No, This Is Wen Dao Palace

Cai Yi was completely dumbfounded.

Not only did they hang what appeared to be Nine-Turn Immortal Pill in the open air, but even worse... they used it for bathing?!

What is this if not a terrible waste?!

No, this is blasphemy against the most precious treasures of heaven and earth!

However, this is just the beginning.

As she was being led forward, Cai Yi felt as if her understanding, built up over the past twenty years, was being drastically overturned.

The Spiritual Power here was so dense it was almost liquefied, and the auras of powerful individuals were faintly visible. Although they appeared relaxed, each of them gave her a sense of unfathomable depth.

The oddly shaped rocks and exotic plants casually placed by the roadside would be enough to cause a fight if taken outside.

"Th-that is...?"

She stared blankly at a colossal object in the distance, hundreds of feet tall, its entire body covered in obscure runes.

"That one."

"Artificial Heaven and Earth Law," the junior brother replied casually. "A magical Law Artifact specially crafted by the senior brothers for those who are unable to condense the Heaven and Earth Law."

Is this a magical Law Artifact?

As they were talking, several disciples who were passing by saw Jiang Yan and his group and greeted them with smiles:

"Junior Disciple Jiang, Young Master's Mission?"

"No, this person tried to steal our things, so we caught him and took them back."

"I see."

The other person's gaze fell on the Cai Yi.

"How's this rope? The improved Binding Spirit Rope, isn't it useful?"

"Not bad, much better than having to tie it myself before." The junior brother nodded in satisfaction.

Looking at one of the senior brothers with a profound aura, Jiang Yan remembered something and asked:

"By the way, Li Shixiong, is the newly set-up defensive array in the mountains broken?"

"They've practically walked right up to my face, and it still hasn't triggered."

"No way?" Senior Li Shixiong frowned upon hearing this. "What cultivation level does this newcomer possess?"

"The minimum threshold for triggering that formation is the Spirit Venerable Realm."

"Only the Spirit Venerable triggered it?" another disciple exclaimed dramatically.

"Why didn't you just make it trigger when the Great Emperor arrives? Who are you trying to protect yourself from?"

"Huh?" Li Shixiong scratched his head, looking confused. "Isn't the Dao Wen Dao Palace... supposed to be very strong?"

"If the cloth is too weak, wouldn't it be useless?"

"Ah?"

Another person passing by overheard this and stopped, his face clearly saying: What nonsense are you spouting?

"Aren't we very weak?"

"Huh?" Someone else chimed in, "We're not Blood Fiends... Waaah!"

Before he could finish speaking, his companion covered his mouth and dragged him away.

Cai Yi stared in disbelief at the scene, overwhelmed by a strong sense of absurdity and unreality.

The disciples seemed to show little reverence for the Spirit Venerable and Great Emperor in their conversation, even displaying a hint of... teasing?

Is this the Immortal Realm?

She murmured unconsciously, her voice hoarse.

Not yet.

Meng Yu's voice came from behind, commanding, "Take him to the dungeon, interrogate him quickly, and dig out some useful information."

Soon, Cai Yi was led into a forbidden room with numerous restrictions.

Although she wasn't put on the rack, the pervasive sense of oppression made her realize that this place was a cage.

Meng Yu led Wu Zheng and a few others to gather a short distance away.

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for her to hear.

"Judging by this bird's appearance, it's a tough one." Meng Yu stroked his chin, looking at one of them. "Junior Disciple Fang, do you have a way to get her to talk?"

"What other way is there? Just send it directly to the Alchemy Chamber and refine it into Blood Pill; that would save trouble."

The young disciple, referred to as Junior Disciple Fang, chimed in, his tone as casual as if they were discussing what to have for dinner.

"That won't do."

Meng Yu shook his head, "Since the Young Master has given the order, the procedure must be followed."

After discussing it for a while, the group put forward Wu Zheng, who had previously recruited students in Two Realms City.

Wu Zheng had no choice but to step forward.

Although Cai Yi was shocked by what she had just seen and heard, she immediately became alert.

I understand that the other party's loud and secretive plot is mostly an attempt to exert psychological pressure.

She gritted her teeth inwardly, "Trying to scare me? No way!"

That shouldn't be the case.

However, after Wu Zheng stopped, he only asked one extremely simple question:

Are you hiring?

"..."

Cai Yi was stunned, completely unable to react, "What?"

Seeing this, Wu Zheng turned and walked back to Meng Yu's side, shrugged, and said with a helpless tone, "She won't confess."

"Then take them and refine them into Blood Pill. Blood Pill from the Demon Race are extremely nourishing and have a priceless market."

Fang Yuan's eyes flickered as he looked at the girl.

In his eyes, this youthful and vibrant body was no different from a withered skeleton—the beautiful exterior would eventually decay, and the true fire in the Pill Furnace merely accelerated the process.

Meng Yu hesitated and said, "Junior Disciple Fang, why do you refine Blood Pill every day? Those things are no good."

"Don't worry, I only sell that stuff, I don't touch it."

"Alright."

"No... no! Wait!"

Cai Yi finally snapped out of her daze and screamed, "He didn't ask anything! He didn't ask anything at all!"

Meng Yu and the others all looked at Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng looked completely innocent. "I asked, and she said she wouldn't confess."

Meng Yu nodded. "Then according to the rules, if they don't confess, they'll be taken to refine pills."

"Wait! You've asked the wrong question!"

Cai Yi was so anxious she almost jumped up. "You should be asking me who I am! Where I come from! What's my purpose here!"

The group exchanged glances and signals.

Wu Zheng curled his lip. "Forget it, senior brother, I think it's pointless to ask."

"No, no, we still need to follow the procedures, otherwise it will make us look unprofessional."

"Alright then." Wu Zheng sighed, turned back to Cai Yi, straightened his face, and asked in a businesslike tone, "Speak, what is your name? What are you plotting to infiltrate my sect's territory?"

Cai Yi shuddered, and after realizing what was happening, she forced out a few words through clenched teeth:

"I... I can't say."

"Look!"

Wu Zheng immediately turned around, shrugged, and said, "I told you it was a waste of time!"

"Alchemy! Alchemy!"

"I'll pluck a few of her feathers for you to keep... By the way, are there any feathers there?"

"Of course, there should be, right?"

"I was talking about feathers!"

"Hiss~ Now that you mention it, I'm starting to get curious too."

As they spoke, their gazes turned meaningfully to Cai Yi's lower body.

The gaze was so tangible that Cai Yi felt a stinging pain on her skin as if it had been peeled away and scrutinized.

"Wait... wait a minute--!!!"

Cai Yi suddenly squeezed her legs together and screamed with all her might, her voice already trembling with the sound of a breakdown.

She's figured it out now.

This group of people are not normal people at all; they are a bunch of scum and demons!

They had no intention of getting any information from her; all they cared about was the desire to tear her apart.

If it weren't for that Young Master stopping them, they would have buried themselves long ago.

Live! You must live!

Only by living can I take revenge and tear these bastards to pieces!

Upon realizing this, Cai Yi practically screamed as she blurted out:

"I confess! I confess!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an eerie silence fell over the forbidden room.

Meng Yu and Wu Zheng exchanged a glance, a barely perceptible smile playing on their lips, their eyes clearly conveying:

You think you can't be controlled?

It's the same old trick.

Only Fang Yuan, standing to the side, clicked his tongue in extreme regret.

He stepped forward and, in an almost pleading tone, advised Cai Yi:

"No... can't you just not confess? Please hold on a little longer."

"No!"

Cai Yi glared at him, "I see! You want to kill me!"

"You still want to pluck my fur!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan sullenly curled his lip.

"Whispering sound."

"Then you'd better say something half-truthful, something trivial..."

Upon hearing Cai Yi's breath caught in her throat for a moment.

She heard it—

This person was not using threats or pressure, nor was it an interrogation tactic.

He really just wanted to find a reason to kill himself!

These demons!