"Do you take us for fools?"

Qin Yuesheng said, "Believe it or not, it’s up to you. Anyway, I’m offering you a way out. You should understand that with my strength, killing you is as easy as crushing an ant, so I have no need to deceive you with words."

The two looked at each other, and one asked, "Then release the pressure points on our bodies first."

Qin Yuesheng flicked his fingers twice, remotely unraveling the seals on their bodies with Inner Strength.

"What do you want to know, but these matters are of great importance to our sect, and the two of us would rather die than reveal them."

Qin Yuesheng said, "Just tell me about the origins and current situation of the White Lotus Saint Sect and the Yellow Turban Immortal Sect."

Under Qin Yuesheng’s gaze, the two slowly recounted what they deemed permissible to say.

As it turned out, the White Lotus and the Yellow Turban are two long-standing religious forces that originated among the people. The former worships the White Lotus Bodhisattva, while the latter venerates the Celestial Lord.

The Sect Leader of the White Lotus claims to be the seventh disciple of the White Lotus Bodhisattva and once had the fortune of hearing the teachings of the goddess in the South Sea, possessing unmatched and unfathomable power.

The Yellow Turban General claims to be the reincarnation of the Celestial Lord, passing teachings to the people in this life to cultivate merits and regain the position of Celestial Lord.

The activity areas of these two sects cover the entire Jiuzhou, and their move to Jiangnan is merely part of their strategic layout.

This time, among the thirty-six officials rebelling in Jiuzhou, quite a few are backed by these two sects.

Rather than saying that the Great Tang currently faces thirty-six rebels, it would be more accurate to say it’s up against these two mysterious sects with vast and complex roots.

In this way, Qin Yuesheng understood why, despite the many experts within the court, it was impossible to assassinate all thirty-six rebels one by one and extinguish the flames of rebellion directly. It’s likely due to these two sects secretly supporting them, surely dispatching Inner Strength masters to protect the thirty-six rebels daily.

"I didn’t expect the current form of the Jiuzhou to be like this," Qin Yuesheng muttered to himself.

"We have already told you everything we know, can we leave now?" The two had already started to step back cautiously, afraid that Qin Yuesheng might renege on the agreement and suddenly act against them, keeping a close eye on him to escape at the slightest movement.

"Of course, I am always true to my word, but before you leave, you must do one more thing for me," Qin Yuesheng sneered, using the True Skill of Controlling Objects obtained from the White Lotus old demon to control the ’stone statue’ and send it flying towards the two.

"Not good! This person wants to kill us."

The two were startled and immediately turned to flee.

But with the Star-Picking Hand, Qin Yuesheng grabbed them, stopping them from taking another step forward, and in an instant, the stone statue pricked the back of their necks twice.

"Hidden weapon?" The two were startled.

But it was just a brief sting, and nothing more followed.

Watching Qin Yuesheng still sitting cross-legged without any movement, the two couldn’t help but be puzzled. What on earth was this person up to?

In less than the time of three breaths, under the gaze of Qin Yuesheng’s Biluo Eye, purple scales sprouted immediately on the necks of the two, marking the beginning of a mutation.

"Ah! What is this?!"

"I’m like this too, and so are you! It’s that White Lotus demon, he used a Demon Technique on us!"

In the time of one breath their heads, two breaths their shoulders, three breaths their chests, four breaths their waists...

In less than ten breaths, the two were fully covered in scales, anyone would immediately exclaim ’monster’ at the sight.

"Kill him! We’re doomed anyway, let’s fight to the end!"

The two immediately attacked Qin Yuesheng, their claws aiming straight for his head.

Qin Yuesheng didn’t use the Celestial Demon Evil Blade or the Dragon-Slaying Sword. Since this ’Blessing of the Serpent Empress’ is the source of the Snake Armor Army’s power, he naturally wanted to personally test how much the power of these mutated individuals had increased. Using a Divine Soldier to kill instantly would reveal nothing substantive.

Attaching Inner Strength to his fingers, a white aura immediately emanated from Qin Yuesheng’s fingertips, appearing from a distance like a sword.

Swish!

Qin Yuesheng pointed his two fingers directly at the leading person, the sword-like fingers aiming straight for the palm.

Crack!

The sword-like fingers shattered the scales on the person’s palm, exposing the flesh beneath.

"Oh!" Qin Yuesheng was slightly surprised. That seemingly ordinary point could pierce through steel plates instantly.

But against these mutated followers of the Yellow Turban Sect, it only managed to break the scales on his palm.

Such Defense Power is impressive!

If tens of thousands could be transformed into these forms, it would be enough to stabilize the realm and establish a new dynasty.

If hundreds of thousands could be transformed, it seems Qin Yuesheng could march this scaled army from the South to the North Sea.

Just as Qin Yuesheng prepared to strike again, the person suddenly clutched his head in pain, beginning to howl uncontrollably.

Watching the person’s actions, Qin Yuesheng was stunned. What was happening? Could the Blessing of the Serpent Empress have hidden side effects?

The other follower of the Yellow Turban Sect didn’t exhibit any such abnormality. Seeing his companion in such agony, he assumed Qin Yuesheng had done something ruthless, thinking he probably wouldn’t survive today, as Qin Yuesheng wouldn’t spare him. He threw everything into a punch at Qin Yuesheng.

After the mutation, this person’s strength clearly increased significantly. Qin Yuesheng blocked it with his palm, but his whole arm shook slightly, having been slightly moved.

"Impressive strength." Qin Yuesheng grasped the opponent’s fist and, with a powerful throw, knocked him to the ground, restraining him with an arm lock, pressing him firmly onto the deck.

Meanwhile, the follower clutching his head had scarlet eyes, saliva uncontrollably dribbling from his mouth, his four limbs on the ground more like a mad dog than a person.

Both were struck by the stone statue; one remained conscious while the other ended up in this state, immediately making Qin Yuesheng realize the use of the stone statue had side effects.

"Roar!"

Seeing the already maddened follower pounce, Qin Yuesheng, having tested everything he wanted, didn’t bother to entangle further, and with a swipe of the Star-Picking Hand, two surges of Inner Strength enveloped the person, spinning in a Tai Chi manner, grinding them into pieces.

With a wave of Inner Strength, he brushed the fragments into the river, leaving the deck clean with only traces of blood seeping into the cracks.

In the span of a few movements, Qin Yuesheng silently killed a person, causing a wave of despair in the heart of the Yellow Turban follower he held down. He considered biting his tongue to end his life, denying Qin Yuesheng any benefit.

But Qin Yuesheng noticed the movement immediately, sealing all his pressure points again, this time including the mute point.

"You still have a big role to play for me. Don’t be in a rush to die. When this matter is settled, if you wish to die, I’ll personally grant you that wish." Qin Yuesheng said with a smile.