Chapter 1006: Chapter 1008: Hardcore Rescue

Nie Ying tilted her head, looking at Wen Wen in confusion. Wasn’t she just interrogated?

“Whish!”

Without hesitation, Wen Wen stabbed a steel needle into Nie Ying’s thigh, even adding a sound effect with his mouth.

“Hey, that was just an appetizer. Speak, who sent you?”

Nie Ying shook her head in pain. She had no loyalty to the Capital Feng Ghost God, but she couldn’t betray.

A ferocious ghost kind was lurking next to her heart. If she dared to betray it, the ghost would devour her heart in an instant.

“Ha, looks like you’re a die-hard type.”

With a flick of his wrist, the steel needle turned into a branding iron. Wen Wen held it with a sinister grin; he had no need to show mercy to those who sought trouble with him.

Half an hour later, Nie Ying was disheveled, her body covered with wounds inflicted by Wen Wen.

Her spirit was on the verge of collapse, wanting to confess everything she knew. But as soon as the thought crossed her mind, a strange noise echoed near her heart, causing her to swallow back her words.

An eyebrow raised, Wen Wen also detected the entity inside Nie Ying, so he snapped his fingers, transforming into the Cataclysm Prison state.

Upon seeing Wen Wen in this form, Nie Ying’s already fragile mental defenses shattered completely.

What had she done to deserve this? Escaping one catastrophe only to fall into the jaws of another?

In this form, Wen Wen gave Nie Ying no chance to speak, directly attacking her with a move called the Black Tiger Heart Snatch.

This wasn’t taking advantage of her, and Nie Ying had nothing to be taken advantage of.

It was a genuine Black Tiger Heart Snatch; Wen Wen’s forearm was positioned where Nie Ying’s heart was, his hand pierced through her back, gripping both her heart and the ghost kind.

The ghost kind, suddenly faced with calamity, let out a shrill wail, trying to bite Nie Ying’s heart in its final moments, but was crushed into powder by the dark force.

Then Wen Wen withdrew his arm, placing Nie Ying’s heart back in its rightful place, dropping a panacea into her mouth.

Under the influence of the panacea, the blood vessels and muscles around Nie Ying’s heart swiftly healed, pulling her from the brink of death in less than a second.

At Wen Wen’s current level of power, the panacea wasn’t of much use to him, so using it to save Nie Ying was somewhat worthwhile.

Wen Wen’s entire process took only a few seconds. Nie Ying went from being terrified to near-death and then nearly saved, experiencing the highs and lows from death to life.

Actually, upon sensing the ghost kind, Wen Wen had considered using more gentle methods.

But after a moment’s thought, he abandoned those ideas. In Nie Ying’s current state, only such a brutal approach could free her from the ghost kind’s control.

Furthermore, knowing Nie Ying was held hostage by a ghost kind, Wen Wen roughly guessed who had sent her to trouble him. It seemed the Capital Feng Ghost God had set sights on him as well.

Wen Wen looked at Nie Ying: “The thing that threatened you is gone now. You should answer me honestly, as I’m your savior.”

Nie Ying nodded vigorously like a pecking chick. Now, whatever Wen Wen said went.

After torturing her for so long and using such brutal methods to extract her heart, did he really have the nerve to call himself her savior?

He was practically a pervert, wasn’t he…

Wen Wen straightened his posture, eagerly looking at Nie Ying: “First question, when you said little eyes weren’t good-looking, that was something you only said under the ghost kind’s coercion, right?”

Nie Ying was stunned for a moment, a trace of despair crossing her face. Why had they circled back to this topic?

…

After questioning Nie Ying, Wen Wen sat in his room, gazing up at the sky. Without the ghost kind’s coercion, Nie Ying had confessed everything without reservation.

The good news was that the Capital Feng Ghost God still didn’t know about this incident.

The bad news was that the Capital Feng Ghost God seemed intent on pursuing Yin Emperor Luo Feng, so sooner or later, Wen Wen would still be a target.

However, Wen Wen wasn’t particularly flustered; with so many debts, he had nothing to fear, and with so many powerful enemies, another Capital Feng Ghost God was no longer a concern.

Could the Capital Feng Ghost God defeat the Ancient God Ensook? If not, then stay out of the way.

Faced with enemies beyond his capability, Wen Wen didn’t have much of a solution, apart from striving to enhance his own strength.

When his ‘Dark Matter’ powers advanced to the True Sequence Realm, he could harness the Cataclysm Prison’s power, using that Catastrophe Level strength to traverse the real world. Only then would he truly be safe within the Federation.

Tao Qingqing was still under the influence of the mysterious snoring and hadn’t awoken. Wen Wen grew impatient after waiting for less than half an hour, forcibly waking Tao Qingqing and, with the help of the Three Cubs, took her back to the lodging place.

When they returned, the tour group was cooking hotpot. Spicy red oil bubbled in the pot, while sliced beef, lamb, and sea fish were set aside.

Wen Wen contributed a squid tentacle, adding it to the hotpot, while the Three Cubs circled around, planning to drink the broth after everyone had eaten their fill.

Now drinking the hotpot broth wasn’t something Wen Wen forced. It was due to consuming strange things so often that it became an odd habit.

But Wen Wen was not blameless in this matter.

The hotpot dining process was extremely comfortable and leisurely. Midway through, the pitch-black night sky suddenly lit up, as several waves of green light appeared, gently swaying in the night sky, dreamlike and ethereal…

Over the next two or three days, they continued to tour and explore Mosman Small Town. However, the town didn’t have many attractions, and the group had already seen everything on the first day, so these days were spent in free activity.

But in such a small area, even free activity had limited options. The town moved slowly, with not many permanent residents, and there weren’t any cases for Wen Wen to pass the time.

Yet amidst this slow pace, Wen Wen found a long-lost peace.

Eat when he wanted, sleep when he wished, occasionally zoning out without worrying about unfinished tasks, lazily passing each day without feeling like time was wasted.

In this relaxed state, Wen Wen released some of the pressure on him. By the day of departure, he found that his strength had slightly increased.

For Wen Wen, this was an unexpected joy.

As he boarded the bus and watched the little town slowly disappear into the snowy landscape, Wen Wen felt a touch of regret.

Now Wen Wen somewhat understood why the Hunter Association had included this place as a travel destination.

In this clean little town, there were no schemes, no ghostly conflicts, just pure life. It allowed Demon Hunters to truly put down their heavy work and give their souls a thorough cleanse.