The righteous path punishes Heaven

Chapter 62 Interrogation

Bang!

The door was slammed shut, leaving only Zhang Yunling and Duan Suchen in the room. Although the other elders had the right to know the outcome of the interrogation, Duan Suchen insisted on creating a private conversation environment and used his divine sense to seal off the surroundings.

Duan Suchen slowly walked to the tea table, sat cross-legged on the innermost futon, and seeing that Zhang Yunling was still standing there, he smiled slightly and said:

"Don't be so reserved, Yun Ling. You have rendered meritorious service to the sect. Even if you have made mistakes, the sect will not make things too difficult for you. Come, sit here."

Seeing that Duan Suchen's attitude seemed relatively calm, Zhang Yunling didn't say anything more and sat down on the futon opposite Duan Suchen.

"Tell me about the cause and effect between you and the Holy Maiden."

Duan Suchen picked up the porcelain teapot on the coffee table, first filling his own teacup with tea, and then pouring tea into Zhang Yunling's cup. But the teapot was already empty after only half a cup was filled.

Zhang Yunling didn't look at the tea on the table, but simply nodded slightly and said:

"The Holy Maiden murdered my father in my early years and stole all my cultivation, even taking my family heirloom. In her eyes, it was an invaluable treasure, but she still wouldn't give up. I came to the Quanzhen Sect with the intention of diligently cultivating, but I just happened to encounter her, and all the battles that followed were because of this."

Duan Suchen chuckled, shook his head, and retorted, "You say she stole your cultivation? Other things might be believable, but I think this is impossible. What kind of technique can steal someone else's cultivation? Even if it does, how can you prove it?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yunling frowned slightly, his eyes sharpening. He raised his hand to touch his chin, feigning thought, and said:

"Apart from her, I have never seen anyone else use the technique of stealing the cultivation of others, but she only took twenty years to cultivate from the Qi Refining stage to the Nascent Soul stage. Could it be that you recruited her as the Holy Maiden because of her monstrous talent?"

"Otherwise what? What else could it be?" Duan Suchen picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and stole a glance to observe Zhang Yunling's expression.

"I have heard about the martial arts contest for marriage a few days ago. Anyone who fought against the Holy Maiden was either seriously injured or died on the spot. There is nothing strange about this. I am indifferent to women and do not care."

Zhang Yunling's expression relaxed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He casually said, "However, those disciples who died were all killed with a single blow, and their aura disappeared instantly, without a trace of spiritual energy left. This is what I'm curious about."

"What's the point of saying all this? What does it prove?" Duan Suchen's expression became somewhat serious.

"I feel like I've seen this before." Zhang Yunling picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Duan Suchen's expression had changed.

Zhang Yunling continued, "During the battle with the Holy Maiden, I accidentally discovered something. It seemed that several souls flew out from the Holy Maiden's dantian, accompanied by a bluish-black mist. That aura felt very familiar to me."

Duan Suchen's tense face suddenly relaxed, and he said calmly, "No matter how you explain it, I know nothing about this matter. Come, let's both drink this tea in one gulp, and I will have someone brew some more."

After saying that, the two raised their teacups and drank the tea in one gulp. But when Zhang Yunling put down his cup, he saw that Duan Suchen had only drunk half a cup, so he asked in confusion, "Sect Master, you just said that we would all drink the tea, so why is there half a cup left?"

Duan Suchen smiled faintly, put down his teacup and said, "Since you address me as Sect Master, then you should not forget your own identity."

Without hesitation, Zhang Yunling smiled and said, "What the Sect Master says is quite right. However, since you say you don't know what the Holy Maiden did, it seems you agree with what I said earlier."

Instantly, Duan Suchen's body trembled slightly, and the teacup in his hand was squeezed so tightly that a crack appeared. Although the movement was almost imperceptible, the half-finished tea in the cup slowly flowed out.

Looking at Duan Suchen's appearance and noticing the water stains on the coffee table, Zhang Yunling continued to question him:

"Since you are unaware of her actions, why did you still bestow upon her the title of Holy Maiden? Have you never questioned why her cultivation has improved so rapidly?"

Click!

The teacup in Duan Suchen's hand was crushed to pieces, and ceramic shards pierced his fingers, from which dark purple blood began to seep out, accompanied by very thin black mist emanating from the wound.

"Zhang Yunling...don't be so arrogant! You're just a newly initiated disciple, don't you even understand this simple principle? Don't pry into other people's business, or you might lose your life without even knowing how you died..."

"Oh? Is that so? Then wouldn't you say you've told the truth?" Faced with Duan Suchen's threat, Zhang Yunling did the opposite and provoked him again.

The usually gentle and refined sect leader was truly enraged at this moment. Duan Suchen suddenly stood up from the futon, and his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation suddenly spread out. The powerful and terrifying pressure swept towards Zhang Yunling like a tsunami.

A cultivator who has reached his level can materialize his aura without using magic. These bursts of cultivation energy, imbued with killing intent, shattered the tea table between the two of them. Zhang Yunling was also slammed against the door with a thud.

Despite the terrifying force, Zhang Yunling tried his best to grab the doorknob, but found that the door was as if it were sealed. No matter how hard he tried, the door remained tightly closed and unmoved.

"Boy, today I'll let you die knowing why. Decades ago, I would have silenced everyone who knew about what happened back then, but I never expected to encounter such a variable as you."

"You're right, the matter of the Holy Maiden is indeed true. Our sect was able to successfully overcome our tribulation largely thanks to her help. But I never expected you to be so foolish, squandering such a bright future, recklessly causing trouble, and even daring to come before me to mock and provoke me! Very well! Then today, my sect will use you to test the power of a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

All the spiritual energy in the air suddenly became chaotic. Because of the protection of the One Qi Transformation into Three Pure Ones, Zhang Yunling was able to clearly perceive the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him.

Seeing that the unstable spiritual energy was gathered in Duan Suchen's hand and gradually transformed into a dark blue halo that enveloped his entire right fist, while Zhang Yunling was locked in by the opponent's aura and could not move at all, he could only watch helplessly as the charged attack was aimed straight at his chest.

"Dreaming!"

At this critical moment, Zhang Yunling mustered all his strength to pat the storage bag at his waist and shouted at the same time. Instantly, something flew out of the bag, which was the spatial scroll given to him by Lin Wan'er, the leader of the Thief Heaven Sect.

The fatal punch was just inches away from landing, but Duan Suchen only saw a flash of shimmering green light before his eyes. The punch struck empty air and shattered the door in front of him.

The corridor outside was deserted, but sensing the spreading spiritual energy, the elders who had been waiting on the ground floor rushed over, only to be met by Duan Suchen, whose face was cold and filled with rage. He simply stood there, silent.