Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning

Chapter 236: Chapter 147: There’s Something Fishy!

Su Mo’s lips twitched as the old man played a trick on him.

If it weren’t for the Five Directions Gathering, both the Mandarin Duck List and that so-called ’appreciative gift’ would have ended up in his hands.

Agreeing to escort these things, why would he have attracted such covetous thoughts?

Now it seemed as if he was the one being wronged.

Su Mo shook his head and turned back to where the other leaders were.

The Qingshe Alliance Leader, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, was lying on the ground unable to move. Seeing Su Mo approach, a flash of despair crossed his eyes.

Su Mo glanced at him and removed the cloth gag from his mouth.

“Why must it come to this, Alliance Leader? Just obey and hand over what I want, and we all can sit down and talk properly.”

Su Mo continued, “Besides, now that the situation is under control, it’s just about the antidote. Even if you don’t hand it over, we have the means to find it here. We can simply try each one; why continue this futile resistance?”

The Qingshe Alliance Leader opened his mouth to speak, but without teeth, his speech sounded bizarre.

After uttering a couple of syllables and snorting, he stopped talking altogether.

Su Mo sighed, “Master Hongyun taught me these techniques to punish the wicked, but it seems I’ve ended up using them to extract confessions, which surely isn’t in line with his noble intentions.”

Master Hongyun brought his palms together, speaking softly:

“Master Su, your words are too harsh. The nature of martial arts, whether good or evil, depends on the practitioner’s heart. Using harsh interrogation might sound unpleasant, but if it’s for saving lives, why not use it?”

“Thank you for your teachings, Master.”

Su Mo nodded slightly to Master Hongyun and then grabbed the other arm of the Qingshe Alliance Leader, quickly swiping over his Shenmen Acupoint.

In the next instant, the Qingshe Alliance Leader’s pupils abruptly constricted.

A piercing, extreme scream burst out, and his body flailed uncontrollably on the ground.

This scene made ZhuGe Changtian and others inhale sharply.

It was known that the Qingshe Alliance Leader was tough; his arm had been twisted into a twist by Su Mo without him even frowning.

Yet, this minor swipe had caused him such severe agony, truly unexpected.

What could be so special about merely swiping the Shenmen Acupoint?

Memories also emerged of outside Jiaolong Water Fort, where a Monk was incapacitated by Master Hongyun with a single swipe at the Shenmen Acupoint.

Beads of sweat the size of beans streamed down, his whole body convulsing, constantly babbling inarticulately.

For a moment, everyone tightened at the sight of Master Hongyun.

This old Monk, compassionate and wise, was never one to act unreasonably or ruthlessly.

Walking from outside the Water Fort to this great hall, they nearly forgot that he was the Hongyun Demon Monk who had made many fierce men bow in submission.

Su Mo squatted down on the ground, quietly observing the Qingshe Alliance Leader, then said:

“I’ve tried before, under such intense pain, it’s hard to speak.

“If the Alliance Leader has something to tell me, just nod…”

Before he could finish, the Qingshe Alliance Leader nodded repeatedly.

“…That was too fast.”

Su Mo was somewhat speechless, at least relieving his pain, “Alliance Leader, you had something to say?”

“Kill… kill me.”

The Qingshe Alliance Leader mumbled unclearly, “Please… kill me!”

Su Mo shook his head, “That I cannot do, as I am not one who delights in killing.”

The Qingshe Alliance Leader widened his eyes, realizing this man truly was inhumane.

Such torment, killing him would rather be a relief.

Yet, Su Mo sighed, “I have three techniques, and the one on the Shenmen Acupoint is the least painful. The next two, each more severe than the last. If you still refuse to speak, I’ll resort to the second one. If that fails, then the third… If that still fails… Ah, I’ve seen the agony of someone enduring two techniques and can’t imagine how many the Alliance Leader could endure.”

He then made to move.

The Qingshe Alliance Leader quickly said:

“Stop! I—I’ll talk… The antidote is in the tan pouch.”

Su Mo nodded, retrieved the wax pills from the tan cloth pouch.

Those poisoned in the room all turned to Su Mo, only to see him shake his head.

He then pulled a living Monk over.

Then everyone watched as Su Mo began to roll up his sleeve.

Hidden within the cuff of his sleeve was another secret—a pocket made of oilcloth.

Yang Xiaoyun flipped a teacup towards Su Mo, who cautiously poured the contents of the oilcloth pocket out.

That was the tea he was originally supposed to drink.

Noticing something off about the tea handed by the Qingshe Alliance Leader, Su Mo had secretly signaled Yang Xiaoyun.

Understanding each other with just a glance, they carried out their plan.

While everyone else drank, they pretended to sip but discreetly poured the tea inside their cuffed oilcloth pocket.

And this trick was devised by Yang Xiaoyun.

In Jianghu, there are many occasions where you might not want to drink but must.

When you pass a mountain or fort, and the local Master invites you for tea or wine, would you drink?

Drinking could mean making a friend, who might offer you a warm send-off or help in tough times when you return.

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