Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 427

Chapter 427: Chapter 421 Saving People_2

No wonder he was thriving in South Yue City, it was also no surprise everyone called him “Cheeky Wang.”

Old Yu was furious, his finger trembling as he pointed at Wang Lai:

“You, you're shameless!”

Unprovoked, it was clear that he wanted to silence a man by killing him, yet he still tried to turn the blame around.

Wang Lai merely sneered without a word.

Mo Hua smiled slightly, then said, “Cheeky Wang.”

At these words, Wang Lai's face changed dramatically, “You know me?”

If he didn't know his background, it would be impossible to know this nickname.

Wang Lai thought it over carefully and a chill began to creep into his heart, his eyes narrowing as he said:

“So, you knew everything from the beginning, you came specifically for me, you've seen everything here, haven't you?”

“I suppose so,” replied Mo Hua indifferently.

“How much do you actually know?” Wang Lai asked.

Mo Hua counted on his fingers:

“This month, you've been to the Red Happy Building seven times, robbed people twice on the road, fought six times, dined and dashed five times, gambled the day before yesterday, and even lost thirteen and a third Spirit Stones…”

Wang Lai was shocked, “How is that possible? How could you possibly know!”

Mo Hua just smirked.

I watch you every day, of course, I know everything.

You're just too foolish with too weak a Divine Sense to notice.

Of course, Mo Hua wouldn't say these words but instead showed a profound smile, making Wang Lai even more baffled.

Wang Lai felt panicked, “What exactly do you want to do?”

Mo Hua's voice was clear:

“I'll ask you a few questions, and you'd better answer truthfully.”

Wang Lai's gaze hardened, “If I do, will you let me go?”

“If you speak, I won't kill you, instead, I'll hand you over to the Taoist Court, and let the Court Official decide your fate. If you don't speak, I will kill you right now!”

Mo Hua threatened.

Wang Lai sneered, “Once I get to the Taoist Court, won't I still die?”

Mo Hua replied, “Dying sooner or later still makes a difference, and you know Court Leader Zhao, right? Plead with him, maybe he will spare you.”

Wang Lai's eyes flickered, sneering:

“If you know so much about me, then you must already know everything you want to, why bother asking me?”

“If you are asking me now, there must be something you don't know.”

“If you don't know, but I do, then I still have value, so you won't kill me!”

Wang Lai said confidently.

Bai Zisheng spoke discontentedly, “He's still being stubborn.”

Mo Hua gave him one last chance, “Are you really not going to talk?”

Wang Lai scoffed, “I would die before I talk.”

Mo Hua said, “Good! I admire your spirit!”

Then, Mo Hua pulled out the Thousand Jun Stick, glanced at Bai Zisheng:

“Beat him up.”

Bai Zisheng was excited; he'd been wanting to beat this bastard for a while, but Mo Hua had wanted to ask Wang Lai a few things, so he held back.

Hearing this, Bai Zisheng was both happy yet somewhat worried:

“Is this okay?”

“What could go wrong?”

“What if you beat him to death?”

“If he dies, he dies, he was never a good guy to begin with.”

“No, I mean, if he dies, won't you fail to get the information you needed?”

“Don't worry, let it be, besides, there are still three others…”

“That makes sense…”

After Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng finished speaking, they approached Wang Lai with friendly smiles, step by step.

Wang Lai felt a chill in his heart, couldn't help but use his hands to prop himself against the cold stone wall, moving backward until there was no retreat left, then he trembled:

“You… don't…”

Mo Hua raised the Thousand Jun Stick high, “Let's see whether your mouth is harder, or my iron stick!”

Then, with one fierce swing, he smashed it down.

Bai Zisheng showed no courtesy, kicking and punching as he advanced.

Bai Zixi, reminded of Wang Lai's deeds, also felt a bit angry and condensed golden Sword Qi into the size of Golden Needles, stabbing them into Wang Lai one by one.

Wang Lai gritted his teeth and endured, “You bunch of little bastards, I'll remember this…”

“Still daring to talk tough?”

Mo Hua raised an eyebrow and beat him even harder.

After beating him for a while longer, Mo Hua remembered something, retrieved a pill, and fed it to Wang Lai.

Bai Zisheng asked puzzledly, “What pill is this?”

Mo Hua replied, “Small Rejuvenation Pill, it's for hanging onto life, afraid we might beat him to death.”

Bai Zisheng couldn't help but say, “You've thought this through… very considerate.”

Mo Hua nodded, “That's right.”

After more beating, when Wang Lai was barely breathing in but not out, Bai Zisheng frowned and commented,

“This Small Rejuvenation Pill isn't effective…”

Mo Hua scratched his head, somewhat confused.

This was given to him by Old Mr. Feng, it should be good. Could it be that he had beaten him too harshly?

Bai Zisheng then took out a bottle of pills, “Try this, Bai Family's secret, Ten-Complete Great Restoring Pill, first replenish the blood, then continue the beating…”

Mo Hua sniffed it and his eyes brightened, “This is good.”

He took one out and administered it to the half-dead Wang Lai.

Wang Lai's complexion soon improved much, and his Blood Qi also gradually surged.

Bai Zisheng rolled up his sleeves and said, “Continue!”

Mo Hua, not being a Body Cultivator, was already a bit tired, but he gritted his teeth and persisted,

“Alright!”

And so, they subjected Wang Lai to another round of heavy beating.

Even Old Yu, watching nearby, twitched uncontrollably at the sight.

Finally, Wang Lai could no longer hold on.

The fists were fierce, the iron stick was hard, and the Golden Needles hurt.

The key was, these few youngsters truly didn't care about his life.

At this rate, he was indeed going to be beaten to death.

Wang Lai was no longer tough and began to beg intermittently,

“I… was wrong, spare… spare my life…”

Bai Zisheng seemed still unsatisfied, and Mo Hua also felt quite regretful, and couldn't help but say:

“Only honest after a beating, you shouldn't be called 'Cheeky Wang,' you should be called 'Cheap Wang' instead…”

Wang Lai spat out a mouthful of old blood.

After a beating, Wang Lai stopped being cheeky.

Whatever Mo Hua asked, he answered honestly.

Indeed, Wang Lai was a habitual offender.

First, finding an excuse to lure Mining Cultivators to the mines, then killing them unnoticed, and contacting the families of the Mining Cultivators to demand compensation from the Lu Family.

After the murder, he would also earn from the deceased.

This sort of thing, Wang Lai had done many times, but because the mines were inherently dangerous and Mining Cultivators often disappeared, the Taoist Court was negligent in their duties and too lazy to investigate, so he had always managed to escape the law.

But there was still a mystery to this.

Because the Lu Family stipulated, no body, no compensation with Spirit Stones.

So often, they couldn't get any compensation.

Although Wang Lai was greedy, it was unlikely he would risk murder for uncertain gains of Spirit Stones.

And Mo Hua remembered what Wang Lai had said earlier:

“Open the heart veins, kill them, do not damage the limbs, don't break the skin…”

Why care so much about the murder method just to fake a disappearance?

So there must be more to this, and Wang Lai was certainly hiding something.

Wang Lai didn't want to talk.

Mo Hua's gaze grew chilling as he pressed him repeatedly.

Wang Lai realized that this interrogating cultivator was keen as a ghost.

If he told even one lie, he would be detected, unable to deceive him. That's when he finally opened up:

“People pay Spirit Stones for the bodies of Mining Cultivators…”

“We earn Spirit Stones by killing people and selling the bodies…”

Chapter end

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