After hearing Ye Wutian's words, the old man obviously hesitated for a moment, and finally said with a slight smile: "I was indeed a little moved at the beginning, but if I think about it carefully, as long as I always obey the organization, the poison of the brain-corrosive heart-eroding pill will not occur. And if I drive away the poison in my body and betray the organization, I will inevitably be chased by the organization. Why do you think I need to make such a thankless deal with you?"

Ye Wutian snorted and said, "That's right, if you betray the organization, you may be hunted down by the organization, but if you don't make this deal with me now, you will die soon." At the end of his speech, his tone was already extremely cold.

"Hmph! It's too delusional to just want to kill me." The old man snorted coldly. After saying that, he wiped his hands on his waist, and two golden daggers immediately appeared in his hands, like two inferior gold-type immortal weapons.

When the old man took out his weapon and looked at Ye Wutian again, he found that the other person's figure had disappeared from the spot. The old man was shocked.

And at this moment, Ye Wutian's figure sounded from behind: "If you feel confident that you can kill me, just give it a try."

The old man trembled, he held up his energy shield in panic, waved his dagger, and quickly turned around and swept backwards.

The old man's attack was halfway through, and a crisp sound of "scarlet" was heard, and the vitality shield on his body was defeated in an instant. Immediately afterwards, he felt a strong force coming from behind, and he was knocked out and fell several meters away.

After landing, the old man rolled up from the ground and looked at Ye Wutian. His eyes were no longer as contempt as before, and there was a look of shock. Since the other party could defeat his vital shield so easily, his cultivation level would naturally be far above him. Realizing this, the old man felt chill in his heart.

"How is it? Should we reconsider whether to make this deal with me now?" Ye Wutian asked with a wicked smile.

The old man swallowed, his eyes trembled, and he snorted coldly, saying, "Even if I tell you the information I know, you may not leave me a way out. Since it is dead at all, why should I make you satisfied?" As he said that, the old man simply raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed it into his chest. As a killer, death does not constitute fear for them at all.

Of course, Ye Wutian would not watch the only clue break. He quickly used the thunder step, rushed to the old man, and counted his body to seal his Dantian point and several meridians around him.

The old man's hands fell down weakly, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a "jingle".

Ye Wutian raised a hideous smile on his lips and said, "You killers only know how to kill people, but they don't know that there is something more interesting than killing people, called torture and confession. You killers are not afraid of death, but they don't know that there is something more painful than death, which is called life is worse than death."

"You, what do you want to do?" The old man's forehead broke out in cold sweat.

Ye Wutian raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What do you think I want to do? Of course, I have to try every means to force the information in your head out of your mouth."

"Hmph! Don't even think about getting any information from your mouth." The old man said stubbornly.

"Now, even if you speak stubbornly, I have many methods, and I'm not afraid that I can't cure you." Ye Wutian said unfaithfully, and said to Cheng Bing again: "You go search everywhere to see if there are any clues. In addition, the guy with the code-name Zi just now found it and killed it."

Cheng Bing said nothing and ran straight into the valley.

After Cheng Bing left, Ye Wutian smiled kindly again and asked the old man: "Do you want to cry or laugh now?"

The old man gritted his teeth and shouted unwaveringly: "If you have any means, just use it."

"You should have heard of the strange acupoint of Xiaoyao point, right? It is difficult for ordinary people to find this hidden acupoint, but as the Xuanyuan Medical School, I can naturally find this acupoint accurately on you. You should also know that after being pointed at Xiaoyao point, you will laugh wildly, laugh until tears flow, sweat flows wildly, facial muscles cramp, and breathing difficulties. Of course, don't worry, you can't die." Ye Wutian said slowly around the old man.

The old man looked like he would rather die than surrender.

Ye Wutian laughed and said, "Then I'll let you laugh enough first." As he said that, he reached out and poked the old man's waist, and the old man immediately burst into laughter.

"You laugh so much, I'll go for a walk first." Ye Wutian turned around and walked towards the valley.

This valley is somewhat similar to the valley of the Divine Poison Sect. It is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and many caves are carved at the foot of the cliff. The valley is quite abundant in its spiritual energy. I believe there should be spiritual stone veins nearby.

Of course, the area of ​​this valley is far less than that of the Divine Poison Sect, and it took a while to turn around.

At this time, the old man was so angry that he was laughing, and his laughter was even worse than crying.

Ye Wutian ignored him and continued to make him smile. After a moment, Cheng Bing walked back quickly.

"Is there any clue?" Ye Wutian asked hurriedly.

Cheng Bing looked at the old man who was laughing wildly, threw a token in his hand towards Ye Wutian, and said, "He usually burned those secret documents after reading them, so he only found this token."

Ye Wutian took the token and looked at it, frowned, and blurted out: "Yamaguchi Group?"

"Do you know this token?" Cheng Bing asked.

Ye Wutian nodded and said, "This is the universal token of the Yamaguchi Group, the largest ninja organization in Japan."

"Japanese Ninja? Is the organization behind this assassination group the Yamaguchi group?" Cheng Bing asked in surprise.

Ye Wutian sorted out the information he knew in the whole, shook his head and said, "Maybe things are not that simple. What is certain at present is that this assassination group is inseparable from Yamaguchi group, and of course there are still Wanjia."

"Wanjia? Could it be that Wanjia also has connections with these organizations?" Cheng Bing said in surprise.

"That's right, after our Yang family was exterminated, the aftermath was carried out by the Wan family. Moreover, in the leader competition of the martial arts conference five years ago, four major sects were poisoned by Japanese ninjas, and it happened that Wan family left the game early. From these two points, the Wan family must be related to the organization behind the assassination group and the Yamaguchi group." Ye Wutian analyzed carefully.

"It seems that this matter is a bit complicated, but since the Wan family is also related to this matter, we have one more clue." Cheng Bing said.

"Well, it would be best if I could ask for some valuable information from this old man." Ye Wutian looked at the old man who was lying on the ground, holding his stomach and was about to smile and cramp, and said.

"But I think he shouldn't know much information. He usually like these core members, rarely leaves here. If there is an important task, a deacon will usually come to inform him." Cheng Bing didn't seem to have much hope.

"Deacon? Could it be the deacon of the Deacon Hall?" Ye Wutian asked curiously.

Cheng Bing shook his head and said, "I don't know this. I have only seen that deacon once or twice. And at that time, I only had the Xuan Realm cultivation level, so I couldn't see his cultivation level."

Ye Wutian nodded and did not continue to ask.

The two of them didn't say anything anymore, and quietly looked at the old man with tears in his face.

After a long time, seeing the old man smiling almost dead, Ye Wutian walked up and squatted down and put a little on the old man's waist.

The old man's laughter finally stopped. He gasped, his pale face covered in sweat, and the muscles on his face kept trembling.

"How is it? I'm very happy to laugh? If you haven't figured it out yet, I can make you laugh so happily every day." Ye Wutian said with a wicked smile.

The old man took a few breaths, and after he recovered, he said, "Do you think that this level of torture can make me confess?"

"What do you mean is that the torture I used is not cruel enough?" Ye Wutian asked with a smile.

"Even if you use your most vicious means." The old man still looked very tenacious.

"I really can't bear to use the most vicious means. It's true that you are so old, if you are too cruel to you, and if you go to the King of Hell to complain after you die, then I will have a life-long life." Ye Wutian said with difficulty.

"Hmph! Don't be hypocritical, hurry up and take action." The old man snorted coldly.

"I said, why are you so stubborn? Since you are dead at all times, why don't you choose a more refreshing way to die? You have to endure all kinds of torture before you die. Why bother?" Ye Wutian persuaded.

"Anyway, I won't let you do it. Don't even ask for any information from me." The old man said stubbornly.

Ye Wutian shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Do you know why you can tolerate this physical torture? That's because of your spirit and your soul are indestructible, but once your soul becomes fragile, let alone such cruel torture, I will scare you half to death even if I scare you."

The old man still left his head, looking indomitable.

Ye Wutian paused and continued, "I wonder if you have heard of it. A fruit called the Soul-Splitting Milk Fruit. This fruit is as big as a peach pit, black all over, has a bitter taste, is poor in nature, and has the effects of clearing heat and detoxifying, purifying heart fire, and lowering blood pressure. It is very suitable for slices and making tea. Of course, the biggest use of this fruit is not to make tea, but to force confession. Because this fruit contains highly toxic, but its toxicity does not affect your body, but to impact your soul, allowing you to experience the pain of soul-splitting and shattering. This pain is truly called life worse than death."

As he said that, he flipped his hand and took out a Soul-Splitting Mysterious Fruit from the storage ring, took it to the old man and shook it, saying, "Did you see, this is Soul-Splitting Mysterious Fruit. Although it is small and has different appearances, this thing is very rare. It is a blessing for you to taste one in your life."
Chapter completed!