My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1186 - 462: Shen Nong Shi

Chapter 1186: Chapter 462: Shen Nong Shi

Mr. Bertram held the Broken Tile Jar in his hand, but his thoughts were on the Daoist Priest. Generally speaking, Mr. Bertram wouldn’t need to waste energy interrogating him; he could just search his soul directly.

However, once it involved some mysterious and profound things, it was highly likely that he had just captured his soul, which could lead to self-destruction, just like the believers of the Red Barbarians.

Now it seemed that Daoist Priest wasn’t involved in any ancient existence; he had merely relied on a divination Demon Artifact. Would Mr. Bertram still be polite to him?

With one hand holding the Broken Tile Jar, the other hand grabbed in the air, and the power of the Abyss forced the Daoist Priest’s Three Souls and Seven Spirits out of his body! And when Mr. Bertram found himself in the Abyss, he discovered that it was even more effective than his soul-searching technique. The Three Souls and Seven Spirits were in a "transparent" state here, and all the memories, no matter how deeply hidden, even those fragments that were not even clear to the host, could be seen clearly at a glance.

Yet, even under such circumstances, the Daoist Priest still retained a clear and complete cognition, but neither his body nor his soul could move. He could only watch everything happen in horror and helplessness!

There was great fear here.

Mr. Bertram focused on observing the Priest’s experiences in the ancient Demon Tomb. At that time, the Daoist Priest was only at The Third Great Boundary. However, Mr. Bertram could now discern that their adventure seemed to have been arranged by some power in the dark.

Whether it was the death of their companions or the Priest’s lucky escape and obtaining the Earthenware Jar, there was an elusive will manipulating everything from behind!

"Humph!" Mr. Bertram snorted coldly, secretly noting down the location of the Demon Tomb. After dealing with the matters at hand, he would personally check it out.

Mr. Bertram also carefully examined the Priest’s dealings with the Five Founding Dukes. Indeed, he was made to be a swindler; the Duke of Stev was so knowledgeable but was still deceived by him. Then, he devoted all his efforts to trying to marry his grandson off to Ava, so as to ensure the wealth of his family for the next Thirty Thousand Years.

The "funny" part of this was that the Priest mentioned Ava’s name, but nobody had seen Verna! The Duke of Stev immediately activated his power and started an investigation, but Ava’s exposed information was pitifully scarce. This wasn’t Mr. Bertram’s deliberate confidentiality; from an outsider’s perspective, there wasn’t much remarkable about her.

Finally, the Duke of Stev obtained Ava’s portrait and almost all of her experiences in Summit Metropolitan Office from a Prescott. Mr. Bertram noted this Prescott’s name and without any delay, sent an order back, asking Matthew to take action immediately and capture the mole!

This information confirmed the Priest’s assessment of Ava, and the Duke of Stev was overjoyed. He immediately planned to go to the palace and ask the Empress to support his matchmaking efforts.

However, when the rightful grandson of the Duke of Stev and the future heir saw Verna’s appearance, he refused to agree, argued with his grandfather, and even threatened death!

The Duke of Stev flew into a rage, locked up his grandson, and didn’t release him until Mr. Bertram entered the capital. He also announced to his family that if they refused to marry Ava, the grandson would be abolished, and someone else would be chosen to inherit the duke’s title!

Thus, a few days before Owen’s entry into the capital, the grandson finally yielded. Among those who took the initiative to offer gifts to Mr. Bertram when he entered the capital was the grandson. The reason why the grandson figured it out was also thanks to the old Daoist Priest, who went to persuade him: Although Ava would be the real wife, how could she control you with no foundation in the Duke of Stev’s mansion? After marrying her, you can still have fun. As long as you have the title of Duke, what is there to worry about?

This made Mr. Bertram furious. First, he was angry at the Duke’s grandson for not knowing his place, and second, he was angry at the old Daoist Priest. My sister can refuse you, but you dare to look down on my sister? You ungrateful dog!

Mr. Bertram suppressed his anger and continued to look through related memories. The Duke of Stev originally wanted to monopolize the situation, but the Five Founding Dukes were too closely related. As soon as he returned from the Empress’s palace, the news leaked out, and the other four families quickly got wind of it. So, the five families joined forces!

The Duke of Stev was also angry, secretly investigating the leakage, but the relationships within the mansion were so complicated that the key figures remained untouched in the end, with only two servants being punished.

Mr. Bertram carefully checked the exchanges between the Daoist Priest and the Five Founding Dukes and finally confirmed that he had not divulged Ava’s true identity to the outside world. It’s not that the Priest didn’t want to; all he knew came from the Broken Tile Jar, which hadn’t revealed much of the truth.

Mr. Bertram breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, if he had to silence the Five Founding Dukes, there would be some "pressure."

By now, the Daoist Priest no longer had any value. Mr. Bertram showed a ferocious expression, gently tossing the Broken Tile Jar in his hand, and said, "It’s said that the more sacrifices you receive, the more accurate your divination will be. So, what can you predict if I offer you as a sacrifice?"

Upon hearing this, the Daoist Priest showed an extremely terrified expression on his Three Souls and Seven Spirits, but he was unable to resist. All he could do was regret deeply. The Capital had great wealth, but also great danger! He should not have tried to calculate the existences that he couldn’t possibly provoke. Before, he was truly blinded by desire.