232 Extort Confession through Torture (1/2)

Wang Biao nodded vigorously. ”Alright, alright, I will arrange it immediately.” Now, he would treat whatever Mo Wen said like an Imperial edict to be executed with all his might.

After a short while, a car appeared in front of Mo Wen. Mo Wen threw the feminine youngster directly into the trunk and then sealed all the acupoints on his body. After ensuring that he couldn't escape, he got into the car and drove out of Lu Clan Manor.

In a dimly lit room in a small house near the Ice World Ice Skating Rink, Mo Wen sat on a chair in the shadows. On the ground at a short distance from him lay a youngster. He was the feminine youngster from the Heretic organization.

Mo Wen gripped a golden needle in his hand and flicked his fingers. The golden needle's radiance flashed and pierced the feminine youngster's temple.

The next moment, the feminine youngster trembled and gradually opened his eyes, looking perplexed.

Mo Wen asked indifferently, ”Your organization has been hiding in the Capital. For what purpose?” His voice was deep and low, and contained a weird charm that enticed anyone to unknowingly reveal what they had in mind.

”Purpose…? I don't know…”

The feminine youngster blinked perplexedly while his lifeless eyes glanced at Mo Wen as though he had lost his soul and had become the walking dead.

Mo Wen furrowed his brows. He doesn't know? A young expert in the Sea of Qi realm doesn't even know what exactly the organization's purpose is? What their secret is?

Just now, he had used a special method of extorting confession. Those who had Cultivation much lower than his simply couldn't help but tell the truth. Therefore, the chance of the feminine youngster lying to him was very slim. However, since he was not lying and didn't know the reason the Heretic organization was hiding in the Capital, there could only be one explanation, that was this youngster's rank was too low, so he didn't know those secretive matters.

”Tell me whatever you know,” Mo Wen muttered while whipping out another golden needle. A golden gleam flashed and pierced the body of the feminine youngster. For security's sake, he had added a restraining technique.

Those who practiced the Heretical techniques, especially those Heretical techniques related to the ghosts and spirits, originally had some special abilities, and some of them were freaky and very weird. If one was not careful, one might fall for their tricks.

Just now, that golden needle he used had sealed the feminine youngster's Cultivation. With his weak Cultivation, he wouldn't be able to break away from his restraint.

After half an hour, Mo Wen stood up without any expression and cast a cold look at the feminine youngster. Then, he hit youngster's forehead with his palm. A streak of golden firelight spread from his hand and instantaneously covered the feminine youngster's whole body.

Under the burning golden flame, the feminine youngster's body melted at a speed that the naked eye could see. In an instant, he became a pile of ashes.

In the room, nothing had been burned, and the wooden flooring was completely undamaged. There was only a pile of ashes on the ground to prove that a living person had been burned.

Mo Wen's control of the Fire of Nine Yang had increased with his Cultivation, and he was getting more skilful as time passed. This was especially the case after he had obtained the heritage from the 34th generation Ming Cult Leader, from which he had a completely new understanding and epiphany about the Nine Yang and Nine Yin Divine Techniques.

Outside of the dim room, there was a small alley. Nearby there was a quiet, low-rise residential area, with only the occasional passersby on the road.

Mo Wen hadn't gotten any useful information from the interrogation just now. That youngster's position was too low in the Heretic organization, so he didn't know much. He only knew that the organization seemed to be organizing a business activity.

Business activity?

Mo Wen curled his lips, as it was not something the Heretic organization would have any pleasure doing. They were not businessmen, so there must be some secret involved.

However, that youngster only knew that the Heretic organization was lacking money. It ordered all its members to approach the leaders of various businesses with the intention of obtaining a large amount of money from them.

The feminine youngster's appearance in Lu Clan Manor was for this purpose. He obviously had eyed the Lu Clan's wealth.

Mo Wen glanced at the sunshine outside and furrowed his brows contemplatively.

The people of the Heretic organization had appeared in the Xu Clan previously, and now they had also appeared in the Lu Clan. These two Clans were both big business clans.

From there, one could deduce that the Heretic organization indeed was very interested in businessmen, so perhaps this feminine youngster's statement was true. This organization was lacking money, so they had to mingle with those business clans.

Why is the Heretic organization lacking money? What do they intend to do? What could require so much money?

However, he didn't have any answers. At the moment, he obviously couldn't report back to Huatian Palace having obtained so little information. He had to get to the bottom of the Heretic organization's purpose.

Mo Wen didn't talk to Wang Biao before he left the little house. He went alone and took a taxi back to the school.

Now, he could only set this matter aside and contact Xu Qianqian later to see if he could get new leads. Xu Qianqian's second brother was not simple, so perhaps it would be possible to find out something from him.

In the evening, the sun set in the west.

When Mo Wen returned to the school, classes were already done for the day. He gave Qin Xiaoyou a call and asked her out, as he had not seen her since he had been back.

Mo Wen was bored sitting on the horizontal bar in the field. He looked at those scattered passersby at a distance and watched those students who were playing basketball on the basketball court. After classes had ended in the evening, it was time for the students to relax.

In a short while, Qin Xiaoyou came running from the school building opposite the field with excitement on her face. ”Mo Wen, when did you get back? Didn't you apply for ten days' leave?”

She thought Mo Wen would be away for a long time. She sent him messages that were unanswered, and her calls hadn't gotten through, but Mo Wen had returned unexpectedly on the second day, so to her it was a pleasant surprise.