I Have A Dual World Seal-Chapter 638: The Villain Seems Just Like Me

"Evil sect cultivators, keeping martial artists captive?"

Lu Zheng's eyes flickered. Martial artists cultivate with their Qi and blood boiling fiercely, indeed making some good furnaces for blood Dao techniques, which the military consistently suppresses with deadly force as evil practices.

Moreover, that martial artist is not weak at all. With a hundred years of Dao practice, he is a master in any force. To have such a master as a blood slave furnace, this old man's cultivation must be even higher?

"Hehe..."

"Haha..."

"Young man, surrender, and you can suffer less pain."

"Otherwise, under the God-Devouring Technique, I'm afraid you'll wish for death rather than life!"

Two voices grew closer, seeming to ring right next to Lu Zheng and Shen Ying's ears.

Lu Zheng and Shen Ying frowned; these voices murmured with intermittent noise, drilling into their ears, very unpleasant.

"Hehe, not bad huh, still holding on?"

"Haha, the higher your cultivation, the happier the master!"

The two did not seem in a hurry to attack but still taunted Lu Zheng and Shen Ying.

However...

"Noisy!"

Shen Ying shouted in a low voice, sending a spiritual attack out with the sonic waves.

Interrupted from good things, she wasn't bothered to play with these two.

"Pfft!"

"Humph!"

One spat blood and the other grunted, then two figures were forced out of the void, staggering almost to the ground.

"What?"

The two figures stared wide-eyed, unbelievably glancing at Shen Ying, then flipped over to run away.

But just as they turned, they each saw a pink peach blossom illusion appear three feet before them.

The next instant, the Peach Blossom Evil shot into their bodies, both felt their chests as though struck by a heavy hammer, spraying out a mouthful of blood, collapsing to the ground.

"Cultivator!"

"High-level expert!"

Their hearts sank completely; they never imagined they would encounter such high-level experts.

You must know, they themselves were famous cultivators with nearly two hundred years of Dao practice, possessing considerable cultivation, capable of retreating unscathed even when meeting people from the Anomaly Suppression Bureau.

Upon hearing the village stronghold was breached, the Village Chief killed, they were sent out to investigate the matter's cause, see whether it was an accidental event or someone discovered the master's clue.

From the mouths of escaping citizens, they learned the news, went to the stronghold to see the scene, judged it as an accident.

Then they intended to explore the creators of this accident, unexpectedly finding out the two who wiped out the stronghold hadn't gone far but were roaming in the maple forest at the mountain foot.

Thus, gleefully, they prepared to capture Lu Zheng and Shen Ying to compensate for the loss after the Village Chief's kill.

After all, in their view, the Village Chief's strength was just average, killing him was not a big deal, while they two were warlocks, with many means, capturing two martial artists with hundred-year Dao practice was nothing but a cinch.

After all, if truly experts, they'd come and go without a trace, Divine Dragon glimpsed momentarily seen and then disappeared, wiping out the stronghold in the afternoon, surely departed more than a hundred miles away by night.

How could they possibly stay here playing games?

No awareness of a true expert at all?

So...

"How... how can this be?"

"Who... who are you?"

Lu Zheng glanced at the two; they were middle-aged in appearance, both dressed in black, tall and slender, similarly featured, with short beards under their jaw.

"Brothers?" Lu Zheng touched his chin, "Let's hear it."

The left man's eyes flickered, "You two, we admit defeat in this matter, I..."

Before finishing, Lu Zheng pointed at his body, then tossed over a "God-devouring Curse." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Uh... ooh... sss..."

"It's just a God-devouring Curse, talking as if no one else knows it." Lu Zheng said lightly.

The right man was dumbfounded, glanced at the sword in Lu Zheng's hand, "You're not a martial artist?"

Lu Zheng sighed, "Why are villains nowadays so talkative?"

Not giving the right man a chance to explain or argue, he flipped and sent another "God-devouring Curse."

Lu Zheng said to Shen Ying, "I read in a book about punishments that during interrogation, usually, you don't ask anything first, just give a warning hand, then speak.

Later, regardless of whether what they say is true or not, every time you ask, apply punishment once, then ask again, reverse the order, mix important and unimportant questions, ask him dozens of times, punish dozens of times, basically you can get the truth."

Shen Ying blinked, somewhat impressed yet confused.

Under the torment of the God-devouring Curse, the two's expressions changed dramatically, you're an abnormal person, why are you studying punishments?

Moreover, abnormal people's punishment is far scarier than ordinary ones, as they can apply punishment on the soul, terrifying as hell.

The two looked at Lu Zheng, endured the curse's torment, and nodded repeatedly to say they had something to share.

...

Xu Xiuzhu, Baron of Yizhang County, a noble of the Great Jing Dynasty, his grandfather earned military merit in the Northern Land, received the title of Count, passed to this generation, already the last generation of nobles.

Logically, in this generation, either follow the ancestors, go to the Northern Land, earn military merit with blade and gun, continue the title, since the Da Jing Military relaxes conditions for those with titles, allowing his son to inherit another generation.

Or purchase land and shops, consolidate industrial power, peacefully be an ordinary wealthy man, given Great Jing is at its peak, few dare to act rashly.

But not Xu Xiuzhu, he took an evil cultivation technique hidden by his grandfather from Northern Land's loot, started his cultivation.

With three generations of Xu family's resources and connections, Xu Xiuzhu secretly bribed several evil sect cultivators as enforcers, nurtured some Qi and blood martial artists as furnaces, greased the palms of county government officials, and smoothly cultivated for decades.

Then, using evil magic, he controlled many rich merchants in the county city; now, he's underground Emperor of Yizhang County.

"What a guy!" Lu Zheng blinked, "His experience, why does it feel so familiar?"

Shen Ying couldn't help but cover her mouth, laughing gently, "Except for being hereditary for three generations and practicing evil skills, he feels quite like Lu Lang, doesn't he?"

Lu Zheng was speechless.

He is also familiar with officials in Yizhou Prefecture and Tonglin County, well-acquainted with wealthy businessmen like Old Master Wang from the County Government Office, has a crowd of high-cultivation female demons around, rooted in Tonglin County, seemingly the underground Emperor of Tonglin County.

Even the Yizhou Anomaly Suppression Bureau Governor Chu Jin struggles to find people and would seek his help.

"Can it be the same?" Lu Zheng defended, "This guy can't show himself in the light!"

"Not the same, of course not the same!"

Shen Ying laughed, stepping forward, reached out and held Lu Zheng's arm, "What does Lu Lang plan to do? Direct action or report to the Anomaly Bureau?"

Lu Zheng snapped his fingers, "What else need be said? Of course, report to the Anomaly Bureau, we are kind and lawful citizens, matters of fighting aren't suitable for us."

The two captives, "..."