Chapter 268

Chapter 268: The Witch’s Memory

Chen Ansheng looked up and said, “Master, since you have accepted me as your disciple, shouldn’t you… pass down some techniques to your disciple?”

The Snow-Haired Elder pondered.

This fool really believes he can be my disciple?

But then again, this kid has treasures hidden on him, so even if I play him, I should at least put on a show.

“You brat, what’s the rush? If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have prepared techniques for you anyway.”

The Snow-Haired Elder chuckled.

“Thank you, Master. I humbly request you to pass down the techniques.”

Then, the Snow-Haired Elder took out a jade tablet from his storage space and presented it to Chen Ansheng.

“This is an ancient sword technique; take it and comprehend it on your own.”

“Does it contain your interpretations and guidance, Master?”

The Snow-Haired Elder’s expression darkened, and he admonished, “Nonsense! Cultivation is your own affair; how could you covet shortcuts and make use of my understanding?”

Chen Ansheng couldn’t help but curse inwardly. This old fool, speaking so grandly, is truly shameless.

“I have learned my lesson, Master.”

On the surface, Chen Ansheng showed no signs of dissent and accepted the jade tablet.

The Snow-Haired Elder sneered inwardly; this sword technique, created by an ancient sword immortal, has long been incompatible with the current world’s sword laws. No one can cultivate it, and you want me to guide you?

Moreover, forcibly cultivating this sword technique would impact the immortal soul and consume significant mental strength.

Giving this technique to this kid might force him to break through his memory seal.

After putting away the jade tablet, Chen Ansheng’s thoughts shifted, and he tentatively said, “Master, in the future, I’ll inevitably be walking in the palace and may encounter conflicts with others. Please grant me a pass or something similar. If there are tasks to assign, that would be even better; I’m eager to help relieve your burdens.”

“No need.”

The Snow-Haired Elder coldly waved his hand.

“Your current task is to focus on cultivation and strive to awaken your memories as soon as possible. You don’t need to wander around. After you achieve progress, I will naturally have use for you.”

Chen Ansheng cursed inwardly; this old fox is cunning.

He wants to keep me under house arrest—use me while he can and dispose of me afterwards!

However, Chen Ansheng did not dare to defy the Snow-Haired Elder’s arrangements. He could only respectfully withdraw and returned to cultivate in the tower.

“Where can I find a puppet?”

Chen Ansheng felt troubled.

He didn’t dare leave this tower, fearing that the Snow-Haired Elder would discover his treasures and come to seize them.

Being kept under this soft confinement isn’t a solution.

“Oh right, that guy in the black robe is a witch cultivator. Perhaps I can get something useful from him!”

It was only then that Chen Ansheng remembered he still had Gou Mang’s witch soul imprisoned and quickly decided to interrogate him to see if he could obtain any treasures.

Soon, Chen Ansheng sat down, pretending to meditate, while his thoughts entered the magical artifact space.

In the dim space, Gou Mang was bound by a blood-glowing rope.

The rope had countless small spikes of magical power piercing through his witch soul, causing him endless pain, crying out for days.

“Let me go, I know I was wrong, please, just let me go…”

Seeing Chen Ansheng’s Idea Body arrive, Gou Mang clutched at the straw of hope, begging frantically.

“If I had known today, why act like that back then!”

Chen Ansheng stood with his hands behind his back, confidently before Gou Mang.

“As long as you don’t torment me, I’ll do anything for you. I’ll be your servant, please!”

Chen Ansheng sneered.

You weren’t in this position when you were tormenting others with your witchcraft.

However, considering this kid might still be of some use, Chen Ansheng temporarily withdrew the magical spikes; otherwise, he would struggle to speak normally and might even lose his soul.

Feeling a significant relief from the pain, Gou Mang suddenly began to cry and laugh.

“Grandfather, I was wrong; please, have mercy and spare me.”

Only those who have experienced soul torment know how terrifying it is; even if you are an Immortal Sovereign, you would have to bow your head and plead for mercy, let alone a mere witch cultivator.

“Then it will depend on your performance.”

Chen Ansheng said coldly.

“Grandfather, just give me the orders; I promise not to be tormented, I’ll do anything!”

Gou Mang quickly replied.

Chen Ansheng didn’t waste words and directly stated, “I want you to pass all your memories to me.”

Chen Ansheng didn’t know the soul-searching technique, and even if he did, it probably wouldn’t work well on a mysterious witch cultivator like Gou Mang.

As for the master-servant contract? That required the other party to willingly become a servant; right now, he was only scared due to torment. Even if he verbally agreed, the contract wouldn’t take effect.

Thus, Chen Ansheng had to request him to voluntarily share his memories.

“This…”

Gou Mang knew clearly that this kid wanted to seize his memories to cultivate witchcraft.

He hesitated for a moment, and an indescribable pain surged back.

“Ah! I will comply, don’t torment me; I’ll hand over my memories right away…”

Once the pain lessened again, Gou Mang dared not say another word and immediately summoned his soul power, condensing all his memories into a light orb that floated out.

Chen Ansheng had magical artifact defenses, and the immortal soul could also form a defensive wall, so he wasn’t worried about any deceit.

After comprehensively receiving the memory light orb, all of Gou Mang’s memories gradually unfurled in Chen Ansheng’s mind.

“Damn it… so you’re such a scoundrel.”

After sifting through the complex memories, Chen Ansheng finally realized what kind of person Gou Mang truly was.

Young girls, young wives, widows…

The number of women he had harmed was simply incalculable.

The most shameful thing for Chen Ansheng was that this guy had even threatened and seduced his sister-in-law on multiple occasions. He had even engaged in numerous illicit activities with Immortal King Namo’s wife.

Truly unexpected.

You can know a person’s face but not their heart; unlike me, Chen, who stands tall and upright.

These were just minor details; Chen Ansheng didn’t pay much attention. The most crucial part was about the methods of witchcraft cultivation.

“Indeed vast and profound, so marvelous.”

After understanding witchcraft, Chen Ansheng couldn’t help but exclaim.

With a single curse, one could silently kill an enemy; it was simply too delightful.

“Spirit Words Curse, I have now opened the Law Palace; I wonder if I can cultivate it? I need to ask Master about it.”

Chen Ansheng refrained from hastily cultivating for the time being.

Additionally, from Gou Mang’s memories, Chen Ansheng learned that within the Nefarious Dragon Sea, there existed an ancient witch organization that traveled around, shrouded in mystery.

For instance, Gou Mang’s master had once been a member of this ancient witch group, but for unknown reasons, he had been expelled. Later, seeing Gou Mang’s formidable mental strength, he took him as a disciple.

“Witches have a mysterious mental connection; my tormenting this kid must have already been known to his master.”

Chen Ansheng also discovered this point.

But for now, he didn’t care; his master had long since gone missing, and besides, he couldn’t enter Peace City to cause trouble for him.

As for the other aspects of the memories, they were far too numerous and complex. Chen Ansheng prepared to digest them slowly, not in a hurry.

“I have handed over all my memories; please, have mercy…”

“Immortal! Soul! Sword!”

Stab!

A black soul power immortal sword shot out from Chen Ansheng’s forehead.

“Ah, you…”

Boom!

Gou Mang’s witch soul was shattered and instantly turned to smoke.