Chapter 237: Your husband has already fainted, now it's your turn, oh

Shen Ruoshan trembled all over, his face deathly pale, but he no longer dared to conceal anything.

"We used a pill called Stealing Heaven Pill, feeding it into the infant's mouth... this pill can extract the infant's potential, as long as the infant holds the Stealing Heaven Pill for twelve hours... the potential is basically drained."

"Then give this pill to another child to consume... and they can inherit its talent."

Shen Qing spoke: "Squeezing the body's potential? What about martial arts talent?"

According to what Shen Ruoshan said, this Stealing Heaven Pill can devour one's cultivation potential, so what about the potential for learning martial arts, or rather, comprehension?

Shen Ruoshan hesitated for a moment, but seeing Shen Qing's gaze, he trembled and still spoke: "If their cultivation talent is too low, but their comprehension is astonishing... it would inevitably arouse suspicion, so we also used a Feng Shui Grand Formation to suppress the infant's soul..."

Everyone in the room sucked in a breath of cold air, they could not believe there existed such a vicious pill in the world.

Moreover, just by having the infant hold it for twelve hours, one could drain their potential.

And Shen Ruoshan and his group still wanted to exterminate them completely, destroying their comprehension as well.

At this moment, Shen Qiu walked in, still holding a list in his hand.

He came before Shen Qing and knelt on one knee: "Reporting, Third Young Master! I have already completed the statistics of the list as per your orders."

Shen Qing took the list; this list was also the one Shen Qing had Shen Qiu collect, containing only some of the Shen family's direct lineage, yet with extremely poor talent, Shen Qing suspected these people were also like him, having had their talent stolen.

Shen Qing glanced at the list, and indeed there were not a few people on it—quite a dozen or more, with ages ranging from eleven or twelve to seventy or eighty.

But this does not mean Shen Ruoshan and his group only did this for these few years.

Rather, because some people had their talent stolen, they couldn't even break through to the Innate Realm, so they died in their twenties or thirties.

Shen Ruoshan and his group's act of stealing talent has likely been ongoing for over a hundred years.

Shen Qing spoke, calling out a name.

"Who is Shen Zhiyi?"

Only then did the crowd quickly part, revealing a woman about twenty-four or twenty-five, her cultivation only at the third level of the Body Tempering Realm.

Her face full of panic: "Shen Qing Young Master... I am Shen Zhiyi, what have I done wrong?"

"You've done nothing wrong." Shen Qing's pupils suddenly blazed with golden flames, ancient divine patterns appeared around his eye sockets, the Destructive Golden Pupils instantly pierced through Shen Zhiyi, and indeed, her flesh had long since withered.

The divine patterns around Shen Qing's eye sockets faded.

"You are also a victim."

Shen Zhiyi's body trembled slightly, she lifted her head to look at Shen Qing: "Shen Qing Young Master, what do you mean by these words?"

"Your innate talent should have been quite good, but it was also stolen by this Stealing Heaven Pill."

Shen Zhiyi staggered back several steps, then with a plop fell directly to the ground, her pupils constantly dilating but unable to focus.

Suddenly, her gaze fell upon Shen Ruoshan, and she wanted revenge.

She struggled to stand up, but the immense blow left her unable to stand, and still, someone nearby helped her up.

She swayed as she came before the fire basin, wanting to pick up a steel needle, but this fire was after all not ordinary fire, even a third-level Body Tempering cultivator like her could not even approach it.

Shen He glanced at Shen Qing, seeing Shen Qing did not stop him, he sighed and helped her pick out a steel needle.

Shen Zhiyi picked up the steel needle, trembling as she thrust it toward Shen Ruoshan, Shen Ruoshan wanted to struggle, but was held down firmly by Shen He and Shen Xiong.

Even so, Shen Zhiyi tried three times in a row, yet could not pierce the steel needle into Shen Ruoshan's fingertip, Shen Ruoshan being at the peak of the Elemental Dan Realm, moreover cultivating both qi and body together, his skin was fundamentally not something a third-level Body Tempering cultivator like her could pierce.

Finally, Shen Zhiyi collapsed, kneeling on the ground and wailing loudly, tears streaming uncontrollably, her sobs echoing continuously in the ancestral hall, moving everyone to tears.

Her entire life had been destroyed.

But now the enemy is right before her eyes, yet she is too weak to even take revenge.

At this moment, a strong hand grabbed Shen Zhiyi's hand back.

"I'll help you."

Shen Qing wrapped his true qi around Shen Zhiyi's arm, Shen Zhiyi grabbed the tweezers again and picked up the steel needle.

Shen Ruoshan was frightened, shouting loudly: "I already said it! I already said it!"

But Shen Qing didn't care, he drove the red-hot steel needle firmly into Shen Ruoshan's fingertip, and not satisfied, Shen Qing grabbed the needle and shook it forcefully dozens of times.

After doing all this, Shen Qing directly sent out a stream of true qi to push Shen Zhiyi into the crowd.

At this moment, a foul smell came over, from Shen Ruoshan's side, after continuous torture, and with his kidneys just torn apart by Shen Qing's true qi, he could no longer hold it in, and directly urinated.

Shen Ruoshan's face instantly turned red like a monkey's buttocks, he now wished he could just go die.

He knelt and looked at Shen Qing, eyes full of pleading: "Shen Qing, Shen Qing, I beg you, ask me whatever you want to ask."

"I'll tell you everything, after you're done, let me die with dignity, okay?"

Shen Qing snorted: "Still dreaming nice dreams? A dignified death? Ask yourself, do you deserve it?"

"Your son told me before he died that this talent could still be restored, how to restore it?"

Shen Ruoshan dared not conceal: "It can be restored, but I don't know, my father might know."

Shen Qing's eyes turned icy, he pointed a finger, and true qi began to tear apart Shen Ruoshan's liver.

Shen Ruoshan gritted his teeth: "I'm telling the truth, I didn't lie to you! I really don't know..."

Shen Qing naturally knew he was telling the truth, but so what?

I just want to torture you.

Shen Qing then asked: "Then what about your father? That old waste Shen Shu? His son and daughter-in-law are suffering here, while he himself ran away, right?"

"Speak, where did your father run off to?"

Shen Ruoshan shook his head with eyes full of fear: "I don't know... I really don't know, I'm telling the truth... please don't torture me anymore..."

Shen Qing's eyes turned icy, he grabbed a branding iron: "You beg me? I beg you? I won't let you go either."

Saying this, he directly pressed the red-hot branding iron onto Shen Ruoshan's face, thick white smoke billowed, the screams were especially fierce.

Suddenly, Shen Ruoshan's eyes rolled back, and he fainted dead away.

Shen Qing snorted, threw down the branding iron, and spat: "This has only just begun, and you already fainted?"

Saying this, Shen Qing turned to look at Liu Lan, at this moment she was already trembling all over.

Shen Qing spoke.

"Liu Lan, your husband has already fainted; now it's your turn."

Liu Lan's eyes were filled with fear, she kept shaking her head, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Shen Qing picked up a steel needle glowing red-hot.

"Crying?"

"Crying counts as time too!"