Chapter 393: Extracting Information |
In the study room, Yang Haoran looked at the old man's soul body in front of him, with a smile on his face.
Yang Haoran had set up a barrier in the study room, preventing the old man's soul from escaping. In addition, a chain as thick as an arm was coiled around the old man's soul body.
Compared to the first time Yang Haoran met the old man, the old man no longer had his former fiery temper. Facing Yang Haoran's smiling face, his soul body trembled slightly, his expression full of fear.
The old man's soul body was very ethereal, quite different from when Yang Haoran had initially condensed his soul body into a spirit. Although Yang Haoran had not witnessed the old man's experiences firsthand during this period, judging from the old man's current emotional reactions and his ethereal soul body, he must have had a difficult time in the hands of the Spirit Police. Otherwise, he would not have been tortured into his current state.
Yang Haoran had no interest in how the Spirit Police tortured the old man, but he was somewhat interested in what useful information the Spirit Police had extracted from the old man.
"Old sir, how was your stay with the Spirit Police?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
The old man's face was already filled with a look of fear, and upon hearing Yang Haoran's words, the fear on his face instantly became even more intense, and his soul body began to tremble.
"Not... not good," the old man responded in a small, weak voice.
At this moment, the old man looked very pitiful and helpless, but Yang Haoran had no intention of sympathizing with him at all, because this old man did not deserve sympathy. It was his own fault that he ended up in his current predicament.
"The method of refining Resentful Spirits," the old man confessed without any concealment.
The old man's answer did not surprise Yang Haoran at all. His smile remained unchanged. Just as he was about to continue speaking, the old man unexpectedly spoke up before him.
"If you want to know, I can tell you too. I can tell you all the methods I know for refining Resentful Spirits. Please, don't torture me anymore," the old man pleaded, his face begging.
It was evident that the torture he had endured at the hands of the Spirit Police during this period had been a significant trauma for him, leading to his current state of being like a startled bird.
There were many types of Resentful Spirits, with the ghost infant being just one of them. From the situation in that previous battle, the old man not only knew how to refine ghost infants but also other types of Resentful Spirits, as the powerful female Resentful Spirit they faced was not a ghost infant.
From this point, it was evident that the old man knew how to refine at least two different types of Resentful Spirits.
However, the old man's voluntary words made Yang Haoran suspect that he might know how to refine even more than just two types of Resentful Spirits.
Yang Haoran had little interest in refining Resentful Spirits. Not to mention the brutal and bloody process of refining them, even if it were not brutal, these Resentful Spirits whose power could not be improved were simply not appealing to him.
However, although he had no interest in refining Resentful Spirits, he was interested in gaining a deeper understanding of the various types of Resentful Spirits. If he had no interest at all, why would he have summoned the old man's soul now?
"Tell me everything you know, slowly and in detail, so I can write it down," Yang Haoran said with a smile, taking out paper and a pen.
The old man did not dare omit a single word. Without Yang Haoran's coercion, he obediently confessed everything, detailing all the methods he knew for refining Resentful Spirits to Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran did not hesitate and recorded everything the old man said in detail.
The old man was an expert in refining Resentful Spirits, but his true specialty was refining ghost infants. He knew as many as seven different methods for refining ghost infants alone. Apart from the methods for refining ghost infants, he also knew quite a few methods for refining other types of Resentful Spirits.
According to the old man's confession, he had been preparing to refine a ghost infant that would be even more powerful than the female Resentful Spirit and easier for him to control. However, before he could complete this plan, the Spirit Police had taken action against him. If they had not, and he had succeeded in refining the planned ghost infant, the outcome of the previous operation against him might have been different.
The reason Yang Haoran recorded all this information was that it could serve as a reference for him, as well as provide the others in the villa with a better understanding of Resentful Spirits.
After recording everything, Yang Haoran organized the information and placed it in the bookshelf. He then turned his gaze back to the old man.
As Yang Haoran looked at him, the old man's soul body trembled slightly.
"I've told you everything I know. The information I told the Spirit Police is exactly the same as what I've told you. If you don't believe me, you can compare this information with what the Spirit Police has," the old man hastily assured, worried that Yang Haoran might not believe him.
Yang Haoran did not doubt the truth of the old man's words. The old man had already been scared into his current state; he would not dare to deceive Yang Haoran.
"I believe you. But apart from the methods of refining Resentful Spirits, do you have any other useful information you can share with me?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
"I... I don't know what other information you want to know," the old man asked apprehensively.
"I'm an Underworld Envoy. Naturally, I'm truly fond of beings like ghosts. As someone who was a master at refining Resentful Spirits in your previous life, you must be quite familiar with ghosts, am I wrong?" Yang Haoran asked with a gentle smile.
"During that previous battle, I deployed all the Resentful Spirits I had refined, and you took them all away, leaving not a single one behind."
Yang Haoran's smile remained unchanged as he continued, "Don't jump to conclusions just yet. Think carefully before you answer. I know you won't disappoint me."
Yang Haoran's smile was gentle and friendly, but the old man sensed a profound threat. He knew that if he could not give Yang Haoran a satisfactory answer, his nightmare might start again.
He did not know what methods Yang Haoran might use to torture him, but he believed Yang Haoran's methods would not be inferior to those of the Spirit Police, as the man before him was an Underworld Envoy, the nemesis of ghosts.
He had already suffered greatly at the hands of the Spirit Police. Any form of torture would now bring him fear, and might even cause his soul to disperse. How could he not be afraid?
Thus, he did not dare to speak again. Instead, he obediently closed his mouth and pondered deeply, hoping to come up with some useful information to satisfy Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran was quite satisfied with the old man's reaction. Instead of pressing him step by step, he appeared to kindly prompt him.
"Think carefully. Do you have any fellow practitioners? Where do they live? How powerful are they?"
The old man shook his head and said, "I've always lived in Lecheng. In Lecheng, I haven't encountered any fellow practitioners, so unless there's an exception, I should be the only one in the entire Lecheng who knows how to refine Resentful Spirits."
"Do you know where there are powerful evil spirits or malevolent spirits?" Yang Haoran continued to ask.
The old man thought for a moment, then shook his head apprehensively again.
The smile on Yang Haoran's face became somewhat forced. He paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and continued to ask with a smile, "Do you know any information about spirit masters? If you can provide me with some information about spirit masters, I would probably be very happy."
The reason Yang Haoran brought up spirit masters was that a spirit master's soul could be exchanged for benefits far superior to those of an undead in the Yin Division.
Moreover, the guardian spirits of spirit masters were almost always powerful ghosts, and these ghosts made excellent materials for refining soul pills.
Currently, Yang Haoran had the soul of only one spirit master, which was Du Xiao, whom he had encountered at the Nine Dragon Hill cemetery.
At that time, Du Xiao did not have his own guardian spirit, meaning he was just an ordinary spirit master, not even qualified as a true spirit master. After he died, his soul was handed over by Yang Haoran to Deng Feng.
After Deng Feng's death, Yang Haoran discovered five soul-gathering beads filled with souls in Deng Feng's villa. One of the soul-gathering beads contained nothing but evil spirits, which were tough specimens. However, Yang Haoran did not process these five soul-gathering beads. Last year, when he went to the underworld to hand over souls, he did not touch these five soul-gathering beads either, because he had other considerations. He only found Du Xiao's soul and collected it separately, without dealing with the other five soul-gathering beads.
Du Xiao was a spirit master, so his soul had a different value to the Yin Division. That's why Yang Haoran kept his soul separately in a soul-gathering bead, sparing him from being crammed together with other ghosts.
Of course, as a spirit master, if his soul fell into the hands of the Yin Division, his fate would be extremely miserable.
Last year, Yang Haoran did not hand over Du Xiao's soul because he considered one soul too few. Additionally, he wanted to conduct more research on spirit master souls to see if there were any new discoveries to be made.
Now, when he brought up spirit masters to the old man, he was just trying his luck to see if the old man had any information about spirit masters. After all, there were spirit masters in Lecheng, although they were well-hidden. Just because Yang Haoran didn't know their whereabouts didn't mean the old man didn't either, so he wanted to try.
What he didn't expect was that as soon as he mentioned spirit masters, the old man's expression changed, which caught Yang Haoran's attention, and he secretly rejoiced.
After hearing Yang Haoran mention spirit masters, the old man was stunned for a moment. Then, under Yang Haoran's watchful gaze, he actually nodded slightly.
"I do know some information about spirit masters, but I can't be sure if he's still there or not," the old man said.
Upon hearing these words from the old man, the smile on Yang Haoran's face became more pronounced.
"You don't need to worry about whether he's still there or not. Just tell me everything you know."
Since Yang Haoran said that, the old man, of course, did not dare to say anything else and honestly told Yang Haoran everything he knew.
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