Dandy Pill God-Chapter 115: Yan Chong — Dead!

Seeing this, Zhu Fei sneered and snapped his fingers.

"The first question, what exact Cultivation Method are you practicing? Is the Cultivation Technique you and your Blood Evil Sect Master practice the same?"

As soon as Zhu Fei’s question was posed, Yan Chong shuddered, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Although he had harbored some doubts when he heard Zhu Fei mention the Prohibition, wondering if Zhu Fei, like him, was also a Cultivator.

But now that he had a confirmed answer, his heart couldn’t help but be shocked.

You see, the matter of Cultivation, within their Blood Evil Sect, could be said to be an absolute secret.

Apart from him and the Blood Evil Sect Master, no one else knew about it.

"So... it turns out that you are also a Cultivator."

Yan Chong’s eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness as he glared at Zhu Fei, his tone venomous, "You think I’ll tell you my secrets? Dream on! Even if you want to... Aaahhhh!"

Before Yan Chong could finish, Zhu Fei pointed his finger again and touched Yan Chong’s body.

In an instant, the agonizing pain of a thousand ants gnawing at his heart enveloped Yan Chong’s entire body once more.

Yan Chong’s face contorted with pain, yet this time, he endured the torture without even the slightest intention of speaking.

It made sense, after all, his hatred for Zhu Fei was too deep for reconciliation. If he truly revealed his Cultivation Method to Zhu Fei, wouldn’t that be helping Zhu Fei gain an advantage?

After all, he didn’t know that Zhu Fei actually had no interest at all in the Cultivation Method he practiced. Zhu Fei’s question was merely to understand some information.

Seeing that Yan Chong could endure the techniques he employed, Zhu Fei frowned slightly.

It seemed that his own cultivation was still too weak. If he had the strength of the Qi Refining Fifth Level now, considering Yan Chong’s current state, it wouldn’t be so troublesome to extract some secrets from him. He could have just forcibly performed the Soul Search.

Thinking this, Zhu Fei stretched out his second finger towards Yan Chong.

"The second question, how did you manage to recognize the Ice Heart Body before? If you’re willing to answer this question, then I’ll grant you a quick death. If not, then keep suffering like this. I’m curious to see just how long you can last."

Indeed, the real reason Zhu Fei didn’t immediately kill Yan Chong was that he wanted to know from Yan Chong how he identified Tang Mengyun as having the Ice Heart Body.

You should know, even with Zhu Fei’s extensive knowledge and experience, he was entirely clueless about this matter.

Therefore, he had to extract this critical piece of information from Yan Chong no matter what.

Hearing Zhu Fei’s second question, resentment and malice still filled Yan Chong’s gaze towards Zhu Fei.

But finally, he blinked hard, indicating that he was willing to share this information with Zhu Fei.

Seeing this, Zhu Fei didn’t hesitate, pointed his finger again, and lifted the prohibition on Yan Chong.

"Huff, huff, huff!"

Yan Chong immediately began to breathe heavily. After a short while, he sneered at Zhu Fei:

"That matter, I might as well tell you now. Actually, not only can I recognize it, but in fact, any Disciple who has truly practiced our Blood Evil Cultivation Method can see it."

"And the main reason for this is the nature of our Cultivation Method. Hahaha! Zhu Fei, just wait. As soon as that Tang Mengyun is seen by someone from our Blood Evil Sect, that will be the moment of her death! Hahahaha!"

With that, Yan Chong suddenly laughed crazily. His laughter was filled with delight and malice.

Zhu Fei watched Yan Chong coldly, then suddenly started to laugh as well.

"If I’m not mistaken, the Cultivation Technique practiced by those in your Blood Evil Sect was probably derived from that Cultivation Method."

"Hehe, a Cultivation Method that resonates with the Ice Heart Body must be one that belongs to the Extreme Yang type, right? I truly pity you. To have such an excellent Cultivation Method, yet you’ve practiced it into such a state. Indeed, all of you are idiots."

"How... how is that possible? How could you possibly know that?"

A look of sudden shock and disbelief replaced the pleasure on Yan Chong’s face.

He stared blankly at Zhu Fei for a long, long time, unable to come to his senses.

Because what Zhu Fei said was not wrong at all. The Cultivation Method they practiced indeed was categorized as an Extreme Yang type Cultivation Method.

However, neither he nor the Blood Evil Sect Master had any understanding of Cultivation at all at the beginning; they only knew to engage in arduous practice.

They also had a vague feeling that there was indeed something wrong with their initial practice.

But as to where exactly the problem laid, they had no clue at all for a while.

Now, hearing Zhu Fei’s words, it seemed he understood everything. How could Yan Chong not be shocked, even astonished?

"Hehe, it looks like my guess was correct. Since that’s the case, there’s indeed no further use for you. You can die now."

A playful smile appeared on Zhu Fei’s face; then he raised his hand and pointed directly at Yan Chong’s forehead.

"Ah! Zhu Fei! You can’t kill me! The Sect Hierarch of the Blood Evil is my father; if you kill me..."

"Puchi!"

Before Yan Chong could finish speaking, a thread of Zhu Fei’s finger force had already penetrated his forehead and shot out from the back of his head, hitting the wall behind him and creating a small hole in it.

"Bang!"

Yan Chong’s body, with eyes still wide open in death, heavily fell to the ground.

Zhu Fei didn’t even bother to give him another glance. He got up and walked straight to Wen Lei, saying with a smile, "Brother Lei, I owe you for your help this time. Let’s go."

Wen Lei nodded. While he was somewhat curious about the recent events, he didn’t ask further questions.

He knew that since Zhu Fei hadn’t avoided him while questioning Yan Chong, that implied...

A preliminary trust had been established between Zhu Fei and him.

And at such a moment, some matters, since Zhu Fei didn’t take the initiative to speak of them, naturally he should not ask about them rashly either.

This basic understanding of interpersonal relationships was something that Wen Lei was very clear about.

...

"Brother Zhu, I wonder what your plans are next? Before his death, that Yan Chong seemed to say that he was the son of the Blood Evil Sect Master. Now that you’ve killed him, I’m afraid..."

By now, Wen Lei and Zhu Fei had left Yan Chong’s building compound.

When the two reached a secluded area, Wen Lei finally took the initiative to speak to Zhu Fei.

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