Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God-Chapter 285 - 273: Confess for Leniency, Endless Regrets; Leaking Secrets, The Peril of the Evil Cult! Strike Down the Traitor!

Chapter 285: Chapter 273: Confess for Leniency, Endless Regrets; Leaking Secrets, The Peril of the Evil Cult! Strike Down the Traitor!

"Ahhh—"

It was as if a burning-hot iron blade had suddenly been thrust into his brain, making the brain matter boil, and his entire head seemed to swell!

Excruciating pain struck Zhang Cong’s nervous system like lightning, filling his brain instantly, causing him to completely lose his mind and involuntarily unleash a shrill, hoarse wail of agony!

"No—Please—I’ll talk, I’ll tell everything!"

In that moment, his whole body twisted desperately in Chu Feng’s grip, contorting like a large green caterpillar being roasted over a lighter, his body’s skin flushing red from the intense pain.

Yet the skin on his face was the exact opposite, exuding a deep bluish hue; his facial features squeezed together like putty, as snot and tears streamed down.

Chu Feng had only just started his technique, and Zhang Cong immediately turned into Zhang Song, twitching and begging for mercy.

"Alright, speak then. Who sent you to kill me?"

Chu Feng dispersed the Sword of Mental Power that he had been rampaging with in Zhang Cong’s mind, shook him by his collar, and asked.

"I—I just accepted a task from the black market, the Secret Blood Workshop!"

Zhang Cong looked at Chu Feng as if he was looking at a demon, his eyes brimming with fear that seemed about to spill over. He spilled all the details like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, more obedient than a three-year-old child.

After relating the details of the task’s meeting point and method, he broke down in tears of regret.

He now regretted it to death, wishing he hadn’t been greedy for a moment’s gain by taking this task, only to fall into the hands of Chu Feng, this devil! fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Who could have imagined that this guy would also know the Demon Clan’s torture methods? Falling into his hands was worse than death!

All that money from the Secret Blood Workshop wasn’t worth risking his life for!

...

After listening to Zhang Cong’s confession, Chu Feng fell into deep thought.

Now there was an issue as obvious as a flea on a bald head: his information had been leaked!

The Evil Cult and the Demon Clan both knew about it and had even put a hefty bounty on him!

Moreover, the information leaked wasn’t just mundane details, it was the deeper, more intimate knowledge only known by the higher-ups of major powers.

Chu Feng figured there was probably only one thing that could provoke the Demon Clan and the Evil Cult to place a bounty on him—his participation in the killing of the Fire-Spirit Demon Priest Feika.

And not many people knew of this incident.

Aside from Ge Yunsong, Lin Zhong, and Xu Tianci, who were representatives of the three powers present that day, it would only be the high-ranking members of the Longhua Forces who learned of the news later.

And judging by the timing of the assassination mission issued by the Secret Blood Workshop, they must have just received his information not long ago, most likely tonight.

That means it couldn’t have been the Academy Alliance, the Demon Extermination Army, or the Demon Annihilation Army that had spilled the beans!

If it were these three forces closest to Chu Feng, his information would likely have been leaked yesterday, not to be acted upon just now.

The odds are, it was one of the other high-ranking figures who learned of this information later that leaked it to the Evil Cult!

...

Having deduced this situation, Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as his strength and fundamentals remained obscure, other leaks were not a major concern. They didn’t have a significant impact on him.

Currently, he had neither attachments nor vulnerabilities.

Those who could be potentially used against him, like Wang Weiguo or Wang Xuerui, were members of the Wang Family Clan, protected by the prehistoric behemoth that was the Martial Family of Wang. Their measures for defending their clan’s descendants and their subsequent retaliation were not something common forces could withstand.

—In fact, Chu Feng had long been mentally prepared for information leaks.

It was unavoidable; acting always leaves traces, and one never knows when they’ll be exposed.

In addition, being betrayed by a traitor is a common occurrence. As long as it’s not a betrayal by a close comrade-in-arms, it’s bearable.

The tragedy of traitors emerging from within the organization was simply unavoidable; there were always fools who failed to grasp the big picture and did something as idiotic as defecting to TW in ’49.

Or, for personal gain and factional interests, they actively connected with enemies and employed tactics such as using someone else’s hand to commit murder and so on.

He wasn’t afraid of traitors, either. Every time a traitor was caught, and his network was dragged out along with him, it was a purification and cleansing for the organization, which could extend its life by many years.

But then, Chu Feng’s expression gradually turned solemn again.

He was no scion of the Wang Family; the threat from the Evil Cult and the Secret Blood Workshop was actually quite significant to him!

...

According to what Zhang Cong confessed, the Secret Blood Workshop, which sounded like no good thing, was a famous intelligence brokerage in the Northern Lands, also dabbling in the assassin business.

Their operations were quite extensive, thriving in the chaotic Northern Lands, to the point that even the Evil Cult under the Demon Clan’s command had to rely on them.

Except for sensitive figures, they dared to sell anyone’s information and dared to take anyone’s head.

Being targeted by such an infamous organization made Chu Feng suddenly feel as if he’d stepped in dog shit.

Moreover, it wasn’t just the Secret Blood Workshop targeting him, but also the God Worship Sect behind it, which was the Evil Cult controlled by the Demon Clan!

This time, the Commander Level Kill Order was issued by the Evil Cult and released to the black market, which attracted widespread attention.

The so-called Commander Level was determined by the classification of the Demons and Spirits, meaning the Evil Cult would send the highest Yin Yang Realm martial artists to assassinate Chu Feng!

Those who killed Chu Feng and brought his corpse to the Secret Blood Workshop would receive resources worth five million Longhua Currency.

And if someone could capture Chu Feng alive, they would be able to claim cultivation resources valued at a staggering ten million Longhua Currency!

In addition, the powerhouse who completed the Commander Level Kill Order would also get a considerable bounty resource provided by the Evil Cult!

When Chu Feng heard this news, he felt like his scalp was about to explode!

He knew, things had gone seriously bad now!

The Yin Yang Realm, that’s a rank even higher than Instructor Lu Lin!

Now that his location and demonstrated strength had been sold by this guy, who knew how many people were secretly watching him!

How many Yin Yang Realm martial artists would be tempted?

That was hard to say!

If someone could sell his information, wouldn’t there be those willing to strike for profit and try to kill him?

A sense of urgency suddenly surged in Chu Feng’s heart—he couldn’t wait until tomorrow, he had to leave this place immediately!

His current strength was not bad; according to Xu Tianci and others, after activating "Law of Heaven and Earth," his combat power was comparable to a martial artist of the Cave Heaven Realm, and a relatively strong one at that.

But even the strongest of the Cave Heaven Realm were apparently not a match for a Yin Yang Realm martial artist!

He didn’t have the strength to contend with a Yin Yang Realm martial artist yet, and if he were trapped here by one, his life would likely be in grave danger!

He suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Cong in his hand, his eyes revealing a hint of coldness.

Zhang Cong seemed to keenly sense the imminent threat, his face suddenly turning pale as he began to struggle desperately while shrieking like a pig being slaughtered:

"I’ve already made a clean breast of things, you promised not to kill me! I didn’t take action, I haven’t committed a crime, I want to call the police, you can’t kill me!"

"Not kill you and wait for you to lead other assassins to me? Better luck next life, and make your moves more transparent!"

Chu Feng’s expression was icy, the True Force emanating from his hand in an instant, burrowing into Zhang Cong’s brain and turning it into mush.

Zhang Cong’s body stiffened suddenly and then limply hung down, head and body drooping.

Chu Feng tossed Zhang Cong’s body onto the ground and, just as he was about to leave, suddenly heard the sound of clapping from behind him.

A hearty voice laced with laughter said, "Decisive in killing, quick and clean, lad, not bad at all!"