Who Brought Him into Chapter 215 - 183: Capture

Chapter 215: Chapter 183: Capture

A flash of joy passed over Ma Zhou’s face. Suddenly, he thought Han Yu was a fool, taking out another supplent as if he were gifting him a magical artifact.

The next mont, he hesitated. A trace of concern blocked his heart, fearing the second pill might be a trap waiting for him to jump in.

Damn it, did this guy notice sothing coming over with the Mo Family?

A trace of malice flickered on his face, casting a murderous look toward Han Yu and his cousin...

"Is this the pill’s side effect?"

The constantly changing expressions on Ma Zhou’s face looked incredibly strange to others, as if every thought was written on his face. His cousin quickly whispered in Han Yu’s ear.

Han Yu smiled without saying a word, quietly watching Ma Zhou’s changing expressions.

"I’ll eat it!"

At this mont, his expression was determined. He couldn’t lose! How could he lose with his divine techniques?

He swallowed the pill in one swift motion, this ti even more cautiously. Before the pill entered his mouth, he surreptitiously released his divine techniques. As it entered his mouth, just as he was about to silently move it away, the pill suddenly transford into a burst of energy that surged through his body.

"What kind of pill is this?"

After losing control twice in a row, even a fool like Ma Zhou knew sothing was wrong. What pill from any family could be imdiately absorbed without even needing to be digested?

"Six Desires Pill!"

Han Yu said with a smile.

A surge of overwhelming energy suddenly stirred up a storm in the Sea of Consciousness. Ma Zhou abruptly held his forehead and retreated several steps, his face growing paler, leaving everyone, including Han Yu, dumbfounded.

What’s going on?

A scam?

In an instant, Ma Zhou suddenly collapsed, curling up on the ground and rolling around continuously.

"Poison Pill!"

"Such a potent Poison Pill!"

The onlooking cultivators exclaid in surprise, their eyes on Han Yu taking on a different hue.

What a ruthless person! The first was a supplent, the second was a Poison Pill.

Han Yu was bewildered. He didn’t have any Poison Pill, if he did, he would have used it to capture him already. Even more perplexing was that increasing divine power energy didn’t seem that painful, did it?

Yet Ma Zhou didn’t appear to be faking it.

"Unless the divine technique isn’t his."

In the Sea of Consciousness, Glass spoke with a frown.

If the divine technique wasn’t his, how could he use it?

"Earth Spirit!"

Han Yu quickly recalled the body Bai Bufen of Huaizhou Prefecture brought, but this was clearly a living person.

By now, Ma Zhou was barely standing, leaning on the table, his face constantly twisting and changing between laughter, anger, and sorrow.

Through gritted teeth, he slowly said, "I’ve eaten it, now try my Poison Pill."

A brand-new porcelain bottle shook out from his pocket and was placed on the table.

This was the Poison Pill from the life-or-death bet the day before. When he first swallowed it, he used his divine techniques to secretly switch it, appearing as if he consud it all, but actually moving it elsewhere.

Now, he could only take it out and bet again.

Han Yu raised an eyebrow and smiled, then reached for it. He opened the bottle and swallowed it all at once, leaving everyone once again dumbfounded.

This fellow really had the nerve; unafraid of the Heart-devouring Worm, unafraid of Poison Pill as well.

The present cultivators couldn’t help but be awe-struck.

Once in the stomach, the tumultuous feeling from the pile of Poison Pills ca quickly but went away almost as fast. Not to ntion harming the internal organs, the whole stomach didn’t even make a sound; everything got digested by the gastric juices.

On this, Han Yu even belched.

Everyone watched him as if looking at a monster.

A bottle of Poison Pills only resulted in a burp, without a single sound.

What kind of freak was nurtured by which sect in the Cultivator Realm?

"I’m out of pills; I can’t bet pills anymore, it’s a draw."

Ma Zhou no longer wanted to gamble against him. To him, Han Yu was utterly unpredictable, suspecting that continuing would lead to his own downfall.

"Boss, you’re breaking the rules like this."

Han Yu stopped Ma Zhou from collecting his things and moved forward, speaking.

"I have no pills."

Even if Ma Zhou had pills, he wouldn’t bet again. If he wasn’t afraid of the Heart-devouring Worm, how could he fear any Poison Pill?

"Then let’s change the bet thod. As long as I haven’t withdrawn the bet, even a draw doesn’t count as the end."

Han Yu said with a wry smile.

After Ma Zhou reluctantly withdrew his hand, he looked at Han Yu with gritted teeth, and a burst of wicked fire surged in his heart.

"Then what do you want to bet?"

"Bet on questions and answers!"

This was indeed a thod of betting. Back then, Ma Zhou had ntioned it himself—from astronomy to geography, from strange news to tales—as long as you ask the question, whoever answers it wins.

So Han Yu posed the first question.

"What is your divine technique?"

Ma Zhou’s face changed, and his expression beca exceedingly grave. After casting a complicated glance at Han Yu, he now understood the other party’s intentions—it was aid squarely at him.

The cultivators who were watching first expressed amazent, and then confusion.

Wasn’t this giving away a round for free? If he asked about sothing else, there might still be a chance for no answer, but this is asking about one’s own matter.

However, Ma Zhou’s reaction was not what everyone expected. He grabbed the Jade Turtle with one hand, and a surge of divine power quickly spread out. In the eyes of those present, it was clear that five streams of black smoke erged from his body.

At the sa ti, a group of Palace Guards rushed in all together, and in an instant, they surrounded the scene. Ou Mingdong strode in with long steps.

Even before Han Yu ca in to bet, the entire Guardian Mansion had already mobilized. The whole gambling hall was filled with people, waiting for Han Yu’s confirmation to make the arrest imdiately.

"You’ll never catch ."

Ma Zhou swayed slightly; the sudden surge in divine power placed a heavy burden on his Sea of Consciousness, but fortunately, his divine technique could still be used.

As long as he could use his divine technique, he was not afraid of being captured.

The smoke had thoroughly enveloped him, and Ma Zhou finally relaxed and laughed loudly.

"Five Ghost Transport, Kill!"

But the scene he imagined did not occur. Even after invoking the decree, he remained in place, and an acrid burnt sll was particularly pungent at the mont.

When he followed the sll and looked down, a fla had already spread to his knees, and the black smoke there was steadily being devoured by the fire.

The fire spread quickly, and within just a blink, it reached his chest.

How is this possible?

Ma Zhou’s face showed a look of horror; his Five Ghost Transport had been broken!

"It’s you!"

It dawned on him right away—his divine technique’s strange disappearance last night was because of him.

Gone was his previous smugness, and after channeling his True Essence throughout his body trying to extinguish the fla, not only did he fail to suppress it, but the fla instead flared up along with the True Essence.

"Ah!"

He couldn’t help but let out a few tragic cries as the fla reached his neck. Hardening his heart, he shattered his outer robe into pieces; the flas on his upper body imdiately ceased, and with his True Essence frantically circulating within, he dashed swiftly toward the exit.

Just as he was about to break through the door, he was already blocked by a figure.

A burst of fla ca spewing from the other’s mouth right at him...

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When Ma Zhou regained consciousness once more, he found himself in the Governnt Office.

At this mont, he was tossed on the outer courtyard like a dead dog, his hands and feet shackled with special irons, giving him no opportunity to utilize his True Essence.

The intense burnt sll filled the air. When he looked down, his body was burned to a bloody ss, completely charred black.

Surrounding him were nurous Palace Guards, with Ou Mingdong, Han Yu, and his cousin among them, waiting leisurely for him to wake up.

"Good thing you weren’t burned to death."

Ou Mingdong let out a sigh of relief, glancing discontentedly at Han Yu.

"You guy, now even the Divine Gaze Realm is no match for you."

His cousin pursed his lips, initially feeling smug for having reached the Divine Gaze Realm, thinking he could finally impress the opponent, but it turned out felling a Divine Gaze Realm cultivator was a re child’s play for him.

Ou Mingdong was already used to it. Back in Qingzhou Prefecture, he alone could make four Divine Gaze Realm cultivators miserable beyond description.

Truly a freak of nature.

Soon after, a Palace Guard hurriedly arrived, face heavy with concern.

"Sir, we’ve searched the whole gambling hall but haven’t found the materials."

They had apprehended the man, but the materials were nowhere to be found?

Everyone turned their eyes to the awakened Ma Zhou, whose face was ashen, yet he chuckled softly.

"Capturing

is useless!"

"Xiuwen!"

A heavyset figure walked in from outside the Governnt Office—Mo Xingzhi.

His expression was steely at the mont.

"Celestial Wave Crossing has been destroyed..."