Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor

Although these words are said, being constantly watched is simply not a solution.

Right now, the enemy is in the shadows, while I am hiding even deeper. As a Poison Soul Master who theoretically should be able to easily defeat stronger enemies during an ambush, Chen Ming couldn't help but ponder whether he could deal with the elders of the Clear Sky Clan.

In Chen Ming's gaze, Ah Yin's expression became highly conflicted at this moment. She clutched her chest but didn't say a word.

Although it was true that Tang Hao had indeed betrayed Ah Yin, in Ah Yin's heart, Tang Xiao was still a qualified elder brother. He treated her genuinely well and had even chosen to step aside for her and Tang Hao.

Rationally, Ah Yin knew that she shouldn't involve herself in the affairs of the Clear Sky Clan. Emotionally, however, she still hesitated.

Seeing this, Chen Ming gently patted his right leg, and the mental illusion disappeared just like that. Ah Yin returned to the soul bone, unable to perceive the outside world.

Chen Ming's actions allowed Ah Yin to breathe a sigh of relief. She stopped dwelling on her worries and instead focused on sensing Chen Ming's life force and spiritual power, slowly recovering her essence. At the same time, she was subtly enhancing Chen Ming's soul power and vitality at a very slow rate.

Strictly speaking, after Ah Yin had taken residence, the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone, which was originally a lifeless object, had regained some vitality. Ah Yin's recovery could also enhance the age and quality of this soul bone to some extent, thereby improving Chen Ming's basic attributes.

"Elder Lou, take me to Tai Tan. I think I have a way to make him talk."

"Tai Tan is stubborn, rigid, and hot-tempered. Forcing him through physical means might not work. Does the Hall Master know any Spiritual Soul Masters? With their help, we should be able to pry Tai Tan's mouth open."

Lou Gao hesitated before offering his suggestion.

The lack of innovation among the Douluo people is evident in all aspects. Not only are their culture and technology backward, but even their interrogation methods are crude. When dealing with high-level Soul Masters with inhuman mental and spiritual fortitude, these methods are often ineffective.

According to the norms of the Douluo Continent, Lou Gao's suggestion was logical. But in Chen Ming's eyes, even without resorting to spiritual means, he had a hundred ways to get Tai Tan to obediently reveal what he wanted to know.

Chen Ming called Lou Gao over and whispered a few words into his ear. After hearing Chen Ming's plan to create certain tools, Lou Gao's expression changed drastically. For the first time, he realized that there were such methods in the world.

To be honest, even without using those interrogation tools, Chen Ming could rely on his deadly poisons to make Tai Tan confess. But as he said, he wouldn't always be at the Blacksmith Association. It was necessary for the association, especially Lou Gao, to have some means to handle such situations on their own.

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A day later, Chen Ming and Lou Gao appeared in the cell where Tai Tan was being held.

In the dungeon, hidden from all outsiders, Tai Tan hung like a roasted duck, suspended by iron chains and hooks. The disciple of Lou Gao responsible for restraining Tai Tan had mercilessly pierced his scapula with iron hooks and chains.

These massive chains and hooks were enough to kill an ordinary person. However, with the work of a Healing Soul Master and Tai Tan's immense physical resilience, his flesh had already healed around the chains and hooks, embedding them deeply into his body.

Even a slight movement of Tai Tan's head would cause the chains embedded in his bones and flesh to tremble, resulting in excruciating pain.

Over the past two days, Tai Tan had first been severely injured by Chen Ming, with his body corroded by a lethal poison. Then, he was fed laxatives. As the saying goes, even the strongest warrior cannot endure three bouts of diarrhea. While it may sound disgraceful, it was undeniably effective. For a Soul Master's body, dehydration was still a significant issue.

Despite only two days of deprivation from food and water, Tai Tan's body appeared visibly emaciated. His face was full of exhaustion. Even with the vitality and soul power of a Soul Douluo, he was now on the verge of collapse.

When Tai Tan saw Chen Ming and Lou Gao enter, he could only open his mouth weakly, unable to utter a sound.

Looking at Tai Tan, who seemed close to death, Chen Ming fell silent. Although he had mentally prepared himself to use the cruel tools he had seen in his past life, he hesitated now. He was worried that if he went too far, he might accidentally kill Tai Tan.

After a moment's thought, Chen Ming brought his index and middle fingers together, quickly tapping several points on Tai Tan's body. Then, with a slight pulse of soul power at his fingertips, he injected a trace of a special poison into Tai Tan's body. In an instant, Tai Tan's pale face turned red. Although his body remained weak, his spirit was forcibly revitalized.

Chen Ming used a special method to significantly stimulate Tai Tan's adrenaline production, forcibly improving his state. However, to ensure that Tai Tan wouldn't stubbornly refuse to speak under the influence of adrenaline, Chen Ming added another poison to slightly disturb Tai Tan's mental and physical state.

In simple terms, this heightened Tai Tan's perception of pain. Combined with the poison still lingering in his body, Tai Tan would experience pain akin to being slashed by a thousand knives.

"Spit it out! What exactly are you two planning? Kill me if you want, but don't harm my clan!" Tai Tan roared angrily. Although he had regained some strength, his voice was hoarse and filled with defiance.

Despite his rage, Tai Tan didn't dare act recklessly. He had already witnessed Chen Ming's overwhelming power and knew his clan members were under Chen Ming's control. As a result, Tai Tan restrained himself from cursing or spitting, though his voice was loud.

"Tell me, who sent you to cause trouble at the Blacksmith Association? If you don't speak, we'll ask your clan members instead."

"My clan? They know nothing!" Tai Tan's emotions flared. The chains rattled loudly as his abrupt movements tore open the flesh that had grown around the hooks and chains. Blood flowed freely from the wounds, dripping down his body.

"If they can't tell us anything, it just means they're stubborn. Stubbornness means non-cooperation. Non-cooperation means death. Then we'll move on to the next. I don't believe your secrets can stay hidden from your entire clan. One by one, we'll interrogate them. Someone will talk."

"You're not interrogating! You're slaughtering!" Hearing these words, Tai Tan's face turned red with fury, and he panted like an enraged bull. His entire body trembled with agitation.

"So what if I am? On the Douluo Continent, the strong prey on the weak. Since you broke the rules and acted against us first, losing to me means I have every right to kill your entire clan."

"If you don't talk, forget your children and grandchildren. Anyone within three generations of your clan, whether they possess soul power or not, will not be spared. Whether they're in Heaven Dou or Star Luo, I'll make sure none of them survive."

"While I can't guarantee there will never be another soul master with the Giant Ape Martial Soul, I can easily ensure your clan's bloodline is wiped out. I'm sure your enemies on the continent wouldn't mind helping me finish the job."

"After all, you've already lost almost all your clan's top combat power here."

With that, Chen Ming waved his hand and summoned several strange-looking objects from his storage soul tool.

Among these items, Tai Tan recognized some as cruel torture devices at first glance, given his expertise as a divine craftsman. Others, such as steel wool and small knives, were unfamiliar to him. However, he didn't need to understand them to know they were likely tools of torment.

Chen Ming pointed to traditional devices like the tiger bench and iron maiden, casually explaining their functions.

Chen Ming had expected Tai Tan to be resilient as a high-level Soul Master. However, after just a few explanations, Tai Tan closed his eyes, biting his lips so hard they nearly bled.