Imperial Treasure
Chapter 1292 - 744: The Battle on the Summit (Four-in-One Jumbo - )
After infusing Zhuang Ziliu with Magnetic Sensation, he detected many toxins in the other’s body. The mixture of toxins had already damaged more than half of this man’s life foundation.
Sui Yi frowned slightly, said nothing, and after retaining a part of the Magnetic Sensation in his body, withdrew his hand, "I’ll come pick you up later."
"You always seem so confident," Zhuang Ziliu raised an eyebrow.
"You’ve already seen me at my least confident."
Just a youthful recklessness.
Zhuang Ziliu turned his face away, indifferently said, "That Shen Xuan is not human, he cannot be judged by human standards... Besides, Shen Xuan knows that I’m here."
Hmm?
Sui Yi was surprised.
"Ling Meier is his person, just in a different way."
"And what about Shadowless?"
"Him? He’s really scheming, tunneling his way in through a secret passage below, occasionally passing messages to me, all for the secret of Cangwu..."
Zhuang Ziliu sat on the ground, spat out a mouthful of toxic blood, and smiled, "Don’t you want to know where the three Cangwu Fragments I collected are?"
Three pieces, that many?
Sui Yi didn’t speak, simply flicked away the dirt on the sleeve with his fingers, turned around intending to leave...
"Previously, when I was imprisoned on the third level of the Tower of Curses, I embedded the three fragments into that torture rack using the technique taught by Wu Jue."
"You’ve told me this, how should I explain it to her?"
Zhuang Ziliu chuckled lightly, "You always ignore how others view you... Sui Yi, believe that woman would rather have you get Cangwu than let it fall into the hands of the Divine Rune clan..."
"In her eyes, only you and she have value in this world."
"Everyone else is trash."
Sui Yi: "...."
Being confessed by a childhood friend from an opposing faction about his enemy’s deep love for him, Sui Yi felt a little tipsy.
So he could only turn his head and leave.
In the inevitable passage outside the Tower of Curses, Sui Yi had already used Magnetic Sensation to spy on the ambushes set by Ling Meier and her group, but surely Shi Feixuan and her people weren’t fools. Previously, when she was taken by Shadowless, she signaled with her eyes. Whether it was Shi Feixuan or Wu Xie, they should understand her meaning.
So....
Sui Yi looked up to the sky, a falcon, which could only survive in the snow peaks of the Cang mountains, alighted at the tip of her fingers.
Then, in a moment, it flew away again.
Only then did Sui Yi turn to enter the Tower of Curses.
The tower is often dim; Sui Yi concealed her aura, moved swiftly and stealthily along the eaves and walls, naturally avoiding detection by the guards on the first floor, and those who were long tortured and had their martial arts depleted wouldn’t notice either.
Sui Yi observed these prisoners in ragged clothes and apparent numbness, confirming that these people originally had decent martial arts but were greatly suppressed by the accumulated toxins in their bodies, rendering them like useless individuals.
On the first and second floors, Sui Yi searched for opportunities to go up and found that the higher the floor, the stronger the detainees’ powers, and the fewer the numbers. There were about thirty compartments on the second floor, some of which were vacant, while the living ones probably all had Minor Grandmaster level strength.
Are there really so many Minor Grandmasters in this world?
Thirty Minor Grandmasters would be enough to shake the entire Central Plains repeatedly. If so many were missing, Song Que and Ning Daoqi wouldn’t possibly have no reaction, nor would they let it be regardless of whether there was such an agreement beforehand. Sui Yi simply had that kind of intuition.
Unless these Minor Grandmasters weren’t from within the Central Plains.
Turks? Goryeo? Couldn’t be either.
Sui Yi was suspicious in his heart, and was even more wary of the third floor.
The second floor didn’t have Hell’s Wan Ge.
This Tower of Curses only has three floors. The second floor already equates to Minor Masters; besides special individuals like Zhuang Ziliu, what else could be held on the third floor? Great Grandmasters?
On the third floor, Sui Yi first used Magnetic Sensation to search ahead, finding a total of three compartments.
Just three.
Left, middle, right.
There were people detained on the left and in the middle, an old man on the left and a woman in the middle.
Hell’s Wan Ge.
However, their detention states were different.
The person detained on the left was sealed in a large block of ice, with only an opening left for bloodletting, whereas the one in the middle... Hell’s Wan Ge was bound within a cage of runes.
The cage was solidified with hot blood, entwined with strips of rune incantations, and she was expressionless inside...
The right room also had an ice block, but no one was there. Sui Yi used Magnetic Sensation to search inside the room, saw the sharp marks on the ground, felt a twitch in the heart, and finally withdrew the Magnetic Sensation.
Qi Lian was taken away.
None of the three rooms had any guards, the third floor was as desolate as a dead zone.
Sui Yi withdrew the Magnetic Sensation, furrowed his brows slightly, pondered for a moment, and walked into the cell where Hell’s Wan Ge was held.