Chapter 205: Boundless Fear

The middle-aged man's eyes revealed a look of triumph, for he felt certain that he would succeed this time. The beer in the glass had indeed turned into poisoned wine, and this poison was unrivaled under the heavens; once contaminated, without his unique antidote, it was a dead end.

The spray range of the poisoned wine from the glass was not small, so even if Zhou Lang's movements were fast, it would be impossible to dodge.

In truth, with Zhou Lang's speed, dodging this glass of poisoned wine would be as easy as turning over one's hand. But he was a Cultivator; how could he be forced into such a pathetic state by someone who was only at the Grandmaster Realm?

Suddenly, a scene that astonished the middle-aged man appeared. The poisoned wine he had splashed out stopped in mid-air, refusing to move forward. The next moment, all the poisoned wine spilled onto the table, not a single drop touching Zhou Lang's body.

Run!

This was the only thought in the middle-aged man's mind right now. He was an expert, but Zhou Lang was countless times higher than him. His most formidable poisoning technique had actually had no effect in front of Zhou Lang. He knew that if he didn't leave now, he would never have another chance. He might truly capsize here and sink into boundless Hell.

"Brother, are you leaving without having a drink?"

But before the middle-aged man could stand up, Zhou Lang's gaze had already locked onto him.

The middle-aged man wanted to leave, but his body was somewhat disobedient. He had just stood halfway up before sitting back down on the stool. The Killing Intent on his body dissipated, and his eyes became dull.

"Since you don't want to drink, then come with me." Zhou Lang said indifferently. This was not his first time using the Mental Control Technique, and he was becoming more proficient with it.

As Zhou Lang moved, the middle-aged man also stood up and followed closely behind him. His mind was completely controlled by Zhou Lang; as long as Zhou Lang had a thought, he could make this guy do whatever he wanted.

When the middle-aged man splashed the wine, the people around eating late-night snacks all thought Zhou Lang and this man had a grudge. Many thought there was a spectacle to watch. Now that they saw the middle-aged man following Zhou Lang, they stopped paying attention to the matter.

Because the lights at the late-night snack stall were dim, not many people saw clearly what happened before when Zhou Lang used True Qi to make the middle-aged man's poisoned wine stop in mid-air. Otherwise, it would have likely attracted a lot of attention, as such an event was truly too bizarre.

"Sir, why are you leaving? You haven't paid yet."

But at this moment, the owner of the late-night snack stall walked out and blocked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had a blank look on his face, as if he didn't understand what had happened. In reality, at this moment, he could only hear what Zhou Lang said. He was completely in a daze and had no idea what was happening around him.

"Boss, sorry about that. This is a buddy of mine who ran out of a mental hospital; his brain isn't quite normal. I'll settle his bill." Zhou Lang took out a hundred-yuan bill, handed it to the stall owner, and said, "Keep the change."

Immediately after, Zhou Lang signaled for Ivanova to leave the late-night snack stall and walked toward a quiet alley. The middle-aged man followed closely, maintaining a distance of two or three meters behind Zhou Lang like a walking corpse. However, no one thought that this middle-aged man was like this because his mind was controlled by Zhou Lang.

"Brother Lang, how come this guy suddenly started following you so foolishly?"

Ivanova asked while holding Zhou Lang's arm. She felt that this middle-aged man was truly a strange person.

"His mind has been controlled by me; for the time being, he listens to everything I say." Zhou Lang smiled slightly. "I'll find a quieter place first to ask where this guy comes from."

"Brother Lang, you are too amazing! You can actually control a person's mind." Ivanova was even more surprised. She knew Zhou Lang was a Cultivator, but she didn't expect him to be this powerful. Such a method was something she had never heard of or seen before.

"As long as their Realm is lower than mine, I can control them." Zhou Lang said.

Then, he and Ivanova walked into a quiet alley. The alley was dimly lit and deserted. The middle-aged man also followed them inside.

"What is your name? Who sent you to plot against me? Where do you come from?" Zhou Lang stood still and looked at the middle-aged man who was like a walking corpse.

"I have forgotten my name. I come from the Dianxi border. In the Jianghu, I am called 'Poison Venerable.' Wang Dacheng hired me for his son, Wang Zheng. Wang Zheng wants to eliminate you without leaving any traces."

The middle-aged man replied almost mechanically.

"Does Wang Dacheng know you are here to kill me?" Zhou Lang's face turned cold. If Wang Dacheng had developed the intent to kill him, he would not let it rest.

"He doesn't know. He only came forward to hire me. As for the task of killing you, it was ordered by Wang Zheng." Poison Venerable said in an almost even tone. At this moment, he was like a robot, his voice cold and mechanical.

"Wang Zheng, you haven't come to school for such a long time; it turns out you were waiting to hire someone to take revenge on me. This time, I will make you lose everything!"

Zhou Lang confirmed that it was Wang Zheng who wanted revenge on him, and he couldn't help but say coldly. If Wang Zheng could restrain himself, he might not teach him another lesson, but since Wang Zheng actually wanted to kill him, things were not that simple anymore.

"You dare to call yourself the Poison Venerable looking like that?" Ivanova snorted coldly. She felt that this fool-like middle-aged man had nothing remarkable about him. She really couldn't understand why Wang Zheng would hire such a person to deal with Zhou Lang; wasn't this just courting death?

"Don't underestimate this guy; he is already an expert at the Martial Arts Grandmaster level."

Zhou Lang said, "As far as I know, in the entire Feiyun City, besides me and my cousin Zhou Xi who are Cultivators, the most powerful ones are him and Zen Master Fangzhi of Feiyun Temple on Feiyun Peak. Plus, he is proficient in poisoning; he is definitely a troublesome character. Except for Cultivators, I'm afraid no one else would be willing to provoke him. The beer he splashed at me earlier contained a deadly poison; if I had touched even a drop, I would have been poisoned."

"He's that powerful?" Ivanova gasped. "Brother Lang, how exactly are these martial arts Realms divided? I can't figure it out at all."

"Martial arts Realms are divided into ten Ranks from low to high: Martial Apprentice, Elementary Martial Artist, Intermediate Martial Artist, Advanced Martial Artist, Master Early Stage, Master Middle Stage, Master Peak, Grandmaster Early Stage, Grandmaster Middle Stage, and Grandmaster Peak." Zhou Lang explained.

"Grandmaster is already the highest level in the martial arts Realm; this guy is indeed quite powerful! Brother Lang, what kind of strength does each level have? Like me, with a Judo black belt, what level would that be considered?"

Ivanova said. Although she had learned some Internal Martial Arts from Zhou Lang during this time, she didn't know that the martial arts Realms had such detailed divisions.

"This Poison Venerable has already been controlled by me, but I don't intend to make a move against Wang Zheng and Wang Dacheng today. Therefore, I want to hide this guy for a few days; he will be useful later. I'll take him back to the apartment I rented first, then explain all this to you slowly."

Zhou Lang said.

"Okay." Ivanova naturally had no objections.

Afterward, the two left the alley, hailed a taxi, and brought "Poison Venerable" into the taxi as well.

Not long after, the two returned to Violet Apartment.

After entering, Zhou Lang directly struck the acupoints of "Poison Venerable" to knock him out and threw him onto a bamboo mat on the balcony. Anyway, this guy was a Grandmaster-level expert with amazing physical fitness; leaving him here for a few days wouldn't cause any problems.

The ancestral copper coin "Qiankun Palace" had a huge space inside. If used for storage, who knew how much it could hold. But Zhou Lang remembered that Xiao Xi had told him that people without a connection to the Legacy of the ancestral copper coin could not easily enter it. Therefore, even Zhao Xiaorou, Ivanova, and Li Mengxue did not know about this biggest secret of his.

But with a living person as big as "Poison Venerable" in the house, it always made one feel a bit annoyed and awkward. Zhou Lang hoped it would be good if he could put this guy into "Qiankun Palace," so he called Xiao Xi and explained the situation.

"Brother Lang, inanimate objects can all be put into 'Qiankun Palace,' but people and objects are not quite the same. It's not that living people cannot be put into 'Qiankun Palace,' but after they go in, they cannot feel the light inside; it's like entering a dark cage, and they can't move an inch inside. This is the reason why Ivanova, Zhao Xiaorou, and others cannot be allowed to enter 'Qiankun Palace.'"

Xiao Xi explained.

"That's fine then; it seems 'Qiankun Palace' is most suitable for locking people up."

Zhou Lang was happy. He woke "Poison Venerable" up, released his Mental Control, and with a movement of his Divine Thought, directly swept this guy into "Qiankun Palace."

"Poison Venerable" woke up but found himself in a dark place. He couldn't see anything. He wanted to grope his way forward, but found himself as if stuck in a quagmire, unable to move at all.

"Someone come!"

People in unknown situations will develop great fear. "Poison Venerable" didn't know where he was locked up and was in extreme panic, so he shouted.

But no matter how he shouted, there was no echo around him, but at the same time, he felt that his voice simply couldn't be transmitted out.

Because of this, boundless fear enveloped "Poison Venerable," and his spirit gradually collapsed.

After shouting until he was hoarse for a long time, "Poison Venerable" was exhausted and sat weakly on the ground. He began to recall everything that had happened since meeting Zhou Lang. He believed that everything that had happened to him must have something to do with Zhou Lang.

"I have been deceived by Wang Dacheng and Wang Zheng. This Zhou Lang is definitely not an ordinary person; he is a Cultivator!"

This "Poison Venerable" still had some knowledge. Recalling some previous events, he knew that he was truly out of luck this time. The feeling of fear struck again, and he felt that his life was over.

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Meanwhile, Ivanova, watching "Poison Venerable" disappear into thin air on the balcony, was even more astonished.

"Brother Lang, where did you send him?" Ivanova asked.

"Locked him up. I have a treasure similar to a space ring." Zhou Lang revealed a little bit to Ivanova; after all, Ivanova was no longer an outsider.

"Does such a treasure really exist in this world?" Ivanova almost exclaimed.

"This is my biggest secret. Possessing a treasure is a crime; except for my cousin, you are the first person to know that I have this treasure." Zhou Lang took out the ancestral copper coin hanging around his neck and said to Ivanova.