Since ancient times, scholars have been divided into two extremes. One is the literary integrity, with unyielding backbone. The other is those with no backbone, who can do anything to survive.

　　Therefore, scholars are the least likely to betray, and also the most likely to betray.

　　Besides, I haven't forced them to betray yet.

　　Before long, someone couldn't stand it anymore: "Can... can you put out the fire first? I'll tell you everything I know."

　　"Very good!" I raised my hand and shot out two coffin nails, nailing them into the throats of the other two ghosts respectively, before saying, "Those two won't bother you. But I have to remind you, if you dare to lie, I'll burn you with five Dao Soul Fires. Do you understand?"

　　When I released the Soul-Corroding Fire, the ghost didn't look at me, but instead looked at Lao Lin: "Lao Lin, I'm sorry! I really can't stand it... I..."

　　"Too much nonsense!" I raised my hand and stuck two Soul-Corroding Fire talismans on him, and sealed his throat. Only then did I unlock the coffin nails of the other ghost.

　　I said coldly: "I gave him a chance, but he hesitated, so I changed my mind. I hope you are a smart person."

　　The reason I acted at this time was because when I released the Soul Fire, I saw the hatred flashing in the eyes of the other ghost.

　　He was not only hating himself for being one step late, but also hating that person for begging for mercy first.

　　Such people are easier to control, so I temporarily changed people to ask questions. As expected, that person betrayed his companion without hesitation: "What do you want to ask?"

　　"Very good!" I said quickly: "Just tell me, what secrets are hidden here? And why are you imprisoned here?"

　　That person said: "I heard the owner of this place say that this place is called Xiao Huang Quan (Little Underworld), meaning: this is a reduced version of the Yellow Springs Underworld. Ghosts here can be immortal, and even... even can't die even if they want to. Unless the owner of Xiao Huang Quan agrees to let them die."

　　I said in a deep voice: "Who is the owner of this place?"

　　"I only know his name is He Hao Yu." That person said: "He Hao Yu rarely talks to us, but he is very familiar with our curator. They often chat together. I also learned a lot of information from the curator."

　　I said coldly: "I don't need you to explain how valuable you are. Stop talking nonsense, tell me about He Hao Yu's past."

　　That person was so frightened that he shivered, and immediately said: "I heard the curator say that He Hao Yu made a bet with a warlord here a long time ago. The bet was that no one could kill him."

　　"That warlord didn't believe He Hao Yu's words at all, and killed him twice in a row, but he was resurrected twice in the warlord's mansion."

　　"The warlord's advisor said: He Hao Yu might have some kind of illusion magic, and it's not necessarily true immortality. He also came up with an idea, which was to have someone from the executioner family come to behead He Hao Yu."

　　"The warlord told He Hao Yu these words directly, and He Hao Yu agreed without changing his expression, but also proposed to bet his life with that advisor. As long as he didn't die, that advisor would have to die."

　　"After the warlord agreed to his words, he really invited the successor of the executioner family. That person left after cutting off He Hao Yu's head. The warlord brought the body with the severed head into the warlord's mansion according to the original agreement. As a result, He Hao Yu was resurrected in just one day."

　　"After He Hao Yu came back to life, he was regarded as a celestial being by the warlord. Because he felt that He Hao Yu was a god. He could live forever. He Hao Yu also lived in this warlord's mansion."

　　The man looked at my face again after saying this. I nodded and said, "Not bad, continue."

　　The man continued: "He Hao Yu lived in the warlord's mansion for a long time, and gradually controlled the warlord's mansion. In fact, the purpose of his bet with the warlord was to get something in the warlord's mansion."

　　"Although he won the bet, he couldn't take that thing away, so he could only live in the warlord's mansion. This stay lasted for several years."

　　"These years also happened to be the time when the domestic situation was changing rapidly. He also knew that the warlord was not a talented emperor, and would be wiped out sooner or later. He had been trying to hide himself."

　　"After the warlord's mansion was breached, he completely hid himself. It wasn't until this place was converted into an archive and we were sent to compile various historical records that he appeared again."

　　"According to him, he didn't plan to come out at all. It was the curator's talent that moved him, so he controlled the archive again."

　　I interrupted the other party when I heard this and said, "What do you mean by that?"

　　That person said: "Our curator is a scholar who studies ancient writing. He Hao Yu needs someone to help him decipher a piece of ancient writing. He took a fancy to the curator and came out."

　　I said in a deep voice: "Where did that piece of ancient writing come from?"

　　That person shook his head and said: "I don't know. Only our curator has seen the source of that ancient writing. However, I have also seen the curator's notes, and I can probably remember some of them."

　　I waved my hand to interrupt the other party and said, "Wait a minute."