Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Not long after the iron door was knocked, it was opened from the inside.

A tall figure appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng. It was Xing Yuan, who was dressed in tight clothes.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng coming, Xing Yuan couldn't help but smile.

"Friend Zhang, welcome to the Punishment Hall."

"Actually, after that day, I've been wanting to have a good chat with you."

"It's just that I have to put it aside for now because you still need to treat my nephew."

Xing Yuan laughed and patted Zhang Yifeng on the shoulder.

Xing Yuan did not hold back as he usually did, because he knew that Zhang Yifeng was also a master of physical training.

"Meet Senior Xing Yuan."

Zhang Yifeng stood still with an expressionless face, and bowed to Xing Yuan.

"Please come in, Zhuxie, go and prepare the tea."

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng had no reaction, Xing Yuan's eyes became more admiring and he invited Zhang Yifeng into the room behind him.

At the same time, he did not forget to raise his hand and ask Zhuxie to bring tea to entertain the guests.

"Senior Xing Yuan, there is no need to do this. I am not here to be a guest."

"I heard that the evil cultivators who were previously taken to the Punishment Hall were unwilling to cooperate with Senior Xing Yuan's interrogation?"

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, rejected Xing Yuan's kindness, and asked instead.

"This... is indeed the case."

Upon hearing the voice, the joy on Xing Tianyuan's face was immediately washed away, and he sat down on the chair in the room with a depressed look on his face.

Zhang Yifeng also took this opportunity to look around the layout of the room.

However, there was only a table in the room where two people could sit face to face.

Apart from these, there are no other instruments of torture.

And along the way, except for this one, all the other cells in the underground cages were where the evil cultivators were imprisoned.

It can be seen that Xing Yuan usually interrogates evil practitioners in this room.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yifeng immediately understood why the evil cultivators were unwilling to cooperate with him.

"Senior Xing Yuan, is it true that your usual interrogation is to have a face-to-face conversation with the evil cultivator?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at Xing Yuan with a strange expression and couldn't help but ask.

"This……"

Seeing Zhang Yifeng reveal his interrogation method in one sentence, Xing Yuan was speechless.

Zhang Yifeng was indeed right. This was the method he used in his daily life.

However, it was not that Xing Yuan was willing to be so kind to the evil cultivators, but that he could not use force against them.

"Alas, little friend Zhang, you don't know that the headmaster once ordered us to treat the captured evil cultivators well."

"Even if they are sent to the execution hall, they should not be treated too harshly."

"In this interrogation room, no torture instruments may be placed."

Xing Yuan sighed and told Zhang Yifeng the whole story.

Zhang Yifeng was surprised when he heard the voice. He didn't expect that this was the order from Tian Shanzi.

"If that's true, then it's no wonder Senior Xing Yuan hasn't been able to obtain any useful information in nearly a month."

"But Senior Xing Yuan, can you give me a chance to interrogate these evil cultivators?"

“Although Senior Tian Shanzi has rules, they are also used to restrain Wushuang disciples.”

"As an outsider, I should not be under the control of Senior Tianshanzi."

Zhang Yifeng groaned for a moment, raised his head slightly, and looked at Xing Yuan with his sharp eyes.

After hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, Xing Yuan's face showed a solemn expression.

After staring at Zhang Yifeng for a while, Xing Yuan couldn't deny that he was moved.

It is true that he respects his senior brother, but he does not agree with his senior brother's ideas.

Brother Mingming has seen more of the evil practitioners’ deeds and knows how filthy their hearts are.

But why did his senior brother treat these captured evil cultivators so well? This was something Xing Yuan could never understand.

What Zhang Yifeng said now undoubtedly coincided with Xing Yuan’s inner thoughts.

"Since the headmaster has agreed to allow young friend Zhang to come, then there should be no problem."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang, for helping me solve this troublesome matter."

With a light cough, Xing Yuan restrained his thoughts, and then nodded solemnly to Zhang Yifeng.

"Don't worry, senior. Yifeng will definitely not disappoint you."

"However... there are some rules for juniors to follow when they take action. I wonder if Senior Xing Yuan knows about them?"

Zhang Yifeng pursed his lips and then asked in a low voice.

When Xing Yuan heard the voice, he remembered what the head brother had told him before, that he should not get close to Zhang Yifeng easily when he was treating Lu Shuang.

Now that I think about it, Zhang Xiaoyou should be preparing to use some secret methods passed down from his master to interrogate the evil practitioners.

"Don't worry, Zhang Xiaoyou, the process is not important."

"I will wait outside with Zhuxie until Young Master Zhang has finished his interrogation."

Xing Yuan smiled slightly, then stood up and walked out of the interrogation room with Zhu Xie, who looked confused.

As for whether Zhang Yifeng would be in danger if he stayed alone in the interrogation room, Xing Yuan had never thought about this matter.

It’s not that he doesn’t care about Zhang Yifeng’s safety, but those evil cultivators can’t exert any power at all in this dungeon.

Besides, even if they had the power to resist, they could not be Zhang Xiaoyou's opponent.

From the descriptions of the disciples in the sect, Xing Yuan roughly understood some of Zhang Yifeng's strengths.

Although those disciples' descriptions of the physical cultivators' attacks were very abstract, in Xing Yuan's heart, Zhang Yifeng's strength must be no less than his own.

It is even possible that he is stronger than him.

"Friend Zhang, how many evil cultivators do I need to bring to you for interrogation?"

Standing outside the iron door of the interrogation room, Xing Yuan had already entered the role. He turned his back to the iron door and asked Zhang Yifeng inside.

"Please send ten people at a time, if there are too few, the efficiency will not be fast enough."

Zhang Yifeng's voice came from the iron gate, and his words were full of confidence.

Xing Yuan was stunned when he heard this, but he quickly reacted.

Without asking any more questions, he took his apprentice to Zhang Yifeng to bring the evil cultivator who needed to be interrogated.

These evil cultivators did not resist when they left the cell.

For just one month, they underwent a nominal interrogation every day.

At first they were very scared about it, but only after experiencing it themselves did they realize that the so-called interrogation was nothing more than a heart-to-heart talk with Xing Yuan.

In addition, although the Wushuang Sect imprisoned them, they provided them with good food and drink every day.

Now seeing Master Xing Yuan and his disciple, the evil cultivators were no longer as cautious as they were at the beginning, and followed them obediently to the door of the interrogation room.

"Elder Xing Yuan, what are you going to ask today?"

Among the captured evil cultivators, a young man raised his eyebrows provocatively at Xing Yuan.

He now understands that the Wushuang Sect has special rules and that captured evil cultivators cannot be harmed at will.

This is also the reason why he dared to provoke Xing Yuan so blatantly.

Of course, the few evil practitioners around him were not so bold.

Even if Wushuang Sect has such rules, there is no guarantee that such provocation will not anger Xing Yuan.

Once Xing Yuan was angered, their good days would be over.