A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 342: Prison Thoughts
"Boss." Yang Yi called out timidly.

Although Yang Sixian is Yang Yi's second uncle, ever since he joined the Judgment and Administration Bureau, he has always called him "Chief Yang Sixian" both in private and in public.

Seeing Yang Sixian just looking up from the table, Yang Yi said, "Shang Xiangyu's furnace exploded twice while he was refining pills, killing three of his registered disciples. In addition, two other registered disciples disappeared on his mountain in the past two or three years. You also told me before to pay attention to Shang Xiangyu."

"Who would have thought that this fellow would resign from the sect shortly after the second furnace explosion, saying that he wanted to travel outside for half a year."

"When I heard the news, my heart was beating fast. Just a few days after Shang Xiangyu left, something happened to Pan Yong, his subordinate."

Yang Sixian was obviously interested when he heard this. He closed the yellowed ancient book in his hand and asked, "What happened to Pan Yong?"

He also heard about Shang Xiangyu's travels. However, the reason Shang Xiangyu resigned from the sect was that he had encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation. He was also aware of this. Shang Xiangyu had been stuck in the Great Perfection of the Yuanqi Realm for several years. If he could not make any more breakthroughs, he might have no hope in this life! When a warrior encounters such a critical point in his cultivation, it is common to travel outside to seek opportunities or to polish his mind, so he did not care much.

But now, Yang Yi came to see him at this time, obviously he had found out something.

Yang Sixian's deep eyes flashed with coldness. Seeing that he was obviously interested in listening, Yang Yi took two steps forward as if encouraged and continued, "Not long after Shang Xiangyu left, Pan Yong actually used his star plate to exchange six rare medicines at the medicine pavilion. Then, he went to Qin Yun in the lower house and got the approval to leave the mountain. He then absconded. Moreover, Sir, the six rare medicines that Pan Yong exchanged at the medicine pavilion are all auxiliary medicines for practicing the Taizang Sutra!"

"Auxiliary medicine for practicing the Taizang Sutra?" Yang Sixian's eyes jumped. He stood up and paced back and forth near the desk.

"That's right!" Yang Yi's tone was a little excited, and he said, "Besides, I went to investigate Pan Yong's case, and by the way, I also turned Shang Xiangyu's hill upside down."

Upon hearing this, Yang Sixian turned his head and glanced at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi remained unmoved and continued, “I found this in the secret compartment of Shang Xiangyu’s stone chamber.”

As Yang Yi spoke, he placed a pile of books in his arms on the table next to Yang Sixian, and said, "Books about the Dirty Blood Sect and the Dirty Blood Divine Art. They are early and only copies."

"The Filthy Blood Sect? An early and only copy?!" Yang Sixian sat down in front of the desk again, flipping through the top five books about the Filthy Blood Sect and the Filthy Blood Divine Art.

As the chief of the Judgment Bureau, Yang Sixian's most worrying case in the past ten years was the case concerning the Filthy Blood Cult.

However, over the past ten years, under his suppression, the Filthy Blood Cult not only did not die out, but instead became even more secretive and powerful.

This has always made him feel deeply ashamed! And what he is most wary of is the infiltration of the Filthy Blood Cult into the sect.

This is not only Yang Sixuan’s red line, but also the red line of the Council of Elders!
As Shang Xiangyu is an inner sect disciple of the sect and a pharmacist, the sect has many resources that are tilted towards him. But in the secret compartment of this person's stone chamber, there is actually an early copy of the Filthy Blood Sect's books!

And there are as many as five books, which obviously means he collected them deliberately!
Yang Sixian had seen no less than a hundred books from different periods of the Filthy Blood Cult, and he could tell when these five books were from at a glance.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He took out the top five books and continued to flip through them. He asked, "Were these also taken out from the secret compartment in his stone chamber?"

"Oh. Both."

Yang Sixian flipped through the books and found several notes on refining medicine and poisons.

Yang Sixuan put the notebooks aside and looked at the last one in his hand, which was the Five Poisons Gu Insect Technique.

As soon as he opened the damaged and yellowed book, a waxy human skin scroll fell out of it.

Yang Sixian frowned and spread out the human skin scroll in his hands.

All I saw was a lot of small words written on it.

"Nine Netherworld Great Hidden Art?!"

Yang Sixuan held the human skin scroll and looked at it carefully in the candlelight.

As soon as he read the first paragraph, he was sure that this technique was a secret technique, and judging from the level of analysis and reasoning, it should have been created by a strong man in the Cavernous Realm!
However, as Yang Sixuan looked at him, his expression suddenly changed!
This technique was supposed to be a rather strange way of thinking to break through the cyclone realm. However, in the middle chapter, it suddenly started to talk nonsense.

Yang Sixian's face was ugly, and he frowned and cursed: "If you practice this way, won't you kill me?"

When Yang Sixian said this, he was suddenly shocked!

Because he thought of something.

This secret technique called the Nine Netherworlds Great Hidden Art was originally intended to break through the shackles of the cyclone realm using a rather bizarre way of thinking.

But the chapters in the middle were tampered with.

He was able to see through it at a glance because he was also a warrior in the Dongming Realm, and he knew the conclusions of the analysis and reasoning in the text and the source of the Qi circulation method in detail.

However, Shang Xiangyu was only a martial artist who had reached the great perfection of the Yuan Qi realm. He could not see the trap in the human skin scroll at all. Moreover, this secret technique could help him break through the shackles of the vortex.

He believed that Shang Xiangyu had been stuck in the state of great perfection of vital energy for several years and must have tried to form a vortex more than once, but failed every time.

Then, one can imagine his state of mind when he obtained this technique!
He will definitely practice!

However, after this technique was tampered with, not only would it be impossible to form a cyclone, but it would also destroy his origin, causing him to die from exhaustion within a few months!

Yang Sixuan suddenly raised his head, looked at Yang Yi, and asked, "When did Shang Xiangyu's hair turn white?"

Yang Yi was stunned by Yang Sixian's sudden question. He didn't understand why Yang Sixian suddenly asked about this.

"It seems... it was half a year ago..."

Yang Yi remembered that Shang Xiangyu's hair suddenly turned white. He thought at the time that Shang Xiangyu was a pharmacist and he might have taken some medicine that turned himself into that horrible appearance.

But now, Yang Sixuan suddenly asked about this matter. Is there something else going on here?
He knew very well that his second uncle was a man of few words and would never ask about this matter for no reason.

Yang Sixuan stood up again, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth beside the table.

“…half a year ago?!”

"That is to say, he started practicing this technique half a year ago, and his origin has been damaged. He only has ten days left to live."

Yang Sixuan has gradually figured out the thread of events. "But Shang Xiangyu is a pharmacist, he must have a way to keep himself alive..."

"However, relying solely on medicine will definitely not cure his source of essence depletion..."

Yang Sixuan was walking when he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the five rare books about the Filthy Blood Cult on the table. His eyelids twitched and he said, "This guy wants to join the Filthy Blood Cult!"

“Uncle, who do you think wants to join the Filthy Blood Sect?” Yang Yi exclaimed, “You said Shang Xiangyu, he wants to join the Filthy Blood Sect?!”

Yang Yi just felt that Shang Xiangyu had a problem. Even if he found a rare book from the early days of the Filthy Blood Sect in his secret compartment, he could only question him on suspicion. But just now, Yang Sixian's tone was so certain that Shang Xiangyu was going to join the Filthy Blood Sect.

Although he was not sure what Yang Sixuan based his judgment on, he absolutely believed in his judgment.

"I knew there was something big wrong with this guy!" Yang Yi said with a flash in his eyes.

"Didn't you tell me about the last furnace explosion that Shang Xiangyu had a new registered disciple this year, whose name was Duan something?" Yang Sixuan suddenly looked at Yang Yi and said.

"Yes. Duan Rong!"

"Where is the man?"

"I caught him! He's locked up in the dungeon."

Yang Sixuan looked at Yang Yi with appreciation and said, "Come on, take me there!"

The dungeon of the Judgment Bureau was neither damp nor dark.

There was a brazier on the wooden shelf in the corridor. The fire was so bright that it illuminated most of the cell.

In the cell opposite Duan Rong, there lay an old man with a haggard face. The old man crossed his legs and was covered with an animal skin blanket. He glanced at Duan Rong and said, "Boy, what did you do to get arrested?"

Duan Rong glanced at the old man, ignored him, and sat down in the darkness in the corner. The old man saw Duan Rong like this, spat on the ground, and cursed: "What a rude little bastard. I don't even bother to pay attention to you, grandpa? What the hell?"

Duan Rong listened to the old man scolding him, but his heart was not moved at all. He needed a quiet environment to think carefully about what might happen next.

The development of things had obviously changed! It was different from what he had originally planned and thought, so he had to think about it again.

Duan Rong sat cross-legged in the darkness with his eyes closed, but his thoughts were surging like the tide...

About an incense stick later, footsteps suddenly sounded in the dungeon.

The footsteps were clearly getting closer.

Duan Rong suddenly opened his eyes and immediately lay down on the pile of straw beside the wall.

Duan Rong lay there, looking towards the corridor outside the fence, only to see two people walking over.

One of them was Yang Yi, while the other was walking in front of Yang Yi, but that person was wearing a black cloak that covered his entire head and face.

Duan Rong was lying there, and his face could not be seen.

But the man walked in front of Yang Yi, while Yang Yi followed behind him respectfully. This alone revealed the identity of this man.

Just as the man in the black cloak approached.

In the cell opposite Duan Rong, the old man who was lying there lazily suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he had received a great stimulation. He lifted the animal skin covering his body and crawled to the innermost part of the cell.

When he lifted the animal skin, he heard the sound of iron chains rattling. The old man's shoulder blades were pierced by chains as thick as his arms.

Duan Rong clearly saw that the moment the old man saw the man in the black cloak, great fear emerged in his eyes.

Duan Rong concluded almost instantly that this person was extremely dangerous!
At this moment, Yang Yi had already taken the key and opened the cell door, and then he and the man in the black cloak walked into the cell one after another.

Duan Rong had already sat up from the pile of straw.

Yang Yi stood behind the man in the black cloak, looked at Duan Rong, and said coldly: "Duan Rong! The master is here to ask you a question. Just answer whatever he asks you, understand?"

Duan Rong glanced at Yang Yi, then looked at the man whose face was completely covered in a black cloak, and sat cross-legged, saying, "Excuse me, sir."

"Shang Xiangyu's furnace exploded twice. What was he refining?"

Duan Rong's eyes moved, and he spoke in a hoarse and steady voice, probably he was quite old.

"do not know."

Duan Rong's voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

Duan Rong certainly knew that Shang Xiangyu made the Rejuvenation Pill in the first furnace and the Blood Spring Pill in the second furnace. However, he only knew these by devouring Shang Xiangyu's discarded debris over the years. How could he tell others?

Duan Rong paused for a moment and said, "Actually, the furnace only exploded once."

"What?!" Yang Yi suddenly shouted, staring at Duan Rong and said, "Why didn't you tell the truth when I was investigating the explosion?"

Duan Rong looked at Yang Yi, sneered, and said: "Master Shang and Pan Yong were both there at that time. What do you want me to say?!"

Yang Yi wanted to say something, but Yang Sixuan immediately waved his hand to stop him.

Yang Sixuan looked at Duan Rong and asked, "You just said that the furnace exploded only once?"

"That's right." Duan Rong looked at the man in front of him, who seemed to be hidden in a black cloak, and said, "Only the first time did the furnace explode. The second time, he succeeded in refining Shang Xiangyu."

"Succeeded in refining it the second time?!" The man in his cloak spoke in a voice filled with horror.

Duan Rong said: "Shang Xiangyu killed his own brother and used his brother's blood to refine the blood pill!"

Yang Yi stood there and felt cold all over when he heard it.

He knew that Shang Xiangyu had a fool brother, and then he remembered that the fool had disappeared since the second furnace explosion. However, Yang Yi never paid attention to the fool.

There was a brief silence in the cell. It was obvious that the two people in front of Duan Rong were still digesting the heavy news that Duan Rong had thrown out.

This is Duan Rong, who had just thought of it.

How can I be sure that I can walk out of the dungeon of the Judgment Bureau?

That is cooperation, and it must be sufficient cooperation! In addition, he is a registered disciple who has just entered the sect this year and has nothing to do with this case, so in the end, he will most likely be released!

But the information he gave had to be shocking enough and credible enough!

Duan Rong chose to expose the second furnace explosion!
Of course, there was one thing he couldn't explain. That was why Shang Xiangyu didn't kill him. He couldn't tell anyone that he killed Chen Hu and surrendered. Then, the other party would ask why Shang Xiangyu didn't kill Pan Yong. He couldn't tell anyone that Shang Xiangyu used the insect poison to control them and he didn't get poisoned.

Duan Rong had already thought about it. If it can't be accomplished, then there's no need to accomplish it.

Shocking enough, full of confusion, isn't that normal? Why? Let them ask Shang Xiangyu. As long as they can catch Shang Xiangyu.

Yang Sixian pondered over Duan Rong's words.

He had previously inferred based on the known information and felt that the logic was contradictory.

Shang Xiangyu's furnace exploded twice while refining medicine! It was obvious that he was refining a very important medicine.

This medicine must be able to alleviate his source of essence depletion.

However, the furnace exploded twice, indicating that he failed in refining the medicine!
Yang Sixuan deduced that Shang Xiangyu's origin had been damaged for half a year. Without medication to alleviate the damage, it would be impossible for him to survive until he could practice the Divine Art of the Filthy Blood to heal himself.

Because, whether it is finding the Filthy Blood Cult, finding ways to gain their trust, joining them, and finally practicing the Filthy Blood Divine Art, it all takes time.

Without a batch of drugs to relieve the symptoms, Shang Xiangyu would not have survived.

And now, after listening to Duan Rong’s words!
Yang Sixian suddenly felt that the contradiction in the original logical deduction no longer existed. It turned out that Shang Xiangyu had refined the medicine before leaving the mountain.

Yang Sixian was almost certain that Duan Rong was telling the truth.

"Then didn't Chen Hu and Yin Cong die in the furnace explosion?" While Yang Sixuan was thinking, Yang Yi, who was standing behind him, finally couldn't help asking.

Yang Sixian's eyes jumped, and he was also waiting for Duan Rong's answer.

Duan Rong said: "They were killed by Shang Xiangyu."

The cell fell into silence again.

After a while, Yang Yi asked again: "Is it because he used his own brother to make medicine and was afraid that you would leak it out?"

Duan Rong said: "Maybe."

Yang Yi said: "Then why didn't he kill you and Pan Yong?"

Duan Rong glanced at Yang Yi and said coldly, "I don't know."

Yang Sixian stared at Duan Rong's face with his eyes hidden in the shadow of his cloak, trying to judge the truth in Duan Rong's words.

(End of this chapter)