At this moment, in the prison of the Homicide Department, Xu Qing was studying a Night Dove cultivator. He carefully checked why the poisonous herbs from before had caused the color of the little black bugs to darken again.
"If I find the reason, can I use opposite medicinal effects to increase the tenacity of the little black bugs?" Xu Qing pondered.
Miserable cries continued to echo in the prison but it didn't affect Xu Qing's persistence in learning. Just like that, the time it took for an incense stick to burn passed. Xu Qing casually extracted the soul of the Night Dove cultivator who was about to die. A look of contemplation appeared in his eyes but very soon, he frowned and looked at the prison gate.
The gate was pushed open a crack and a beautiful and shy young girl slipped into the prison.