Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1256 - 1306: Capturing Someone

"Ningxiang, let’s capture a master from the Tibetan Secret Sect in the next couple of days."

"Capture someone?" Jiang Ningxiang immediately became serious upon hearing Li Yifei’s straightforward plan.

"Exactly. Based on what Wang Mudan told us, it seems nearly impossible to obtain this method through normal channels. So we’ll capture one of them and force them to spill it directly."

"Won’t this... be inappropriate?" Jiang Ningxiang looked at Li Yifei with uncertainty.

Li Yifei chuckled and said, "There’s no other option. I won’t hurt them; we just need to get the information."

"Alright, I’ll follow Brother Li’s lead. After all, we absolutely have to get this method no matter what." Jiang Ningxiang added, blushing as she finished her sentence.

Li Yifei gazed into Jiang Ningxiang’s eyes and asked, "Ningxiang, if we can’t get this technique, will you still stay with me?"

Jiang Ningxiang didn’t avoid Li Yifei’s eyes. She gently bit her lip and slowly said, "Brother Li, back then, I never dared to imagine it—not because I didn’t like you, but because I felt I was just a small girl. Simply having the opportunity to assist you for the rest of my life made me very happy. I was afraid I wasn’t good enough for you. But now I understand—I want to be with you, regardless of whether we obtain that technique. It’s not just about Dual Cultivation; I want to be with you, no matter what."

The two fell into silence, then Li Yifei slowly lowered his head, while Jiang Ningxiang closed her eyes. Her lashes trembled incessantly. Her small face was slightly raised, her breath quickened, and her chest heaved rapidly, a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Their faces drew closer and closer until, at last, their lips touched. Jiang Ningxiang’s previously upright body softened instantly, collapsing into Li Yifei’s embrace. Li Yifei wrapped his arms around her tightly, holding her close.

The kiss wasn’t passionate—Li Yifei kept it gentle, pulling away shortly after. He looked at Jiang Ningxiang’s radiant face and softly said, "A preliminary seal, for now."

Jiang Ningxiang opened her eyes, her bright, sparkling gaze carrying a bashful yet sweet smile. She whispered, "Brother Li, you’re so good to me." Then, she buried her head against Li Yifei’s chest.

This kiss deepened their bond significantly. That evening, as they spent time together, Jiang Ningxiang became noticeably less restrained, relaxing more in Li Yifei’s presence. Everything was sweet and heartwarming, yet when things quieted down, Jiang Ningxiang still caught a glimpse of the weight in Li Yifei’s eyes. Though he had temporarily set aside the matter concerning his son, she knew his heart remained tied to his one-month-old child.

As Li Yifei had anticipated, Wang Mudan spent two days pulling every string she could, yet achieved nothing.

The Tibetan Secret Sect guarded this technique zealously and refused to teach it under any circumstances, no matter how attractive the offer.

Li Yifei had expected this. During the last two days, he and Jiang Ningxiang wandered casually but managed to identify several important figures within the Tibetan Secret Sect. They pinpointed one individual skilled in the Happy Zen technique.

After picking the target, Li Yifei refrained from rushing into action. This was the hub of the Tibetan Secret Sect, where all key figures resided. These prominent individuals were undoubtedly skilled, and it was unclear how many experts the sect had or whether a super-elite was hidden among them.

Carefully observing the target’s movements, Li Yifei finally decided to act.

That evening, Li Yifei and Jiang Ningxiang took advantage of an overcast sky, where darkness cloaked their surroundings, and infiltrated the sect’s compound.

The influential figures lived in individual courtyards, which provided Li Yifei and Jiang Ningxiang more precise opportunities to strike.

They moved along the base of the walls until reaching the courtyard of their target, sneaking up below the window. The house wasn’t soundproof, and from outside, they could hear a woman moaning from inside, clearly engaged in amorous activity.

Upon hearing the sounds, Jiang Ningxiang’s face turned red, but Li Yifei considered it a prime opportunity. He pulled Jiang Ningxiang along and deftly opened the door, which hadn’t been locked. Evidently, these people felt safe at home, never imagining anyone would harm them or dare to infiltrate their premises. Thus, the pair easily made their way to the inner room’s entrance, where the door was slightly ajar, allowing them to see the situation inside clearly.

As top-tier experts, Li Yifei and Jiang Ningxiang moved silently, their footsteps making no sound. The two inside remained utterly unaware, too engrossed in their activities on the bed.

The room was warm, and the couple on the bed had no blankets covering them, leaving nothing to the imagination. Jiang Ningxiang immediately turned away, unwilling to look further, waiting for Li Yifei to act quickly.

But after a while, seeing no movement from him, Jiang Ningxiang turned back, only to find Li Yifei standing at the entrance, head tilted, observing the scene with remarkable focus.

Frustrated, Jiang Ningxiang squeezed his hand in urging, but Li Yifei turned and signaled for silence, then resumed his observation.

Li Yifei wasn’t watching for entertainment; he was studying the man’s behavior, examining whether he truly gained special benefits during such acts.

After a while, Li Yifei concluded the man indeed wasn’t behaving like ordinary couples. His movements had rhythmic precision, his breathing remained steady, and his energy flow was exceptionally smooth—very different from normal intimacy. When the man said something, his actions suddenly became rapid and chaotic, resembling genuine affection at last.

At this point, Li Yifei saw no more reason to observe. Swiftly stepping into the room, he rendered both individuals unconscious before they even realized what was happening.

Wrapping the man in a blanket, Li Yifei grabbed his clothes and carried him on his shoulder.

Jiang Ningxiang quickly followed as Li Yifei swiftly exited.

It seemed the Tibetan Secret Sect never anticipated a breach, as their defenses were remarkably lax. Li Yifei and Jiang Ningxiang kidnapped someone without drawing attention from others.

Earlier, Li Yifei had rented an apartment in the area, one of several complexes catering to sect devotees. It was far safer to interrogate someone there than in a hotel.

With his skills, Li Yifei effortlessly avoided security cameras and transported the man to the apartment undetected.

Li Yifei tasked Jiang Ningxiang with booting up her laptop and connecting to the internet while he dressed the man—his nakedness wasn’t something Jiang Ningxiang should have to see.

Once preparations were complete, Li Yifei asked Jiang Ningxiang to step aside. He covered the man’s face with a pillowcase before waking him and playing a video.

"I want the Happy Zen technique. You can refuse, but I’ll make you feel worse than death." The video declared in fluent Nepali.

The man, freshly conscious, cried out at the audio, shouting incomprehensible words, then lunged at Li Yifei with impressive speed and skill. However, Li Yifei effortlessly caught his wrist and twisted it, forcing the man to bend forward in agony.

Without wasted words, Li Yifei plunged two steel needles into the man’s acupuncture points and let him go.

The man barely felt the initial sting but soon grew numb in the affected areas. However, intense pain quickly radiated, causing his face to pale and sweat to pour down his face.

"This is my restriction. If you write down the Happy Zen technique, I’ll undo it. If you refuse, you’ll endure this pain daily, and it will worsen until it becomes unbearable."

The man gritted his teeth without uttering a sound, his expression hardened. Yet the relentless pain couldn’t be borne by sheer willpower; he eventually broke down, gasping in anguish and nodding his agreement.

Li Yifei pressed play on the video again. "You may write something false, but you’ll face the consequences. If I practice the technique and find it ineffective, you’ll suffer until death. Only if I confirm its accuracy will I remove your restriction."

The man’s face twitched, clearly having intended to deceive Li Yifei with fabricated instructions, banking on him not understanding the Nepali language. But now he realized his captor had every contingency planned and would verify the technique before granting any reprieve.

Li Yifei smirked coldly, patted the man twice, then handed him paper and a pen.

The pain immediately subsided, though the man now trembled with greater fear. Such abilities were unlike anything he’d encountered before.