Chapter 336: Don't Ask! Don't Listen! Don't Think!

Jinglei.

Su Ming didn't even turn his head.

His gaze, like one staring at fish meat on a cutting board, locked tightly onto Yinggui's pale little face.

"Take the brothers and go out for a cigarette."

"I'm not calling you, and no one else may come in."

Jinglei's figure froze.

He glanced at the chilling, eerie aura in the air that made one's scalp tingle.

He glanced again at the set in Su Ming's hand… clearly a bone‑carving tool exuding a sinister vibe.

From his position, what scene hasn't he seen?

He knows exactly what will happen next.

It's definitely not a scene fit for any book!

"Su consultant..."

"Hm?"

Jinglei hesitated for half a second.

"I'll crank the soundproofing to the max for you!"

Bang!

Behind him, the great gate slammed shut.

The world fell silent.

Here, it became a solitary island where strangers must not approach.

"Alright."

Su Ming turned his head, looking at the trembling woman in the corner, his smile gentle.

"Don't be nervous."

"Treat this place as your own home."

"Anyway, you can't go back, can you?"

Yinggui clutched the Chen Long Zhi Shou in her arms, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

This man…

He is serious!

She is a top‑tier powerhouse of Sakura Country!

To think she'd actually be treated like this someday?!

Treated as a pig slated for slaughter!

"You… what do you want to do?!"

Yinggui's voice was hoarse, like a chicken with its throat strangled, forcing composure.

"If you do this, our Sakura Country will surely…"

"Tsk."

Su Ming impatiently cut in.

"Big sister, wake up."

"Your broken island can't even protect itself now; who has time to mind you?"

Before the words finished...

Su Ming's hand moved!

Swift as lightning!

Yinggui didn't even catch the afterimage; she only felt a black flash before her eyes.

No blood raged.

Nor skin tearing open.

The bone blade in Su Ming's hand lightly brushed across her left forearm.

That feeling…

Was like being brushed by a feather.

Yinggui was startled.

Is that all?

Who's being scared?

But the next second—

"Sss!!!"

A indescribable, excruciating pain erupted deep in her mind without warning!

It wasn't physical pain!

It was the soul!

That feeling…

It felt as if someone, wielding a rusted iron hook, forcibly pulled her soul out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Then tossed it into a millstone, grinding it inch by inch!

And sprinkled a handful of scorching coarse salt!

"Aaaaaaa!!!!"

The scream instantly pierced every inch of the interrogation room's air, sounding so mournful it wasn't human.

Yinggui's whole body jolted up as if shocked.

The dragon head in her bosom rolled clatteringly to the side.

On the surface, she appears unharmed.

But…

Her facial features have become completely twisted and displaced.

Her eyeballs bulge, filled with blood vessels, and saliva drips uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth.

Pain!

Too much pain!

In her perception.

That hand, which was clearly intact.

Now feels as if it had been minced into mush and fried in oil once!

"Can't take it any more?"

Su Ming crouches, like a meticulous medical student observing a lab mouse.

On his delicate face, there is no expression.

No perverse pleasure.

Nor any trace of pity.

Only calm remains!

"According to the description, this thing can amplify pain tenfold and act directly on neurons and the soul's origin."

Su Ming toys with the bone blade in his hand, nodding thoughtfully.

"It seems…"

"No lie."

"But… is a tenfold reaction really that exaggerated?!"

Su Ming extends his hand.

He grabs Yinggui's tangled hair and forcibly lifts her twisted face.

Their eyes meet.

Yinggui sees her own reflection in those ink‑black eyes.

Panic, terror, collapse.

"I'm in a hurry, let's speed up."

The knife in Su Ming's hand slowly descends.

The icy bone blade glides along her skin.

From her forehead, across the bridge of her nose, finally…

It stops on the fragile carotid artery of her throat.

Yinggui's whole body erupts in goosebumps, and her teeth clatter wildly.

"That slash just now was merely an appetizer, just a little scrape."

Su Ming's voice is soft and resonant.

Yet each word is like a hammer, crushing Yinggui's final mental defense.

"There are still many variations in this set of blades."

"Some are for boning, some for skinning, and there's also one…"

"It's said to be specifically for slicing souls into sashimi."

Su Ming leans close to her ear, whispering like a demon.

"Your Sakura Country loves sashimi the most, doesn't it?"

"You say…"

"If I preserve your beautiful body whole as a specimen."

"But the soul inside would be cut into 1,080 pieces…"

"Then, what would you become?"

"Delicious or not?!"

Saying that.

Su Ming gently flexes his wrist.

The blade presses down, thrusting in!

"Ah!!!!!!"

Outside the Gate.

Several gentlemen stare at each other, their faces odd.

The soundproofing system here is military‑grade.

Yet even so…

"Boss, this… is way too much, right?"

A Dragon Rider Guard can't help rubbing the goosebumps on his arm, his gaze involuntarily flicking toward the tightly shut big door.

"Is the soundproofing broken?"

"Why do I always feel… some sound drilling straight into my brain?"

It's not heard by the ears.

It's that… profoundly mysterious Mental Pollution!

Even with this thick alloy Gate between us.

They could still feel a chilling dread.

As if countless nail clippers were scraping their nerve endings!

Jinglei gave a wry smile and shook his head.

"Don't ask."

"Don't listen."

"Don't think."

"Our only mission now is to guard this Gate."

Though he said that.

Everyone present involuntarily stepped back half a step.

A little farther from that Gate.

Even farther!

Inside the Gate.

The world was a sea of scarlet.

"Ah… ha… ha…"

Sakuraki looked like a puddle of rotten mud, limp on the ground, eyes vacant.

Pain choking her!

Yet she didn't pass out, staying conscious to savor every strand of pain!

"Are you rested?"

"Next, we'll try another knife to feel its grip!"

Su Ming spoke gently, like a neighborly big brother.

"This one is finer, with a reverse hook."

"When we strike repeatedly, it should feel very clear, very transparent!"

Su Ming lifted his eyes slightly, a warm smile at the corner of his mouth.

"For this whole set, we should share the rain and dew equally, right?"

Hearing this.

The previously convulsing Sakuraki's body jolted violently.

Fear!

At this moment.

Her fear of the man before her reached a new peak!

Demon!

This is not a human at all!

"No… don't…"

"I give… I give!"

She broke down.

Tears streamed, utterly undignified.

"The thing… is with me…"

"But I have a condition! I want…"

"Condition?"

Su Ming paused, softly repeated the two words.

The smile in his eyes instantly froze.

The next second.

*Pfft*—!

"Aaaaaaa!!!!"

A piercing scream rang again.

"Negotiating a condition with me?"

"You think you're worthy?!"

Su Ming stood, grabbed the bone‑knife hilt lodged in her shoulder, and twisted it hard!

It was like stirring a cup of coffee!

"Give… I give!!!"

"Take nothing… please… kill me… give me a quick end…"

Sakuraki went completely mad.

*Buzz*—!

A dim light appeared at the side.

Su Ming's expression hardened, golden light exploded in his pupils.

Finally…

Gold coins exploded!