Chapter 204 Crushed
Wang Er's heart was beating violently, and his intuition told him that if the barbarian demon drank the person in the bell, he would end up like the person in the bell!
He didn't dare to take action because he couldn't defeat the demon in front of him!
He had seen it many times, the barbarian demon used the iron pestle in his hand to smash the people in the bell into mud. Every time the iron pestle moved, someone would scream.

He was even invited by the Barbarian Demon to see what was going on inside his bell.

He stood on a high place and looked inside the bell. The people inside didn't know what was going to happen at first and they were at a loss.

Then the barbarian demon's iron pestle fell down, and the people who landed in the middle of the bell were extremely unlucky. Some part of their body was hit by the iron pestle. Even the hardest bones in their bodies were easily smashed like tofu and stuck to the cold wall of the bell.

Those who were lucky enough to see the tragedy screamed and crawled desperately around.

But it was no use, the bell was extremely smooth, and those people could only step on others to barely avoid the iron pestle.

Then the people they stepped on were slowly crushed into mud. The luckier ones had no support and could only slide down to the point where they had become minced meat. Under the rapid rise and fall of the iron pestle, they became part of it.

Wang Er had seen all of this, and he looked at the iron pestle that was about to fall, as if he would be the next one!
Accustomed to life and death, he began to tremble all over.

The iron pestle fell!
Wang Er's heart ached.

The imagined scream did not come.

Zhang Tie reached out and grabbed the iron pestle of the barbarian demon. His hand gently supported the thicker end of the pestle. The pestle, which usually seemed like a meteor falling to the ground, seemed to be stuck and could not move at all.

The barbarian demon let go of the iron pestle, and was startled by the sudden appearance of Zhang Tie. He looked at Zhang Tie in doubt.

Zhang Tie threw away the iron pestle in his hand and looked at the bell next to him.

Everyone inside was still alive. Some of them looked up and saw sunlight shining into the bell. A figure with an unclear face looked at them.

Zhang Tie grabbed the edge of the bell, pulled it out of the ground, and laid it down to make it easier for the person inside to climb out.

After finishing everything, Zhang Tie walked towards the barbarian demon.

The barbarian demon retreated quickly. He could feel that he could never beat the person in front of him!

Who is he! The barbarian demon has been walking in this stronghold for ten years, and has never seen a monk who can make him howl instinctively!
The barbarian demon took a few steps back, and feeling that he had nowhere to retreat, he fought desperately!
Zhang Tie didn't care. The strength of this barbarian demon was only at the foundation-building stage. There was really no challenge for him to attack this barbarian demon.

With just one grab, Zhang Tie took off the head of the barbarian demon.

The huge body of the barbarian demon was still running forward after losing its head, but it only ran a few steps before losing its ability to move and falling to the ground. The blood that flowed out spread in all directions, dyeing the ground red.

Zhang Tie threw away the barbarian demon's head and looked at Wang Er.

Wang Er's body was shaking unconsciously. Zhang Tie walked up to him and asked, "Did you sell these people to the Barbarian Demon?"

Wang Er opened his mouth halfway, his mind was blank. Before he could come to his senses, the extremely powerful demon, the deadly threat, was easily killed by the person in front of him.

Zhang Tie asked again.

Wang Er finally came to his senses. He asked tentatively, "What do you mean by selling it to the barbarians?"

Zhang Tie didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with Wang Er. Wang Er was a shrewd businessman and his ability to speak was much better than Zhang Tie's.

So he grabbed Wang Er by the scruff of the neck and carried him to the side of the bell.

Everyone in the bell ran out. Zhang Tie grabbed the bell with one hand, put it back into the pit, and shook it to make sure the bell would not move around.

Then he grabbed Wang Er and threw him into the bell. He glanced around, picked up the iron pestle, and pointed the thick end at the bell. "Tell me everything you know."

Zhang Tie looked down at Wang Er.

"Who are you? I'm the mayor here. This town is protected by the camp outside! Don't act rashly, or the commander outside will not let you go!"

"The commander outside is a Jindan cultivator! He is my biological brother!"

Hearing this, Zhang Tie's eyes turned cold. The leader outside was also called Wang Er. Regardless of whether they were real brothers or not, if so, it meant that this person was participating in the offerings or making a profit from it.

If not, he was trying to fool Zhang Tie, and Zhang Tie could only regard him as the culprit.

The iron pestle in Zhang Tie's hand fell, and Wang Er inside the bell turned pale, "Why!"

Wang Er's right foot was smashed to pieces.

Zhang Tie didn't use much effort. He wanted to know the whole story of the offering, so he couldn't just kill Wang Er.

Screams and wails came out of the bell, and the sound emitted from Wang Er's thin body was far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Before Zhang Tie could strike again, Wang Er had already collapsed, tears and snot on his face. "I made these people into mining slaves for a random reason. They are all people with spiritual talent in this town!"

"It's been ten years since the offerings were made. I've been collecting the money to give to the barbarian demons all these years."

"There are only a few hundred every year, and a few thousand in ten years. There are only tens of thousands of people in the town, and you picked only the young and strong and the talented cultivators. How is that possible!"

Wang Er groaned a few times and replied, "Actually, it's not always the young and strong. Usually, it's the old and weak. Because the Bell Barbarian Demon always squeezes the juice, it doesn't matter whether they are old or weak."

"This time I captured all the young and strong men for my own sake, and they all have talent for cultivation!"

At this point, Wang Er's tone quickened, "By the way, I'm doing this all for the Demon Devouring Technique. The Barbarian Demon promised me that as long as I find him young and strong men, he'll give me some of his blood and essence!"

"My body is already broken, and I don't have many years left to live, so I want to try the blood essence of these hundreds of people to see if it can extend my lifespan!"

"If you are interested, you can try it!"

"The Demon Devouring Technique can really increase your lifespan!"

Wang Er thought that no one could say no to immortality, and as long as he still had value, this person would not kill him!
"As long as you let me go, I can help you find enough blood essence!"

"I found these people in a hurry, and they are not the best ones. If you give me some time, I can help you find better ones!"

Wang Er became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had forgotten his own pain!

"When the time comes and you enjoy an endless life, just give me a little bit of your soup!"

Zhang Tie had a blank expression on his face: “So if I let you go, will you help me find more people to squeeze juice from?”
Wang Er didn't notice anything wrong in Zhang Tie's tone. He thought Zhang Tie had taken the bait and continued speaking.

Juicing is a crude method used by the barbarian demon. He squeezes the juice for the convenience of taking it out. If it were me, I would refine them into pills to ensure that there would not be any waste!

(End of this chapter)