Chapter 962: Chapter 962

"Isn’t it your two bastards’ faulty intelligence that almost got me killed."

Chen Cang shouted angrily.

"Sect Master, let’s run!" Yao Buji, realizing the situation, pulled Liu Bi and was ready to escape.

"Leaving won’t be that easy. Disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect, capture these two traitors for me."

Qin Aotian snorted coldly, unleashing his aura to lock onto Liu Bi and Yao Buji.

Qin Haitao and Qin Haitian immediately led people towards Liu Bi and Yao Buji.

Liu Bi wanted to resist and escape, but feeling Qin Aotian’s cold aura, he dared not move, knowing that with Qin Aotian’s current strength, killing him would be as easy as lifting a finger.

In the end, Liu Bi and Yao Buji didn’t even put up a fight and were captured alive by the Qin family brothers.

"Damn it, how did I end up with such useless underlings."

Seeing Liu Bi and Yao Buji subdued, Chen Cang closed his eyes in despair. As long as those two could escape and relay the situation to Xin Badao and Chu Batian, those two Masters would surely come to rescue them.

By then, the two Seven-star Martial Masters using poison could completely crush Qin Aotian, but now that Liu Bi and Yao Buji were also captured, none of them would likely meet a good end, and no one would know even if they were slaughtered.

Qin Aotian did not immediately kill Chen Cang but instead locked him up.

"Dad, why don’t you just kill these three bastards."

Qin Haitao, who had been beaten up, asked Qin Aotian with an ugly expression outside the cell.

Back in school, he could always trample on Chen Cang, but he didn’t expect Chen Cang to become so strong that he couldn’t face him directly now. This contrast made him very unhappy, so he really wanted to kill Chen Cang.

"They’re more valuable alive than dead."

Qin Aotian squinted his eyes, explaining, "Especially that Chen Cang. I’m sure the cultivation technique he’s practicing is an upgraded version of the Chrysanthemum Treasure Book. If we can make him hand over the cultivation technique, our cultivation speed might increase again, and maybe we can even become real men again."

The Qin brothers immediately looked at Qin Aotian with eager anticipation.

The Chrysanthemum Treasure Book the Qin family trio practiced was also a remnant copy, but unlike the Yin Yang Holy Method practiced by Chen Cang, the Chrysanthemum Treasure Book only changes a person’s gender without altering their mind.

In other words, the bodies of the Qin family trio had already shown female characteristics, such as white skin, development of breasts, and disappearance of beards... but in their minds, they still thought like men, strongly rejecting the idea of becoming women.

Meanwhile, the Yin Yang Holy Method practiced by Chen Cang, having undergone transformations by Tang Ming, resulted in opposite changes to the Qin family trio, with no significant physical changes, but their minds becoming infinitely closer to a woman’s, willing and expecting to become one.

Of course, Chen Cang’s body would eventually change during cultivation, but the process wouldn’t be as rapid as with the Qin family trio.

Simply put, the Chrysanthemum Treasure Book’s peculiarity lies in maximizing cultivation improvement by feminizing the practitioner’s body, while the Yin Yang Holy Method enhances cultivation by altering the practitioner’s psychological orientation.

Now that Qin Aotian saw Chen Cang practicing a technique similar to the Chrysanthemum Treasure Book, but without physical changes, coupled with the frightening cultivation speed, he became intrigued by Chen Cang’s cultivation technique.

"I’m not sure if it’s true, but we can give it a try."

Qin Aotian pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "And besides, Chen Cang is a close friend of Tang Ming. Now that he’s fallen into our hands, we can leverage this to extort significant benefits from Tang Ming—I bet he wouldn’t dare refuse."

"So that’s it, Father truly is brilliant."

The Qin brothers realized and nodded repeatedly.

"Until Liu Bi reveals how to contact the Hidden Sect, he mustn’t die."

Qin Aotian looked again toward the cell of Liu Bi and Yao Buji, "As for that old man, his cultivation is low, living or dead doesn’t matter much, just let him accompany Liu Bi’s loyal old ministers in the cell."

"We’ll follow your arrangements, Father."

Naturally, the Qin brothers had no objections.

"I’ll question Chen Cang right now." Qin Aotian strode into the cell where Chen Cang was held.

"What, what do you want to do?"

Chen Cang curled up in the corner of the cell, hugging his chest, nervously watching Qin Aotian: "I’d rather die than yield, don’t think you can do anything to me!"

"You freak, what are you thinking?"

Seeing Chen Cang looking like a girl afraid of being assaulted, Qin Aotian felt a wave of nausea.

"Oh right, your whole family is a bunch of eunuchs, even if you covet my beauty, you can’t do anything to me, so I’m relieved."

Chen Cang exhaled a long sigh of relief.

"Nonsense, you also practiced the Chrysanthemum Treasure Book and turned yourself into this androgynous mess, and yet you’re mocking us?"

Qin Aotian was instantly furious, sneering coldly, "To practice Divine Skill, one must first castrate themselves. Do you dare say you haven’t?"

Chen Cang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Yeah, why didn’t I think of castrating myself? As long as I get rid of that thing, I could fully become a woman, why didn’t I think of that?"

Hearing this, Qin Aotian nearly spat blood from anger. He and his sons were racking their brains trying to become men again, yet this bastard right here actually wanted to castrate himself to stop being a man—it was infuriating.

"What do you mean? Let me tell you, I wasn’t practicing some bullshit Chrysanthemum Treasure Book; I was practicing the Poison Sect’s secret manual, the Yin Yang Holy Method."

Chen Cang didn’t hide it, boasting proudly.

"Yin Yang Holy Method?"

Qin Aotian was bewildered and shook his head, reaching out his hand, "Then hand over the Yin Yang Holy Method, and I can spare you from suffering, otherwise I’ll make you wish you were dead."

"Huh, we’re all martial artists, who are you trying to scare?"

Chen Cang sneered disdainfully, "If you have the ability, bring it on."

"You think I won’t dare?"

Qin Aotian squinted his eyes, his tone turning cold.

"Whether you dare or not is your business, but whether I’m scared or not is mine."

Chen Cang indifferently looked at Qin Aotian, sighing, "Honestly, I’ve already escaped death countless times, being alive now is a bonus."

"Chen Cang, you’d better cooperate, otherwise I’ll scar your face."

Seeing Chen Cang unwilling to cooperate, Qin Aotian rushed inside, threatening viciously.

Chen Cang screamed and quickly pulled out a pile of A4 papers from his clothes, "This is the Yin Yang Holy Method I practiced. If you want it, take it, just don’t scar my face."

Seeing Chen Cang submit so easily, Qin Aotian’s mouth twitched.