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The old man tied to the pillar glanced at the pill in Xiong Gao's hand, momentarily stunned before bursting into laughter, his voice muffled but still audible through the gag in his mouth.

"Young friend, do you understand what the Body Integration Realm is?"

"Do you know what one must endure to reach the Body Integration Realm? I've traversed through mountains of blades and seas of fire. I've wandered between life and death countless times. Do you think I'd fear this?"

"It's just pulling out fingernails, inserting needles between the fingers."

"Come now, call me Grandpa, and I'll acknowledge you as my grandson!"

The old man's eyes were filled with mockery and contempt as he sized up Xiong Gao. As someone in the Body Integration Realm, he possessed his own pride. These so-called tortures were nothing new to him; he had faced them countless times in his life.

Anyone who managed to cultivate to the Body Integration Realm not only had numerous opportunities but must have endured much hardship.

...

"Hmm hmm."

Xiong Gao nodded in agreement, then rolled up his sleeves, pulled a dagger from his chest, and made a small cut on the old man's thigh, into which he inserted the pill. The pill dissolved upon contact with blood, quickly spreading its effect throughout the old man's body.

Tenfold sensitivity enhancement.

This applied to the perception of pain and other senses alike.

A cultivator's sensitivity is already far greater than that of ordinary people; this enhancement amplified it even further.

Following this,

Xiong Gao stood up, took a deep breath, and said, "Alright, let's start right off with Fourth-grade torture devices. You seem like a tough nut to crack."

"This is my latest research, the Fourth-grade torture device 'Hundred Flavors Bull.'

Having said that,

Xiong Gao wasted no time, moving forward and demonstrating his knife skills as if carving patterns on a loin, creating numerous incisions on the old man's body. Under the tenfold increase in pain sensitivity, it was clear to see the old man's body tense up, biting down on the gag as his pupils dilated sharply.

Clearly uncomfortable.

A few moments later,

After he finished carving, Xiong Gao pulled out chili water, salt, and other substances from his chest, hastily sprinkled them over, and then gently rubbed them in before standing back, looking eagerly at the old man's reaction.

However,

The old man's chest heaved, and his eyes filled with blood as his face contorted in pain. He appeared to be in extreme agony, but after a few moments, he burst out laughing again, "Exhilarating, oh, exhilarating!"

"Thanks, grandson, for cleaning up grandpa. It's been three thousand years, hahaha!!!"

"..."

Xiong Gao, standing expressionless, glanced at the maid who was bowing her head behind him, suddenly feeling somewhat embarrassed, and promptly pulled out another treasure from a nearby box.

"Try this, Fifth-grade torture device 'Bone and flesh separation.'"

With that,

Xiong Gao held a cleaver and walked behind the old man, starting from the spine and slowly slicing the skin on his back into two halves. As the old man roared in pain, Xiong Gao carefully separated the skin and muscle with the knife, peeling off the entire skin like butterfly wings.

The bloodiness was such that even the maid standing behind him, despite keeping her head down, trembled slightly.

Yet, this old man was truly tough, continuously roaring in pleasure amidst severe pain.

...

A few moments later,

Xiong Gao, holding a not entirely intact human skin, stood before the gruesomely exposed old man and frowned, "How much does your master pay you? Why so resilient?"

"Hehe."

The old man, already somewhat breathless, grinned at Xiong Gao and started laughing, "Continue, you beast. See if your grandpa confesses today. I've lived long enough and had my fill!"

"Fine."

Xiong Gao expressionlessly nodded, then took out a booklet from the box, "Then let's go straight to the harsh stuff."

"Seventh-grade torture device 'Complete Set,' comprising multiple techniques including slow slicing, boiling, castration, amputation, clubbing, spine breaking, and live burial—a mixed bag of sorts. If you survive this one, we'll try an Eighth Grade device."

"Xing Dou!"

"Come here and apply the medicine!"

Even though his Cultivation was sealed, as a Body Integration Realm cultivator, his physical constitution was much stronger than ordinary people; otherwise, a normal person would have died long ago from such torture.

Still, it was better to apply some medicine to avoid death.

...

Thousands of moments later,

The old man was now mostly buried in the soil, a thick wooden stick pierced directly through his mouth, his head, devoid of spinal support, hanging limply on his shoulders, his skin completely removed, and the surrounding soil was still drenched in chili water, with the air carrying the smell of cooked meat.

And the old man's mouth still held a piece of cooked meat adorned with the standard knife patterns, clearly the product of the Fourth Grade torture demonstration.

"Wait... wait..."

The old man, eyes wide with fear and looking towards Xiong Gao who was preparing an Eighth Grade torture device not far away, for the first time in his life felt overwhelming terror, his voice trembling: "I confess, had the others confessed?"

"Others?"

Xiong Gao stood up and shook his head, "I haven't asked others yet. I'll ask them after you."

"Not asked?"

The old man's eyes flashed with disbelief, growing somewhat hysterical, "You haven't tortured them? All the attention on me? Why!"

"You're tougher, so I start with the hard ones first."

"I..."

The old man's voice was now weak, despair in his eyes as he spit out the piece of cooked meat and murmured, "I confess, I don't ask for anything else, just give me a quick death."