107: Chapter 107: Torture

“Don't think I can't do anything to you. It's just that I don't know the Soul Searching Secret Art, otherwise, why would I waste time with a flat-feathered beast like you?

We humans have a type of torture where we stick needles into the seams of your toes. The taste, the thrill, tsk tsk!

Wait, do you have toes?”

Wang Bin curiously examined the Azure Flame Bird's claws and found that there were no toe seams at all, only thick skin, which even an ordinary Spiritual Artifact Flying Sword would probably find difficult to pierce.

This meant that many of the tortures he knew, such as tearing off fingernails, branding with hot irons, comb torture, and the three thousand six hundred cuts of Lingchi, were useless.

However, he could slice the Azure Flame Bird's meat and use it for hotpot; the taste wouldn't be bad, he imagined.

When Wang Bin's gaze fell on the Azure Flame Bird's backside and its little bird part, he couldn't help but chuckle a few times and said,

“Azure Flame Bird, I advise you to immediately tell me how to get out of the Formation right now. It would be best if you could also voluntarily recognize me as your master and sign a Reincarnation Contract. Only then will you have a way to live.

I know I killed your wife, but I didn't know beforehand. Ignorance is bliss, right?

Moreover, as long as you follow me, I guarantee you'll eat well and live comfortably.

Eh! Do you eat spicy food? Never mind!

In short, that's the idea. I'll even find you ten female birds to be your wives.

Although I can't find other Azure Flame Birds, other types of birds are also good, such as the Spirit Feather Crane. Their posture is graceful, their temperament is gentle, and their white feathers are very beautiful.

How about it? Think about it!”

“Despicable Human Race!”

The Azure Flame Bird still only had this one response.

Wang Bin was helpless. Some things were not good to say in front of Du Xiaoyue, so he transmitted his voice to the Azure Flame Bird:

“If I take a long needle, heat it red, and insert it from your backside…”

The Azure Flame Bird's entire body suddenly shivered violently, and its bird eyes looked at Wang Bin in terror. However, this time it didn't dare to curse again, but it also didn't yield. Its pair of bird eyes stared at this despicable Human Race.

Wang Bin had no recourse. Finally, he came up with a notorious malicious plan from later generations.

“Sigh! It seems I can only pluck all your feathers, then hang you up, take you to West Sea City for an exhibition, and finally record the scene with a Shadow Stone.

Then, I'll throw the Shadow Stone back into the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and your Yao Race compatriots will be able to see it. At that time, you'll become famous in the Cultivation World. How about it? Isn't this a good idea!”

“Wow! Junior Martial Uncle, you're too ruthless!”

Du Xiaoyue shivered all over just thinking about that scene.

The Azure Flame Bird imagined itself being stripped naked and hung up, being viewed by countless Human Race, and even being recorded for all the Yao Race in the Demon Beast Mountain Range to see.

It was truly too terrifying. It would definitely be a disgrace to the Azure Flame Bird race and would absolutely be expelled from the Azure Flame Bird race.

Thinking of this terrifying consequence, its vision went black, and it directly fainted.

“Uh! Fainted again? Such poor mental fortitude! Xiaoyue, cast a few healing spells and wake it up!”

Wang Bin felt quite speechless, thinking that he was just saying it casually. Besides, who would look at a bird with its feathers plucked? What was it thinking?

“Junior Martial Uncle, why is this bird still unresponsive?”

Du Xiaoyue asked. After Wang Bin checked, he suddenly chuckled twice.

He used the Wood Spike Technique to poke the Azure Flame Bird's chrysanthemum. The Azure Flame Bird's body only twitched, but it didn't open its eyes. However, Wang Bin clearly saw its eyelids move.

So he poked it a few more times, even drawing blood, but the Azure Flame Bird still didn't open its eyes or make a sound. No matter how Wang Bin tormented it, it just pretended to sleep and didn't answer.

Alas! No one can wake a bird that pretends to sleep!

Wang Bin suddenly remembered that the Azure Flame Bird might have a Storage Pouch on it. He almost forgot. He had leveled up by fighting monsters too few times and wasn't quite used to looting corpses yet.

He fumbled around the Azure Flame Bird's neck a few times, and sure enough, a Storage Pouch appeared in his hand.

Its style was similar to the one he got from the other Azure Flame Bird last time, but this Storage Pouch had a spiritual imprint on it, so he couldn't open it.

Wang Bin then ran to Fox Seven's corpse and searched around. He found a Storage Pouch in the fur under its neck. This Storage Pouch could be opened directly because Fox Seven was dead and its spiritual imprint had dissipated.

Inside the Storage Pouch were many Jade Slips, more than a dozen Magical Artifacts, and even a few Daoist robes, piles of Low-Grade Spirit Stones, and a small amount of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.

Wang Bin didn't count the exact quantity, but from the miscellaneous items inside, he knew that this Fox Spirit had killed many Human Race Cultivators who had ventured into the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

He searched around but didn't find any Formation Flags. It seemed the most likely place for Formation Flags to exist was only in the Azure Flame Bird's Storage Pouch.

“Azure Flame Bird, stop pretending to sleep. I know you're awake.

Open the Storage Pouch yourself, otherwise, I'll have to kill you.”

The Azure Flame Bird still lay motionless on the ground.

Since that was the case, Wang Bin was no longer polite. He held the High Grade Spiritual Artifact Flying Sword from the Azure Wolf set in his hand.

“Junior Martial Uncle, do we really have to kill it now? If we kill it, we won't have a hostage!”

Du Xiaoyue reminded him from the side.

“If I don't kill it, the Storage Pouch can't be opened! Let's just kill it directly!

I don't know what's going on outside. It might be an internal struggle among the Yao Race, or it might be a power struggle within its so-called Holy Sect, like using others to kill. In any case, it's going to die.

I've already killed its wife, so it's an endless feud. I just don't know if they laid eggs.

It's a pity I don't know if they have descendants. I just hope its son doesn't come looking for revenge a few hundred years later!”

After Wang Bin finished speaking, he circulated his spiritual power and swung his sword towards the Azure Flame Bird's neck.

“Wait! Qingmu (Little Friend)!”

As a familiar voice sounded within the Formation, the Five Elements Great Array above their heads instantly receded.

The familiar surroundings came into Wang Bin's view. Three figures appeared a few hundred meters away, two females and one male. Among them were two Golden Core cultivator auras and one Foundation Establishment Completion aura.

In the blink of an eye, the three arrived in front of Wang Bin and Du Xiaoyue.

“Haha, Qingmu (Little Friend), what excellent methods! You encountered an ambush, handled it calmly, and resolved two enemies stronger than you without a scratch yourself.

Qingluan, did you learn something this time?

Qingmu (Little Friend), don't guess wildly. There was indeed a Golden Core Eagle King presiding over the Formation outside, but it has already been killed by Qingluan, otherwise, how could you have had the chance to capture this Azure Flame Bird.”