Yun Sangyi's figure appeared before Mo Tianxiao. Her moist, lustrous eyes stared at him, carrying a trace of curiosity.
"Daoist Mo, why did you call me here?"
"Are you really going to compensate me? I only waited for you for a few years, and I didn't lose anything. On the contrary, I obtained quite a few serendipities because of you. There's no need to be so polite."
Although Yun Sangyi said there was no need to be polite, her eyes held a bit of expectation. Could she actually extort a sum from him before leaving? This Daoist Mo was simply too nice, wasn't he?
Or perhaps he treated every girl this well?
"It's not exactly compensation, I just wanted to give Miss Yun a little surprise."
A faint smile appeared on Mo Tianxiao's face, his gaze revealing a hint of playfulness. "Come in and take a look at the surprise I prepared for you. I wonder if you'll like it."
After saying that, Mo Tianxiao walked toward the oversized tree hollow lounge arranged for him by the demon race.
A trace of pleasant surprise surfaced on Yun Sangyi's small face. Driven by intense curiosity, she followed Mo Tianxiao's footsteps and walked inside. "What surprise is so mysterious?"
Once she stepped into the spacious tree hollow, the main door clicked shut behind her.
The light instantly dimmed significantly.
Yun Sangyi suddenly became a little nervous. She stared at Mo Tianxiao's back with a surprised look, her heart filled with apprehension.
What was he going to do? Was it some kind of shameful surprise?
Mo Tianxiao slowly turned around and looked at Yun Sangyi with a smile.
This made Yun Sangyi even more nervous. Recalling everything that had happened between them previously, faint ripples stirred in her heart.
Could it be that one Xiao Yao simply couldn't satisfy him?
"Daoist Mo, w-whatever surprise you have, hurry up and bring it out."
Yun Sangyi stammered, a slight blush of shyness on her face.
Should she agree to his unreasonable demands, or reluctantly accept and then play him in the palm of her hand?
Mo Tianxiao didn't speak. He merely reached out his hand and snapped his fingers with a sharp crack. Instantly, blinding light illuminated the entire tree hollow as two overlapping arrays activated. In just a split second, Yun Sangyi realized something was wrong.
The spiritual energy in her body had been sealed!
In the next instant, Mo Tianxiao's figure flashed to Yun Sangyi's side. His fingers turned into afterimages as he tapped several acupoints on her body, completely sealing her meridians.
In the blink of an eye, Yun Sangyi was reduced from a great cultivator at the late stage of the Primordial Spirit realm to an ordinary person with nothing but brute physical strength.
"Daoist Mo, what is the meaning of this? Is this the surprise you were talking about?"
With her cultivation suddenly sealed, Yun Sangyi's expression changed slightly. Sensing that things were very wrong, her tone became angry. Even if he wanted to do that kind of thing, there was no need to seal her cultivation, right?
Was he afraid she would run away?
However, after sealing Yun Sangyi's cultivation, Mo Tianxiao's expression relaxed. Now he shouldn't have to worry about her suddenly blowing herself up.
Having finally caught a live assassin from the Blood God Palace, he definitely had to properly put her through a defeated-prisoner interrogation process.
"Miss Yun, you are now my prisoner. I ask, you answer. If you give irrelevant answers, there will be punishments."
Mo Tianxiao began pacing around Yun Sangyi, sizing up her proud figure and nodding from time to time.
In Yun Sangyi's eyes, this behavior immediately seemed wretched and perverted. She frowned and tried to persuade him gently, "Daoist Mo, I think this kind of thing needs a process. You can't be so direct."
"What are you babbling about?"
Mo Tianxiao reached out and pinched Yun Sangyi's smooth chin, lifting her head to meet those moist eyes of hers. "Tell me, who placed the bounty on me at the Blood God Palace?"
Hearing this, Yun Sangyi's pupils contracted slightly. Her tone trembled, and her face was filled with disbelief. However, she immediately calmed down and turned her head away. "Daoist Mo, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Smack!!
Just as she tried to play dumb, a sharp pain shot from her pert buttocks, making Yun Sangyi let out a muffled groan. Her facial muscles couldn't help but twitch, and her face instantly turned ashen.
He hadn't held back at all with this slap. Yun Sangyi was certain that this strike had definitely left a huge handprint, and it might even be bleeding.
The burning pain made her realize that her identity had been exposed.
Yun Sangyi gritted her teeth, her expression somewhat unwilling. Her previously delicate and charming tone turned somewhat icy. "When was I exposed?"
She had clearly hidden herself very well along the way. She had even decided not to make a move and was prepared to give up on this mission. Why was she exposed at the very last moment?
Recalling every detail from the time they met until now, she still couldn't figure out where exactly she had given herself away.
Smack!!
Mo Tianxiao didn't respond. He simply delivered another slap.
"I told you to answer my questions, not to ask me questions."
The cold, indifferent voice made Yun Sangyi feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. In this moment, she finally remembered that the man before her had never been some great philanthropist.
The burning pain on both sides made her not dare to treat him as that amicable Daoist friend from before.
"I don't know. I'm just a lowly assassin. I don't have the qualifications to know the employer's information."
Smack!!
"Mmph."
"What are you doing! I already answered your question, why are you still hitting me!"
Yun Sangyi covered her buttocks with both hands and hurriedly took a few steps back. Gritting her silver teeth, she stared at Mo Tianxiao with a face full of shame and anger. A layer of mist actually welled up in her bright, watery eyes.
When had she ever been treated like this?
From childhood to adulthood, she had been the apple of her family's eye. Even after leaving home to gain experience and joining the Blood God Palace on a whim to become an assassin, her journey, while perhaps not entirely smooth sailing, had never subjected her to such humiliation!
Relying on her outstanding appearance, cultivation base, and clever disguises, when had she not played her targets in the palm of her hand? To actually fall into this guy's hands this time, where exactly did things go wrong?
"Sorry about that. The feel was too good, I accidentally did it out of habit."
Mo Tianxiao squeezed his hand, completely unconcerned about her pitiful appearance.
"Are you saying that an eighth-level assassin of the Blood God Palace like you doesn't know the employer's information? I'm warning you, don't lie to me, or I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for a month."
Mo Tianxiao raised his hand and threatened.
Yun Sangyi covered her bottom and leaned against the wall, her gaze vigilant as she said, "I'm not lying to you. I'm just an external assassin who joined the Blood God Palace halfway. I don't have the qualifications to know this information."
"Moreover, most employers wouldn't reveal their identities to begin with. Even the assassins trained by the Blood God Palace since childhood wouldn't possibly know this. I figure only the upper echelons of the Blood God Palace and Saint-level assassins or above have access to the employers' information."
Yun Sangyi quickly spilled everything she knew, terrified that if she spoke too slowly, Mo Tianxiao would give her another slap.
Mo Tianxiao remained silent for a moment before speaking again. "Where is the headquarters of the Blood God Palace?"
Yun Sangyi rolled her eyes, her expression somewhat speechless. "Do you think an external assassin like me would know such news?"
"People in the outside world all guess that the Blood God Palace's headquarters is in the Extreme West. If you want to seek revenge against the Blood God Palace, you can go to the Extreme West and try your luck."
"You don't know this, and you don't know that. What use do I have for you?"
Mo Tianxiao's expression soured. With a vicious glint in his eyes, he marched straight toward Yun Sangyi.
"Y-you, stay back! If you come any closer, I, I, I'll call Xiao Yao!"
"Scream all you want. Even if you scream yourself hoarse, no one is going to save you today."

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