Chapter 694: Seeking Death

For some unknown reason, Zhang Xiaofan seemed to find it very difficult to accept that Ji Yin, who entered the Corpse Demon Sect at the same time as him, actually became a Nascent Soul cultivator.

After thinking hard, he thought of a possibility, pointed at Song Wen and said.

"I understand, you are not Ji Yin. Ji Yin was killed by you. You searched Ji Yin's soul and learned about the existence of Chen Yi and me. You knew that I was the manager of Baigu Cave, and you approached me deliberately, thinking Use me to get the dead man's vine."

Song Wen stared at Zhang Xiaofan coldly. He did not defend his identity, but said with a bit of joking.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you are a smart man. First, you used me to help you kill Lu Cang and his daughter, and then you used the power of the Corpse Demon Sect to get rid of me. I do underestimate you."

Speaking of this, Song Wen's voice suddenly became cold and biting.

"I ask again, do you have the two-hundred-year-old dead man vine I want or not?"

Zhang Xiaofan did not answer, but Miao Tong, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly became excited. He pointed at Zhang Xiaofan and scolded angrily.

"Fangchen, it turns out that all this was your conspiracy. You deceived your master and killed your ancestors, killed your master and Taoist companions, and framed the blame on this senior, which caused misunderstanding between our Corpse Demon Sect and our seniors. Your crime is unforgivable, You should endure the most severe punishment, your soul will be drained and your soul will be burned, and you will suffer the pain of the burning fire forever."

After speaking, he turned to look at Song Wen, cupped his hands and said.

"Senior, it's just a misunderstanding between us. Please be kind and generous and give the three of us a chance to survive."

Song Wendao asked, "What kind of chance of survival do you want?"

Miao Tong said, "Senior. Although Zhang Xiaofan is the manager of the White Bone Cave, but given ten courages, he would not dare to touch any of the dead vines in the White Bone Cave. But the junior is different. The junior is the current actual manager of the Corpse Demon Sect. Otherwise, I can definitely get a two-hundred-year-old dead man’s vine for my seniors.”

Song Wen suddenly became more interested, his voice became more polite, and he asked.

"I don't know your surname?"

"This junior is the master of the Corpse Demon Sect's Law Enforcement Hall, Miao Tong." Miao Tong said.

Song Wen looked at Miao Tong and thought to himself.

Gou Jun, as the strongest monk in the Corpse Demon Sect and the only Nascent Soul monk, does not personally intervene in the management of the sect's affairs.

The Corpse Demon Sect does not have the position of head, and all matters within the sect are generally managed jointly by the Jindan monks within the sect.

Before Gongsun Cailu went into seclusion to try to break through the Nascent Soul, she and Miao Tong were the two most powerful people in the Corpse Demon Sect.

After Gongsun Cailu went into seclusion, most of the power of the Corpse Demon Sect basically fell on Miao Tong.

Therefore, what Miao Tong said was not without purpose.

However, in Song Wen's view, Miao Tong's words had a big loophole.

A long and narrow jade box suddenly appeared in Song Wen's hand. The jade box opened, revealing the dead man's vine inside.

He questioned Miao Tong, "You said that Zhang Xiaofan did not dare to touch any dead man's vine, so what happened to this dead man's vine?"

Miao Tong glanced at the Deadman Vine and asked.

"Did Zhang Xiaofan give this dead man's vine to senior?"

Song Wendao said, "Exactly."

Miao Tong said, "Then there must be something wrong with this dead man's vine."

"What's the problem?" Song Wen asked.

"The dead man's vine is most susceptible to a disease called 'Phosphate Bone Moth', and this dead man's vine should be like this," Miao Tong said.

Song Wen wondered, "Why can't I see any problem with this vine?"

Miao Tong said, "Before the phosphorus bone moth transforms into an adult, spiritual consciousness cannot sense the existence of eggs. As long as the seniors tear open the cane, they will definitely find the eggs hidden in it."

Song Wen thought for a moment and said.

"If there are really insect eggs in the cane, I will give you a chance to live. If there are no insect eggs, you will die!"

After saying that, Song Wen flicked his finger and shot out a burst of magic power.

The mana fell on the dead man's vine, and the stem was torn apart instantly, revealing the intertwined fibers within it.

Among these fibers, there are indeed white insect eggs as thin as hair.

Song Wen's expression suddenly turned cold, and a powerful momentum like a violent storm swept towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan knew that Song Wen would not let him go, and he was already prepared to die the moment he was captured by Song Wen.

Faced with Song Wen's sudden pressure, Zhang Xiaofan could face it calmly.

However, he underestimated Song Wen's torture methods after all.

A bloody tentacle suddenly shot out and hit Zhang Xiaofan's mouth.

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly spit out blood and fell on his back.

What spurted out together was his mouth full of teeth.

Immediately afterwards, the tip of the tentacle turned into a sharp needle and suddenly pierced Zhang Xiaofan's left eye.

With a twist of his tentacles, he pulled out his left eyeball.

Zhang Xiaofan fell to the ground and let out a shrill scream.

However, Song Wen did not intend to stop there.

The tentacle wrapped around his right arm and pulled hard. The right arm was suddenly broken at the root and blood flowed freely.

"Ji Yin, please give me a happy meeting once we meet." Zhang Xiaofan begged.

"It's not that easy to die. You have to experience the pain Chen Yi endured a thousand times before he died."

After Song Wen finished speaking, a black evil spirit surged out of his body and poured into Zhang Xiaofan's mouth and nose.

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly looked filled with pain, his body couldn't stop trembling, and he made a low drink with unknown meaning in his mouth.

The evil spirit was in his body, constantly squeezing his internal organs, leaving him in a state of near-death but unable to die, and in excruciating pain.

"Jiyin, please...kill me..."

"Chen Yi also begged like this back then." Song Wen shook his head and said lightly.

Song Wen stopped caring about Zhang Xiaofan and turned to Miao Tong.

"Can you really get me a two-hundred-year-old dead man's vine that can be transplanted?"

After seeing Zhang Xiaofan's tragic situation, Miao Tong and the others could not help but feel a sense of sadness in their hearts, fearing that they would be next.

After hearing Song Wen's words, Miao Tong's expression perked up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and he said confidently.

"Senior, junior will definitely be able to do it."

Song Wen looked at Hao Man aside and asked.

"Do you think he can do it?"

"This..." Haoman didn't know how to answer.

Hao Man looked at Song Wen, then turned to Miao Tong, who was looking at her expectantly, and nodded in response.

"Senior, with Miao Tong's status in the sect, it is indeed possible to do this."

Song Wendao said, "You should think it through before answering me. If he can really bring me the Dead Man's Vine, I will spare you two. If he can't bring it back, you will definitely die worse than Zhang Xiaofan."

Haoman's pupils shrank slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he said.

"Miao Tong can do this. But after he returns to the sect, he is afraid that he will not come back again, but will go to Patriarch Gou Jun to report all this."

Song Wen looked at Miao Tong with a sneer on his lips.

"Your fellow disciples said that you will not keep your promise and bring me the Dead Man Vine, but will instead ask Gou Jun to deal with me. Is this really your plan?"