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Deep within the mountains, in a concealed patch of dense forest, the sizzling sound of red-hot iron branding flesh echoed continuously, mixed with the man's muffled cries of agony. Jin Cheng's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Lin Zheyu with venomous hatred, as if he wished to devour him alive.
Faced with Jin Cheng's resentful gaze, Lin Zheyu showed no reaction at all. He calmly used his crimson true origin to cauterize the man's wounds. If those wounds were not treated, the fellow would soon die.
"All right. From now on, I ask one question, and you answer one. If you choose not to speak, I will let you experience what it means to wish you were dead," Lin Zheyu said calmly.
He picked up the two storage pouches on the ground and toyed with them casually. Including the one taken earlier from the immortal cultivator of the Directorate of Celestial Observation, Lin Zheyu had seized three storage pouches in just two days.
However, the craftsmanship, material, and texture of these two storage pouches were clearly inferior to the one carried by the Directorate of Celestial Observation cultivator. Even someone as inexperienced as Lin Zheyu could sense their poor quality.
"Mmph… Who exactly are you?" Jin Cheng said in a low voice after the gag...
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