A Psychiatrist's Bizarre Game Journey / Dream of the Mist

Even if this guy has ill intentions and some kind of conspiracy... he still probably can't beat Zhou Ke'er.

So Zhou Ke'er nodded in agreement without hesitation, saying, "Then why aren't we leaving? What are we wasting time here?"

The man smiled upon hearing this, turned and led the way outside, saying, "I thought you would at least hesitate and wonder what my intentions were. I didn't expect you to be so quick to react. Aren't you worried that I'm lying to you?"

"What's there to worry about? You can't beat me anyway."

Zhou Ke'er pouted, "Hurry up! Stop dawdling, are you even a man? Aren't you supposed to be good at light footwork? Show us what you're made of!"

"I'm just worried you won't be able to keep up."

The man chuckled softly, "Since you're so confident..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly accelerated and darted forward.

Zhou Ke'er secretly channeled her spiritual energy, steadily following behind the other person. "Afraid I can't keep up? Come on, if we hadn't never met before, I would have caught you long ago with your lightness skill. I'm the one who's afraid you can't keep up with me."

A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes. Although he had deliberately slowed down his pace to avoid Zhou Ke'er falling behind, he really didn't expect her to catch up so easily.

So he immediately sped up again, and almost instantly darted out of the small room.

Zhou Ke'er followed effortlessly. Although the other person's speed was indeed exceptionally fast in a low-level martial arts world like Wuxia, no wonder he could become a master thief, he was only barely on par with Zhou Ke'er, who had been empowered with spiritual energy. This was even without Zhou Ke'er having any movement techniques or skills.

Incidentally, Zhou Ke'er also took a quick look at the situation in the room—a few guards were scattered on the ground, lying slumped over, clearly having been drugged.

Most importantly, it is clear that the smoke had not completely dissipated, and some residue remained in the room.

Fortunately, Zhou Ke'er was protected by spiritual power, so this low-level sleeping powder had no effect on her. However, it also showed that... the guy in front of her wasn't as kind as he claimed.

Under normal circumstances, if Zhou Ke'er had no spiritual power and was just like any other ordinary person in this module, even if he quickly passed through the room, he would inevitably be affected by the sleeping smoke. Although he might not faint directly, he would most likely feel weak in his hands and feet.

However... there's another highly suspicious point. Why are there so few guards here? And they're all just some strong, ordinary people. Even without that guy's help, Zhou Ke'er, with a bit of internal strength, is quite capable and could easily escape; it's just a matter of whether it takes more or less effort.

Either they are not worried at all that Zhou Ke'er might escape from prison, or... they are deliberately condoning Zhou Ke'er's escape attempt.

The guy in front of her seemed to be just a safeguard to ensure Zhou Ke'er would escape from prison.

Firstly, if Zhou Ke'er were a little more unscrupulous, and the Thief Saint came to his rescue, he would definitely run away with him without hesitation. After all, the Thief Saint is the best at escaping, and as long as he follows him, they are sure to get away.

Secondly, if Zhou Ke'er were more dedicated, she wouldn't have just watched the Thief Saint, whom she had captured for so long, slip away right under her nose. In a moment of desperation, she would naturally have broken out of prison to chase after him.

There were just too many suspicious points; Zhou Ke'er felt that everything she saw was part of a conspiracy.

This is just the most obvious major point of suspicion; there are countless other minor points of suspicion. For example, the renowned master thief came to break him out of prison without even wearing a mask or disguising himself, allowing Zhou Ke'er, a mere constable, to easily see his true appearance... It all seems very strange. Could it be that he was certain Zhou Ke'er would have no further opportunity to capture him or leak this information?

A flood of questions and thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, but Zhou Ke'er still clung tightly to the other person's back. After leaping out of the house, she jumped onto the roof and silently concealed her figure in the darkness—of course, this only referred to the Thief Saint, while Zhou Ke'er... after all, wearing a white dress, would be too conspicuous to be seen at night, so how could she possibly hide?

However, despite this, Zhou Ke'er left her shadow in the air so openly that she was not discovered at all. Either the other guards here were all drugged or blinded, or they deliberately allowed Zhou Ke'er to leave.

Thinking this, Zhou Ke'er quietly channeled a wisp of malevolent spiritual power into the man's body—he had no spiritual power and his power system was relatively weak, so he only felt a sudden chill and nothing else.

But in fact, Zhou Ke'er had already left that wisp of spiritual power in the other party's heart. If anything went wrong... it would either make the other party feel like they were dying of pleasure, or it would directly cause their heart to explode.

I'm not afraid at all.

## Chapter 489-484. The Chapter of Stealing Heaven (Part 3)

The man, who had already pushed his speed to the maximum, was truly astonished to find that Zhou Ke'er was still following him with ease.

If Zhou Ke'er had caught up with his speed just now, he would have been slightly surprised, because at that level, there were still people in the martial arts world who could do it. But the reason he was called the Saint of Thieves, and no one had ever been able to compete with him, was because... no one could keep up with his speed at full speed.

Logically speaking, his lightness skill should have surpassed the entire martial arts world, so why is it like this? This constable named Zhou Ke'er caught up with him so easily...

No wonder that guy wanted to get rid of her along with him; otherwise, if he let her continue like this, she might actually threaten his position. But... now that he, the Thief Saint, has rescued her, there's no way she can go back to being a constable.

It's possible... the martial world will soon have another notorious thief who will give all the constables a headache. And the root cause of all this... ha, it's clearly that guy's jealousy and envy of talent. He's afraid a capable constable will threaten his position, so he's driven the people to revolt. I, the Thief Saint, will add fuel to the fire when the time comes...

The man's thoughts were scattered; as he walked briskly through the air, he was also pondering some strange ideas.

"Hey, what's with that expression... what are you thinking about?!"

Seeing the man's subtle expression, Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but complain, "Also, you're too slow! Can't you go faster? How can you become a master thief like this? You can't even keep up with my Spide!"

"...Indeed, judging solely from your lightness skill, Officer Zhou, you seem to deserve the title of 'Master Thief' more than I do—but you've never stolen anything."

The man spread his hands, then asked with a hint of curiosity, "But what kind of technique is your lightness skill? I can't see it at all, it's like you're just running around randomly. Could it be that you've reached the state of mind-body fusion, where you are one with all things, so you don't care about the moves and techniques of lightness skill anymore?"

Um...

That's right, Zhou Ke'er is just relying on her spiritual power to be fast, and she's just running around randomly.

"Lightness skill? What lightness skill? With this little speed, do you really need lightness skill? Isn't it enough to just run around casually? I'm just running around casually right now."

Zhou Ke'er gave her a "What are you talking about?" look, and then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, she uttered the words of Ultimate Versailles, "No way? Is this really the fastest speed you've ever used with your lightness skill? Really? Is this all the Thief Saint can do?"

"...?"

Upon hearing this, the man couldn't help but open his mouth, but he didn't say anything. A blank expression involuntarily appeared on his handsome face. The simple-minded man didn't think that Zhou Ke'er might be talking nonsense and bragging—although it couldn't really be called bragging—so he felt that his skills in lightness kung fu were simply child's play.

Hey, what are you standing there for? What's the use of looking at me? Watch where you're going!

Seeing the man frozen in shock, Zhou Ke'er quickly called him back to his senses. "Are you kidding me? You dare to be distracted while driving at such a height? You might die without even knowing how!"

"I...I'm not called 'Hey Hey.' You can just call me 'Thief'..."

The man sighed helplessly, then paused halfway through his sentence. Realizing that his lightness skill wasn't even as fast as Zhou Ke'er's casual running, he had to change his approach: "Never mind, just call me by my name. My name is Wei Yang."

"Good heavens, is that the one who got torn apart by chariots?"

Zhou Ke'er exclaimed that he was an expert, saying that it was incredibly brave for a thief to dare to use such a name.

"?"

Wei Yang looked puzzled. "What... torn apart by chariots?"

"Hmm, I foresaw your future. You'll be arrested and torn apart by five horses. So my advice is to quickly retire from the underworld, sell your 'golden pot' (a type of shady business), and live the rest of your life honestly."

Zhou Ke'er answered in a very serious manner.

Wei Yang's lips twitched, and he was about to say something when he heard a voice coming from not far ahead: "I like what Constable Zhou said. But it's a pity that the Thief Saint doesn't seem to have the honor of retiring from the martial world and living out his remaining years in peace. What awaits him is only endless imprisonment."

Immediately, a man dressed in a black outfit with special patterns leaped out of the shadows and blocked Wei Yang and Zhou Ke'er's path. "However... although it was indeed part of my plan for you, Officer Zhou, to escape with his help, and I hoped you would follow through... I still have to say it's a pity. How can an officer escape from prison?"

You're wrong about one thing.

Just as the man was pontificating arrogantly, Zhou Ke'er's voice suddenly rang out from behind him like a ghost: "Who said I escaped with that guy's help? Do I need help to break out of prison? You seem to be underestimating me."

The man's voice froze—How could this be!

Just a moment ago, Zhou Ke'er was right in front of him, but before he could even blink, she had disappeared from his sight and appeared behind him.

What terrifying lightness skill! A miscalculation!

"You made a huge mistake by not accurately assessing the strength of others before you started scheming against them. With this level of ability, you still think about scheming against others every day?"

Zhou Ke'er leaned close to the man's ear, her breath warm and fragrant, yet the sound was icy cold: "You think you're worthy of being the God of Catchers? Why don't you give me that title?"

The cool temperature of the dagger slowly touched the man's throat—it was Zhou Ke'er's death fang.

"How...how come you still have a weapon...?"

The man's eyes widened, revealing an incredulous expression—Zhou Ke'er had clearly been searched when she was arrested and imprisoned, so there was no way she could have brought anything into the cell... Could it be that the Thief Saint had anticipated this situation and thus gave her a weapon for self-defense?

That doesn't make sense either. Judging from the surprised look on Thief Saint's face, he obviously didn't expect this situation either!

"How about we play a game? Guess which of the jailers, or rather, guards, are on your side, and which are on mine?"

Zhou Ke'er's cheerful voice kept coming from behind him, but it sent chills down his spine. "I'll give you thirty seconds to think, hurry up and guess. Here's a hint... think about how long I've been a constable here~"

The man's eyes widened immediately, looking incredulous. Could there be a problem inside?!

Damn it, the higher-ups had clearly instructed him to pay special attention to Zhou Ke'er, but he thought she was just a woman and that he had only set a simple trap... He never expected that such a huge loophole would be exploited by her!

The result is... he's now being checkmated by his opponent!

## Chapter 490, Section 485: The Chapter of Stealing Heaven (Part Four)

"I didn't expect you to have been secretly plotting this all along... What is your purpose?"

The man held hostage by Zhou Ke'er was, after all, a well-known constable with decent mental fortitude. Although he was momentarily shocked, he quickly regained his composure.

"How interesting. You ask me what my purpose is? Shouldn't I be asking you that first?"

Zhou Ke'er chuckled lightly, the blade of her dagger lightly touching the other person's neck, turning it around as if playing with it. "You were the ones who arrested me on your own first, weren't you? And, judging from what that Thief Saint said, it seems that the person who actually stole the jade cloud bracelet last time wasn't him, the one who sent me to protect it? I suppose only you would do something like that, right?"

"That's right, I didn't do it, but they're blaming me for it... I'm not the kind of person who would steal just any treasure."

Wei Yang lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped to the man's side. He reached out and tried to pull off the veil from the man's face. "I want to see what kind of expression the so-called famous God of Arrest will make now—your identity is already known to everyone, so why are you still wearing a veil? It's like trying to hide something obvious—don't you think so, Ying Kuo?"

As he spoke, Wei Yang unhesitatingly ripped off the mask from the other man's face, a hint of pleasure showing on his face—although he himself hadn't defeated the other man, seeing his old rival suffer a setback was still something to be happy about.

"Wait, no...this is a trap!"

The moment Wei Yang saw the man's true face, his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly whispered to Zhou Ke'er, who was holding the man hostage, "This guy isn't the God of Catchers! We've been tricked; he's a double!"

"A Stand? What Stand? I didn't see one. Does the Stand you're talking about even 'Ora Ora'?"

Zhou Ke'er looked confused.

"Clap clap clap..."

A round of applause came from the treetops not far away. A figure in black robes stood on a branch, bobbing slightly, clapping at Zhou Ke'er and Wei Yang, saying, "That was truly wonderful. Luckily, you had a backup plan. It wasn't me who came out earlier, otherwise I would be the one being held hostage now."

"Since you know that, why do you still dare to show your face now? Do you think I can't catch you from this distance? You're being far too confident."

Zhou Ke'er casually tossed aside the thing in her hand—yes, just dropped it from this height—and, playing with the dagger in her hand, looked at the man with an air of nonchalance.

Logically speaking, that guy should really be the God of Catching, Ying Kuo, right? After all, Wei Yang immediately adopted a very skillful and vigilant posture.

"No, it's not confidence. It's that even if you take me hostage, it won't do you any good."

Ying Kuo waved his hand. "Haven't you realized yet? I'm not the one in control of all this. I'm just a small pawn in this game. But... looking at your performance just now, I understand why the higher-ups are so wary of you, and even set up this kind of scheme to get rid of you."

Hmm... Zhou Ke'er narrowed her eyes slightly, not understanding whether the other person suddenly mentioned "getting hooked" or something like that. Was it a slip of the tongue or something they deliberately told Zhou Ke'er?

Although Zhou Ke'er had indeed suspected it for a while, she knew that someone of this level couldn't possibly be the mastermind—let alone Zhou Ke'er, even if it were that guy Leng Chi Tu, he'd be more than capable of resolving the current situation. The Nightmare Module wasn't that bad.

However, if the other party deliberately reveals this information, then we must be wary of their intentions.

However, Zhou Ke'er didn't think about it for long.

"So, you're just a tool to test me?"

Almost immediately, Zhou Ke'er's voice rang out from behind Ying Kuo—he had no habit of standing face to face with the enemy and chatting idly, nor did he have the habit of pondering to himself in front of the enemy.