"That person would be strange if there weren't any problems..." But with that came, even more, doubts: First, the Xie family... Did the Xie family really lose something? If so, what was lost? Was it "Jia Ren" who stole it? If nothing was lost, why would the Xie family lie? Does this matter have anything to do with the annihilation of the Xie family? Why did the Sever Gold Sect at first call this "Jia Ren" a traitor, but later adamantly deny it? What happened in between? The annihilation of the Xie family, the disappearance of the Fire Buddha... How exactly do these events relate to Jia Ren? As Mo Hua was pondering, he suddenly noticed a change in Jia Ren's movements. A squad of Enforcement Leaders from Bi Mountain City Daoist Court Office, on routine patrol, passed by this area, alerting Jia Ren. He found it inconvenient to dispose of the stolen goods, so he pocketed three Storage Bags and chose a secluded path, heading toward the desolate mountains to the north. Mo Hua glanced at Gu Changhuai. Gu Changhuai's eyes lit up as expected, placing down three Spirit Stones on the table before quickly standing up and leaving. Mo Hua estimated in his mind that the three Spirit Stones also covered his own tea bill, so he nodded contentedly and then stood up to leave, quietly following behind Gu Changhuai. The northern mountains behind Bishan City were even steeper. Jia Ren was extremely vigilant. He had disguised himself as a short, stocky Cultivator with a bamboo basket for gathering herbs, winding his way through the mountain paths, occasionally pausing to look back and stare into the mountains. Gu Changhuai and Mo Hua could only follow from a distance. Fortunately, both had strong Divine Senses, so there was no chance Jia Ren could escape. Mo Hua asked, "Uncle Gu, should we make our move?" Gu Changhuai nodded. "How do we catch him?" Mo Hua inquired further. They needed to capture him alive, quickly, accurately, to make it a swift battle without giving "Jia Ren" a chance to react or flee. Nor give him the chance to signal someone... Capturing someone was something Mo Hua was reasonably skilled at, but he still wanted to hear how Uncle Gu or, to say, the Daoist Court, would normally approach it. He had his own methods, and he wanted to check them against what Uncle Gu said – that way, he could patch up any gaps and refine his technique. Gu Changhuai's thoughts were focused on Jia Ren and the Fire Buddha, unsuspecting anything else, he calmly said, "On his unavoidable path, we set a trap, place a Formation for an ambush..." "On the ground we lay manacles, the manacles doused with poisonous Pills..." "For the Formation, we use the Sonic Explosion Array to momentarily stun him..." "And take the opportunity to subdue him..." "Then with a Spiritual Lock, we seal his limbs..." "We have to be thorough in our preparation, quick in action, and ruthless in our approach, not giving him the chance to counterattack, nor to commit suicide..." "This is the basic procedure for the Daoist Court's arrests..." ... As Gu Changhuai was explaining, Mo Hua was nodding continuously. Although he knew some of the things already, the details of the methods were quite different and there were many practices he could learn from... After finishing, Gu Changhuai cautioned Mo Hua: "Remember the rules we've agreed upon: don't make a move." "Uh-huh." Mo Hua replied. Gu Changhuai nodded slightly, then in a flash, he was traversing the rugged rocks, quickly reaching Jia Ren's front. Mo Hua followed just as quietly. However, he only hid on the side, releasing his Divine Sense to carefully observe. Jia Ren, still unaware, kept walking forward. His destination was a cliff ahead. Before the cliff, Gu Changhuai laid out several specialized Daoist Court Array Plates, burying several manacles beneath the ground. His technique was skilled, movements crisp and swift. And the traps were well-placed. Mo Hua, with a humble attitude of learning, also silently committed the Daoist Court's method and habits of setting traps to memory. Everything was ready; Gu Changhuai concealed himself nearby. Moments later, Jia Ren appeared. He looked left and right, saw nothing unusual, and stepped towards the cliff, meanwhile pulling out a Storage Bag, intending to throw it off the cliff. But after just a few steps, he heard a "clank" and a surge of intense pain. "No good!" Looking down, Jia Ren saw a manacle, like the jaws of a tiger, biting into his calf. The manacle was coated with a green poison. The poison seeped into his bloodstream, spreading throughout his body. A numbing sensation began to spread. Traps, anesthetic! Jia Ren's expression changed dramatically, desperate, he tore a large chunk of flesh from his calf in agony to free himself from the manacle and turned to run. But at that moment, the Sonic Explosion Array at the corners detonated. Mo Hua, outside the Formation, could only hear a faint, muffled noise. But Jia Ren, within it, felt dizzy, his ears ringing with pain, his Divine Sense slowed for an instant. His flesh seemed to tremble with the sound waves. However, after a moment, a Jade Pendant on Jia Ren shattered, and a sheen of light flashed, and he regained his senses. "Daoist Court's Sonic Explosion Array?" Jia Ren's pupils contracted as he pulled a Rune from his body. But in a brief moment, a Wind Blade slashed across his arm, cutting a wound and causing the Rune to drop. The Wind Blade Skill was swift and sharp. Turning his head, Jia Ren saw the indifferent face of Gu Changhuai. Sensing Gu Changhuai's presence, Jia Ren looked desperate. "Golden Core?!" Before Jia Ren could do anything, Gu Changhuai moved like the wind, closing the distance, clutching Jia Ren's shoulder with one hand, his Spiritual Power surged, instantly crushing Jia Ren's left arm. Jia Ren sweated coldly from the pain, his eyes filled with horror, and then with a flick of his right hand, he held a few Pills from his sleeve, trying to shove them into his mouth.