CMWKSD -Chapter 214 The Wool Comes from the Sheep Itself

Ugh—

Those with weaker stomachs were already retching the moment they saw Jiu Yue holding the iron skewer up to Chen Anmu’s mouth.

Chen Anmu was bound to a wooden stake. Seeing Jiu Yue closing in, he desperately tried to crane his head backward.

The weather was cold; his blood had already begun to congeal into clots, yet with every tremor, fresh blood still trickled down.

Jiu Yue clicked her tongue. “Don’t move. The more blood you lose, the faster you’ll die. It’s been a long time since I last sliced someone a thousand cuts without killing them. With your build, getting a thousand slices out of you shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Ahhhhhh!!!” Chen Anmu screamed.

With a light flick of her surgical knife, Jiu Yue picked up a slice of meat from the iron skewer and sent it straight into Chen Anmu’s mouth.

Chen Anmu wasn’t on guard at all.

That slice of meat, still carrying the aroma of roasted flesh, slid directly down his throat.

Then came a chorus of retching.

Jiu Yue laughed, cheerfully lifting another piece of meat from the skewer with her knife and holding it to Chen Anmu’s lips. Her eyes were filled with an indistinct, sinister ferocity.

“Eat.”

The moment Chen Anmu opened his mouth, he started gagging violently.

But Jiu Yue didn’t let him off.

She casually tossed the iron skewer to Eagle One. “The wool comes from the sheep itself. This is Magistrate Chen’s own flesh—we can’t let anyone else take advantage of it.”

As she spoke, Jiu Yue began slicing flesh from Chen Anmu again. Slice after slice—each one incredibly thin, making it obvious just how superb her technique was.

Eagle One frowned. To be honest, he felt like vomiting too.

The soldiers below were already on the verge of breaking.

But the people standing by the formation were watching them like hawks.

No one dared say a word.

Chen Anmu went completely mad, screaming hysterically, howling in agony…

In the dead of night, only the crackling of the torches could be heard, accompanied by Chen Anmu’s screams.

It was horrifying—enough to make one’s scalp prickle.

Chen Anmu was forced to eat more than ten pieces of his own flesh.

From that moment on, no one could look directly at the phrase “the wool comes from the sheep itself” ever again.

Spending too much time around Jiu Yue really did broaden one’s horizons on a daily basis.

This was torture of both body and mind.

Very few people could endure it.

Chen Anmu fainted, only to be woken up again by Jiu Yue.

After several rounds of this, his nerves were stretched to the absolute breaking point.

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk!”

Many of the soldiers, who had already vomited until they were weak, felt a sense of relief.

But who knew whether Jiu Yue had gotten into the swing of slicing.

She gave an “oh” and said, “But I don’t feel like listening anymore.”

Chen Anmu collapsed into desperate screaming, mumbling incoherently.

Eagle One’s forehead was drenched in cold sweat—feeding someone human flesh was physical labor too.

Hearing Chen Anmu finally start talking, he exchanged a look with Jiu Yue and hurriedly passed the iron skewer to Eagle Three-Three.

Eagle Three-Three: “……”

Then Eagle One began rapidly recording the names Chen Anmu was spilling.

Of course, the biggest fear at times like this was false accusations and random finger-pointing.

So even after writing down the names, each one would still have to be verified individually later.

It wasn’t as if everyone else was completely cleared of suspicion just because Chen Anmu had talked.

After all, there were no fingerprints or ID cards in this era to verify identities.

Difficult—so difficult.

Another half hour passed.

Chen Anmu’s screams echoed throughout the entire camp.

More accurately, there were screams at first—later, he couldn’t even scream anymore.

Ji Yiqing handed a silk handkerchief to Jiu Yue.

Jiu Yue leisurely wiped the blood from between her fingers and asked Ji Yiqing casually, “Are you afraid of me?”

Ji Yiqing forced himself to look at Chen Anmu, who had been reduced to nothing but a skeleton.

Yet his belly was grotesquely swollen—stuffed with his own flesh.

“Not afraid.”

Ji Yiqing turned his head and looked at Jiu Yue with utmost seriousness.

Anyone else could be afraid of Jiu Yue.

He wouldn’t be.

If you like someone, you like all of them.

Others only saw Jiu Yue’s cruelty.

But in Ji Yiqing’s mind, there was only the image of Jiu Yue standing alone with twin blades before everyone else, wielding her long spear to shield over three hundred people behind her.

Even what she was doing now was to root out hidden spies among the military officers.

She was protecting the entirety of Great Qi.

So why be afraid?

What was there to fear?

As for the method—so long as it worked, that was enough.

He didn’t care about the process.

Jiu Yue turned to look at the soldiers below the platform.

So what if they were afraid?

Even if they were afraid, they couldn’t escape her grasp.

Since she had taken a liking to him, he could only count himself unlucky—entangled with her for a lifetime.

“Magistrate Chen really didn’t cut it. Only a bit over eight hundred cuts—quite disappointing.”

As she spoke, Jiu Yue smiled beautifully. “I’m waiting for some of you. At the very least, you’d better make it to a thousand slices. Don’t disappoint me.”

With that said, Jiu Yue stepped down from the platform.

And Chen Anmu’s blood-soaked corpse was left just like that at the camp entrance.

Anyone passing by could see his skeletal remains and that abnormally swollen belly.

It was truly a trial for both body and mind.

But no one came forward to confess.

Jiu Yue had already prepared herself mentally.

If such a small trick could make people abandon darkness and turn to the light, she would have been far too arrogant.

This display was merely to make the rest of the capital garrison obedient.

She had no time for the trouble of subduing people one by one.

In the army, strength reigned supreme.

Fear was enough.

She didn’t care whether others respected her or not.

Eagle One entered the tent to report. “All officials involved in overseeing Vice Minister Jiang’s embezzlement case have been fully investigated.”

Jiu Yue hummed. “Let them go back.”

“Yes.”

Eagle One continued, “His Majesty has dispatched General Shen.”

Jiu Yue was slightly puzzled. That General Shen had to be over sixty, didn’t he?

Truly vigorous for his age—still able to go to the battlefield in his sixties.

Eagle One glanced at Jiu Yue. “General Shen brought Shen Xiao Wu with him as well.”

Jiu Yue was even more puzzled. Shen Zongsheng?

Although Shen Zongsheng could move around now, prolonged activity was still unsuitable—let alone horseback riding.

Why bring Shen Zongsheng along?

“The Fifth Young General is godlike in deploying troops. Even if he can’t go to the battlefield, just having him sit in command at the rear puts people at ease.”

Jiu Yue waved her hand. She didn’t understand these things.

“Whatever. I’m heading out tonight. Have Eagle Eye’s people follow me.”

Eagle One knelt and acknowledged. “Yes.”

“And one more thing—handle the capital garrison the same way I said before. Better to kill by mistake than let one slip.”

Jiu Yue was referring to dividing them into groups of ten, supervising one another.

If one person had a problem, the other nine would be implicated.

Who had the Roman time to watch them every day?

Let them watch each other.

They hadn’t even set out yet, and things were already so tense.

But in extraordinary times, extraordinary measures were required.

Jiu Yue wasn’t someone to trifle with.

Who would dare utter a single objection?

Night fell, and it was time to depart.

Jiu Yue flipped over and sat up.

Her sense of timing was extremely precise—back in the modern era, when carrying out assassination missions, everything was calculated down to the second.

The moment Jiu Yue rose, Ji Yiqing followed and sat up as well.

“Jiu Yue.”

Jiu Yue gave a soft “mm” and turned around. In the flickering lamplight, Ji Yiqing was truly a pleasure to behold.

She bent down, grabbed Ji Yiqing by the collar, and smacked a kiss onto his lips.

Ji Yiqing lifted his hands to straighten her night-black outfit.

“Be careful.”