Reaching Divinity Through Martial Arts: Starting with the Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art
Chapter 229

The Road Was His Own Choice

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Wang Family mansion.

This deep house compound covering an area of several acres has been transformed into a heavily guarded fortress.

Watchtowers were added to the four corners of the courtyard wall, and there were sentries every few dozen steps. There were densely hidden sentries in the twists and turns of the corridors in the courtyard, shrouding the entire mansion in a gloomy and solemn atmosphere.

Underneath this fortress, there is a large dungeon.

The dungeon is several feet deep underground, and is surrounded by bluestones. There are rosin torches embedded in the stone walls, illuminating the deep tunnel with varying light and darkness.

The dungeon is divided into three levels. The upper level contains ordinary warriors, the second level contains masters of An Jin level, and the bottom level contains important figures above Transforming Force alone.

Zhao Zhong was locked up at the bottom.

His cell was not big, with three stone walls and one iron railing. The stone walls were covered with dark green moss, and the air was filled with a damp and decaying smell.

His hands were locked by two thick fine steel chains, and the ends of the chains were deeply embedded in the stone wall, hanging him in the center of the cell, with his feet barely touching the ground.

This is "Essence-Locking Chain", which Heavenly Demon Sect is specially used to deal with warriors. The chain body is cast from Cold Iron, and the inside is engraved with extremely fine Spirit-Locking Formation.

Once locked, the strength in the warrior's body will be continuously suppressed, and he will not be able to exert even 30% of his cultivation level.

Zhao Zhong's face was pale, with dried blood still remaining at the corners of his mouth. The gray cloth gown on his body was already in tatters, revealing bruises and bruises underneath.

He closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

In the cell next door is Lie Changkong.

The owner of the Gale Martial Hall was treated little better than Zhao Zhong. He was also hung up by his arms by Essence-Locking Chain, facing the stone wall, motionless.

His right shoulder was wrapped in thick gauze, and the gauze was covered with dark red blood, obviously the injury was serious.

In a cell further inside, Liu Bochong is locked up.

Liu Bochong Although his hands were also chained, he still maintained the habit of practicing Qigong, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, with a calm expression.

In addition to these cells, dozens of people including Shui Qingqian, Zhou Nantian, and others are imprisoned in several other places, all of whom are above Transforming Force.

There was a sound of footsteps at the end of the corridor.

A man in gray robe walked slowly, followed by two followers in black.

This man is tall and thin with tall cheekbones. He is the man in gray robe who stole the eggs before.

The man in gray robe stopped in front of a few people's cells and looked at the hanging figures in the cells one by one through the iron bars, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Have you guys thought it through?"

Lie Changkong turned to look at him and snorted, "What are you thinking clearly about?"

"Nature is a way of survival for you."

The man in gray robe stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "I cherish my talents, you are all Qingshan County top Transforming Force masters, as long as you are willing to submit to me Sacred Sect, you can save your life, follow me to Qingyang Prefecture, or even go to the Wei Kingdom main altar to practice, your future will be far beyond that of a mere martial arts master."

Several people were silent when they heard this.

The gray-robed man frowned slightly and continued, "You have now been restrained by Essence-Locking Chain. You can't reach 30% of your cultivation level, and you are imprisoned in a prison several feet underground. You will definitely not be able to escape. I will give you three days to think about it. If you still refuse to bow your head after three days..."

He paused and said coldly, "The only thing I can do is use your blood essence to refine Blood God Pill for me."

The atmosphere in the dungeon suddenly condensed.

Zhao Zhong slowly opened his eyes, his face always calm.

Lie Changkong leaned against the stone wall, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth and disdain in his eyes.

Liu Bochong closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, as if he didn't hear what the man in gray robe said at all.

Zhao Zhong closed his eyes and said in a calm voice, "No need to waste your breath."

Lie Changkong sneered, "I have been fighting all my life, but I have never been a dog to anyone."

Liu Bochong opened his eyes and said calmly, "I, Liu Family, a man, have no reason to die on my knees."

The smile on the gray-robed man's face slowly faded.

"Okay, have some backbone."

He nodded, turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor. As he walked, he ordered people around him, "Watch them carefully. After three days, if they still have this attitude, they will directly take their blood and make elixirs like everyone else."

"Yes."

Zhao Zhong slowly opened his eyes, looked at the back of the man in gray robe, and remained silent.

"Brother Zhao."

Lie Changkong's voice came from next door, with a hint of bitterness. "You said that we people have been prosperous all our lives, but we never expected that we would be reduced to what we are today."

Zhao Zhong did not answer the call.

After a long time, he slowly said, "Brother Lie, do you regret it?"

Lie Changkong was silent for a moment and sneered, "I'm so sorry, I just feel aggrieved."

Zhao Zhong naturally feels aggrieved, but what can he do?

Even they were captured here. Who else in Qingshan County can save them?

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Dead silence returned to the depths of the dungeon, with only the occasional crackling sound of burning torches echoing among the deep stone walls.

Wang Family study room.

Wang Chengde bowed slightly and looked at the man in gray robe in front of him, with a meaningful smile on his lips, "Shi Chongshan, I have said before that he is a smart man."

He cupped his hands and said, "Sir Secret Envoy, with the submission of Shi Chongshan and Luo Tiefeng, you have added two elite men to your command.

But there was not much joy on the face of the man in gray robe. "It's just two Transforming Force, one more, no more, and one less. The real show is yet to come."

Wang Chengde dare not answer the call.

Seeing that he was silent, the man in gray robe changed the subject and said, "Is there anything unusual during the interrogation in the city today?"

"Back to the secret messenger, everything is as usual."

Wang Chengde replied, "After the city gate was sealed, detailed records were kept of people who came in and out every day. All those who had cultivation skills were detained. There have been more than a hundred warriors gathered in the past few days, and all of them were imprisoned in the dungeon."

"The blood essence and blood of more than a hundred people are not bad."

The man in gray robe nodded with satisfaction.

Wang Chengde stood aside with a respectful attitude. "Master Secret Envoy, most of the warriors in the city have gathered together, and the essence and blood of more than a hundred people imprisoned in the dungeon, plus the income from Black Wind Ridge that night, the materials for refining Blood God Pill should be almost there, right?"

The man in gray robe nodded lightly.

"Barely enough."

His eyes fell on Wang Chengde's face. "However, what I want is not just Qingshan County's furnace pill."

Wang Chengde was slightly startled.

"After Blood God Pill is refined, I will immediately return to the Qingyang Prefecture branch."

The man in gray robe said slowly, "At that time, these pills will be the capital for me to establish my authority in the branch altar. Wei Kingdom Heavenly Demon Sect The branch altar has been standing for many years. The main altar has long been dissatisfied with my progress. If the delay continues, it is not impossible for someone to replace me."

Wang Chengde felt a little scared.

Of course he understood the weight of the gray-robed man's words.

Heavenly Demon Sect's internal competition is cruel, with the capable ones at the top and the mediocre ones at the bottom. Once the general forum determines that they are incompetent, not to mention their cultivation resources, even their lives may not be saved.

Although the secret envoy in front of him has unfathomable strength, his life in the Heavenly Demon Sect may not be easy.

"My lord, please rest assured that your subordinates will cooperate fully."

Wang Chengde bowed.

The man in gray robe walked to the window, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked at the dark night in the courtyard.

"The last three days are the most critical moment."

"Although most of the warriors in the city are imprisoned, it is inevitable that some fish will slip through the net. Especially the disciples from those martial arts schools have escaped a lot. If someone spread the news to Dark Robe Guards's ears, the three years of planning will be in vain."

Wang Chengde echoed in a low voice, "The secret messenger's concerns are extremely true."

He pondered for a moment and said seriously, "My subordinates have sent extra manpower to conduct carpet searches in all the dark alleys and abandoned houses in the city. Anyone who is suspicious will be brought back for interrogation. I would rather arrest someone by mistake than let him go."

"In addition, my subordinates have also sealed four gates, and are only allowed in but not out. Caravans, porters, and salesmen entering the city must undergo detailed inspections and confirm that there are no problems before they can be released."

The man in gray robe turned around with a look of satisfaction on his face. "You did a good job. I really saw you right."

"My secret envoy has a sharp eye, and I am ashamed of myself." Wang Chengde lowered his head and said.

Then he asked tentatively, "Master Secret Envoy, are you really not willing to submit to any of those dozen people on the third floor?"

The man in gray robe sneered, "Those people are very hard-boned, I don't have the patience."

There was a trace of disdain in his tone. "That's good. The essence and blood of Transforming Force warriors are much richer than ordinary warriors. When used to make elixirs, the effect will be excellent."

Wang Chengde's face remained calm, but his heart was slightly frightened.

Although he did not have a deep friendship with these people, they could be regarded as close acquaintances.

Now that he has fallen to this end, he can't help but feel a little complicated.

But then he thought about it, now that it was done, he had to suppress the remaining trace of compassion in his heart.

Because you choose the road yourself, since you take this road, you can only go to the dark side one way.

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