After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 784

Chapter 784: Zhouzhou’s Interrogation
The Ancestral Master was already on the brink of an emotional breakdown, and after hearing Zhouzhou’s words, he couldn’t hold it in any longer. He burst into tears, wailing loudly as he held Zhouzhou tightly. “You’re right! My life is so miserable!”

All the effort he had put in, painstakingly accumulating what little merit he had, and now, one of his golden legs was gone! Overcome with grief, the Ancestral Master cried even harder, tears and snot streaming down his face, which he carelessly wiped on Zhouzhou.

“Zhouzhou, what are we going to do now?” he sobbed.

Zhouzhou, clutching his clothes, blew her nose and cried even louder, “I don’t know either! That was my hard-earned merit!”

She didn’t believe for a second that the Ancestral Master was cultivating. All that merit was hers! Now that his golden leg was gone, Zhouzhou felt like she had lost a leg too. From now on, she was sure she’d be known as “Limping Zhou.”

The pair cried loudly, their wails grating on everyone’s nerves. Just as the Ancestral Master was about to wipe his snot on Zhouzhou again, Ye Lingfeng, his patience completely worn thin, strode over, grabbed his daughter, and pulled her away.

Zhouzhou, still sniffling, quickly grabbed the Ancestral Master’s clothes and gave one last mighty blow, stretching a long strand of snot a whole meter.

The Ancestral Master froze. “What are you doing?”

Zhouzhou, eyes wide and fierce, shot back, “What are you doing?”

Both of them glanced at the places they had used as makeshift tissues and recoiled in disgust.

Ye Lingfeng, unable to bear the spectacle any longer, took Zhouzhou back to their room, changed her into clean clothes, and then returned.

The black-clad man lying on the ground looked at the two of them with disdain, his eyes full of contempt. “And you call yourselves a righteous sect? What a bunch of slobs!”

Zhouzhou, seeing his expression, instantly flew into a rage. She stomped on his leg with her chubby foot and raised a small fist. “Tell me, who ordered you to do this? If you don’t talk, I’ll break your arms and legs!”

As she spoke, she twisted her foot with a threatening glare.

At first, the man didn’t take her seriously. But when a sharp pain shot through his body, he let out a scream, looking up at Zhouzhou in terror. He could feel his leg cracking! How could this little kid be so strong?

Seeing him still refusing to speak, Zhouzhou switched legs and stomped on the other one.

Another agonized scream tore through the night.

But Zhouzhou was unfazed. All she could think about was the hard-earned merit that was now gone. She was furious and showed no mercy with her stomping.

None of the onlookers pitied the man. If anything, they thought Zhouzhou was being too soft. Had it been them, they would have subjected him to the ten most brutal tortures long ago to quench their burning hatred.

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk!” the black-clad man finally broke, pleading for mercy.

Zhouzhou, however, suddenly had a change of heart. “Never mind. We can just use the same method to lure out the bad guys later. None of them will escape then.”

“For now, I just want to beat you up.”

The black-clad man was speechless. Wasn’t it her who had asked him to talk in the first place? Did this kid even know how to conduct an interrogation?

Desperate, he turned to Ye Lingfeng and the others, hoping they’d step in and take charge.

To his shock, Ye Lingfeng clapped his hands and nodded approvingly. “Exactly! What’s the point of making him confess so quickly?”

“Zhouzhou, don’t you have that Hell Torture Talisman? Why don’t you use it on him first?”

“Oh, right!” Zhouzhou remembered that the talisman was much more efficient, saving her from having to use any actual torture tools. Without hesitation, she yanked the man’s soul out and tossed it into the talisman.

At first, the black-clad man wasn’t worried, thinking a child’s torture couldn’t be that severe. But when faced with the hellish mountain of blades and sea of fire, he quickly learned his lesson not to underestimate children.

He screamed in agony, cursing Zhouzhou in his mind. How twisted did a child have to be to come up with something so brutal?

Hearing his words, Zhouzhou pouted in grievance and turned to Ye Lingfeng. “Daddy, am I a psycho?”

“No, you’re not,” Ye Lingfeng replied, shaking his head firmly.

Zhouzhou let out a sigh of relief, reassured. “See, I’m just a truthful person. I said I’d punish you, and I did. I’m so honest.”

With a bright, innocent smile, Zhouzhou looked down at the talisman as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

The black-clad man nearly choked on his own blood. Who had ever heard of such a “truthful” person being so vicious?

Zhouzhou didn’t care. In her mind, that’s what it meant to be honest.

Not giving him a chance to say another word, she chanted a spell and threw him into a boiling cauldron within the talisman. His blood-curdling screams echoed through the sky.

Zhouzhou wrinkled her nose in annoyance and threw the talisman outside, covering her ears. “So noisy.”

Ye Lingfeng chuckled. “It’s still early. Want to take a nap? You can continue dealing with him when you wake up.”

“Sounds good,” Zhouzhou agreed, placing a hand over her heart. Every time she looked at the Ancestral Master’s leg, it made her sad.

The Ancestral Master was heartbroken too.

After crying together for a while longer, the pair finally went to bed and quickly fell asleep.

When Zhouzhou opened her eyes again, she was fully rested. She stomped outside, picked up the talisman, and pulled the man out. By now, he had been through two rounds of the ten most brutal tortures.

The moment she dragged him out, the black-clad man felt like he had just been saved. He didn’t wait for Zhouzhou to speak before spilling everything in a rush. “The one who ordered me was someone named Chen Jiu. I don’t know what he wants, but he paid me to do this.”

“He told me to keep an eye on this place and no matter what, to make sure the Dragon Vein was completely destroyed.”

As he spoke, he began to sob. His body ached, but his heart hurt even more.

Crying pitifully, he pleaded, “I just wanted to make some money. I’ve told you everything, I swear. Can you let me go now?”

Zhouzhou glanced at him. “You’re sure you’ve told me everything?”

The man nodded furiously. “Yes! If I’m lying, may the heavens strike me down with lightning!”

Zhouzhou nodded back, and without a word, tossed him back into the talisman. Dusting off her hands, she declared, “Since you have no more value, there’s no need to keep you around.”

Once again, the man’s shrieks filled the air.

Zhouzhou quickly slapped a silencing talisman on top, muffling his cries. She then ran over to Xi Mo and Ye Lingfeng and repeated everything she had learned.

“Chen Jiu?” The commander frowned. “That name doesn’t ring a bell.” (Notes: Jiu Means Nine in Chinese)

Neither Ye Lingfeng nor Xi Mo recognized it either.

Just then, the Ancestral Master, yawning, floated out of his statue. Casually, he remarked, “Oh, by the way, the Dragon Vein he broke is the ninth-largest of the veins.”