My Sexy Female CEO

Chapter 1934 393: Moving to Qianning Palace

Unable to use Cultivation Power, there was no way to resist the pressure of the thumb screw.

After the ten fingers were placed inside, the Royal Palace Guard began pulling with force.

In an instant, these black-clad men let out cries of agony, with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

After letting these black-clad men feel some pain, the Emperor of Tianmeng Country interrogated again, "Who sent you here?"

"Even if you beat us to death, we will never tell."

The mouths of these black-clad men were sealed tight; they refused to divulge even a hint of information.

Seeing this, the Emperor of Tianmeng Country had no choice but to let them taste the experience of having their fingers broken like ordinary people.

So he ordered, "Pull with all your might for me!"

"Yes!"

The next moment, the Royal Palace Guard pulled hard, and in an instant, the fingers of these black-clad men snapped.

This Heart-Piercing Bone Penetration is chilling to the core, making one tremble with pain.

Several black-clad men with blocked meridians almost fainted from the pain.

Fortunately, frequent training had strengthened them, or they would not have withstood it.

"The subsequent punishments will be even more painful, will you confess?" the Emperor of Tianmeng Country asked.

"We've said it, even if you kill us, we will not speak." The black-clad men replied with resilience.

"Fine! Someone, turn them into porcupines,"

The Royal Palace Guard immediately took out needles capable of easily piercing through weapons.

Rather than needles, they were more like iron spikes, as thick as nails; thus, this penalty was not ordinary needle-pricking.

Seeing the needle as thick as a little finger, the black-clad men shivered, deeply apprehensive.

Once the needle pricked them, they would howl in agony for a long time.

"What should we do? What should we do?"

Within them, some began to waver in their belief.

Because they were convinced this was just an appetizer, more pain awaited afterward.

Endure a little longer, perhaps the other side would tire of them and grant them death.

"Zzz!"

The sharp sound of something piercing flesh rang out, crisp and piercing.

The black-clad men howled in waves of anguish, feeling unbearable.

This was the most painful penalty they had ever endured in their lives; it made life intolerable.

Within minutes, the black-clad men became porcupines, drenched in blood, an appalling sight.

Lin Yifan was in utter shock, witnessing the ten brutal tortures of Tianmeng Country; they were too cruel, and he dared not provoke such things.

The Emperor of Tianmeng Country, with a heart of stone, observed the state of the black-clad men, as if appreciating a masterpiece he'd completed, nodding slightly.

"Still want to remain stubborn?"

"Keep it coming, whatever punishment is the most painful, bring it on." The leader of the black-clad men spoke with hardened resolve, refusing to yield to the Emperor of Tianmeng Country.

However, the other black-clad men were different.

They hung their heads, not speaking a word, seemingly with plans of their own.

The Emperor of Tianmeng Country noticed the remaining black-clad men were uneasy and hesitant, seemingly about to relent, so he continued to order, "Flay their skins and scrape their bones!"

"Yes!"

The Royal Palace Guard immediately brought out the tools for skinning and bone scraping and began this punishment on the black-clad men.

Seeing the tools sharp enough to easily peel off skin, the black-clad men grew even more terrified.

With one slash, a layer of skin would definitely be gone.

They did not have many layers of skin, only one, so their convictions further wavered.

When the implements touched their bodies, several among them, lacking courage, immediately compromised.

"Your Majesty! I'll tell! I'll tell!"

"If you dare reveal a word, your whole family will be buried along with you!" sneered the leader of the black-clad men, as he tried to intimidate the traitors who defied the organization's beliefs.

But even the largest organization could not surpass a Dynasty, so the few black-clad men who relented asked, "Your Majesty, can you protect our family?"

"As long as you speak, I guarantee in Tianmeng Country, no one can harm a hair on your family's heads," the Emperor of Tianmeng Country promised earnestly.

With this assurance, the black-clad men gained confidence and answered, "We were sent by the Empress to assassinate this noble guest of the Imperial Palace."

"The Empress, it really is her? Why would she do this? Is a marriage of hundreds of years not worth more than the Crown Prince's position?"

The Emperor of Tianmeng Country, tears streaming down his face, was overwhelmed with grief and anger.

He had suspected this outcome, but he was unwilling to believe it.

Now with irrefutable evidence, he could not deceive himself any longer.

Lin Yifan had long wanted to inform the Emperor of Tianmeng Country of the answer, but the latter was deceiving himself, so what use was it to speak? Hence, he stayed back and let things take their course.

Now, regardless of whether the Emperor of Tianmeng Country believed it, it no longer mattered, for the evidence was undeniable, and he could not deceive himself.

After mourning for a while, the Emperor of Tianmeng Country snapped out of his sorrow.

His gaze sharpened, casting two frigid beams of light, as his heart turned cold.

He would not easily forgive those who challenged his authority, because he was the Son of Heaven, the ruler of a kingdom, and no one could offend him.

He then proceeded to Qianning Palace, prepared to reckon with this venomous woman, the Empress.

What he promised the black-clad men, he would not go back on his word, yet for those who wished for death, he would grant their wish.

Thus, several of the stubborn black-clad men were stabbed to death with a sword.

In their final moments, they glared viciously at the traitors, cursing venomously: "You will regret this; those who betray the organization's beliefs will die miserably!"

The black-clad men were shaken internally, yet as long as they moved to live under the Emperor's protection, what could the organization do against them?

Moreover, the organization's mastermind was the Empress herself; once something happened to her, the organization would disband in due time.

This would not be able to harm them; why should they fear?

The ten fingers had fallen to the ground, but timely sewing could reattach them.

Hence, they all used Cultivation Power to stop the bleeding and sought help from the Royal Palace Guard.

The Royal Palace Guard pitied them, crouched down, picked up the fingers, and said, "If you knew this would happen, why do it in the first place?"

"Who knew you would torture us like this?"

The black-clad men were still traumatized, never wishing to endure such punishment again.

"Do you think being a valuable prisoner makes it easy to die? Use your brain," the Royal Palace Guard retorted.

The black-clad men had an epiphany; this was a valuable lesson in life. When not prepared to die, surrender and compromise earlier; do not engage in futile resistance.

...

Lin Yifan followed the Emperor, stepping into Qianning Palace to witness this palace drama.

The Empress was not asleep, as she awaited news from the assassins.

Upon hearing commotion outside the palace and seeing the lights blazing, she felt uneasy.

The assassins would not come to see her with such fanfare, so she sensed impending doom.

To be cautious, she immediately got on the bed, lay down, and feigned indifference.

Upon seeing the Emperor, the eunuchs and maids of Qianning Palace were about to salute but were stopped by the Emperor.