Chapter 717: The Hypnotic Trap

Book Chapter 717: Look at You Act All Smug (Update 5)

In the endless darkness, everything around seemed ready to devour Xiao Yu.

A colossal demon stood before him.

Its face was a gruesome mess of blood and flesh, with savage, terrifying fangs and a body towering over ten meters tall.

The moment it appeared, the air seemed thick with a suffocating stench.

That move was rather flashy… Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes and calmly regarded the demon before him.

So… when did I start being manipulated mentally?

He paid no heed to the chilling figure before him.

Xiao Yu’s thoughts churned, pondering and recalling…

All his System Skills were activated.

So it wasn’t some drug?

Possessing the ability of a Psychological Expert.

So it couldn’t be Hypnosis…

However, there are many methods akin to hypnosis.

From the moment I saw that Villa, to witnessing the demon murals in the Basement, and even hearing the ghostly wails echo throughout the neighborhood…

Ah, right.

When I was brought to this underground place, did I overlook something?

Exactly. That room.

27 The instant I opened my eyes, I was drawn to three Masked Men.

So I didn’t bother to inspect the scene inside the house?

Yet my eyes had already etched every detail into my memory…

Eyes, huh?

Did you exploit my eyes? Use the gap between my visual nerves and brain to manipulate my mind?

Frankly, I got duped by my own eyes again.

My eyes turned traitor, didn’t they?

You used my eyes to cast an offbeat form of Hypnosis… Evil Art?

Nicely executed!

Xiao Yu grinned broadly, utterly delighted.

Many have been deceived by their own eyes.

Sometimes, what you see simply isn’t the truth—and that’s a fact.

Xiao Yu had been fooled by his own eyes countless times.

So… Xiao Yu closed his eyes.

Activating Python’s Sense and Night Bat Wave.

In an instant, his ‘vision’ snapped back to normal.

The gloomy world vanished, and so did the terrifying demon.

Xiao Yu soon found himself back where he started.

He saw the hall of the Basement and a group of people kneeling before him.

He also noticed a Masked Man slowly rising from the crowd.

The man advanced toward him, step by measured step.

When he reached Xiao Yu, he removed his mask to reveal an elegant, joyful smile.

It was a Middle-Aged Man.

With striking features and a charming smile, he exuded the allure of a charismatic uncle.

Yet his eyes were cold, fixed on the closed-eyed Xiao Yu.

“I admit, you’re impressive and terrifying—like a monster,” he said.

“But what good does that do you? You’re under my control.”

“I can hurt you if I want, or even kill you. You don’t stand a chance to fight back.”

“Even if I slay you, you might still believe it was a demon who did it.”

“Pitiful, pathetic, and laughable. So…”

The Middle-Aged Man laughed as he raised his hand, a knife in his grip, and sneered, “What gives you the right to say I made your life miserable?”

The knife slowly descended toward Xiao Yu’s neck.

But he paused, smiling warmly as he added, “I was planning to leave, having made more than enough money. I just wanted to play a little game with the police before bidding farewell to this country.”

“But you appeared and dared to provoke me.”

“You know, many have dared to challenge me before.”

“Yet… they all ended up dying, horribly so.”

“I personally turned them into mummified corpses, into Corpse Oil, into my money.”

“Aren’t you curious how I converted that Corpse Oil into cash?”

“Because you ordinary people will never know that the truly wealthy are secretly stopping their aging.”

“Think I’m joking?”

“No, it’s the truth. With a single injection, their skin rejuvenates.”

“You can’t imagine how far these tycoons will go for a few extra years of youth.”

“Some rich men have already spent fortunes hiring top scientists to establish a biotech company.”

“Not to do business, but to help the richest among them reverse aging.”

“Scientists discovered that during human aging, a peculiar substance appears on our DNA… eliminating it can halt aging.”

“After extensive research, they unearthed a unique extract called Shanzhong Yinzi that counteracts this aging substance.”

“As long as the aging substance is cleared away, human cells can be reborn like new.”

“Do you know what Shanzhong Yinzi is? It’s extracted from tissue fluid and bodily fluids.”

“And do you know what those fluids are? They’re abundant in both plants and animals.”

“Do you even believe what their original form is? You might be shocked if I told you.”

“Their primordial form can be distilled from Corpse Oil and, after repeated refining and chemical blending, transforms into a unique extract that eradicates the aging substance.”

“Sometimes I marvel at the wonders of this world—wanting one person to stop aging by trading in another’s life.”

“But that’s none of my business. Someone wants Corpse Oil, and I want money, so… you know how it is!”

“Ah, getting on in years, I suppose. Perhaps I shouldn’t have said so much, after all, others don’t deserve to hear it.”

“But you, the only one who’s ever listened to my words, are about to die.”

“So…”

The Middle-Aged Man shook his head with a smile, and as his knife lunged at Xiao Yu’s neck, he said, “We won’t be meeting again… huh?!”

The knife hesitated.

Then the Middle-Aged Man noticed a pair of eyes.

Xiao Yu’s eyes, now wide open.

They were calm, indifferent, with a hint of mockery.

“How could that be…”

The Middle-Aged Man’s scalp went numb as adrenaline surged; cold sweat rolled down as he shrieked, “You…”

“What? Isn’t it just that I’ve mastered a kind of hypnosis-like ability? Look at you, all smug.”

Xiao Yu sneered, “Can you stop the bullsh*t? That trick is filthy.”

“By the way, I told you I’d make you suffer.”

“Even though I do deceive on a regular basis,”

“I promise, when I say you’ll be in deep trouble, I mean it.”

Xiao Yu reached out and caught the fleeing Middle-Aged Man by the neck.

“Ready or not?”

Wen

Xue