Chapter 249: Inquiry

Chapter 249 Inquiry

"Nice to meet you, let me introduce myself, I am Li Huowang."

"Regarding your previous attempt to ambush me, I actually long since forgave you. After all, I am a Heartless, just like a ginseng fruit with legs; it is only natural that you wish to seize me."

"This time I sought you out for other reasons. To summarize in one sentence, I am very unfamiliar with this world and wish to gain more knowledge through you."

"Of course, there is another reason. You know I am a Heartless; I am also searching for a way to shed this state. If you know of such a method and tell me, I would truly be very grateful."

Li Huowang sat on the chair, looking seriously at Han Fu before him as he spoke.

The two bloody, mangled heads dangling in front were not his target of conversation; he was speaking to the fist-sized small head on Han Fu's neck.

Bai Sui's ability had not spared it either; its face was completely unrecognizable. Calling it a head was generous; it was entirely a fleshy tumor with twisted features.

This thing was truly peculiar. The main body was thoroughly dead, yet it remained alive and well. One wonders how the Luo Sect cultivated their techniques.

"What is your name? Also called Han Fu?"

Facing Li Huowang's inquiry, the small head sneered mockingly, saying not a word.

"Clatter," various shining instruments of torture polished to a gleam were lined up before it.

Li Huowang picked out an iron hemisphere from among them, carefully cupping the small head, and extended the instrument in his hand towards it.

"Ahhh~!!" The sharp scream was extremely piercing.

Opening the nearby tent, Li Huowang threw the small eyeball in his hand onto Black Tai Sui.

"Still unwilling to speak?"

The small head's single eye looked at the rows of bizarre torture instruments, revealing a trace of fear, but it was quickly replaced by a determined gaze.

"You Fire Worshiper madman! Even if I speak, will you really let me go?"

"I will not let you go, but dying directly and being slowly tortured to death are two different matters."

"Do you know? I am actually not very skilled at using torture, but I have experienced much pain, all kinds of different tortures. Do you want me to reenact everything I have endured upon your body?"

Seeing Li Huowang wipe the blood from his hands with a nearby towel and pick up a curved hook with barbs again, the small head struggled desperately, but its limbs were already completely broken; it was destined to be futile.

"I don't know! I really know nothing!! We haven't been out of the mountains for long!"

"Really? If you just came out of the mountains recently, could those nineteen Yang Life Pills perhaps be travel money your master gave you when you descended?"

The long hook with barbs pierced into the flesh, slowly pulling something out. Immediately after, Li Huowang took the coarse salt borrowed from Sun Baolu and spread it evenly over the wound.

The small head twitched uncontrollably from the pain, and bloody white foam began to spew from its mouth.

Li Huowang put away the torture tools, took out the "True Scripture of Fire Worship" from his bosom, and began chanting the awkward, difficult-to-understand incantations with a look of pity.

Solidified white wax ignited into flames, transforming into a writhing fire centipede that crawled onto Han Fu's body. Accompanied by the crackling sound of frying, it healed the injuries caused earlier.

"Ahhh!!"

The wailing screams carried far away, scaring many Qingqiu children in the tent to tears, and causing the startled adults to move even further away.

After several rounds, finally it loosened its tongue. "I'll speak, I'll speak!!"

"Very good, let's start with the small questions. I ask, you answer."

"Can this Yang Life Pill be used as currency to buy things?"

Li Huowang took out a pill wrapped in yellow talisman paper and asked.

Seeing the other party nod numbly, Li Huowang stuffed the pill into his gourd. "Is it precious? Is there any reference standard?"

"One Yang Life Pill can hire someone like Han Fu to help once."

Li Huowang nodded understandingly; this was much more clear and intuitive.

"How does one obtain Yang Life Pills?"

"Killing people, but ordinary people won't do. It must be someone born on a Yang year, Yang month, and Yang day. If you wish to hear, I can tell you the refinement method."

"No need. Next question. Previously Han Fu said you are of the Luo Sect? Where is your temple?"

"Snake Bone Mountain in the Liang Kingdom."

"How many people are in your temple?"

"Fifty-seven people."

"How many heads."

"Two hundred and twenty-four heads."

"What kind of thing are you?"

"I am Han Fu's Nascent Soul."

Li Huowang continuously asked this thing various small questions one after another. Some were questions Li Huowang already knew the answers to, just to test if the other party was bluffing.

After confirming the other party was truly not deceiving him, Li Huowang began asking the critical questions.

"What is a Heartless? How is it formed? How many Heartless exist in this world?"

"I truly don't know these things. Regarding the Heartless, I only heard the master mention a few words unintentionally."

When seeing Li Huowang's hand begin to slowly reach towards those torture instruments, he was scared enough to cry out.

Snot and tears immediately flowed down from the small head's face. "I really don't know! The master told us that a Heartless is an extremely rare heavenly treasure! He told us never to miss it if we encountered one!"

"Then how did you identify a Heartless?" Li Huowang had been thinking about this question for a long time; why could everyone they met see his identity at a glance.

"I don't know how others distinguish them. Anyway, our master said everyone has three fires on their shoulders. It is normal for these fires to be large or small, but only a Heartless's fire flickers, appearing and disappearing."

Li Huowang lowered his head to look at his own shoulder, but he did not see any so-called fire.

"That's enough. It's time to ask him the most critical question." Li Huowang looked at this little person, furrowing his brows to deliberate on his words for a moment before speaking again.

"On this journey, or from your master's mouth, have you ever heard of a Heartless who can escape confusion?"

"No, you are the first Heartless we have seen."

Li Huowang carefully examined that deformed small head. This statement could be believed ninety percent. Han Fu was a young bull calf. Even if there truly was a Heartless who escaped confusion, he might not necessarily know.

"Then regarding the Sitting Forgetting Dao, how much do you know?"

"I know this. They are a bunch of liars, especially fond of deceiving people,"

"What are their names?"

"I heard their names are all Mahjong tile names, like Eight Wans, Three Dots, etc. But I heard these names are just code names. If one Eight Wan dies, another Eight Wan will take his place."

"Inside the Sitting Forgetting Dao, there is one called North Wind. Do you know anything about him? How is his strength?"

This one was that Heartless who could escape confusion. If one wanted to completely escape confusion, he was very important.

"I don't know. I haven't dealt with the Sitting Forgetting Dao."

Next, Li Huowang still asked the small head some questions regarding the Sitting Forgetting Dao, but what he learned from it was very limited.

Looking at the small head before him, Li Huowang propped his hands on his knees and stood up accompanied by the creaking sound of the stool.

"Very good, I have finished asking. Next, to confirm the truthfulness of your words, I need to verify again."

Saying this, Li Huowang reached his hand towards the torture instruments again.

(End of Chapter)