"I'll talk, I'll talk! The hall master is in the Primordial Spirit Realm!"
Among the terrified Seven Kills Hall disciples, one quick-witted fellow hurriedly dropped to his knees and answered first.
The other Seven Kills Hall disciples were filled with regret. They had been so busy screaming that they had forgotten to answer the question.
After all, this was their only chance to stay alive.
Thus, every one of these Seven Kills Hall disciples, frightened out of their wits, pricked up their ears, waiting to answer the next question first.
"Very good."
Qin Wuyou glanced at the disciple who had answered him, then continued questioning them.
"How strong is the Seven Kills Hall?"
The moment Qin Wuyou finished speaking, another Seven Kills Hall disciple hurriedly beat the others to an answer.
"Besides the hall master and Deputy Hall Master, who are in the Primordial Spirit Realm, there are six elders in the Purple Mansion Realm and ten protectors in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Most elite assassins are in the Essence Condensation Realm. Ordinary disciples are only in the Qi Refining Realm or Body Tempering Realm."
Hearing this orderly answer, a hint of curiosity entered Qin Wuyou's eyes.
"What is your position in the Seven Kills Hall? How do you know all this so clearly?"
Even in an ordinary sect, common disciples might not know their sect's strength in such detail, let alone in an assassin organization like the Seven Kills Hall.
Logically, the number of assassins in such an organization should have been a closely guarded secret.
Thus, the moment this Seven Kills Hall disciple, who was only at the Qi Refining stage, revealed such detailed information, Qin Wuyou knew his identity was not simple.
"I... my father is responsible for distributing cultivation resources, so I heard him mention it before."
The Seven Kills Hall disciple answered in a panic, looking far more flustered than before.
Although Qin Wuyou had some suspicions about this disciple's identity, he did not investigate further.
From the moment the Seven Kills Hall accepted the assignment, every one of its disciples had already been placed on his kill list.
Whoosh!
His sword swept down, and the head of the disciple who had answered so fluently rolled onto the ground.
"Too clever for your own good. You deserved to die."
Qin Wuyou's icy voice gave the Seven Kills Hall disciples, who had been scrambling to answer his questions, another terrible fright.
Facing someone like Qin Wuyou, who killed without blinking, their only option was to tell the truth.
Whether they deliberately concealed something or tried to be clever, only death awaited them.
"Where is the Seven Kills Hall's headquarters?"
Qin Wuyou asked coldly.
When his voice fell, the Seven Kills Hall disciples who had been scrambling to answer were all dumbstruck.
Seeing that none of them answered, Qin Wuyou raised his sword and brought it down. Another head rolled before them.
Watching the severed heads piling up on the ground, the Seven Kills Hall disciples were stunned with terror.
"Mercy, Qin... Holy Son, please spare us! It's not that we won't answer. We really don't know where the headquarters is!"
One Seven Kills Hall disciple hurriedly knelt and explained in a trembling voice.
But Qin Wuyou would not listen to his explanation.
The moment he finished speaking, his head had already rolled before the others.
Seeing their companion beheaded even after telling the truth, the remaining Seven Kills Hall disciples were nearly frightened to death.
"Where is the Seven Kills Hall's headquarters?"
Qin Wuyou coldly repeated his earlier question.
The Seven Kills Hall disciples were already utterly paralyzed with fear.
"Holy Son Qin, we're only ordinary disciples. We really don't know..."
Squelch!
Another head rolled onto the ground.
Seeing their companion die with his eyes still wide open, the remaining Seven Kills Hall disciples were driven mad with terror.
"I know, I know... the headquarters is... it's..."
Squelch!
Before he could finish speaking, his head flew off.
Qin Wuyou raised his sword and brought it down without the slightest mercy.
Looking at the severed heads on the ground, the few remaining Seven Kills Hall disciples were too frightened to speak.
The head of the companion who had just tried making something up lay right before them.
The companion who had told the truth earlier had already departed for the Yellow Springs as well.
And the companion who had tried to be clever was as dead as could be.
Now, telling the truth meant death, and not telling the truth also meant death.
This was simply a question that guaranteed their deaths.
Whether they answered or not, they were certain to die.
Qin Wuyou could also tell that these ordinary disciples truly did not know where the Seven Kills Hall's headquarters was.
"If you don't know, then you're useless."
"If you're useless, keeping you alive is just a waste of food."
The sword in Qin Wuyou's hand flashed like lightning, and the remaining Seven Kills Hall disciples' heads rolled away almost simultaneously.
"You... you said you wouldn't kill me!"
The Seven Kills Hall disciple who had answered the first question mustered all his strength for an angry roar before dying.
Even in death, he could not understand why someone would go back on his word.
Didn't you say you wouldn't kill me if I answered your questions?
What happened to the most basic honesty a person should have?
Only a fool would have honored his word with these Seven Kills Hall disciples, and Qin Wuyou was no fool.
These Seven Kills Hall scoundrels made their living murdering and robbing people. Killing every last one of them would not wrong a single soul.
After slaying the Seven Kills Hall disciples, Qin Wuyou used his sword to carve a line of conspicuous words into the ground beside them.
The killer: Qin Wuyou!
Only a quarter of an hour later, the bodies of these Seven Kills Hall disciples were discovered.
Everyone was stunned at the sight of the heads scattered across the ground.
Especially when they saw the words "The killer: Qin Wuyou," everyone stood frozen like wooden chickens.
"Qin Wuyou? Could it be Qin Wuyou, the Holy Son of the Xuantian Holy Land?"
"It must be someone else, right? I heard Qin Wuyou was already crippled. How could he show up in this Underground Cavern? And kill people from the Seven Kills Hall, at that?"
"Although everyone in the Seven Kills Hall deserves to die, this Qin Wuyou is the first person bold enough to leave his name after killing them!"
Soon, word reached the members of the Seven Kills Hall.
"Seven Kills Hall business! Everyone, get out of the way!"
With an angry roar, the Deputy Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall, whose cultivation had reached the Primordial Spirit Realm, descended from the sky.
Looking at the headless corpses strewn across the ground and the severed heads whose eyes remained wide open in death, the Seven Kills Hall Deputy Hall Master was consumed with rage.
"Qin Wuyou, you're courting death!"
"You dared challenge the authority of the Seven Kills Hall! Not even the Xuantian Holy Land can protect you!"
The Seven Kills Hall Deputy Hall Master's furious roar shook the Underground Cavern, carrying hundreds of miles into the distance.
At the same time, he used essence energy to form an image of Qin Wuyou in the sky and proclaimed loudly,
"Spread the order! Whoever provides information on Qin Wuyou will receive a hundred taels of gold from the Seven Kills Hall as a reward!"
As his voice fell, the cultivators who had merely been watching the commotion grew excited as well.
"A hundred taels of gold just for providing information? What an incredible bargain!"
"So this is Qin Wuyou? Every damn one of you had better memorize his face! Spotting him means a hundred taels of gold!"
"Brothers, I say we stop hunting demons and focus on finding Qin Wuyou instead. Finding him means a hundred taels of gold. Isn't that better than working ourselves to death slaying demons?"
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