Free Web NovelChapter 9: Chapter 9: Whereabouts, Treasure Saber
"I understand, Uncle Da!"
Hearing Li Da’s words, Su Bai understood his intentions.
But what made him frown was that this person, Long Jingyun, had not been recorded by the Purification Tripod.
Therefore, Su Bai couldn’t use the Purification Tripod to look through Long Jingyun’s past memories and find the whereabouts of the Cultivation Technique.
’Oh well. It’s worth a try. It would be great if it works out, but it won’t affect me much if it doesn’t.’
After Li Da left, Su Bai considered the matter.
Then, he went to the kitchen, picked up the meal buckets, and prepared to serve the inmates.
"Wait, Su Bai!"
Just as he was about to leave, a somewhat burly man holding an iron ladle called out to him.
"What is it, Uncle Tie?"
Su Bai turned around, asking curiously.
This man was one of the kitchen chefs, named Zhang Tie. Since Su Bai was younger, he naturally called him Uncle Tie.
"I know you’re planning to ask that Long Jingyun about the location of his Cultivation Technique."
"Here, take this!"
As Zhang Tie spoke, he picked up a jug of fine wine and handed it to Su Bai.
"After he drinks this stuff, it’ll leave him in a daze. But whether or not you can get the Cultivation Technique out of him, that’s up to you."
Because no one had managed to get the location of the Seventh Grade Cultivation Technique from Long Jingyun after all this time, many of the higher-ups were getting impatient.
So, they had spread the news throughout the entire prison: anyone who could pry open his mouth would get a chance for promotion!
A chance to leap over the Dragon Gate!
Zhang Tie and the other chefs had recently developed a type of wine that could induce a trance-like state. They would give it to almost every Prison Guard who went to interrogate Long Jingyun.
But even so, not a single Prison Guard had managed to pry open the man’s mouth.
The higher-ups still had no idea where the Seventh Grade Cultivation Technique was.
"Alright, Uncle Tie!"
Su Bai took the jug and thought to himself.
’It seems the people in charge really are getting desperate.’
Otherwise, they would never have spread such important news.
After all, if it leaked, things could get complicated.
But since they couldn’t get the information, those influential figures above could only spread the news and offer a hefty reward to see if anyone could get him to talk.
"Long Jingyun, time to eat!"
Su Bai carried the meal bucket and the fine wine to Long Jingyun’s cell and called out.
But there was no response from within the cell.
Su Bai couldn’t help but peek inside.
’How horrible!’
The horrific state of Long Jingyun was a shocking sight!
His flesh was mangled, his skull cracked open, and he was covered in blood. His aura was faint, and he barely looked human.
His entire body was twisted, like a mangled insect.
If not for Long Jingyun’s profound Cultivation and tenacious Life Force, he would have died long ago!
’This man has truly suffered.’
Seeing such a wretched sight, Su Bai was moved and sighed inwardly.
Long Jingyun had been a general who fought his entire life and earned great merit. But because he chanced upon a Seventh Grade Cultivation Technique, he was targeted by the powerful, framed, and thrown into prison.
At the same time, Su Bai deeply understood the meaning of fortune and misfortune being intertwined.
Obtaining a Seventh Grade Cultivation Technique meant that Long Jingyun was blessed with great fortune!
But being framed and subjected to inhuman torture—was that not a great misfortune?
Ultimately, in this world, power was eternal, and justice was merely an accessory.
"Long Jingyun, get up and eat!"
Outside the cell, Su Bai called out several times, but Long Jingyun didn’t respond.
He was collapsed on the ground like a dying maggot, dragging his rotting body as he awaited death.
Su Bai sighed.
He shook his head, put down the food and wine, and prepared to leave.
He had no intention of tormenting the man any further.
But just as Su Bai had taken a few steps,
Long Jingyun suddenly sat up, his blood-stained eyes glaring fixedly at Su Bai!
"Don’t you want to know where the Cultivation Technique is?"
His voice was hoarse, and it took nearly all his strength to speak those words.
"I do!"
Su Bai nodded without hesitation.
His answer left Long Jingyun stunned.
Suddenly, he burst into loud laughter, tears streaming down his face!
In the end, the man had actually given in so easily.
He told Su Bai the location of the Cultivation Technique!
Su Bai was also a bit baffled, unsure of what exactly was going through Long Jingyun’s mind.
However, now that he knew its location, Su Bai was a little excited.
He stood up, thanked him, and left the cell, planning to report the matter to the Prison Chief.
As he watched Su Bai’s departing figure, Long Jingyun gave a cryptic smile.
He lowered his head and spoke in a voice only he could hear.
"The Imperial Dynasty is already corrupt. The Supreme Demon Cult is making a comeback. The future... is up to you..."
After speaking, Long Jingyun’s aura rapidly faded. His eyes went lifeless, and he finally collapsed inside the cell. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
「C Prison Area.」
Inside a great hall. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
Su Bai entered the hall and saw the new Prison Chief leisurely savoring some fine wine.
"Su Bai, what business brings you here?"
The new Prison Chief had some impression of Su Bai.
He was the adopted son of the previous chief, a diligent worker, and considered a promising prospect.
Su Bai recounted everything Long Jingyun had told him.
It turned out that from the very beginning, when Long Jingyun first obtained the Seventh-grade Fist Technique, he had foreseen his own end.
He had hidden the Seventh Grade Cultivation Technique inside a Buddha statue in a temple on a desolate mountain, a place known to no one.
The statue was collapsed and damaged, having long lost its magnificent appearance, and was now utterly decayed.
No one would ever have guessed that Long Jingyun would hide such an important Cultivation Technique inside this collapsed statue.
"Good! Good! Good!"
After hearing Su Bai’s account, the new Prison Chief burst out laughing!
He was ecstatic!
If this turned out to be true, he stood to gain immense benefits from it!
"Haha! Su Bai, you may leave for now. Once I’ve reported this, if it’s confirmed to be true, you will certainly be well-rewarded!"
The new Prison Chief came forward, patted Su Bai’s shoulder, and said with a hearty laugh.
Su Bai put on an excited expression and thanked him respectfully.
"Wait. I see the saber you’re using is just an iron one. The quality is too poor!"
The new Prison Chief was inwardly delighted. He glanced at Su Bai’s saber and then frowned as he spoke.
Then, he took out his own saber and handed it to Su Bai!
"This saber of mine was forged from Thousand-Year Cold Iron. Its quality is quite decent. I bestow it upon you!"
The new Prison Chief was being quite generous at the moment!
"Thank you, Prison Chief!"
Su Bai accepted the Treasure Saber with reverent trepidation, his eyes burning with fervor.
The new Prison Chief, taking all this in, became even more satisfied with Su Bai!
He wasn’t afraid of Su Bai’s greed; he was afraid Su Bai *wasn’t* greedy!
He knew very well.
Greed was the best medicine for controlling his subordinates!
After walking out of the Prison Chief’s great hall, Su Bai’s expression returned to normal, no longer resembling his previous demeanor.
’I wonder how the new Prison Chief will handle this matter?’
Su Bai thought to himself as he walked down the corridor.
’Will he keep it for himself, or will he report it?’
’Oh well, it’s none of my business anyway.’
Shaking his head, Su Bai decided not to think about it anymore.
「Back in his quarters.」
Su Bai immediately took out the black Treasure Saber he had just received and performed the Purple Mist Saber Technique!
’This truly is a fine saber!’
A moment later, delight filled Su Bai’s heart!
With this Treasure Saber, his strength had increased by another notch!
