Chapter 1294: Chapter 1393: Zhou ng Submits Chapter 1294: Chapter 1393: Zhou ng Submits “Whom do you want the Western Moon King to punish?” Suddenly, Fang Lin’s voice rang in Zhou ng’s ears.
Zhou ng was startled and imdiately stopped walking, his eyes scanning the surroundings with extre caution.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew, and as Zhou ng turned around, before he could see clearly what was happening, he was grabbed by the Demon Puppet.
Zhou ng’s face turned pale; just monts ago he had escaped from an assassin of Hidden Kill Hall, and now he had fallen into the hands of the Dragon Family Demon. His luck really was unspeakably bad.
The Demon Puppet held Zhou ng like one might hold a chicken; Zhou ng had no strength to resist, nor did he even entertain the thought of resisting.
He joked to himself, “This is the Dragon Family Demon, after all. How many in the Nine Countries could contend with this creature? My cultivation at the fifth level of Spirit Source, daring to strike against this Dragon Family Demon would be like a three-year-old child fighting a grown man. It’s purely asking for trouble.”
Had his Nine Palace Bag not been stolen beforehand, Zhou ng might have had so confidence. But now that his Nine Palace Bag had been snatched by the assassin from Hidden Kill Hall and he had lost the trump card given by the Western Moon King, he absolutely had no qualification to contend with the Dragon Family Demon.
Fang Lin walked over slowly, looking at Zhou ng and squinting his eyes, he said, “Old Zhou, I am asking you, how many people from the Pill Alliance entered this place?”
Zhou ng looked up at Fang Lin, “Fang Lin, let go, and I will tell you.”
Fang Lin smiled faintly, “That won’t do, Old Zhou is too cunning. If I let you go, who knows when you might run away again.”
Zhou ng put on a weak front and said with a trembling voice, “My hands are broken, and I’m heavily injured. How could I possibly escape from your sight?”
Fang Lin glanced at Zhou ng’s broken arm, half of which Zhou ng still clutched in his hand, evidently planning to find an opportunity to reattach it.
For those with strong Spirit Source, as long as the internal Spirit Source isn’t extinguished, limb regeneration is relatively easy but takes ti and consus a lot of one’s Spirit Source.
However, reattaching a limb is much more convenient. It can be fully restored in a short ti without consuming much Spirit Source.
This is also why Martial Artists with Spirit Source have such tenacious vitality. It’s rare for them to die in a duel at the sa level, unless the disparity in strength is truly too great.
“Old Zhou, do you realize your situation?” Fang Lin’s smile disappeared, not in the mood to beat around the bush with Zhou ng.
Zhou ng’s eyes flickered, “I have no idea what you’re talking about. Hurry and let go.”
Fang Lin said very coldly, “Tell , why did you co here?”
“The Western Moon King sent us here, rely to scout around, nothing more,” Zhou ng said, his expression quite candid.
Fang Lin sneered, “Just to scout around? No other purpose? You think I would believe that?”
“The fact is as such. If you don’t believe it, you can contact the Western Moon King yourself,” Zhou ng said.
Fang Lin shook his head, “Zhou ng, you don’t need to keep bringing up the Western Moon. Even if he stood right in front of , I wouldn’t give him the ti of day.”
“Fang Lin! How dare you be so presumptuous?” Seeing this, Zhou ng’s face changed, and he angrily rebuked Fang Lin for his impudence.
Fang Lin looked disdainful, “Is today the first day you have known , Fang Lin? How powerful is the Inspection Hall? Yet didn’t I overturn it? The Western Moon wanted to kill , and I wanted to kill him too, but unfortunately, neither of us could kill the other.”
Zhou ng’s face was filled with horror. What was Fang Lin talking about? Saying he would kill the Western Moon King? Had this guy gone mad?
However, subsequently, Zhou ng finally understood the ruthlessness of Fang Lin.
The Demon Puppet grabbed Zhou ng’s severed arm, and before Zhou ng could react, it forcefully yanked, completely tearing off the remaining half of Zhou ng’s arm from the shoulder.
Splat!
Blood spurted from the shoulder, Zhou ng scread in agony, his body convulsing, his face filled with pain and resentnt.
He had already been severely wounded by a Hidden Kill Hall assassin who had cut off half of his arm. Now, the Demon Puppet had violently torn off the remaining part, adding pain upon pain, nearly making Zhou ng faint from the torture.
Nevertheless, being a Spirit Source Martial Artist, the circulation of Spirit Source within his body soon stopped the bleeding from his shoulder, but his vitality had still significantly suffered.
“Fang Lin, if you tell the truth, I might still let you keep your other arm,” Fang Lin said coldly, showing no sympathy for Zhou ng’s current plight, his heart utterly unmoved.
Zhou ng trembled, the pain of a severed arm was not sothing anyone could endure easily. He had sustained many injuries in his lifeti, though minor ones, and this was the first ti he had experienced such excruciating pain.
“Fang Lin, I have told nothing but the truth!” Zhou ng gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing an unmistakable venomous glare.
Seeing this, Fang Lin sighed, “Zhou ng, this is really not good.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Puppet had already grasped Zhou ng’s other arm. Although it had not exerted any force yet, Zhou ng was already terrified to his core.
“I’ll talk! I’ll talk!” Zhou ng finally gave in, unable to bear it any longer. If his other arm were also torn off, surviving in the Forest of Mist would be exceedingly difficult. Additionally, losing both arms would require a vast amount of Spirit Source to recover, potentially causing a regression in his cultivation.
“Tell then, what is your true purpose for coming here, and are there others with you?” Fang Lin asked.
Gritting his teeth, fear gaining the upper hand, Zhou ng disclosed the real purpose of his venture into the Forest of Mist.
“We are here under orders from the Western Moon King to search for a bow. Besides , a few others have also entered, though I don’t know exactly who they are. It seems they are people from the Pill Alliance Nine Guards,” Zhou ng said.
Fang Lin’s face did not show any surprise at this. Zhou ng’s answers were mostly within his expectations.
A bow—Fang Lin had already heard about it from Gu Hanshan and Yin Wuyan, but yet did not know what it actually looked like.
However, that the people from the Pill Alliance Nine Guards had also co here was sowhat surprising to Fang Lin; it seed that the Pill Alliance placed great importance on the Forest of Mist. Not only had they sent Zhou ng, a high-level Fifth Layer Spirit Source expert, but also dispatched mbers of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards.
Fang Lin had encountered mbers of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards before and was on rather good terms with Duan Qilin, along with two others, but didn’t have much acquaintance with them, having only t them once or twice.
As for the other mbers of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards, Fang Lin did not know them.
Fang Lin had spent quite so ti in the Pill Alliance and was aware of the peculiarities of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards. Although the nine mbers had the duty to protect the Pill Alliance, the backers of these nine individuals differed.
Simply put, each mber of the Pill Alliance Nine Guards adhered to commands from different people.
“Is there anything else you haven’t ntioned yet?” Fang Lin asked again.
ps: Fifth update reached
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