Chapter 124 - 16: A Surprise from Purgatory, the Third Golden Talent_2

Ye Liuyun didn’t feel there was anything wrong with his request at all.

"Uh, well, it’s not impossible!"

Chang Liu hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

In Purgatory, losing a prisoner or two didn’t matter much. The reason for keeping Zhao Feiyi was purely to interrogate him for his saber skills. However, even if they couldn’t extract the information, it didn’t seem to be a big issue.

Thinking this.

Chang Liu gave a signal to those carrying out the execution.

"..."

Although the request seemed quite bizarre.

But those who received Chang Liu’s signal still silently nodded, then simultaneously looked at Zhao Feiyi on the wooden frame.

Zhao Feiyi: ???

Zhao Feiyi was actually quite bewildered.

He thought today would be like usual, where after the execution, he would be sent back to his cell. Surviving even in agony is better than dying. Sometimes, the more a person has killed, the more they value their own life.

"Wait, what are you planning to do? Don’t you want to interrogate my saber skills anymore? They’re top-grade saber skills!"

The only response Zhao Feiyi received was the executioner’s whip.

"Crack!"

This time it was even heavier.

Previously, they were careful, ensuring they didn’t kill Zhao Feiyi, so they used to exercise restraint.

But this time was different; it was clear they were aiming to kill Zhao Feiyi.

Since they were bent on killing him, there were no reservations.

One whip came down, leaving him in a bloody mess.

"Ah!"

He couldn’t help it and screamed out.

"Wa... wait! I..."

"Crack!"

Before he could finish speaking, another whip struck down.

Looking at this, even if Zhao Feiyi agreed to reveal his top-grade saber skills now, it might be too late.

Chang Liu was secretly observing Ye Liuyun.

Seeing Ye Liuyun staring fixatedly at the executed Zhao Feiyi, especially as Zhao Feiyi’s breath became weaker, Ye Liuyun’s expression grew even more radiant.

Hiss!

Initially, he thought it was a cunning guy, but it turned out to be a purely mentally twisted individual.

Who in their right mind would enjoy such things?

Finally.

Zhao Feiyi’s screams didn’t last long and gradually faded.

Seeing several little light spots representing Talent Entries floating out of Zhao Feiyi’s body, Ye Liuyun’s smile grew even wider.

He discreetly absorbed the purple-quality saber skill talent.

At this moment.

Those executing, upon realizing Zhao Feiyi was dead, stopped their whipping.

They turned to look at Chang Liu.

"Sir, the prisoner is dead."

"Mhm!"

Chang Liu merely nodded and then gestured for Zhao Feiyi’s corpse to be disposed of.

Having stayed in Purgatory for a long time, the most common sight was the dead.

No one cared.

Chang Liu turned his gaze to Ye Liuyun beside him.

"Do you have any other requests, sir?"

"Can I ask for more?"

Ye Liuyun was a bit surprised.

He thought he could only make one request. But it seems there’s more.

Actually, Chang Liu really didn’t think Ye Liuyun’s recent request was anything significant; it was merely a trivial task.

Ye Liuyun raised an eyebrow and continued looking at Chang Liu.

"Kill a few more?"

"..."

Quite a character, initially it was just doubt, but now Chang Liu was certain that Ye Liuyun truly had some peculiar hobbies.

Have I stayed too long in Purgatory?

Why have people outside become like this?

Thinking this, Chang Liu still turned his head to look at his subordinates.

"Go and bring a few from the Ding-level prisoners."

"Yes, sir!"

After receiving the order, they turned and left.

"Ding-level?"

Yet upon hearing this term, Ye Liuyun was somewhat curious.

Haven’t heard of prisoner classifications in Purgatory.

"This is the classification we use in Purgatory."

Seeing Ye Liuyun curious about it, Chang Liu explained casually since it wasn’t a secret.

Outsiders didn’t know.

But within Purgatory, there were some rules.

"Based on the value of prisoners, they are divided into four tiers: A, B, C, and D."

The division isn’t by strength, but by the secrets the prisoners know. Some prisoners, even if weak, know certain confidential information.

Like the whereabouts of precious things, their worth could be higher.

But some stronger Martial Artists, if they don’t have value beyond their cultivation technique, would be rated lower.

For example, Zhao Feiyi just now, despite having Postnatal cultivation, was only a C-level prisoner.

Still, that’s only because.

Zhao Feiyi mastered a top-grade saber skill; otherwise, his tier would have been lower.

"I see!"

Upon hearing the explanation, Ye Liuyun nodded in understanding.

Whether D-level or not, Ye Liuyun didn’t care as long as there were Talent Entries.

Soon.

A group of prisoners was brought over, and Ye Liuyun spotted one with a purple-quality Talent Entry.

"Hammer Skill Talent (Purple)!"

No matter what, purple-quality is considered high-grade.

There were also several blue-quality talents, mostly related to weapons, but it didn’t matter. Having something is better than nothing.

"Begin!"

Ye Liuyun said with a broad smile.

Couldn’t wait, huh.

Beside him, Chang Liu seemed to have accepted Ye Liuyun’s peculiar hobby, saying nothing but nodding to his subordinates.

After all, these were only D-level prisoners.