Chapter 29: You forced me

Yang Jun knew Third Senior Sister's secret; could it be that Zhou Tian told him?

Thinking of this, Leng Qingyue shook her head again.

Moreover, considering that her Third Senior Sister had arrived and her backing was here, this gave Leng Qingyue great confidence.

To deal with this, she simply puffed out her chest, making her alluring charm even more evident.

"Yang Jun, if you think it was my Third Senior Sister who did it, then go settle the score with her."

"If you have any self-awareness, you should realize you're no match for her."

"If you're sensible, you'd better just let me go!"

Leng Qingyue let out a cold snort, her face full of arrogance.

"It seems that among your sect, whether it's you or Zhou Tian, you truly lack self-awareness—clearly you're prisoners, yet you dare to act arrogantly before me; what else is this but seeking abuse?"

Yang Jun snorted coldly, full of disdain.

"Yang Jun, I warn you, my Third Senior Sister's strength is such that you could never be her match; if you don't want to die, hurry up..."

"Ah..."

Facing Yang Jun before her, Leng Qingyue raised her voice, once again displaying her arrogance.

And just as she spoke those words, there was a sharp crack.

The whip lashed Leng Qingyue's body, leaving a bloody red weal on her fair skin.

This whip was the one Yang Jun had just used, with Yu Xiaofeng's help, to strike Sang Jieguyi.

Now Yang Jun used it again on Leng Qingyue.

"Yang Jun, you bastard, what are you trying to do now?"

The sudden pain tormented Leng Qingyue; in extreme agony, she cried out.

"Tell the secret of the Airborne Pavilion!"

Yang Jun snorted coldly, whip in hand, like a killing god, staring fixedly at Leng Qingyue before him.

"I won't say!"

"You think that by obtaining our sect's secret from Zhou Tian you can oppose us? My Third Senior Sister will surely find you and give you a harsh lesson!"

Leng Qingyue stubbornly persisted, glaring hatefully at Yang Jun as she spoke.

Yang Jun's reply was also quite simple.

He stopped questioning, merely picking up the whip and lashing Leng Qingyue fiercely.

Leng Qingyue cried out in pain repeatedly, yet this woman remained strong, unwilling to bow her head or reveal the Airborne Pavilion's secret.

"Leng Qingyue, will you speak or not?"

"Yang Jun, even if you beat me to death, I won't say it; no matter what you say, it's useless."

Leng Qingyue persisted, still resisting in her words.

Yang Jun was certainly not the type to pity the frail; facing Leng Qingyue before him, he would show no mercy.

But he never expected that Leng Qingyue would actually have such backbone.

Yang Jun had read the original work, but regarding the Airborne Pavilion's weakness, he could only recall a little.

The book didn't make it clear, merely mentioning that the Airborne Pavilion would have a fatal weakness.

Without figuring out the key to this problem, there's no way to deal with Mo Qingyan.

In the original, the most detailed account was of Zhou Tian's growth and how he ascended to the Nine Five Supreme.

This guy's protagonist halo is just too strong, making everything else seem insignificant by comparison.

Even so, Yang Jun understood that he must find every means to uncover the Airborne Pavilion's secret; otherwise he couldn't deal with Mo Qingyan.

Only by finding Mo Qingyan, settling her—preferably capturing her—could he clear his name of the slander poured upon him.

If he doesn't break the Airborne Pavilion, Mo Qingyan will have an opening to exploit.

Not only would he be unable to resolve these matters, but he might even die at Mo Qingyan's hands.

With this thought, Yang Jun became even more eager, wanting Leng Qingyue to submit.

【Well, since this woman refuses to speak, don't blame me for being ruthless!】

Yang Jun thought this, then threw away the whip in his hand.

Seeing this, Leng Qingyue's heart just let out a sigh of relief, but she immediately widened her eyes.

Yang Jun tossed the whip aside, then picked up another; there were plenty of torture devices in this dungeon.

This is a whip studded with barbs; if it lashed one's body, one wouldn't die but would be severely injured.

【If you still won't speak, I won't strike your body—I'll hit your face!】

Yang Jun snorted, his face full of indignation; this matter made him very dissatisfied, and he still had to learn from his original self how to be a wanton playboy, a wanton villain.

"Stop hitting—I, I'll speak!"

Hearing Yang Jun's inner voice, Leng Qingyue understood he wasn't joking now.

Now she didn't dare; the pain was bearable, but if that barbed whip struck her face, the outcome was clear—she'd surely be disfigured.

Thinking these things, Leng Qingyue had no choice but to lower her head.

【What? She's already yielding? I just changed weapons and haven't even used them yet.】

Yang Jun snorted again, his eyes fixed on Leng Qingyue, no longer actively questioning, just watching her, hoping she would voluntarily answer at this moment.

"Actually, the Airborne Pavilion also changes its form through one's state of mind, cultivating oneself, enhancing one's mental power, thereby maintaining the form change—those are the strengths required."

Leng Qingyue let out a soft sigh, her face full of resentment.

When had she become even worse than a little lamb!

"What I need is a countermeasure."

Yang Jun snorted coldly again, simultaneously raising his right hand; the barbed whip flashed in the air.

"Don't, I said, I'm not saying?"

Leng Qingyue was terrified, her body trembled, she shrank back, and immediately spoke again.

"To destroy the pavilion in mid-air is still very easy; it only takes an external surprise attack, and you can destroy all of this."

"Be specific!"

Yang Jun stared coldly at Leng Qingyue; in his view, this woman is very cunning.

Without this method, this woman truly cannot lower her head.

"When you encounter it, use strong light or a loud sound, a sudden strike, and you can definitely break the pavilion in mid-air."

"As long as you destroy it this way, the caster will reveal their true form, completely exposed."

Leng Qingyue completely lost her resolve; Mo Qingyan's appearance also didn't help.

She gazed gloomily at Yang Jun before her, her eyes full of resentment.

This man, where is he some spoiled brat? Where is he good-for-nothing?

To be honest, this man is a demon, a demon specifically targeting our sect!

I am the first; perhaps my third senior sister will also become the second.

Yang Jun hearing this, he hehe smiled; it seems there is still a way to deal with this.