.
Su Que lightly tapped the brick, and a small burst of Seven Injuries Fist force erupted.
With a sharp crack, the entire wall brick shattered into powder, revealing a yellowed little booklet.
Su Que took out the booklet and blew away the stone dust.
The words "Crimson Fiend Skill" were written on the booklet.
Opening it, he saw that it recorded the cultivation method for the Crimson Fiend Skill.
Su Que satisfactorily placed the Crimson Fiend Skill manual into his bundle, then asked Jing Sha:
"How can I find your leader, Bai Wuji?"
Su Que thought that Jing Sha ranked higher than Zhao Tashan and should know Bai Wuji's whereabouts.
"I don't know." Jing Sha shook his head.
Even a Hall Master does not know? Su Que frowned slightly.
"Then how do you Hall Masters usually contact him?" Su Que asked.
"As long as we leave a mark on the city wall, Bai Wuji's messenger will come contact us. Then we arrange the location and time of the meeting," Jing Sha answered.
"How strong is Bai Wuji?" Su Que asked again.
He was verifying Zhao Tashan's words.
"He is a Fifth Blood Organ Refining martial artist," Jing Sha answered.
It seems Zhao Tashan was telling the truth. But then again, the torment of Wedding Dress Divine Skill true qi was not something a martial artist of Zhao Tashan's strength could endure.
Su Que thought for a while longer. Seeing that he had no more questions for Jing Sha, he punched Jing Sha in the head, ending the White Lotus Sect Hall Master's life.
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