Langya Academy.
In the gloomy and terrifying dungeon, screams of agony echoed.
Lu Wukai and the Sixth Commander were torturing Sun Zhi's mount, Meng Qi.
They had explained the situation to Song Zhenwei and received his support, as the demon race was the common enemy of all humanity.
If Sun Zhi truly became a lackey of the darkness, he had to be eliminated.
"This is too cruel, you can't do this."
Song Zhenwei, standing by, frowned and picked up a red-hot iron rod from the side, poking Meng Qi with it.
Meng Qi cried out in pain, cold sweat pouring out like a spring.
"Hmm, this is how it should be done."
Song Zhenwei looked at the neatly branded marks on Meng Qi's skin, quite satisfied with his handiwork.
Lu Wukai and the Sixth Commander were speechless. Who was being cruel?
This old fellow was ruthless, specifically targeting Meng Qi's tender buttocks with the hot iron, which was truly perverse.
It had to be said that Meng Qi was spirited. After enduring so much torture, he still refused to confess and would not betray Sun Zhi.
"Meng Qi, why bother? As long as you provide evidence of Sun Zhi colluding with the demon race, I will release you immediately. You know, I have a deep-seated hatred for Sun Zhi, and I have no grievances with you."
Lu Wukai intended to use psychological warfare.
He couldn't understand how, given Sun Zhi's character, Meng Qi could be so loyal.
"Lu Wukai, don't waste your efforts. I will not betray my master."
Meng Qi was incredibly tough, his spirit unyielding, facing death with resolve.
As he spoke, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, a truly heroic sight.
"A true man!"
Song Zhenwei gave a thumbs-up, genuinely praising him, and then said to Lu Wukai, "Such a fierce man, I, Old Song, deeply admire him. Old Lu, you must not harm Brother Meng Qi any further."
Lu Wukai and the Sixth Commander exchanged glances, not understanding Song Zhenwei's intentions.
They didn't believe Song Zhenwei had developed a conscience; this old schemer was heartless, not even blinking an eye while torturing Meng Qi.
Song Zhenwei ignored the bewildered duo and actually took out healing pills and fed them to Meng Qi.
"Heh, playing this game with me, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop? Too amateurish. Do you think I'll fall for it?"
Meng Qi looked as if he saw through everything, sneering, and then unceremoniously ate Song Zhenwei's pills, intending to make him lose out.
"Old Song, your trick isn't working. I think this beast is unwilling to confess. Why not just kill him?"
The Sixth Commander said.
He had always believed that Sun Zhi had designed the scheme to harm the Seventh Commander, and now he wanted to kill Meng Qi for revenge.
Since they couldn't get any useful information, it was better to kill this fellow.
"You've all misunderstood. I'm not as insidious as you think, and this is no scheme. Remember, I am an educator, how could I have any tricks or calculations?"
Song Zhenwei stroked his long beard and said with a serious expression.
Everyone looked at him with suspicion; no one believed his words.
"Brother Meng, since you're not afraid of death, you must have nothing left to lose, right?"
Song Zhenwei said with a smile, then continued, "On the principle of not being wasteful, let me have your body, Old Song."
Seeing Song Zhenwei's cunning smile, Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
However, he wasn't afraid of death, so why fear schemes? He said sternly, "Bring on any wicked tricks you have."
Song Zhenwei wasted no time, bringing over firewood, a grill, and a large pile of spices.
"Are they going to roast him and eat him?"
Lu Wukai asked, smacking his lips.
"Then I'll skin him, bleed him, and clean him up."
The Sixth Commander grabbed Meng Qi by the neck and was about to drag him away for processing.
Meng Qi's face turned green. These people were too wicked; they actually wanted to eat him.
If it was just to be eaten, he wouldn't have yielded.
"Absolutely not, one must understand the principle of sustained effort."
Song Zhenwei stopped him, patiently lecturing.
Ever since he ate Ji Mo's roasted nightingale last time, he had developed a taste for it and had been craving it.
Since Meng Qi was no longer useful, it was perfect to keep him as meat.
Meng Qi was a peak Demon Emperor, top-tier ingredients. He could also be used to please Ji Mo later, so he couldn't be wasted.
"That makes sense. His true form is huge, and the three of us wouldn't be able to finish it. Let's just roast a leg today."
The Sixth Commander immediately took out a large cleaver and was about to chop off one of Meng Qi's legs.
He had eaten his fair share of demonic beasts.
"Your perspective is too narrow."
Song Zhenwei continued to stop him, reminding him, "This is a thousand-year-old demon, Meng. Eating the meat is the inferior option. If you want to eat, eat something better. You look weak, how about eating the kidneys? Don't take them all, just cut off a small piece, then feed him some pills, and after a few days when he recovers, cut again. After all, demons have strong vitality and will grow back quickly."
"Old Song, you're truly something."
Lu Wukai's eyes lit up. So this was Song Zhenwei's wicked plan.
But he liked it very much and felt they should get closer in the future, as they would surely have common topics.
"Old Six, you've switched allegiance to me. I, Old Lu, unlike that scoundrel Sun Zhi, will only treat you as a superficial brother. I won't mistreat you. Later, I'll make you some roasted kidneys to taste and replenish your strength."
Lu Wukai patted the Sixth Commander's shoulder, then cast his gaze towards Meng Qi's groin and said sinisterly, "Of course, there's something even more nourishing. I'll cut it off myself later and roast it for you to eat."
"That's right, that thing is the most nourishing. But we can't cut it off completely at once. It should be like cutting leeks, harvested in batches."
Song Zhenwei smiled perversely, his face full of ill intent.
Lu Wukai's eyes rolled, and he chuckled, "Meng Qi, you've really hit the jackpot. Old Lu has learned many good skills over the years to avoid your pursuit and hide everywhere to make a living. I've not only learned to castrate chickens and pigs, but I've also worked in the imperial palace's eunuch quarters. My skills are superb."
As Lu Wukai reminisced, he didn't forget to comfort Meng Qi, boasting about his exquisite skills, assuring him he wouldn't suffer, and even thoughtfully reminding Meng Qi that he would have to get used to peeing while squatting in the future.
Peeing while squatting?
Meng Qi felt as if struck by lightning, his mind went blank, and he felt the world was collapsing.
What kind of monstrous words were these?
"You are not human, you are devils."
He roared, trembling all over at the thought of his precious parts being cut off and roasted.
He wasn't afraid of death, but he couldn't stand this.
If it were just a single instance, he could endure it, but these three beasts clearly intended to keep him as livestock, cutting him every few days.
The thought was unbearable!
"Devils? Are you talking about yourself? You have defected to the demon race and deserve your fate. We are acting on behalf of heaven and doing a good deed."
Song Zhenwei and the other two felt no psychological burden.
Lackeys of the demon race deserved to be killed by everyone.
"Come on, cut it fresh, roast it fresh, and eat it fresh. It'll definitely taste great."
Lu Wukai chuckled, taking out a pair of large scissors, nearly a meter long, fiddling with them with a "kacha kacha" sound, and walked towards Meng Qi with a sinister grin.