Chapter 49: Drag Them Away and Bury Them
Chapter 49: Drag Them Away and Bury Them
Boom—
The stone floor shattered.
Xue Wang felt a splitting headache, followed by a warm liquid trickling down from his head. His mind was a fog, still unable to comprehend what had just happened.
Then,
Gu Qingfeng grabbed Xue Wang’s head and slammed it into the ground several times, until the man’s face was a bloody mess and he was on the brink of death. Only then did Gu Qingfeng release his grip on Xue Wang’s face.
Straightening up,
Gu Qingfeng looked at the unconscious Xue Wang, then spat on the ground. His gaze turned to Ye Shi and Song Lan, who were frozen in terror, his expression icy cold.
“A minor Qingyang Sect thinks they can come to the Gu family and kill people? What do you think you are?”
Hearing this,
Ye Shi managed to react, his eyes filled with fear as he stammered, “M-my father is the, the, the head of Qingyang Sect, you can’t kill me—”
Ye Shi no longer cared about his dignity, desperately invoking his father’s name in a futile attempt to intimidate Gu Qingfeng.
Unfortunately,
Before Ye Shi could finish, Gu Qingfeng kicked him with such force that his chest caved in, and he died before hitting the ground.
Song Lan, the remaining one, was petrified with fear. A warm liquid trickled down her legs, soaking her skirt, but she didn’t even notice.
Before she could beg for mercy,
Gu Qingfeng brought his palm down, crushing her skull into her chest. Blood splattered everywhere, and her body collapsed instantly.
“Drag them away and bury them!”
Gu Qingfeng said calmly. The guards, who had been frozen in shock, sprang into action, dragging the two bodies away without hesitation.
Then,
Gu Qingfeng turned to Meng Peng and said, “Take this one to the dungeon; I want to interrogate him personally.”
“Yes, sir.”
Meng Peng immediately led his men to drag the half-dead Xue Wang to the dungeon.
The dungeon,
which Gu Qingfeng had recently constructed, was built for just such occasions. From the incident with Si Tian, Gu Qingfeng realized that if he captured enemies, he needed a place to interrogate them, hence the creation of the dungeon.
Ironically,
the dungeon had only been completed for a few days, and it already had its first guest.
As Meng Peng took the prisoner away,
Gu Qingfeng turned to Gu Yang and, for once, offered a rare compliment.
“You did well this time. Ye Shi has already reached the Intermediate Blood Refinement stage, and you were able to crush him easily. This shows you have a solid foundation. I have a task for you.”
“Father, please instruct me!”
“I need you to investigate all the background and forces of the Qingyang Sect.”
Gu Qingfeng said.
Since they had offended the Qingyang Sect, it was crucial to understand their true strength and make the necessary preparations.
Gu Yang nodded.
“Your son will obey, Father!”
Then,
Gu Yang asked cautiously, “Father, I have a question. What is your current cultivation level?”
Xue Wang was clearly a Bone Refinement expert, yet Gu Qingfeng had pinned him down and beaten him mercilessly, showing no sign of resistance. This indicated the terrifying strength of Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng smiled calmly. “As long as the Qingyang Sect doesn’t have any Marrow Washing experts or higher, I can handle it.”
This simple statement
sent a shockwave through Gu Yang’s mind. He had already tried to overestimate his father’s strength, but it seemed he had still underestimated him.
No changes were necessary in terms of setting-specific terms since none were explicitly related to a known setting like Pokemon, Harry Potter, or Naruto. However, character names and one anatomical term were transliterated or translated.
The stronger Gu Qingfeng became, the more at ease Gu Yang felt.
—
In the dungeon.
The walls were lined with numerous oil lamps, casting a bright light that illuminated the entire cell.
In the dungeon, Duke Xue was bound to a wooden frame in a spread-eagle position, his clothes tattered and his body covered in dirt. His collarbone had been pierced by an iron hook, and a steady stream of blood flowed from the wound.
Through the torn flesh, one could see a mix of ancient bronze and silver bones.
Clearly, this was a martial artist who had reached the pinnacle of the Bronze Bone stage and had already developed some Silver Bones.
It was precisely because martial artists at the Bone Tempering stage had exceptionally resilient vitality that Duke Xue had not met his end. If he were an ordinary person, such injuries would have been fatal.
When Gu Qingfeng entered the dungeon, the man on the wooden frame seemed to sense something, and he struggled to lift his head, revealing a face covered in blood and grime.
"Who are you...?"
Duke Xue's voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with shock, but more so with a sense of injustice.
He never imagined that he, a respected elder of the Qingyang Sect, would be reduced to such a state.
What Duke Xue found even more shocking was the terrifying strength of Gu Qingfeng. He had been completely overwhelmed without even a chance to react.
Such power left Duke Xue feeling deeply helpless.
It was clear that the man before him was no ordinary individual, and his strength was at least at the peak of the Golden Bone stage.
Gu Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze cold and indifferent as he looked at Duke Xue.
"I am Gu Qingfeng, the current head of the Gu family."
"With your strength, you should have been well-known. Regardless of your purpose in coming to the White Stone Path, you shouldn't have come into conflict with my Qingyang Sect.
The Qingyang Sect has stood tall in Guangyang Prefecture for hundreds of years, and our resources are beyond your imagination.
If you release me, all of this can be forgotten. The Qingyang Sect will not interfere with the Gu family."
Duke Xue spoke with a heavy voice.
Gu Qingfeng shook his head slightly.
"You say this now, but it's too late. The so-called son of the Qingyang Sect's patriarch, who claimed to be here, has already been killed by me. The conflict between our two forces is inevitable."
At these words, Duke Xue's heart skipped a beat. He sensed the killing intent in Gu Qingfeng's words and hastily continued.
"Sir, you can rest assured. A dead prodigy is no longer a prodigy. I don't believe the patriarch would risk a confrontation with a powerful figure like you over a deceased child—"
Before Duke Xue could finish his sentence, Gu Qingfeng cut him off.
"The issue is not whether the Qingyang Sect will hold a grudge against my Gu family, but whether my Gu family is willing to spare your Qingyang Sect.
Tell me everything you know about the Qingyang Sect and the specific purpose of your mission, and perhaps I will grant you a quick death."
These words caused Duke Xue's face to change.
"Are you truly willing to become an enemy of the Qingyang Sect—ah!!!"
As Duke Xue spoke, he suddenly felt an excruciating pain in his hand. Gu Qingfeng had grabbed his hand and, with a firm grip, crushed the bones. The half-bronze, half-silver bones were ground to pieces, and the pain was beyond what any ordinary person could endure.
The intense pain caused Duke Xue to scream in agony. Gu Qingfeng's face remained expressionless as he continued to crush the bones until the entire hand was nothing but a pile of shattered fragments.
"I'll give you one more chance. I don't want to hear any more nonsense. Otherwise, you know the consequences!"
(End of Chapter)
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