Spirit Vessel

Chapter 892: Interrogation

Blood dripped down from her stomach area beneath the leather armor all the way down her slender leg, eventually touching the ground.

Blood also filled her mouth as she glared at him and uttered coldly: “Shameless human, I will not tell you anything.”

“It’s not up to you.” Feiyun grabbed her shoulders and gazed at her eyes. Two phoenix images appeared in his eyes and screeched.

The girl’s body twitched and her eyes became empty.

He recalled his gaze and asked again: “What is your name?”

“Bai Luoye.”

“Why are you here in Red Cliff?”

“Our army was routed so we ran to this realm.”

“Which world are you from?”

“Death Cloud.”

“Who is your commander here? How many members are left?”

“Sir Xueshuang, not sure about the exact number.”

“Why do you not know?” He pressed on.

“A pseudo-saint attacked so our army separated into the various realms and dimensions. I don’t know how many white spiders came to Red Cliff but our group consists of three hundred thousand or so in Skyscraper Ridge. Our commander is Sir Xueshuang.”

Feiyun slightly frowned. This number was far higher than expected and this was only one group.

He initially thought about destroying their lair but now, this seemed to be too difficult.

“What is Sir Xueshuang’s cultivation?” He continued.

“I.. don’t know.”

He knew that she wasn’t lying. A great demon wouldn’t reveal its cultivation easily to others.

The girl eventually regained her wits and didn’t remember what Feiyun did to her so she panicked.

He opened the barrier and took her outside.

“You’ve finished interrogating?” Yu Dai stared at the girl, seeing damage on her leather armor with blood dripping down her legs on top of her panicked expression…

Yu Dai’s pretty eyes became filled with disappointment and her voice unnatural.

“What a beast.” The turtle sighed and quietly said.

He didn’t care about what they thought and took the second girl deeper into the cave. A new barrier was erected but one could still hear the cries of the second one.

After a while, he took her out.

Both Yu Dai and the turtle immediately stared at the girl’s between-the-legs. She wasn’t bleeding but her armor was torn off, revealing skin in many areas. She had the same nervous expression; her hair was a mess with dirt everywhere.

He tossed her down before taking the third one.

Once she was taken out, she didn’t fare better than the previous two - clearly having suffered in there.

He then wanted to grab the fourth one.

“Umm… Well…” The turtle stammered.

“What do you want?” He stared at it.

“Well, don’t you want to rest a bit first?” The turtle asked.

“Right, Master, you should rest first. The… interrogation must have taken a lot out of you.” Yu Dai said.

“Only three so far, no big deal.” Feiyun took the fourth one in.

“Such stamina.” The turtle shook its head and commented.

Just like that, the turtle and Yu Dai saw Feiyun interrogate all eight demons. The last one took the longest and was bloodied from top to bottom once he was finished.

“You’re too violent, though demons are physically capable, couldn’t you have been gentler?” The turtle sighed.

“She’s a noble of the white spiders, the niece of this Sir Xueshuang, and wouldn’t spill a thing, that’s why I needed to take care of her.” He snorted.

He was slightly exasperated since this girl had a powerful soul with a seal left behind by a top demon expert. Even the phoenix gaze couldn’t break this seal so he couldn’t get anything out of her.

He only found out that she was Sir Xueshuang’s niece because the other seven spilled.

“What should we do now?” The turtle asked.

He pondered a bit and said: “I’ve figured out nearly everything about the lair and got a good idea of its leader’s cultivation. Now, we just need to find the three commanders and relay this information for points.”

He was aware that the half-demon alliance alone wasn’t enough to take down this tribe. More preparations were needed.

He believed that these three commanders would still be around to gather the scattered elites of the alliance.

This place was a high-level realm so the heavenly laws were chaotic. He couldn’t use this affinity to calculate positions and needed to take his time searching.

Twelve days quickly passed by.

He naturally was attacked several times by demons. He fled against the stronger ones and killed the weak for points. He met several grand demons and barely managed to flee.

He finally found a half-demon at the end of the twelfth day.

“Elder Mu.” He landed next to the elder and whispered.

Elder Mu who was on a scouting mission was scared out of his mind, to have someone come up next to him undetected. He nearly attacked Feng Feiyun with his spirit treasure looking like a shuttle.

He put it away after seeing Feiyun and pulled Feiyun ten meters underground. He then put up three formations to create a narrow space.

“Brat, you’re still alive, truly lucky.” Elder Mu took out a bottle of wine and took a sip with his dried lips. He then handed it to Feiyun.

He accepted and drank as well before asking: “Where are the other elites?”

Elder Mu’s expression was ugly as he said: “Many have died, less than twenty percent are left. Even Sir Hu Yu fell down, eaten by that wolf-tiger great demon.”

Sir Hu Yu was a seventh-ranked demon, the leader of the support camp.

Elder Mu took back the bottle and took another ship: “The support camp is virtually decimated. The first camp is nearly gone too. Only the third camp has more survivors, less than fifty percent or so. The battlefield is too terrifying with a high casualty rate. Brat, the truth is that I’m always worrying about being attacked by the demons, afraid that one second of laxness will result in death.”

Feiyun understood. One’s cultivation didn’t matter. The first time on this battlefield would almost always result in being traumatized. Only those with sufficient mental fortitude would become heroes for the humans.

“This is normal, just a few more times and you’ll get used to it.” He consoled.

Elder Mu spat out his drink after hearing this. He felt that a senior like him should be the one telling Feiyun this, not the other way around.

“Brat, you’re something else. If only the other elites could have your mindset.” Elder Mu wiped his mouth.

“They’re not doing well?” Feiyun asked.

Elder Mu shook his head: “Our foundation is too weak. Plus, we only have five hundred with no allies and friends, survival is way harder compared to the humans. Once actually being on the battlefield, we immediately got attacked too and lost a seventh-ranked half-demon. Isolated and without help with dangers looming in every corner, even the elders couldn’t handle it, let alone the young ones. The most frightening thing in this world is the unknown. Now, we’re at our wits’ end with no morale left, not even worrying about contribution points.”

Feiyun sympathized with the three commanders. If they were to leave right now, then the surviving elites would always be traumatized by the battlefield. Once they told their stories, no one else would dare to join the battlefield.

The half-demons’ confidence would be finished.

“We need a big win.” Feiyun said.