Later, when Zhuge Jingwo was teaching his daughter, he discovered that she could use this Escape Skill and felt that her practice was unorthodox. It somewhat resembled the pulse paths of the Emei Sect's Liangyi Dust Formation, which also required much consideration and improvement.

Pu He's minor Dao Level, even though what Han'er learned was not adept, was sufficient to trap him with this method, making escape impossible for him.

He struggled for four days and nights, exhausting himself completely. The more he struggled, the tighter the ribbons on his wrists and ankles bound him. Moreover, a silver needle below would spray Mars every time it was disturbed, burning him until he screamed in agony. Eventually, he could only lie silently in the crevice.

Four days later, Han'er returned and resumed interrogating him, which mainly involved asking about people and events outside, societal customs, and even the most mundane things, all of which the young girl found fascinating.

Pu He's mouth was dry; he pleaded with Han'er for some water, and ideally, some food.

Han'er, possessing half of the Heavenly Fox Bloodline, had been practicing avoidance of grains since childhood, eating only fruits and drinking morning dew and sweet springs, absorbing the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth.

She scolded Pu He for his uselessness, "It's only been four days and nights, and you're already crying for water and food! How useless! When I left here back then, I didn't eat anything either, just drank some dew from petals..."

She went into the mountains to fetch some stream water for Pu He. Initially planning to feed him according to her diet, on recalling Pu He's condition—his lips cracked, dark circles under his eyes, and his spirit listless, as if he was indeed suffering from severe hunger and thirst—she picked some wild fruits for him and then let him continue telling her things about the outside world.

Drinking water was one thing, but the wild fruits were sour and sweet, and delicious. However, for a starving person, they would stimulate gastric acid secretion and increase hunger.

Pu He, still hungry, asked for more food. Han'er responded by inserting needles into the acupoints under his ribs, casting a spell that emitted Mars causing him immense pain coupled with endless soreness. Pu He desperately begged for mercy. Nevertheless, Han'er did not stop, "You scoundrel, just as my mother described, sly and cunning. A proper lesson is needed, otherwise nothing but lies will come from your mouth, and as soon as you're free, you will harm others!"

Unable to endure the torture, Pu He cried loudly, his tears mixed with snot as he swore that everything he said was true, and if a single word was false, he would let himself die under the Flying Sword.

Only then did Han'er spare him, re-sealed the area with her Escape Skill, made it covert, and returned to Purple Spirit Valley.

She was gone for six days this time. By the time she returned, Pu He was nearly dead from thirst and hunger, barely clinging to life.

"Really useless!" Han'er somewhat regretted, thinking although this man was a practitioner with a cultivated Flying Sword, he was scarcely stronger than ordinary mortals.

She hurriedly gathered spring water and wild fruits to feed him. Crying, Pu He asked if she could prepare some real food, such as rice, steamed buns, or maybe roasted chicken or fish.

Han'er said she had never eaten those, nor knew how to prepare them.

"Miss, if you don't know how to cook, I do. Just let me go... even if you don't, I can teach you how... If you don't give me some proper food, I'm really going to starve to death!"

Following his instructions, Han'er caught a chicken, plucked and cleaned it, removed the innards, and roasted it with fire... the aroma was enticing. She had never seen such delicious food before. Before giving it to Pu He, she took a bite herself; crispy, juicy, absolutely delectable!

Han'er couldn't stop eating and quickly devoured the whole chicken.

After finishing, still not satisfied, she roasted another chicken and had eaten it down to the head by the time she remembered Pu He. She then gave the chicken head and half the neck to Pu He.

Pu He bit into the chicken bones, tears streaming down bitterly, flowing straight to his heart...

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