Dimensional Hotel
Chapter 350: Capture the Living, Judge the Dead

Chapter 350: Chapter 350: Capture the Living, Judge the Dead

"This guy puts up quite a struggle," Erin (Rebar) sat on Yu Sheng’s shoulder, looking at the enemy she had captured and remarked, "I must say, his stamina is really good."

Yu Sheng didn’t speak, he just carefully walked over, observing the strange mask worn by the black-clothed cultivator.

These suddenly appearing enemies all wore peculiar masks on their faces, the masks were not entirely identical, but the similarity was in the pitted surface, reminiscent of eroded stone, as if it’s a deliberate mimicry of some kind of ’image’, with colors varying from deep black to dark red, all in unpleasant somber hues.

After a slight hesitation, Yu Sheng reached out and took off the mask.

Beneath the mask was a face twisted in anger and pain, but the man’s features themselves were quite ordinary.

"Do you recognize this thing?" Yu Sheng stood up and handed the mask to Xuan Che nearby.

"I don’t recognize it," Xuan Che examined the mask closely and checked its material, "...just ordinary wood, no additional effects, seems to be used merely to conceal one’s identity, and perhaps serves as some kind of status symbol."

While speaking, he bent down again to inspect the bound black-clothed cultivator for a moment.

"Looks indeed like a living human, not some entity formed in the Exotic Realm..."

"...Wasn’t the entrance to this Exotic Realm blocked by your people?" Erin’s eyes widened in surprise, "Just saw someone outside guarding the entrance...Su Yun, right?"

"Su Yun rarely makes mistakes," Xuan Che’s face was stern, "So the appearance of these people is even stranger."

As his words fell, he stepped forward, frowning tightly, staring at the unnamed enemy.

"Who are you? How did you get into this Secret Realm? Who sent you? What’s your purpose?"

Xuan Che asked a series of questions, but the black-clothed cultivator just grunted, stubbornly turning his face away.

"It’s obvious, you ask and he surely won’t tell," Yu Sheng was all too familiar with this scene, couldn’t help but sigh, "Captured enemies always put on a tough front."

"The process must still be followed," Xuan Che said casually, then turned his gaze to Erin, "Can you loosen these ’threads’ a bit? We need to take this person back for thorough interrogation, but these ’threads’ wrapped around him all over... it’s somewhat inconvenient."

"What to do? I’m a bit afraid to loosen him," Erin was also troubled, "I feel he has a tendency for self-destruction, if the threads loosen even a little, he might kill himself."

"That’s fine." Hearing this, Xuan Che waved his hand, while speaking he approached the black-clothed cultivator, took a medicine gourd from his waist, shook it twice, and the sound of pills shaking in the previously empty gourd came. Then he took out two light purple pills, pried open the black-clothed cultivator’s mouth, and was prepared to feed him the medicine.

"What’s this?" Yu Sheng was curious at the sight, "Mind-controlling? Zombie Pills?"

"A cultivator’s mind is not so easily controlled, especially for death warriors like this, pills with such efficacy might burn out a person’s brain before even taking effect," Xuan Che smiled and shook his head, "Just some pills to suppress spiritual power, sealing heart and locking mind, letting him obediently fall asleep."

The black-clothed cultivator naturally resisted fiercely, struggling desperately as the pills approached his mouth, but who was Xuan Che? The top talent of the leading Medical Path sect on Taixu Star, patients not cooperating with medication is hardly a trouble for him. He swiftly raised his finger, energy gathered at the tip, and pointed: "Follow doctor’s orders!"

The man opened his mouth instantly, swallowing the medicine despite his body’s struggle.

Yu Sheng watched from the side, couldn’t help but speak: "Your move names..."

"Erin’s previous reminder really benefited me greatly," Xuan Che laughed upon hearing this, looked quite pleased, "Though my Medical Path defensive skills can’t compare to those specialized cultivation techniques honed through battles, they are sect inheritances for many years, each move should have a name—of course, the names I’ve thought of now are temporary, ultimately I should report to my master formally and seek his opinion on these..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

Erin’s expression was also a bit blank now, if she had sweat glands she would likely be sweating onto her feet by now, "Well, is there a chance I was just joking last time, don’t take it seriously!"

Xuan Che looked earnest: "Even jokes can be thought-provoking!"

Meanwhile, he saw the black-clothed cultivator still struggling on the ground, so he pointed again with another "Follow doctor’s orders", then forcibly fed several more pills, explaining while doing so: "This medicine is gentle, doesn’t harm the roots, doesn’t affect the mind, it’s excellent for controlling live captives. The only flaw is the potency... when dealing with experts, it’s truly a bit weak. But no worries, I made over a thousand pills when I was making medicine with my junior disciples recently... Follow doctor’s orders!"

"Follow doctor’s orders!"

"Follow doctor’s orders!"

Yu Sheng watched as Xuan Che fed an unknown number of pills into the black-clothed cultivator, who initially struggled violently, but later weakened in resistance. It was unclear if it was the spread of the medicine’s effect or a change in mindset, but after a while, the man finally stopped struggling, miserably swallowing the last pill with a look of reluctant humiliation and anger before finally falling into a deep sleep.

Yu Sheng was astounded, even momentarily thought the man was stuffed to death.

Xuan Che seemed to have some concerns about this as well. After the black-clothed cultivator fell unconscious, he hesitated for a moment, then poured a few Gastric Health Pills from the gourd and forcefully stuffed them into the man’s mouth, aiding their refinement with spiritual power.

Erin, fearlessly sowing chaos, chimed in beside him, "You could’ve given him some water earlier; he nearly choked to death."

Thinking it over, Xuan Che agreed and proceeded to pour half a jug of water into the unconscious black-clothed cultivator’s mouth—Yu Sheng tried to stop him but couldn’t.

Erin finally retracted her spider silk, leaving the black-clothed cultivator lying on the ground asleep like a corpse. Though the posture wasn’t peaceful, at least there was no longer the risk of escape or suicide. Yu Sheng watched the scene, hesitated for a while, and couldn’t help but say, "Xuan Che."

"Mr. Yu, please instruct."

"...You should become a forensic doctor in the future."

"...Ah?"

Ignoring Xuan Che’s puzzled expression, Yu Sheng casually opened a door.

On the other side of the door was the grand hall of Queyun Palace—several cultivators stared at this side in amazement.

Yu Sheng had already recorded many new coordinates in Queyun Palace, so there was no need for the door to only open in Xuan Che’s Alchemy Furnace anymore.

"Take the prisoner over there first, and report the general situation," Yu Sheng turned to Xuan Che, "then come back, we’ll investigate here further—the entrance to the Exotic Realm is clearly locked, yet these people suddenly appeared; it’s very peculiar."

"Oh, alright."

Xuan Che immediately responded, waved his hand towards the black-clothed cultivator, lifting him into the air, and took the captive directly through the door back to Queyun Palace to report to True Man Yuanling.

Yu Sheng waited patiently by the door, and soon Xuan Che returned.

"Master was shocked," he quickly said upon arrival, "this is the first time someone has been attacked while acting in the Exotic Realm, and they encountered other cultivators—he’s already put the black-clothed person into prison, and will personally interrogate him, then have me come back to investigate carefully, following your arrangement for everything."

Yu Sheng nodded, closed the door casually, then approached the other black-clothed dead bodies lying in the yellow sand.

"I’ve checked these people," Xuan Che observed and said beside him, "they were very cautious, carrying no items proving identity on them, even the magic treasures and weapons seem privately refined or carefully unmarked."

"I know, those who dare to sneak into the Exotic Realm to hunt down people from Qianfeng Ling Mountain must have this professional quality," Yu Sheng waved, "but I’m not looking for tokens from them."

Xuan Che was startled, "...Then what are you seeking?"

"I’m looking for their testimony after death," Yu Sheng turned back with a slight smile, "after all, we only caught one live person, and if we don’t get any useful information from him—I need to examine these bodies while they’re still fresh."

With those words, he bent down, reaching into a bloodstain.

All colors faded before his eyes, the black-and-white grayscale scene representing the afterlife appeared instantly, silencing everything in the desert, while a layer of mist rose on the distant horizon, and Xuan Che’s and others’ figures froze in this black-and-white world.

Yu Sheng was already familiar with this scene, he clapped his hands, ready to awaken the dead before him, but nearby sounds suddenly interrupted his next move.

In the corner of his eye, a faintly glowing figure moved slightly.

Yu Sheng lifted his head and saw the girl dressed in bright armor, her golden hair cascading like a waterfall, holding the Holy Sword, curiously surveying her surroundings, apparently amazed by the change in environment.

The spot she stood was precisely where Artificial Saintess Luna had just been.

Yu Sheng paused momentarily, but the brief astonishment quickly disappeared.

Recalling the visions he had seen earlier, it seemed he understood something.

"Luna," he spoke to the confused female knight, "I’m here."

The golden-haired girl finally emerged from her daze and saw the only other colorful and movable figure besides herself, immediately walking over, "Yu Sheng! Where is this...what’s happening?"

"Ah, now you speak much clearer," Yu Sheng heard the clear and fluent words, raised his eyebrow and smiled, "this is the world on the other side of death."