Super Combat Soldier

Chapter 796: Chapter 795 [Interrogating Bai Song]

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Bai Song is a despicable and shameless person, and his grandfather Bai Yanwu is no good either. Despite being the top Loose Cultivator, he is ruthless and cruel, even leaving his only grandson without help to assist the Blood Killing Organization in searching for a certain treasure. It is evident that Bai Yanwu cares only for his own interests.

”You can’t kill me, and you don’t dare to kill me. If you kill me, you will be destroyed as well!” Bai Song, reduced to just a head, said with some trepidation as he saw Ye Tianchen walking towards him with a clenched fist.

”I’m not killing you because you have value, and I’m killing you because you have no value. Now you refuse to speak the truth, which means you have no value. What use is something without value? Would you keep it?” Ye Tianchen calmly asked Bai Song.

To Ye Tianchen, whether or not to kill Bai Song was not a great issue. The key was to obtain useful information from Bai Song. Why did Bai Song gather the young Loose Cultivators of the Ancient Martial World to hunt him down? What was his grandfather Bai Yanwu doing for the Blood Killing Organization?

When Feng Qingyang left, he told Ye Tianchen that a bloody storm was about to descend on the Ancient Martial World. Earth, which had been calm for nearly a thousand years, was likely to become turbulent again. The reemergence of the Blood Killing Organization and the Nine Netherworld carried something far more sinister than just returning to the martial world — they certainly had grand schemes and objectives.

Ye Tianchen had confronted people from these two evil legacies and dared not underestimate them. He knew the immense power of these two legacies. The Blood Killing Organization primarily engaged in murder for profit; at its peak, it even dared to assassinate figures in the Emperor Realm. It was terrifyingly known for its murderous methods. As for the Nine Netherworld, its legacy was even more fearsome compared to the Blood Killing Organization. Even peerless figures in the Emperor Realm stated that to eradicate this legacy, it would take time. This ’Underworld Legacy’ spread across the entire Martial Arts Great World, which was unimaginably terrifying.

Opposing these two evil legacies, it was impossible to say that Ye Tianchen felt no pressure. However, in his vocabulary, there were never the words ’cowardice.’ A man should stand firm and die standing if necessary. This was Ye Tianchen’s life creed.

Ye Tianchen knew well that whether or not there was a chance to leave Earth, since he had become a Martial Artist and gone through so much, a showdown with the Blood Killing Organization and the Nine Netherworld was only a matter of time. For now, he could only focus on improving his cultivation while trying to gather more information about the Blood Killing Organization and the Nine Netherworld, hoping one day it would be useful.

”Brother, why waste time talking to this bastard? Let’s kick his head around a few times first!” Hu Gao said and kicked Bai Song’s head towards Ye Tianchen.

Bang!

Ye Tianchen also kicked, sending Bai Song’s head back to Hu Gao. Hu Gao smiled mischievously and stepped on a pile of cow dung by the river, then delivered a kick aimed directly at Bai Song’s face. Poor Bai Song, even with just a head left, he was kicked around by Ye Tianchen and Hu Gao. Especially Hu Gao, who wasn’t satisfied with just kicking and even smeared cow dung on his shoe before planting it on Bai Song’s face.

”Ah... ptooey... ptooey, Hu Gao, I’ll tear you to pieces!” Bai Song, his face covered in stinking cow dung, was furious and trembling as he cursed at Hu Gao.

”Tear me to pieces? I think you should worry about your own life first. Boss, let me just say, this guy’s head is full of cow dung and stinks too much. I won’t carry it with me later. Either crush it with a stomp or throw it into the river for a wash first.” Hu Gao said disdainfully.

”That works. If we throw it in the river to wash, it might get eaten by some stinky fish or shrimp, saving us the trouble!” Ye Tianchen nodded seriously.

”You... Ye Tianchen, you’ve offended the Five Poison Sect, the Sword Control Sect, and even caused chaos in the Songshan Sect. You dare to ally with Tian Boguang, and now treat me this way. The Loose Cultivators of the Ancient Martial World won’t spare you; your days are numbered!” Bai Song shouted at Ye Tianchen.

”Whether my days are numbered isn’t your concern, but I do have control over your lifespan. Hu Gao, kick it over here. I want to see if I can slice this dog’s head cleanly in two with one stroke.” Ye Tianchen said calmly.

”Alright, brother. If you do split it, I’ll offer myself to you. If you miss, that undergarment of Fairy Qingcheng Yue in your arms is mine!” Hu Gao shamelessly laughed.

”Ptooey, you’re so disgustingly vulgar. My sexual orientation is normal. Kick it over...” Ye Tianchen cursed in exasperation.

Bam!

Hu Gao kicked, striking Bai Song again, and planted another dung-covered shoe on his face, kicking him towards Ye Tianchen. Meanwhile, Ye Tianchen’s right hand gripped the Taie Sword, its sharp glint flashing as Martial Arts True Power surged forth. Ye Tianchen was not joking and genuinely prepared to cleave Bai Song’s head with a single stroke.

Swish!

This time, Ye Tianchen didn’t use Martial Arts True Power, but honestly swung his sword down. Bai Song turned pale with fright, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. As the blade neared him, he finally broke under pressure and shouted, ”Don’t kill me, don’t kill me! I’ll talk, I’ll say everything...”

”Ah...” Before Bai Song could finish speaking, Ye Tianchen’s sword had still swung down, and Bai Song let out a heartrending scream.

Hu Gao was taken aback and quickly rushed over, thinking that Ye Tianchen had really sliced Bai Song with his sword. When Hu Gao ran over, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt deep admiration for his boss Ye Tianchen. Ye Tianchen’s sword didn’t take Bai Song’s life but instead cut off Bai Song’s right ear. Blood trickled down Bai Song’s cheek.

Slap!

A slap landed on Bai Song’s face, who had fainted from fear. Bai Song dazedly woke up and saw Ye Tianchen and Hu Gao still standing in front of him. He realized he wasn’t dead yet, but he was scared half to death.

”You’re not dead yet. Why are you playing dead? Speak!” Hu Gao shouted at Bai Song, displeased.

”Speak about what?” Bai Song, still hoping for a lucky escape, pretended not to understand and asked.

Swoosh!

Ye Tianchen wasn’t one for words. With another swipe of his sword, Bai Song’s left ear was also sliced off, followed by a scream like a pig being slaughtered. Ye Tianchen calmly said, ”My patience has its limits. Whether I kill you or not doesn’t matter much to me. I’ve dared to offend entire sects like the Five Poison Sect and the Sword Control Sect. Do you think I’m afraid of killing you or offending a few more people?”

”I... I’ll talk!” Bai Song knew Ye Tianchen wasn’t joking. He had hit a brick wall—Ye Tianchen was impervious to threats or persuasion and only acted according to his own principles and reasoning. Even the Heavenly King was useless in front of him.

”Why did you gather young loose cultivators to kill me?” Ye Tianchen asked.

”I acted under orders. I received my grandfather’s command to kill someone named Ye Tianchen,” Bai Song replied.

”Is it related to the Blood Killing Organization?” Ye Tianchen continued.

”There should be some connection. Over the years, my grandfather has been in seclusion. After that black-robed man broke into my grandfather’s seclusion place last time, my grandfather came out of seclusion. That black-robed man seemed to be an old assassin of the Blood Killing Organization,” Bai Song said without daring to hide anything.

Ye Tianchen nodded. His guess was right—as Hu Gao said, Bai Song’s grandfather, Bai Yanwu, was now working for the Blood Killing Organization. Ye Tianchen had slain a seed assassin of the Blood Killing Organization, which was quite vexing for them. After being dormant for hundreds of years, they had nurtured ten highly skilled seed assassins, only for Ye Tianchen to kill one just as they were about to make their return. How could the Blood Killing Organization establish its authority now? Thus, Ye Tianchen was their enemy, and they always had assassins lurking to kill him.

Bai Yanwu had become a collaborator of the Blood Killing Organization, surely working for them. The organization had not appeared for hundreds of years, so they naturally lacked the intelligence and connections of Bai Yanwu, the strongest loose cultivator. Using Bai Yanwu, leveraging the network of loose cultivators to kill, was something to be expected.

”The second question: what is your grandfather Bai Yanwu searching for for the Blood Killing Organization?” Ye Tianchen asked, looking at Bai Song.

”I don’t know,” Bai Song said.

”Really don’t know?” Ye Tianchen asked, incredulous.

”Really don’t know. Some things aren’t for me to participate in or know,” Bai Song nodded and replied.

Boom!

Ye Tianchen was not easy to fool. He stepped on Bai Song’s head, causing Bai Song to scream and shout, ”Spare me, spare me! I really don’t know. Even if you kill me, I still won’t know...”

”Boss, it seems like he really doesn’t know. That old bastard Bai Yanwu is ruthless, not even coming to save his own grandson. Not letting Bai Song know about certain things is also normal,” Hu Gao thought Bai Song genuinely didn’t know when he saw that even facing death, Bai Song insisted he was clueless.

”Is that so? I originally thought he knew. If he indeed knew, I would have spared him. But since he knows nothing, then die!” As Ye Tianchen spoke, the tip of the Taie Sword had already pierced Bai Song’s forehead, slowly pushing further in, intending to utterly destroy Bai Song, body and soul.

”Ah... Don’t, don’t kill me... Don’t kill me... I...” Bai Song screamed in terror to the extreme, pleading persistently. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes at Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)