Chapter 101: Devil

A Chen won't go to snatch a bride.

After pulling off her thumbnail, Liu Liyan softly whispered these words in an extremely gentle voice.

Then,

Rip!

Then she pulled out the nail of her second finger.

A Chen will go to snatch a bride.

Screech… A Chen will go to snatch a bride.

Screech… A Chen will not go to snatch a bride.

……

Qingxia, standing not far away and watching everything, felt her scalp go numb and her whole body feel unable to move.

She watched Liu Liyan calmly stand there, pulling out all ten fingernails; without any origin force protection, the pain of flesh and bone separation drove the guest elder almost to despair.

He pounded his head, shaking it.

At the same time.

Liu Liyan's words halted, and she said: 'A Chen will go to snatch a bride.'

Her words fell.

It seemed a terrifying baleful aura was arising; Liu Liyan's blood-red eyes brewed endless slaughter, the surrounding temperature plummeted, giving the impression of an impending storm.

'So, will he still go to snatch a bride?' Liu Liyan, unable to control her strength for a moment, deformed the bone-scraping knife in her hand.

Qingxia, who had witnessed all this with her own eyes, felt her body as heavy as Mount Tai, her breathing became difficult, and she strained to hold her breath: '!!!'

Calm!

Where is your usual wisdom and calmness?

Where is your composure and poise?

Just a moment ago, you were fine—how did you suddenly lose control of your emotions? Could it be that under extreme grief you also lose your reason?

Now you don't even have reason left—how can you talk about staying calm?

The guest elder was terrified out of his wits: '!!!'

'Master, your counting order is wrong; why don't you go back and recount?' Qingxia's petite frame couldn't help but shrink.

Gradually, the anger in her eyes faded, and the various emotions surging in Liu Liyan's depths were suppressed, returning her to calm.

She lightly pressed her lips, clearly still unwilling to believe or accept this reality, and said: 'What you said is correct; I will count again.'

'E…e…' The guest elder sank into an endless abyss of despair.

He said.

He said everything!

Don't keep forcing him.

The pain of his flesh was not the main reason he yielded; rather, the key was that he couldn't see what Liu Liyan wanted to do, and she would constantly switch to hell mode.

His cultivation was sealed, together with his physical strength, so now he is merely a mortal flesh‑and‑blood human, despairingly widening his eyes as he watched Liu Liyan pick up the bone-scraping knife.

With a calm expression, she dug out the flesh embedded in his nails bit by bit, until she saw the stark white bone.

Patiently recounting again.

'Master, later, starting from when the Young Master Su goes to snatch a bride, you will dig until you see bone.'

Remember to dig in even numbers.

Hmm.

'A Chen will go to snatch a bride…' Liu Liyan's face was expressionless, showing no joy or anger; she was so calm, as calm as someone unperturbed.

Just now, Qingxia thought exactly that.

She initially thought Liu Liyan was just momentarily unable to accept it, but if the Young Master Su truly went to Qian Yuan City, she would ultimately have no choice but to resign herself to it.

Now it seems this is acceptable.

This is the master having pressed all his obsessive, extreme negative emotions deep inside, resulting in the birth of a second face.

Dao-heart demon seed.

Don't look at the master now, appearing calm and gentle like an unperturbed person; that's because the negative emotions pent up in his heart haven't yet reached the critical point—once they break through, he might truly be controlled by his inner demon.

Qingxia covered her mouth, watching Liu Liyan finish counting a round with a heart full of alarm.

'……A Chen will not go to snatch a bride.'

'I've finished counting, Qingxia, what you said is correct—A Chen truly will not go to Qian Yuan City to snatch a bride; he will not abandon me.'

Qingxia lowered her head, glanced at the ten fingers before her that had been dug down to the bone, blood flowing freely, extremely painful; she didn't know how the guest elder had endured this process…

A second glance at the guest elder's face showed hollow eyes, a twisted expression, despair, and a longing for death…

His voice weakened to the extreme as he called out to Qingxia, losing control of his bowels and bladder.

Qingxia forced a smile worse than crying, replying to Liu Liyan: 'No, no, the Young Master Su will definitely not abandon you, go to Qian Yuan City to snatch a bride; he could never like Miss Lin, he has always cared only for you, Master.'

'Have you regained your reason now?'

Liu Liyan walked over with a composed expression, returning the torture tools to their original place.

Finally,

She gave a light glance, as if correcting Qingxia's earlier remark: 'I have always been rational.'

After saying that, Liu Liyan left the prison, went to the training grounds, found a spot, rested her chin on her hand, and quietly waited for Su Chen to come pick her up.

Gentle, quiet.

Just like a little cat waiting for its master to come home.

And Su Chen, having left the military tent, went to visit his second sister, Su Lingxue.

He planned to take a piece of spirit armor engraved with Scarlet Sun Jade; having just heard Liu Liyan say she was cold, Su Chen kept it in mind, picked one that was fairly satisfactory, then spread his divine sense to confirm Liu Liyan's position and immediately rushed over.

Young Master!!

At this time,

Heibao suddenly came rushing in in a hurry: "Young Master, Young Master, the spy sent by the Azure Dragon Holy Son—I don't know how he suddenly became willing to confess."

"Confessed? He didn't take the poison pill to kill himself?" Su Chen exclaimed in surprise.

"No."

I had originally planned to torture him, but as soon as I entered the prison I heard him crying and shouting that he was willing to confess—his face was deathly pale, it's really strange; I didn't even need to use the Paolao punishment.

Heibao felt puzzled and unable to understand.

Heibao entered the prison, Qingxia had already cleaned the area and even put a pair of gloves on the guest elder.

After the gauze was removed from his mouth, his whole person had a dazed expression; it's likely he was stunned by Liu Liyan's methods.

He never thought such a delicate woman would also have such a contrasting side.

When Su Chen arrived at the prison with the spirit armor.

Inside, the shouting had already become hoarse, the voice trembling: "I'll confess everything! I confess!"

"Sniffle... That heretic cultivator is just a demonic path person; only the demonic path would use such cruel, bloody methods; the end result is just death, right? I said, give me a quick death—don't let her come again."

Su Chen glanced at Heibao unexpectedly.

Heibao actually has such methods?

Just a little torture made a cultivator who had once trained his physique cry out, willing to confess.

"Young Master, I'm also wondering; I suppose I have a bit of talent in this area." Heibao smiled humbly.

Su Chen nodded slightly with appreciation, entered the prison, stood before the guest elder who had already been frightened pale, and said in a low voice: "No, did you specifically ask to see me? Now you can say what you have."

"I'll speak, I'll speak… after I finish, you give me a quick death."

"I am acting under the Holy Son's orders to gather intelligence; the Holy Son has long known that the Heavenly Mystery Dao Sect possesses a sect‑protecting cultivation art, which is a heaven‑rank cultivation method; he encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation and needed to change methods, so he had us pretend to escort spirit stones while actually stealing the sect‑protecting art."