At the same time, deep in the secret realm.
In an extremely hidden cave, Su Yueli threw the young monk to the ground.
In order to prevent the opponent from violently resisting or using Secret Method to escape, she raised her feet and crushed the opponent's legs, knees and wrists.
Click.
The sound of cracking bones was extremely harsh in the silent cave.
The severe pain made the disciple open his mouth wide, but before the wail could be heard completely, Su Yueli tore off a piece of rag and blocked his mouth.
Cold sweat was pouring down the young monk's forehead, his whole body was convulsing violently in pain, and his eyes were filled with fear.
Su Yueli looked down at him, slowly took off the rag from his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "I ask, you answer, tell the truth, I won't kill you."
The young monk nodded hastily.
In his opinion, this terrifying mortal woman only wanted to know about Elder Han's arrest plan or the secret route out of the secret realm.
However, the first question Su Yueli asked was completely beyond his expectation.
"A hundred years ago, do you know any fellow sect or sect elder who killed an ordinary mortal couple when passing by Daliu Village?"
The young monk was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes full of doubts.
He couldn't understand at all why this extremely powerful Extreme Martial Artist would go to such trouble to ask about a trivial matter a hundred years ago.
He thought for a long time, and finally shook his head with some fear, his voice trembling. "I don't know... I was not born a hundred years ago, and mortals are worse than ants in the eyes of the sect. It is impossible to record such a thing."
Su Yueli looked cold and without any nonsense, he punched him hard in the face with his backhand.
Bang!
Most of the young monk's face suddenly swelled up, and several broken teeth mixed with blood were spit out on the spot.
"Play dumb with me?" Su Yueli's eyes were like daggers.
"Oooh! I really don't know! Heroine, spare your life, I really don't know!"
The young monk was so frightened that he fell on the ground and kowtowed. The fear in his eyes could not be faked.
For cultivators, killing a few mortals is like trampling on a few ants. Who would remember which ant was trampled to death a hundred years ago...
Su Yueli frowned, looking at the other person's frightened look, he knew in his heart that he really didn't know anything.
She suppressed the murderous intention in her heart, took a deep breath, and asked her second question, "About fifty or sixty years ago, did a fellow disciple deceive a mortal out of a large sum of money in Fengling City? The other party took a piece of useless Immortal Jade Slip and lied that it could help mortals create Root Bone."
When the young monk heard this, he instinctively prepared to shake his head.
But at the ten thousandth moment when he shook his head, Su Yueli noticed a hint of panic and hesitation flashing deep in his eyes.
He obviously thought of something.
Su Yueli sneered, stepped hard on the wound of his broken right arm with his right foot, and crushed it hard.
"Ah--!!"
The shrill screams echoed in the cave again, and the young monk's whole body convulsed in pain and he was sweating profusely.
"Say." Su Yueli was condescending, his voice without any warmth.
"I said! I said! Stop stepping on it!"
The young monk howled hysterically, no longer daring to hide anything. "I have an impression! I once heard the brothers in the sect mention it as a joke... Jiang Ran, the direct disciple of the great elder, when he passed by Fengling City decades ago, he did play tricks on a secular mortal who wanted to cultivate immortality, and defrauded him of tens of thousands of taels of silver and many family heirlooms. I really don't know the rest!"
Su Yueli stared at him with cold eyes, and after making sure that the other party was not lying, he slowly retracted his foot.
Jiang Ran... It seems that the person who deceived Shen Qing'an is this guy.
"What is his current strength?" Su Yueli asked coldly.
The young monk gasped for breath and said intermittently, "Senior Brother Jiang... No, Jiang Ran is burdened with Immortal Bone. He is extremely talented and is now at the level of the Mid Fourth Realm. The Great Elder values him extremely and has given him a lot of protective Law Treasure. I have told you everything I know about the heroine, spare my life!"
Su Yueli looked light and noncommittal.
She took out the Storage Bags that she had snatched from the three monks on the road with her backhand. Together with the Storage Bags on the waist of the disciple in front of her, there were four of them, and they were thrown on the ground in a row.
"Erase and untie all the Divine Sense Spiritual Power marks on these four Storage Bags, and I will let you go. From now on, you Azure Cloud Sects are not allowed to hunt me down anymore. Do you understand?"
When the young monk saw that there was hope of survival, he didn't dare to hesitate.
He desperately activated the remaining weak Law Power in his body, and forcibly erased all the sect restrictions and personal marks on the four Storage Bag.
After doing all this, he collapsed on the ground in exhaustion, with a hint of hope in his eyes. "Everything... is solved. You just promised me that you will never kill me again, and you also promised not to hunt me down..."
Looking at the four Storage Bags on the ground that could be opened at will, the corners of Su Yueli's mouth suddenly curved.
She slowly knelt down and looked at the other person, her eyes full of mockery. "Let you go? Is it your decision now whether to pursue or not?"
"Besides, if I fell into the hands of you Azure Cloud Sect just outside the city, have you ever thought about letting me live?"
The expression on the young monk's face froze instantly, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were filled with horror.
"You--!"
Poof!
Before he could finish speaking, the Little Black Fist Blade on Su Yueli's right hand had turned into an icy cold light and cut his throat.
A large amount of blood spurted out, the young monk's eyes widened, he twitched a few times and then completely stopped moving.
Su Yueli calmly took back Fist Blade, grabbed the four Storage Bag on the ground, and stuffed them into his arms.
The resources of these immortal cultivators are now all hers...
Although most of them require Spiritual Power to use, and she, a warrior, cannot use them, they are still worth some money and can be exchanged for resources.
And as a warrior, she is not as troublesome as a cultivator, such as Heavenly Dao oaths, Daoist hearts and so on.
Therefore, there will be no punishment or consequences for breaking the oath.
Warriors only need to refine Qi and Blood to the extreme!
"..."
At the same time, outside the secret realm.
Elder Han was searching the forest at full speed with the remaining four inner disciple, when the Tracking Compass in his hand suddenly trembled violently.
Immediately afterwards, the glimmer of life that represented the disciple just now was completely extinguished with a snap on the compass.
The soul card was broken, and another one died.
"Ah--! Damn you little thief! I must kill you! Kill you!!"