Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 281 Forced Confession
"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

Inside the Green Cloud Cave, Madam Zhen flew into a rage, pointing at her subordinates and cursing them.

Having figured out the situation, Ding Xia, who was familiar with the formation, was nowhere to be found. How could this not infuriate her?
Madam Zhen's gaze swept across the cave, finally settling on the wounded and fallen Ouyang Zhen.

She moved gracefully to Ouyang Zhen, reached out her slender hand and gently stroked his pale face, her breath sweet as orchids: "My lord Ouyang, where have you hidden that girl? Please tell me."

A sense of humiliation welled up in Ouyang Zhen's heart. He had always considered himself a genius, but now he had fallen to such a state, being beaten helplessly by a few demons.

But he had no choice at the moment. If he lived, the Ouyang family would be able to rescue him sooner or later, but if he died, he would have nothing left.

He did not resist Madam Zhen's question, but he was equally baffled by Ding Xia's disappearance: "I don't know. Ding Xia was a formation master that I hired from Dendrobium Market. I don't know her background or when she left."

"do not know?"

Madam Zhen sneered, her gaze sweeping around before finally settling on Uncle Huang, whose face was covered in blood, and she shouted, "Drag him out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two Mang Cult disciples stepped forward, forced Uncle Huang to kneel down, and dragged him in front of Ouyang Zhen in that position.

"This old fellow's life or death is entirely in your hands," Madam Zhen said with a smile, seemingly enjoying the moment.

Despite his advanced age, Uncle Huang was incredibly tough. Enduring the pain, he shouted, "Witch, don't make things difficult for my young master! If you have the guts, kill me!"

"Kill you? I haven't had enough fun yet."

Madam Zhen covered her mouth and chuckled, "Since you are so loyal, I can't just turn a blind eye. Guards, break his legs."

"Yes!"

The Mang Sect disciples showed no mercy; with a swift stroke, Huang Shu's legs were severed.

"what!!"

For a moment, Uncle Huang was in unbearable pain, rolling on the ground and letting out heart-wrenching screams.

"stop!"

Ouyang Zhen roared, his long hair surging wildly, and he actually stood up straight from the ground, trying to drive away the Mang Sect disciples next to Uncle Huang.

Although Uncle Huang's surname wasn't Ouyang, he had watched him grow up since childhood and had done many things for him. He regarded him as a mentor, and now that he was suffering such hardship, his heart was breaking.

More importantly, Huang Shu was a guest of the Ouyang family, and the Mang Sect acted without restraint and with ruthlessness, which completely destroyed any lingering sense of luck Huang Shu had developed.

The Mang Sect will not make an exception for him just because he is the direct descendant of the Ouyang family. He may die here before his seventh uncle returns.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Zhen felt utterly hopeless. The only option now was to fight to the death.

But at that moment, a woodcutter with an axe at his waist appeared beside Ouyang Zhen in an instant.

"Go away!"

Ouyang Zhen's eyes widened in anger. His magic power was exhausted, and he managed to squeeze out only a few strands with all his might. But how could the woodcutter give him a chance to make a move?
The moment the two met, the woodcutter's rough hand landed on Ouyang Zhen's shoulder. Ouyang Zhen felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, and he had no power to resist. He knelt heavily on the ground.

"Son!"

Seeing this, Uncle Huang disregarded his own injuries and reached out to Ouyang Zhen, intending to use his crippled body to help him.

However, all his efforts were in vain. The woodcutter's eyes were cold as he took down his axe and chopped off Uncle Huang's hand with one blow.

His hand was sent flying high into the air, blood splattering everywhere. The Mang Sect disciples remained expressionless, but Xu Chuan and the others looked on in utter terror.

"Spare me! We...we truly knew nothing!"

Xu Chuan, fearing he would suffer the same fate as Huang Shu, hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "I still have some martial prowess and am willing to serve as a vanguard for the Mang Sect. I beg your permission, esteemed sirs."

"Oh?"

Madam Zhen exclaimed in surprise. The Mang Cult was universally reviled; few were still willing to join it these days. As if remembering something, she couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "What's your name?"

"I am Xu Chuan." Xu Chuan lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

"What is your relationship with Ouyang Zhen?" Madam Zhen continued to ask.

Xu Chuan glanced at Ouyang Zhen, who was staring blankly at him, and replied in a low voice, "I only recently met him. I came here to seek enlightenment from the spiritual spring at his invitation. I have no intention of opposing the heroes of the Mang Sect."

"A chivalrous hero? Interesting, very interesting!"

Madam Zhen laughed heartily, "People from prestigious families always speak so well. Since you're so sensible, you'll be a member of our Mang Cult from now on."

Upon hearing this, Xu Chuan was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "I am extremely honored."

The interrogation, which should have been a proper interrogation, had turned into this mess. The withered-haired youth, Qu Xian, frowned. "Protector Zhen, we need to act quickly. We don't know if Protector Wu can kill Ouyang He. If he can't, the Ouyang family will definitely come out in full force. Besides, those water cultivators who escaped won't let it go either."

"Do I need you to remind me?"

Madam Zhen sternly rebuked her.

However, after being interrupted by Qu Xian, she lost interest and waved her hand, ordering someone to drag the unconscious Uncle Huang aside and ignore him.

Then, she looked around at everyone and said lazily to Yin Guangyang, "Send your zombie to scout ahead."

"Yes!"

Yin Guangyang was very obedient. In this mission, he acted as the vanguard and made great contributions, but he did not become arrogant. Instead, he immediately sent several zombies into the inner cave to investigate.

However, he played a trick and did not send out the bald bronze corpse that represented his highest combat power.

Green Cloud Cave is a Foundation Establishment power after all; they might be hiding some trump cards. If we were to destroy their bronze corpse, we would be at a huge loss.

After a while, a muffled sound came from the tunnel—someone was attacking the zombie.

But his zombies are all made of copper and iron. Ordinary people would either die or be seriously injured if they were hit by the fire talisman, but the zombies would be completely unharmed.

In just a short while, the zombies returned safely, and Yin Guangyang learned about the situation at the end of the tunnel.

“Protector Zhen, there is a stone pavilion inside, which is formed by an array. There are three to five people living and guarding the pavilion, but all of them are at the Qi Refining stage.”

"Are they all at the Qi Refining stage?"

Upon hearing Yin Guangyang's report, Madam Zhen pondered for a moment. According to intelligence, there was a Foundation Establishment cultivator in Green Cloud Cave; otherwise, the sect leader wouldn't have specially arranged for the Faceless Man to come over.

But this Foundation Establishment cultivator never showed up.

At this moment, Blind Luo, who was sitting cross-legged, spoke up and advised, "Since there is no Dharma protector here, why don't we wait a moment?"

Madam Zhen glanced at him: "Time waits for no one."

As Qu Xian said, Ouyang He and the other water cultivators who escaped are all potential risks.

The Faceless Man is also uncontrollable; no one knows when he will return.

If it drags on for too long, the mission will end in failure, and the survivors may not even be able to escape unscathed.

Thinking of this, Madam Zhen no longer hesitated: "The Foundation Establishment cultivator from Green Cloud Cave has not shown herself for so long, she has probably already escaped. Even if she is still here, I have ways to subdue her."

Upon hearing this, Blind Luo fell silent.

Yin Guangyang's eyes flickered.

Luo the Blind was seriously injured, so of course he wanted to wait. If I stood on his side, I could gain a favor.

However, the Mang Sect sent a total of ten people this time. Besides the two protectors, Faceless Man and Madam Zhen, there were also three core members at the ninth level of Qi Refining: Blind Luo, Qu Xian, and himself. Among the other five, Fu An and the unknown woodcutter were Madam Zhen's puppets, and the other three were her confidants.

As a newcomer to the Mang Cult, Qu Xian, just like he had been before, was eager to make a name for himself and clearly favored Madam Zhen.

In other words, apart from herself and Blind Luo, almost all the Mang Sect disciples present listened to Madam Zhen's every word.

In this situation, choosing sides was no longer a question, and Yin Guangyang immediately declared: "My zombies are incredibly effective at breaking through formations."

(End of this chapter)