"Don't beg for mercy. You should know by now that I won't let you go," Zhao Ya said calmly.
The Golden Silkworm Gu Master instantly deflated.
No one can remain calm when facing death.
This Golden Silkworm Gu Master was no exception.
Especially for someone like him, who dared to experiment with an entire city's population for personal gain, death was even more terrifying.
"But there are many ways to die. There's the quick and painless way, and there's the agonizing way. I'm sure you're well-versed in both. So, which will it be?" Zhao Ya asked indifferently.
The Golden Silkworm Gu Master shivered uncontrollably.
Zhao Ya was right. He had indeed tortured people for information many times.
Having done it, he knew just how excruciating it could be.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was a fate worse than death.
So he barely hesitated before saying, "I'll talk. Ask anything you like, just let me die swiftly!"
"Good. First question: how many sects are there in your Demon Sect?"
The first question struck directly at the heart.
The Golden Silkworm Gu Master hesitated for a moment, then gave a bitter smile and said, "Honestly, I don't know how many branches or sects the Demon Sect has, because there are simply too many and it's all too chaotic."
"Some groups of three to five people dare to call themselves a sect, of course, there are larger sects like our Refining World Sect or the Paradise Sect, but overall, the strength isn't too impressive."
What the Golden Silkworm Gu Master said was true.
Although the name Demon Sect sounds impressive, like it should be formidable,
in reality, it's a mixed bag with all sorts of people, and overall, their strength isn't very high.
Otherwise, they wouldn't collaborate with Cyan Bamboo Ridge over an iron mine, creating so many issues.
In truth, the people of Refining World Sect only managed to establish themselves with a bit of heritage from their ancestors, plus being ruthless and venomous.
In terms of real power, they're not that great.
"What about the Beast Taming Sect?" Zhao Ya suddenly asked.
The Golden Silkworm Gu Master looked surprised.
The mask on his face had already shattered earlier, revealing a very ordinary face beneath it.
"You... you even know about the Beast Taming Sect?"
Zhao Ya said nothing.
The Golden Silkworm Gu Master continued, "The Beast Taming Sect is different from our sects. They're an old Devil Sect with a complete heritage, so they're extremely powerful."
Zhao Ya asked a few more questions about the Demon Sect.
Zhao Ya had a feeling that with the appearance of the last Beast Tide, people from the Demon Sect were also stirring.
So it never hurts to gather some information in advance.
After the questioning, the Golden Silkworm Gu Master clung to one last hope and pleaded.
"Master Zhao, I've answered all your questions, and I know I'm wrong. Can you give me a chance to...?"
"Save it for the people you've poisoned," Zhao Ya said, unmoved. He struck, crushing his head, fulfilling his promise to grant him a swift death.
Skilled in the art of looting, Zhao Ya then walked away.
About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn later, a figure appeared on the hill, creeping cautiously to the Golden Silkworm Gu Master's corpse.
Seeing her senior brother's gruesome fate, Mengrui sighed.
"Senior Brother, you brought this on yourself. When Zhan Feng died before you, you should have realized that the mastermind was not to be trifled with. Yet you were blinded by the profit in front of you, and it led to this, a deserved end."
Saying this, Mengrui looked in the direction Zhao Ya had left, a trace of respect flashing in her eyes.
Though she had decisively left earlier, she hadn't gone far, instead observing everything from a distance.
She had seen the situation develop clearly.
Especially the scene where Zhao Ya fought one against five and turned the tables, made Mengrui question reality.
Where did this guy come from, to be so formidable?
She then felt fortunate for her quick decision-making.
If she hadn't run away, she might have been lying beside the corpses.
After lamenting for a moment, Mengrui bent to search the Golden Silkworm Gu Master's body, only to find nothing, and sighed again.
Decisive in killing, thorough in his actions, he had even stripped the body clean.
This young man was truly terrifying.
Thinking this, she dared not linger and silently slipped away.
Zhao Ya was unaware of all this, as he had returned to the battlefield and searched all the remaining corpses.
Once he'd filled a large bag with spoils of war, he looked back at the mining slaves, satisfied.
After surviving the battle, these people inevitably suffered casualties, but thanks to Zhao Ya's leading charge and the demoralized state of the Cyan Bamboo Ridge and Refining World Sect forces, the losses weren't severe.
They all looked at Zhao Ya.
Hong Xu hesitated, then cautiously stepped forward, "Master Zhao, what do you think we should do now?"
Zhao Ya gave him a glance, and Hong Xu felt a chill down his spine, unable to meet Zhao Ya's gaze.
"The sky's about to brighten. Let's clean up the battlefield and rest here," Zhao Ya instructed, seeing that many were on the verge of collapse.
With his command, everyone felt relieved.
They quickly tidied up the battlefield, dragged the corpses into a ravine, and fell asleep instantly.