Hmm! Using hypnosis in front of me? With your level of mental strength, you couldn’t even fill a gap between my teeth. Alright then, let’s play! Let’s see who can outplay the other! Mu Lin thought secretly to himself.
Pretending to be hypnotized, Mu Lin feigned a light sleep. The doctor then began his questioning: “What is your name?”
“Daniel Mu,” Mu Lin answered.
The doctor proceeded to ask about his age, origin, and other routine details. Mu Lin responded with half-truths. As the questioning deepened, Mu Lin finally understood their true intentions—they were after his medical skills, clinic, and foundation.
Glancing at the nearby camera setup, Mu Lin knew he couldn’t act yet, so he continued answering with a mix of truth and deception. For medical questions, he gave responses based on publicly available information, skillfully avoiding the core details, knowing these people wouldn’t understand anyway. Regarding clinic management and finances, he provided accurate details but shifted responsibility for management to higher-ups.
From the doctor’s questions, Mu Lin deduced that the enemy had been tailing him since his arrival in New York. They were well-informed and detailed about his New York activities, but knew little about his time in Boston, asking only vague questions. Mu Lin felt relieved; his base in Boston remained untouched.
“From now on, whenever you hear someone say ‘Stall Medical Psychological Diagnosis,’ you will unconditionally follow that person,” the doctor intensified his psychological suggestion. Mu Lin inwardly scoffed at their cowardice in adding such a safeguard. If they wanted to play dirty, he would play dirtier.
“When I count to three, upon hearing the number three, you will forget today’s events and fall into a deep sleep. Now I begin: three, two, one!” As soon as the doctor finished, Mu Lin pretended to fall into a deep slumber, and the camera beside him powered down.
As the trio stood up to celebrate, Mu Lin’s spatial confinement ability activated. His consciousness swiftly entered their minds, searching for the information he needed. He found that the mastermind was indeed clever—the doctor, a legitimate psychologist, had only asked prearranged questions. Annoyed at the doctor’s complicity, Mu Lin subtly altered his mind.
The two henchmen were ordinary street thugs, hired for a hefty sum. They knew nothing about Mu Lin and had simply followed instructions to come to this villa and deliver the tape afterward.
Mu Lin silently thanked his patience for allowing them to obtain a “genuine” tape. If he had acted prematurely, the conspirators might have detected the flaw, severed the trail, and made things far more complicated. Thinking about a hidden venomous snake watching him, ready to strike at any moment, Mu Lin grew furious. Though he feared no enemy tricks, he worried about his women, who lacked self-defense abilities. If anything happened to them, he would regret it deeply, leaving a crack in his spiritual cultivation that could bring disaster during future tribulations.
It seemed he must resolve this matter first. Afterward, he would prepare some pills to enhance their powers and forge some magical items for their protection and offense.
Retracting his consciousness, the doctor left as planned by car. The two henchmen took the tape, but Mu Lin secretly attached a tracking talisman to it. Whoever received the tape, Mu Lin would know its final destination, ultimately uncovering the mastermind behind it.
Next, someone came to remove Mu Lin’s restraints and placed the “sleeping” Mu Lin into a car, which was then left at his clinic.
Observing this meticulously planned operation, Mu Lin silently applauded the enemy’s ingenuity, further strengthening his resolve to wipe them out entirely.
Soon after, Finny and the others received a call from a kind stranger saying that Mu Lin was asleep in a car downstairs. They hurried down to check.
Knowing enemies were still secretly watching him, Mu Lin understood that modern surveillance technology could monitor him from miles away. He couldn’t afford to show any suspicion now. When Finny and the others shook him awake, he deliberately acted confused, loudly questioning how he ended up asleep in someone else’s car. Eventually, he returned to the villa with Finny and the young female officer’s comforting words.
Aware of the surveillance, Mu Lin showed no signs of deception. He ate dinner as usual, then visited the two young officers’ room to admire the gifts he had bought for Mei Fang and Mei Zi, complimenting their taste while playfully teasing them. If not for the fear that hidden enemies might spy on their intimate moments, he might have gone further than just playful flirtation.
Late at night, Mu Lin entered Finny’s room. Due to his high cultivation level, the three girls could barely satisfy him together, so they now shared one room.
After turning off the lights, Mu Lin set up a Primordial Array, cutting off all connections between the room and the outside world. He carefully examined Finny and the others, detecting no signs of hypnosis. He quietly informed them about the day’s events and warned them to keep the two young officers from going out unnecessarily, to prevent the hidden enemy from gaining leverage against him.
Hmph! Trying to play hypnosis games with me? The little mental energy you have isn’t even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth. Fine, let’s play! We’ll see who outplays whom! Mu Lin muttered to himself.
Mu Lin then pretended to be hypnotized, first feigning light sleep. The doctor began questioning: “Your name?”
“Daniel Mu,” Mu Lin replied.
The doctor proceeded to ask routine questions about age, hometown, and other ordinary details. Mu Lin answered with a mix of truth and lies. As the interrogation deepened, Mu Lin finally grasped their true motive—they were after his medical skills, clinic, and foundation.
Noticing the camera set up nearby, Mu Lin couldn’t act yet, so he continued answering questions with half-truths. For medical inquiries, he stuck to publicly available information, skirting around core secrets since none of these people had the expertise to catch on. Regarding clinic management and financial expenditures, he provided accurate details but shifted responsibility for decision-making to higher authorities.
From Dr. Steyr’s questions, Mu Lin deduced that this enemy had been tracking him since his arrival in New York. They were well-informed about his activities in the city, probing meticulously, but knew little about his time in Boston—many details were vague, and their questions on the subject were sparse. This reassured Mu Lin; his base in Boston remained untouched by the enemy.
“From now on, when you hear the phrase ‘Steyr Medical Psychological Diagnosis,’ you will unconditionally follow the person who says it,” Dr. Steyr reinforced the hypnotic suggestion. Mu Lin scoffed inwardly—these guys were so paranoid they’d added an extra layer of control. How despicable. Well, if they want to play dirty, I’ll play dirtier.
“When I count to three, you will forget everything that happened today and enter a deep sleep. Now, three… two… one!” As soon as Dr. Steyr finished, Mu Lin pretended to fall into slumber, and the camera stopped recording.
While the three men stood up to celebrate, Mu Lin activated his spatial confinement ability, sending his consciousness into their minds to extract the information he needed. To his frustration, the mastermind behind this scheme was cunning—Dr. Steyr was a legitimate psychologist, and his questions had been scripted in advance. Disgusted by his complicity, Mu Lin planted a little “surprise” in his mind as payback.
The two lackeys were just ordinary street thugs hired at a high price for the job. They had no idea who Mu Lin was—they’d simply been told to come to this villa and follow a set procedure. Once their task was done, they were to deliver the recording to a designated location.
Mu Lin was relieved he hadn’t acted prematurely, allowing them to obtain a “genuine” recording. If the masterminds had detected any flaws and cut off the trail, things would’ve gotten far more complicated. The thought of a hidden snake waiting to strike filled him with anger. While he himself feared no poison or trick, his women lacked the ability to defend themselves. If anything happened to them, he’d never forgive himself—and it could even leave a crack in his mental state, causing trouble during his future tribulations.
It seemed he’d have to resolve this matter first. Once it was settled, he’d need to refine some elixirs to boost their cultivation and craft defensive artifacts to give them the means to protect themselves.
Withdrawing his consciousness, Mu Lin watched as Dr. Steyr left by car as planned, while the two thugs took the recording. Mu Lin discreetly placed a tracking talisman on the tape—whoever received it next would lead him straight to the mastermind.
Soon, someone arrived to remove Mu Lin’s disguise and place his “sleeping” body in a car. They drove him back to his clinic and abandoned the vehicle.
Admiring the meticulous planning of his enemies, Mu Lin couldn’t help but silently applaud them—while also strengthening his resolve to wipe them out completely.
Meanwhile, Fanny and the others received a call from a “kind stranger” claiming to have seen Mu Lin asleep in a car downstairs. Rushing down to investigate, they found him there.
Knowing enemies might still be watching from afar with high-tech surveillance, Mu Lin couldn’t afford to slip up. He let Fanny shake him awake, feigning confusion about how he’d ended up asleep in a stranger’s car. After some loud questioning and reassurances from Fanny and the little policewoman secretary, they all returned to the villa together.
Under the enemy’s watchful eyes, Mu Lin maintained his act flawlessly. He ate dinner as usual, then visited the two little policewomen’s room to admire the gifts he’d bought for the Mei sisters. Complimenting their taste, he couldn’t resist teasing them, drawing playful protests. If not for the risk of being watched, he might’ve taken things further—but for now, he settled for verbal flirtation.
Late at night, Mu Lin joined Fanny and the others in their room. Given his stamina and their inability to keep up, they now shared a single room.
After turning off the lights, Mu Lin set up a Primordial Chaos Formation to isolate the room from outside detection. He then carefully scanned Fanny and the others for any signs of hypnosis before quietly recounting the day’s events. He warned them to keep the two little policewomen from venturing out, lest the hidden enemies seize an opportunity to threaten him.
Just then, Mu Lin sensed the tracking talisman moving. Telling Fanny and the others to stay put, he activated an Earth Escape Talisman and vanished from the room.
Following the talisman’s signal, Mu Lin stopped at a familiar location—the edge of Chinatown. No wonder the surroundings felt so familiar. The talisman’s movement halted, and extending his senses, Mu Lin discovered the recording had reached the Black Dragon Society’s headquarters.
Heh. The monk may run, but the temple remains. Now I’ve found your fox den. This debt will be repaid—slowly and thoroughly.
Feeling the talisman’s proximity, Mu Lin stopped, hiding in the shadows while scanning the surroundings.
The scenery looked familiar. Thinking for a moment, he realized he was near Chinatown, explaining the sense of familiarity. The talisman had stopped. Extending his spiritual sense, he discovered the tape had reached the Black Dragon Society’s hideout. He chuckled: “The monk may have fled, but the temple remains. Finally found your fox’s den! We’ll settle this slowly!”
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