Black Prison Scribe

"Knock knock."

Along with the faint sound of a heartbeat, in the middle-aged man's peripheral vision, a ring-shaped array pattern had appeared behind the woman, who was shrouded in deathly aura.

The holy light instantly dispelled all the darkness in the cramped prison, and the deathly aura emanating from the woman began to dissipate rapidly under the light.

In an instant, her faint heartbeat became strong and powerful, and her dilated blue pupils quickly contracted and returned to normal.

The anxiety in the middle-aged man's eyes turned into seriousness.

Compared to the retainers who are often away on field missions, the death rate of the wardens in the Black Prison is almost negligible. However, if danger arises, the wardens' fatality rate is almost 100%.

Today, it seems he won the lottery.

"Buzz--"

With a sudden buzzing sound, the chaotic energy array inside the prison, designed to disrupt the prisoners 'Source Qi circulation, was activated. The iron chains rattled and rolled, and the blue light emanating from the array patterns on the walls of the room instantly illuminated the cramped cell as if it were daytime.

At the same time, without any hesitation, the middle-aged man punched the foreign woman in front of him in the heart.

As is customary in the Black Prison, when this woman was imprisoned, Si Kou gave him some information about her.

Compared to other guests staying in the Black Prison, this intelligence report contained very little information. There was no introduction of the person's identity, no description of their Cultivation Method techniques, only a few words: "[Weak body, weak heart, spare their life]".

But those few words were enough for him.

The force of the punch swept through the air, but with a "thud," it was blocked by a thin honeycomb-shaped light film.

Consciousness returned to her body. Aurenli's gaze swept over the fist that had been blocked in her chest, and for a fleeting moment, met the gaze of the middle-aged man before her. An involuntary, alluring smile crept onto her blood-stained lips.

"Sir, it is not gentlemanly to do such a thing while a lady is asleep."

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The middle-aged warden couldn't understand the woman's babbling language, but that didn't prevent him from making a decision.

He has to run away.

The woman before him was somewhat beyond his comprehension.

Before entering the Black Prison, every prisoner's Will Soul and Source Qi are drained through the Soul-Absorbing Array. The cells in the Black Prison are constructed from obsidian ore, a material that blocks the vital Source Qi, creating an absolutely pure space.

In other words,

Even if the prisoners in the Black Prison had their Dantian destroyed, they would still lack the source of Source Qi to perform spells. Not to mention that the Chaotic Qi Array has now been activated, and all the Cultivation Method within it will be disrupted by this array.

The middle-aged man couldn't understand why the other person could use magic so freely despite so many constraints, but he knew that when things got out of his control, running away was undoubtedly the best option.

Since Black Prison construction, although some prisoners have escaped from their cells, not a single one has successfully broken out. Once they step out of these suffocating cells, they can immediately send a message.

"Bang."

The middle-aged prison warden stomped his foot and instantly retreated.

At the same time, his finger pointed upwards at the woman, and the four iron chains hanging from the roof immediately tightened. The four different forces controlled the iron hooks at the ends, ready to tear Aurenli's delicate body apart.

"That won't do."

Aurenli glanced at the iron hooks that had pierced her shoulder and palm. A magical ring encircling her heart began to spin, and four invisible hands coalesced, forcibly stopping the chains that were about to tear her body apart.

"You can't leave yet, sir."

This time, the middle-aged warden understood the other party's difficult-to-understand Great Yan language, but his movements did not stop at all.

Aurenli sighed softly, her beautiful eyes instantly sharpening. The magic ring around her heart spun rapidly, and a thin layer of azure water appeared out of thin air, enveloping the prison door and blocking the middle-aged man's path.

The middle-aged warden raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around in mid-air, and a Daoist aura suddenly appeared. His fist transformed into a ball of blazing fire and slammed towards the dragon in front of him.

Its target was not the thin curtain of water covering the prison door, but the wall to the side.

As an enemy, he was unsure of the water curtain's defensive capabilities, but as the warden, he was very clear about the obsidian crystal wall's strength.

What made him uneasy was that before his fist could turn towards the wall, his intention seemed to have been discovered by the woman behind him. The thin water curtain blocking the doorway dispersed and instantly enveloped all four walls. The light of the array patterns refracted through the water curtain, rippling outwards.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, the middle-aged man had no choice but to confront the unknown technique head-on, but what he saw next immediately stopped his punches.

The moment they came into contact with the water curtain, both the raging flames enveloping his fist and his palm were instantly swallowed and dissolved by the high pressure on the water curtain.

"Tick-tock. Tick-tock"

Fresh blood slid down to the ground from the mangled, bone-exposed wound.

The middle-aged man stopped what he was doing, slowly turned his gaze to the foreign woman who was still bound by chains:

"You speak the Great Yan Language?"

Aurenli slowly straightened up, but showed no intention of breaking free from the iron hooks and chains. After all, she didn't know if doing so would trigger any alarm mechanisms. Her tone was slightly amused:

"Not running away anymore?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the various colored ring-shaped runes that appeared around him, his tone calm and composed:

"For a lowly insect like me, knowing my place is crucial for climbing the ranks. You're not bound by the formation, so I'm no match for you. And the fact that you didn't kill me immediately suggests you want to extract information from me. In that case, how about we make a deal, you alien prisoner?"

"Trade?"

Upon hearing this, Aurenli looked the man up and down, somewhat surprised by his decisiveness. "Tell me."

The middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the ground and said calmly in a low voice:

"I want to use the information from Black Prison to buy my own life."

Hearing such a straightforward answer, Aurenli's beautiful eyes showed a hint of surprise.

The middle-aged man took a breath, and his meticulously groomed beard twitched.

"I've climbed to my current position and gained my current cultivation level through every means possible. The chances of death under the Prime Minister's Mansion's pursuit are high, but if I refuse you here, I will die right now."

Aurenli chuckled, interrupting the middle-aged man with a flippant remark:

"So, you betrayed your lord so easily for your own life?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said calmly:

"I am merely a guest retainer of the Prime Minister's Mansion; what they offer me is insufficient to buy my life. If Your Excellency is willing..."

No, thank you.

Aurenli waved her hand, the chains jingling. "I dare not employ someone who betrays their lord so easily."

"In that case, let's continue the transaction."

The middle-aged man seemed to have anticipated this as well. He slightly raised his palm, and pale blue Source Qi instantly sketched a complex map in the air:

"This is a map of the Black Prison. My rank and authority within the Black Prison are not particularly high. The vacant position is in a cell that only a Heavenly-level Warden can access. Escaping from the Black Prison is very difficult, but you can try. I will summon a Human-level Warden later. You will kill him and disguise him. I will Secret Method to disguise him as you."

"Gentlemen."

Aurenli interrupted the middle-aged man again, "Excuse me, are you deaf?"

The middle-aged man paused, his eyes narrowing upwards.

"Since you can betray your own lord, then you can naturally betray me as well."

Bound by chains, Aurenli smiled sweetly, "I can't believe your words."

The middle-aged man casually dispersed the map in the air, stared at Aurenli for a few moments, and spoke in a low, soft voice:

"If you believe me, you have a sliver of a chance to escape. If you don't believe me, you have absolutely no chance of escaping the Black Prison, not even a saint could escape."

A ring of deathly incantations appeared around Aurenli's azure eyes:

"Perhaps you are right,"

"But,

"What if I could make your corpse speak?"

"Clatter"

"Clatter"

"Clatter"

The narrow corridor wound its way forward, and by the flickering firelight, one could vaguely see a dilapidated wooden door that looked quite old at the end of the darkness.

With the echoing footsteps, a figure shrouded in a black robe slowly approached the wooden door, raised his hand, and the black robe slipped down to reveal a withered hand that looked like nothing but foreskin.

A gentle knock on the wooden door echoed immediately in the quiet corridor.

A moment of silence,

A young, gentle male voice then came from inside:

"Come in."

The wooden door opened, revealing a dark room with only two torches hanging on the inner wall providing a glimpse of the interior furnishings.

This room resembles a study, but everything inside appears extremely old and worn.

The room was filled with the smell of decaying wood chips. The bookshelves on both sides were covered in dust. On the cracked and yellowed desk were a few books and some old objects used as decoration. Behind it, an old chair was gently rocking with its back to the door, making a creaking sound.

Accompanied by rhythmic footsteps, the man in black robes stood before the table.

A laughing voice came from behind the rocking chair, which had its back to the door:

"Sikou, I've always heard you like old things, but the wood in your study is so rotten it smells terrible. Why don't you try adding some incense?"

Hearing this voice, the person in the black robe did not respond immediately. After a moment of silence, a sweet, delicate female voice, completely out of place with the surrounding environment, rang out:

"Xu Changtian, the woman you sent in has made a move."

"Oh?"

With a soft exclamation, the rocking chair slowly turned around. Xu Yuan looked at the man in black robes in front of him and smiled:

"Princess Xien acted so quickly? I thought it would take her at least two or three days to come up with a solution. Tell me, what exactly happened?"

The black-robed figure's deep, eerie gaze fixed on Xu Yuan, her sweet voice neither cold nor indifferent:

"A prefectural-level prison warden went into her cell, but came out after half an hour."

Xu Yuan crossed his legs and pondered for a moment:

"It seems that Aurenli has already placed a restriction on that person."

No, he's already dead.

"." Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan sat up slightly and frowned slightly.

"Similar to the corpse control techniques of the Jianghuai region?"

"While the Corpse Control Technique can make a corpse speak, it cannot retain its memories, and the behavior of that Earth-level Prison Warden is exactly the same as before."

"That must be a unique technique of the Xien Empire."

Xu Yuan frowned, muttering with slight worry:

"But a corpse is still a corpse; if other guards see it, it could easily expose the truth."

The man in black robes took a deep breath, his sweet voice tinged with impatience:

"If you're worried about her failing to escape, I can simply order all the guards to leave the prison."

"That won't do." Xu Yuan quickly shook his head, his tone serious. "That woman is very clever. If we do this, she will most likely see through us, and then our plan will most likely not work."

The man in black robes snorted coldly and uttered three words:

"It has life."

"What?"

"I said, there was life emanating from that corpse."

"Can the dead come back to life?"

A hint of interest flashed in Xu Yuan's eyes.

He could understand if the corpse moved, and he could also understand if the corpse acted in the manner it did in life; after all, there were countless magical arts in the world, and what if Aurenli knew Law Technique?

But he simply couldn't comprehend the idea that there was life inside a corpse.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan turned his gaze to the man in black robes, hoping that this Lord of the Black Prison would give him an answer. However, unfortunately, only a slightly disdainful, sweet female voice came from under the black robes:

"Xu Changtian, you really have a lot on your plate. You want to avoid alerting the enemy while still maintaining real-time monitoring. If you're really curious, how about I just go and capture that dead warden for you to study?"

Hearing these sarcastic words, Xu Yuan smiled awkwardly, but didn't mind.

Capable people often have big tempers.

The Black Prison Judge in front of him was very displeased with him, after all, the Black Prison was her territory, and his actions would most likely involve plundering her little corner of the land.

If it weren't for his father's "royal permission," he probably would have been beaten up and thrown out by now.

"There's no rush. Once we've achieved our objective, we can investigate at our leisure."

Xu Yuan slowly stood up and looked at the black-robed man in front of him, asking, "But are you sure everything is under control? If those monsters in your Black Prison are released, there will be a lot of trouble."

The man in black robes snorted coldly upon hearing this, and withered, bony hands removed his hood. His voice was cold, but his sweet tone made him sound somewhat endearing.

"I will kill that woman before things get out of control."

Xu Yuan looked at the other person's face, his eyes slightly raised in surprise.

Completely different from the other person's withered hands, beneath the hood was the face of a young girl.

"Si Kou, you're so young?"

Si Kou Tao Hua's eyes narrowed slightly:

"Xu Changtian, I'm old enough to be your grandmother."

"Okay, I'll tell my dad in a bit that you want to be his mother."

The girl's face twitched.

Xu Yuan coughed lightly and got back to the main topic:

"If things really get out of control, is it possible to keep her alive?"

The girl smiled, her eyes crinkling. "It's possible, but there's a condition: do you want to hear it?"

After a brief eye contact, Xu Yuan shivered and waved his hand dismissively:

"I really don't understand why you elders all like to beat me up so much. My uncle does it, Lou Ji does it, and Hua Hong does it too. You have such a twisted sense of humor, tsk tsk."

The girl shook her head slightly upon hearing this, her eyes narrowing into slits.

"I'm different from them."

"What's the difference?"

Looking at your face reminds me of someone I dislike.

Xu Yuan was taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled softly, as if he could read the other person's mind:

"Could it be my mother?"

"." The girl.

A moment of silence followed, a hint of self-conscious sadness flashed across the girl's eyes, she tightened her black robe, and said coldly:

"Alright, according to your plan, it's about time you set off. I'll go and make preparations."

Having said that,

The young woman, Si Kou, pulled her hood up again, turned around, and disappeared into the end of the passageway in front of the door without looking back.

Watching the other person disappear, Xu Yuan slowly sat back in the rocking chair, gently stroking the rough, yellowed handle with his palm, and sighed softly as he looked in the direction the other person had left.

The Black Prison Chief, whose given name is Qing, is the final boss in the Black Prison map of Cangyuan. He is one of the high-ranking Prime Minister's Mansion who died loyally for Xu Yinhe.

When Qing first appeared in Cangyuan, her character design was so exquisite and beautiful that it was even comparable to some of the female protagonists.

Her eyes were like a clear lake, and her movements were as graceful as a startled swan, so much so that Xu Yuan initially thought she was someone he could win over.

But as the story unfolds, Xu Yuan discovers that beneath that stunning beauty lies a deformed body.

Upon entering the second stage, the black robe covering Qing's body will fade, revealing his deformed and terrifying body beneath.

Her body was covered with slender, arthropod-like arms, and a head that had been dead for many years was growing on her chest.

She was a blood slave created from the flesh and blood of Devil Cultivator.

Born into misery, raised amidst hateful gazes, slaughtered in desperate circumstances, and eking out a living in the shadows.

Her life was originally supposed to end when the Devil Cultivator died.

But before that,

Qing encountered that boy who seemed like a banished immortal.