The rotting ability of the Red Poison was extremely effective and piercing. Yang Zhai had learned this technique to torture the ones who betrayed him. It was like a corrosive acid that entered every cell of a person's body and caused extreme pain in every inch of the body, like every bit of a person's body was being bitten by something so small, which was not seeable to a person's eye. The Red Poison was a continuous as well as instant technique.
"ARGHHHH, spare me…, please. Stop this… stop this…AAAAA, already."
The cultivator whose waist was being corroded by the Red Poison felt like someone was sewing his body with sharp needles. He touched his waist with his hand because of the pain; however, his hand was also affected, and he felt pain in his hand as well, so he hurriedly pulled his hand away. The blood was also being rotted by the Red Poison. Nothing was coming out of his waist, even after it was decreasing in mass from one side. This poison was working just like the Maggots do, when a corpse is rotted and the Maggots grow on a dead body to eat it away. However, no Maggots grew on the cultivator's waist. His waist was being rotted away by the Red Poison.
It would have been fine if there was only extreme or excruciating pain, but the cultivator was feeling extreme, piercing pain. Wherever the Red Poison went, it burned every cell of his waist. No, it could not be said that his cells were being burnt, but it could be said that his cells were rotting slowly. His waist was painfully tingly, but he could not touch it to ease his senses. Because if he touched it, even his hand would start rotting. His senses were being affected greatly by the pain. He tried to touch his waist against the ground of the pit to ease his tingly pain, however, the rotting side of the waist had a small hollow in it and could not touch the wall of the pit.
The destructive and corrosive power of rank 2 Red Poison was more than rank 1 Red Poison. And it was only a rank 2 technique right now, Yang Zhai knew even rank 5 Red Poison technique. However, he did not try to develop a rank 6 poison technique because of the Will Of Malice Ka. Even though he was halfway through to developing the rank 6 Red Poison technique. He stopped because the Will Of Malice had successfully advanced to rank 6 and the Will Of Malice was more effective than the Red Poison technique.
But Yang Zhai could not use the Rank 3 Red Poison technique with Rank 2 because this technique was extremely powerful and corrosive and would affect him more than the high-level top-grade techniques. And using a higher-rank technique with low-rank essence water would reduce the power and increase the essence water consumption.
After a while, the Red Poison stopped and disappeared, leaving one side of the cultivator's waist rotted. Its time limit had ended and Yang Zhai had deliberately reduced the time limit.
In the end, because of the pain, the cultivator could not hold it anymore and punched his waist with his hand forcefully. However, his hand did not rot this time because the Red Poison had already disappeared. His hair was messy, and his clothes were dirty. There were marks of nails on his face, including his cheeks, forehead, and chin. Even his ears were bloody. His eyes were bloodshot. His condition was like this because he scratched his own face and ears and scraped his own skin because of the pain. He did it unconsciously and unwittingly.
Yang Zhai looked at the cultivator with a calm face. His eyes contained an abyss that —seemed to the cultivator— were ready to devour him. Fear rose in the cultivator's heart after seeing Yang Zhai's calmness and his abyss-like eyes looking at him. He unconsciously moved his hands backward in trying to get away and stumbled back. Tears were falling down his cheeks and terror was present in his bloodshot eyes. He wanted nothing more than to get away right now. He even forgot the pain he was feeling. Every instinct in his body was telling him to get away from the person in front of him.
He even forgot that he was a cultivator and everything else, except for running, nothing was in his mind. He wanted to get as far away as possible from the person in front of him.
"Tell me, who are you? If I am right, you are not a Bai Clan member." Yang Zhai asked with a calm expression.
However, there was no reply from the cultivator in front of Yang Zhai. Right now, nothing was in the mind of the cultivator but to run away. The cultivator was so filled with terror that he did not even know that he only stood in the place and was not running.
Yang Zhai smiled after seeing this. He knew what was happening and activated the Red Poison technique and summoned a one-inch ball of Red Poison.
"Aa…, ARGH, AAAAAAA…Ahaaaaa. No, stay away from me. Please, stop. I can't endure this anymore. Please, do whatever you want, but don't use that." The cultivator went into a state of frenzy after seeing the same ball of the Red Poison. He started to scream and beg Yang Zhai. No pride could be seen in him from before.
"Then tell me, who are you?" Yang Zhai asked the same question again.
"I will tell you, I am Ling Ju. I am a rank 1 third-stage cultivator. And I am not a member of the Bai Clan. A person came to me about three years ago and made me a cultivator in exchange for serving him." The cultivator said everything clearly and did not hide anything. He could not think of anything but to avoid the Red Poison after seeing it from Yang Zhai, so he did not think of lying even once. The state that he was in was filled with despair, and the fear from before was etched in his heart. He knew that a single dissatisfaction with the person in front of him could make him experience the terror from before.
"Who was that person?" Yang Zhai inquired.
"I don't know. He wore a mask and concealed his identity. Huh, but he had a double-slashed mark on the backside of his neck. I know nothing more about that person." The cultivator answered whilst panting.
"So, how does that person convey his orders to you?"
"Through a bird. A half-black and half golden color Pheasant comes with a letter in its claws. After giving the piece of paper to me, the pheasant flies away."
"Where do the mortals who follow that person live?" Yang Zhai was curious as to where these mortals lived. If he could find out, he might benefit from it.
"The third mortal village under Bai Clan is the base of these mortals. Almost all of the mortals —who follow that person— live there. I also live there."
Yang Zhai contemplated for a while before throwing the ball of Poison toward the other side of the waist of the cultivator.
"AAAAAAAAAAA!!!" a scream echoed again. This person was put in misery again.
" Who are you lying to? What are you hiding?" Yang Zhai said calmly. He knew that the cultivator had said everything truthfully, but he just pretended that he had caught the cultivator's lie and used the Red Poison on the cultivator. He was being cautious. Even though he could read the cultivator's expressions, he still used the Red Poison on the cultivator just to be sure that the cultivator had told him everything. Yang Zhai did not have the time today to bring the cultivator with him to check if everything he said was true. Tomorrow, he had to leave for Ma Clan and also had to catch a Moon Bull today.
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Continuous and Instant techniques have already been explained before.