But it was no different from being alive.
I have a task for you.
Peel off his skin completely and make it into jelly. Let him eat it bite by bite. Also, find a piece of black dog skin for him to wear, attach a tail, and lock him in a cage. I won’t allow him to die; he simply cannot die! Zuo Ci smiled as he looked at the man.
The man swallowed hard.
This is Ren Zhi!
The Black Cripple forced a bitter smile: Doing this will attract the attention of the Thirteenth Division, won’t it?
What does keeping a pet dog have to do with the Thirteenth Division? Zuo Ci asked, puzzled.
The Black Cripple hesitated to speak.
He didn’t dare to utter the words “cruel and inhumane.”
What’s your name? Zuo Ci asked the man.
I have no name!
The man shook his head: After being tormented during these days of ascension, I’ve forgotten my own identity!
Then from now on, you will share my surname!
Zuo Ci laughed: My name is Zuo Ci; you shall be called Zuo Bei! Compassion is key!
Good, Immortal! The man prostrated himself in gratitude.
Just call me sir from now on! Zuo Ci waved his hand dismissively.
In front of that Lao Shi, he asked: Does this Old Guy have any relatives, like sons or anything?
The old man suddenly looked panicked.
He has two sons! Zuo Bei sneered.
Find them and, in front of him, slowly execute them one by one; cut off their flesh and feed it to him! Zuo Ci said expressionlessly.
Zuo Bei’s body trembled suddenly.
Mr. Zuo, what a ruthless method!
The Black Cripple felt like he was about to vomit.
This Cao Juan Ren truly lives up to his reputation. And if the son’s flesh runs out, we’ll use the flesh of his other relatives to continue feeding him. Then save the bones for me; my bone smoke is running low, and I could use a change of flavor!
Zuo Ci snapped the iron cage's chains and released his uncle, Aunt.
"Zuo Ci, your Aunt has been driven mad by these beasts!" The middle-aged man cried, tears streaming down his face.
"Don't worry, not a single one will escape!" Zuo Ci nodded confidently.
After calling in Black Cripple to settle his Uncle Aunt, he turned to look at Huang Yimeng, whose body was covered in scars.
"You shouldn't follow me," Zuo Ci sighed.
Huang Yimeng's gaze was vacant. Yet, she suddenly wrapped her arms around Zuo Ci's neck, breathing heavily as if startled like a rabbit.
Zuo Ci was taken aback.
This feeling was strange.
"If you don't want to, then just stay behind me from now on," Zuo Ci said, his eyes softening.
Huang Yimeng nodded.
It seemed she knew nothing at all. Yet, it also felt like she understood everything.
At the corner across from Yin Yang Building, some individuals dressed in black uniforms were hiding.
"Sheng Xian Zhu, are we supposed to take them?" a young man swallowed hard.
"Of course!" an older man puffing on a pipe rolled his eyes.
"Then what do we need people for?" the young man asked dryly.
"Need people?" The older man chuckled derisively. "What are we going to take? Your life?"
"Aren't we part of the Thirteenth Division?" The young man seemed confused.
"Exactly!" The older man exhaled a puff of smoke and laughed. "We are the Thirteenth Division's inspectors; you're an intern and I'm a senior. So what?"
"Our duty is to eliminate demons and protect the world, right?" The young man sounded somewhat excited.
"Eliminate demons?" The older man sighed. "Before you, my last intern said the same thing. Guess what happened to him?"
"What happened?" The young man's face turned pale.
"He's probably six feet under by now," the older man said with a bitter smile.
"What about these evil spirits? Doesn't the Chief Inspector of the Thirteenth Division take care of them?" the young man asked indignantly.
"Take care of them?" The older man sneered. "With what? Just a few days ago, two Special Inspectors from the Execution Team thought the same thing. One ended up insane and the other crippled. You know how powerful the Special Class is, right?"
"The Special Class?"
The young man displayed a look of yearning.
Is this really the case? The young man was puzzled.
As you can see!
The elder sighed deeply: "Zuo Ci, known in the martial world as Cao Juan Ren, may have emerged relatively late and is still quite young, but the things he has done are truly astonishing.
In his first act, he took down an entire ward of patients at the Mad House, along with the staff who worked there, using their flesh to cultivate the Seven Nightmares Body.
In his second act, he skinned Liu Xian and made a lantern from the human skin, hanging it at the entrance of Liu Xiandi's horse hall.
His third act involved severing Huang Lao's limbs and using them to create Ren Zhi.
Perhaps thinking Ren Zhi was unappealing, he then decapitated them and constructed a Jing Guan from their heads.
He ranks fourth on the Dark List, with a bounty of five hundred million! If you're short on cash lately, you might want to consider it.
Let me calculate... Oh, this should be his fourth act, where he turned Sheng Xian Zhu into Ren Zhi; he might even make it into a guard dog!
It's truly atrocious; he's simply a terrifying figure within the Mystical Circle!" The young man expressed his disgust.
I forgot to mention! The elder continued in a low voice: "Although Cao Juan Ren's methods are eccentric, he never indiscriminately kills innocents. Each time he acts, he does so with justification; even the Thirteenth Division has no way to handle him!"
So what do we do now? The young man asked helplessly.
We watch the show! The elder tapped his pipe. Sheng Xian Zhu transformed into a guard dog for the Circus, and he didn't even charge admission. I think Cao Juan Ren is just doing his job without any issues.
Master, how can you empathize with such unorthodox methods? The young man was astonished.
This Sheng Xian Old Bastard truly deserves to die! The elder's expression darkened: "Back then, we in the Thirteenth Division had an informant placed inside to gather intelligence but were discovered by him. After revealing his identity, that Old Bastard still turned him into a Meat Bone Pill."
Do you know what a Meat Bone Pill is? It's when a living person's flesh and bones are ground down inch by inch until their entire body is reduced to a slurry of meat. During the process, the person must remain physically active. In the end, he consumed the Meat Bone Pill right in front of me!
That informant was your son! The elder sighed heavily: "Years ago, I was also part of the Execution Team's Special Class. Because I had killed many of those ascended beings over the years, I was classified as an uncontrollable personnel by the Chief Inspector. That's why I was reassigned to an investigation team to handle intelligence work."
The young man instantly fell silent. He gazed at Zuo Ci's retreating figure.
Suddenly, the young man felt that this left side didn’t seem so detestable anymore.
“How should I write this?” he pondered.
The old man chuckled, “What else can I say? Just mention that the Old Guy likes it; he’s a bit of a lunatic.”
Now, he was serving as a watchdog for the owner of the Yin Yang Building. The danger level was approaching zero. With the collapse of the ascension, there was no longer any need for surveillance!
“Will they believe this outcome?” the young man smiled bitterly.
“Whether they believe it or not, let them investigate it themselves at the Yin Yang Building!” The old man chuckled again.
After all, this old body of mine can’t withstand such turmoil; the investigation team is responsible for intelligence transmission. The capture work is the specialty of the Execution Team. As an office worker, why would I compete for credit with those elites?
That night, terrifying screams echoed from the Yin Yang Building, continuing until dawn.
The next day, there was a dog cage outside the Yin Yang Building, along with a constantly weeping, hunchbacked old dog. In front of it lay neatly arranged slices of meat, cut evenly with fine textures; the ingredients seemed to be of good quality and fresh. The surface of the meat still twitched slightly, steaming hot.
To ensure that the watchdog could eat better, Zuo Ci had thoughtfully provided it with a bowl of bright red soup.
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