Chapter 62 Hidden Name?

Chapter 62 Hidden Name?

Liu Qingkong naturally had a good understanding of the terrain here.

However, there was no time to draw it out now, nor were the conditions right for that.

He could only describe the layout verbally.

Su Mo thanked him with a fist salute, but Liu Qingkong quickly waved his hands: "It's all part of my duty. Young Hero, you're taking great risks. If Jade Willow Villa can escape this calamity thanks to you, everyone in the villa will be immensely grateful!"

"Steward Liu, you're too kind. Please bear with the situation here for a bit longer. If I can rescue Master Liu, I'll come back for you."

"Very well, thank you, Young Hero."

Liu Qingkong bowed deeply.

Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun exchanged a glance before continuing deeper inside.

Luo Zhen glanced at Liu Qingkong and then followed, but he whispered, "Don't believe everything he says."

"Oh? What insights do you have, Senior?"

Su Mo smiled faintly.

"Liu Qingkong is the chief steward of Jade Willow Villa. It's strange that they've kept him alive for two months without killing him.

"Also, how could he hear so much gossip while being locked in this stone room?

"I feel there might be something fishy going on here."

Luo Zhen explained point by point, and upon reflection, it did make sense.

However, Su Mo thought for a moment and shook his head slightly: "If he really had a problem, he could just shout, and we'd be attacked from both sides. Why go through such trouble?"

"Hmm..."

Luo Zhen was taken aback, feeling that Su Mo's reasoning made more sense.

Why use a complicated method when there's a simple one available?

He rubbed his chin: "I still think there's something off about him."

Su Mo gave him a slight glance. Although Luo Zhen had accompanied them this far, Su Mo's trust in him was limited.

In the hall of Jade Willow Villa, when the name Ziyang Escort Agency was mentioned, the expressions of Thien Fo Temple's Jingkong monk, Blood Dove Sword Ling Hongxia, and this Ugly Gentleman Luo Zhen were peculiar.

Now, Luo Zhen claimed he was here to find an old friend and even showed a letter as proof.

But since entering Pinjian Tower, he hadn't bothered to search for anyone among the captives.

Moreover, his knowledge of Youquan Cult was too detailed.

A demonic sect that never operated in the southwest—how did this Ugly Gentleman know so much about it?

However, this wasn't the time to question these matters. Su Mo's sole purpose was to find Liu Suifeng and deliver the escort mission. Once that was done, his main concern would be resolved.

As for the suspicions surrounding Luo Zhen, although they were valid, it didn't mean he was colluding with Youquan Cult. As long as he didn't cause trouble, Su Mo could let it slide.

With this thought, he focused on the task at hand, following the terrain described by Liu Qingkong. Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun proceeded forward, and everything matched up perfectly.

Luo Zhen couldn't help murmuring, "Could I have misjudged him?"

As they delved deeper, they occasionally saw groups of Youquan Cult disciples practicing with human heart blood.

Upon closer inspection, some of the hanging captives were still alive, barely clinging to life. Some Youquan Cult members even treated their wounds to prolong their suffering.

The martial artists imprisoned here became more renowned the further they went.

Luo Zhen identified many of them and whispered their names to Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun.

Little Vajra Chu Xiong, Windy Night Feng Beixiao, Fiery Fox Hu Sanniang... These were solitary figures in the martial world.

There were also the eldest son of Broken Jade Sect and the young master of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, who were also held captive here.

The further they went, the louder the angry shouts became.

These people, with their acupoints sealed and unable to use their martial arts, vented their frustrations through shouting.

From these shouts, Su Mo learned another piece of information.

Some were visitors to Jade Willow Villa, while others seemed to have been originally headed for Profound Theory Valley but were abducted along the way and brought here.

Su Mo pondered this, but their movements grew even more cautious.

The practicing disciples were easier to avoid, absorbed in their blood rituals. However, the patrolling Youquan Cult members were harder to evade.

Fortunately, the three of them were skilled enough to hide their presence and move stealthily, eliminating any threats swiftly and silently.

Finally, they arrived at a large stone chamber deep within, as described by Liu Qingkong.

Su Mo wasn't sure what this place was originally used for, and Liu Qingkong hadn't provided any explanation.

At this moment, inside the room, there was a large cauldron.

Beneath the cauldron, flames roared, but what was burning were not logs; instead, they were withered and desiccated corpses.

Those who had fallen victim to the Black Heart Palm and had their heads removed had finally met their end.

Inside the cauldron, blood boiled, and within it sat a figure covered in blood, eyes tightly shut, face twisted in pain.

It was hard to tell whether this person was practicing or being tortured.

Apart from this individual, no one else was around. Su Mo's lips twitched as he asked Luo Zhen with a desperate hope:

"Senior, with your keen eye, can you determine if this person is Lord Liu?"

Luo Zhen felt somewhat at a loss. After scrutinizing for a few moments, he shook his head: "The style is wrong. The fact that he hasn't been cooked by the boiling blood suggests something sinister. We should restrain him and then identify him."

As these words fell, Su Mo suddenly tensed up, grabbing Yang Xiaoyun and pulling her behind him. The figure in the cauldron abruptly opened his eyes, revealing eyes filled with blood!

With a tremor, he spread his arms, and with a loud boom, he burst out of the blood-filled cauldron, splashing blood everywhere.

His palms crossed, hands wrapped in blood, he lunged straight at Su Mo.

"It's the Blood Transforming Divine Claw, be careful!"

Luo Zhen shouted in alarm, attempting to throw his fan, but it was hidden under his disguise, making it difficult to retrieve.

There was no time for preparation. Su Mo raised his hand and struck out with a punch.

Infused with the power of dragon and elephant, the punch was heavy and powerful, colliding with the Blood Transforming Divine Claw almost instantly.

A muffled boom echoed, and blood light flared!

Su Mo stepped back slightly, his fists moving continuously, filling the air with shadows of punches.

Punch after punch clashed with the blood light, relentless and fierce.

One above, one below, they exchanged over a dozen moves in the blink of an eye.

Initially intimidated by the power of the Blood Transforming Divine Claw outside the Pinjian Tower, Su Mo used nine-tenths of his strength to protect himself. However, after a few exchanges, he realized that while the claw was terrifying, his deep inner energy made him immune to the opponent's true qi.

Relieved, his punches became even more forceful.

He stopped retreating and launched a powerful punch, condensing all the punch shadows into a single point. In an instant, he broke through the Blood Transforming Divine Claw, his fist about to strike the person's chest when Luo Zhen cried out:

"Show mercy, this is True Master Cangming!!!"

When told to show mercy, how many could actually hold back?

Only Su Mo, whose Dragon Elephant Prajna Art had reached the level of perfect control, managed to withdraw eighty percent of his inner energy in an instant. Even so, the punch still hit the chest, sending the person flying backward, spewing blood!