Versatile Mage: The Zhou Family's Young Master Forcefully Marries Mu Ningxue

Chapter 200 Meeting Su Lu, Taking Control of the Asian Magic Association
The next day, based on the clues he had obtained, Zhou Haoyu successfully found the owner of the Silver Jewelry Guild, Bashamiao.

"Bastards, how dare you lay a hand on me? Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Bashamiao was forcibly suppressed to the ground by an invisible force, and even using his super-level power, he could not resist.

Zhou Haoyu subdued the high-level mage of the Bad Guy Guild with just one move.

Unless one's cultivation reaches the third level of the Super Rank, it is impossible to break free from this mental force restraint.

"Brother Yu, is this guy Basham?"

Mo Fan and his companions, who arrived late, saw the man kneeling on the ground and immediately asked him questions.

“Not bad.” Zhou Haoyu nodded.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Mo Fan immediately kicked him several times in a fit of anger.

He was filled with rage at the thought of the children who had died tragically in Asuka City.

Bashamiao was completely imprisoned and couldn't even summon his armor magic tools. He could only endure Mo Fan's kicks, which made him scream in pain.

"Knowing my name, Bashamiao, how dare you attack me? Who are you?!"

Basham's face was almost contorted in pain. He had committed evil deeds for many years and had also helped many big shots deal with their shady dealings.

But this was the first time he had ever seen such a young super-level mage, and his strength was so terrifying.

Its origins are definitely not simple!
"I will not change my name or surname, I am Shen Mingxiao from Shanghai."

After saying that, Mo Fan kicked him in the face several more times.

Zhou Haoyu rolled his eyes when he heard the nickname Mo Fan gave him.

When did the Asian Magic Association contact you?

Zhou Haoyu's gaze fell on Bashamiao, and he spoke in a cold tone.

Upon hearing the name of the Asian Magic Association, Bashamou trembled.

How did this guy find out?
"I do not know what you're talking about."

Basham dared not reveal the information about the Asian Magic Association, otherwise he would surely die without any chance of survival.

Zhou Haoyu's gaze sharpened. If he didn't want to waste the soul imprint, he would have turned this guy into a puppet long ago.

However, even if he couldn't use the Soul Imprint, he had other methods.

In an instant, spiritual power surged into Bashamyo's spiritual world like a flood.

Although Bashamiao was a high-level mage, he had not cultivated his mental power much and could not withstand it even for a moment.

The next moment, Bashamiao lay on the ground as if he had cerebral palsy, his pupils dilated, and his mental world completely collapsed.

After Zhou Haoyu gathered the necessary information, he casually tossed him into the underworld.

He has plenty of ways to deal with such a wicked beast.

"Brother Yu, how is it?" Zhao Manyan asked, leaning closer.

"You all go back first, I need to go somewhere."

Zhou Haoyu said in an unyielding tone.

From the information in Bashamiao's mind, he learned that the people from the Asian Magic Association were on the Tyrant Mountains.

Given the strength of Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and others, even if they went, they wouldn't be of any use, and might even become a burden.

"Alright, we'll wait for you at the hotel."

Mo Fan was well aware of Zhou Haoyu's strength. Since Brother Yu didn't want them to participate, it meant that he was most likely preparing to use the power of an emperor.

Zhou Haoyu didn't say anything more, and disappeared from their sight in a flash.

Zhou Haoyu used his Wind and Thunder Wings to fly all the way to the highest point of the Tyrant Mountain Range. This was a mountain peak full of jagged rock ridges, the entire peak was long and looked like the spine of a dragon.

On the other side of the slowly rising mountain peak is a long cliff standing above the clouds, like a heavenly road leading to the kingdom of gods, majestic and lonely.

Suddenly, a gust of wind howled, and then a middle-aged man appeared in Zhou Haoyu's field of vision.

"Sir, if you are interested in watching this ceremony, please follow me. Please do not have any extreme thoughts, or you will bear the consequences."

The middle-aged man gave a gentle and friendly smile, but his tone was completely different, showing no tolerance for refusal or argument.

Zhou Haoyu glanced at him, then slightly raised his hand and grasped him in an invisible palm.

"Who do you think you are, daring to talk to me like that?"

Zhou Haoyu already had a bad impression of the people from the Asian Magic Association, and now that he heard this guy's threat, he decided to take action.

Then, they threw him into the underworld.

Now that he had decided to take action against Su Lu, he naturally wouldn't care whether the person was innocent or not.

Zhou Haoyu flew for a while longer and soon heard a seductive voice.

"In the past, people in Europe referred to dragons as a scourge, because they were so powerful that they could destroy the entire effort of a tribe or a nation overnight."

[Activation Requirements: Control of the Asian Magic Association.]

Looking down at Su Lu, Zhou Haoyu felt as if he had met a self-help guru.

Applause for those who understand!
It must be said that Su Lu is indeed very charismatic as a leader, and it's no wonder that even Xi Zhe obeys Su Lu completely.

Most people who can cultivate forbidden spells basically think they are at the peak and never think about surpassing emperors.

Su Lu not only has complete control over the entire Asian Magic Association, but even dares to have designs on Emperor-level True Dragons.

From this point of view alone, Su Lu's personal charisma is much stronger than Michael's.

Ultimately, Michael was merely relying on the soul of an angel.

In order to maintain the so-called stability of the human world, they use the name of God to combine the functions of lawmaking, arrest, judgment, and execution.

This in itself is a form of depravity!
At this moment, Su Lu stopped her speech and looked up at Zhou Haoyu in the sky.

"Now that you're here, young friend, why don't you come down and observe this grand event?"

Su Lu smiled inexplicably, but when she saw that Zhou Haoyu was all alone, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.

Zhou Haoyu glanced at Su Lu. This guy was essentially similar to Salang; both were extremely stubborn.

Salang wants to destroy the world, while Su Lu wants to establish a power like the Holy City, or even surpass it.

This grand ceremony was his first step.

However, since Zhou Haoyu had come, it was impossible to let him have his way.

Zhou Haoyu landed not far from Su Lu. Although he wasn't wearing armor, he had his mental power, so he wasn't worried about Su Lu suddenly attacking.

While mental power alone might be insufficient to resist forbidden spells, it should be able to withstand them for a period of time.

After all, no matter how powerful Su Lu is, he can't instantly cast forbidden magic.

"Speaker Su Lu, I've long admired your name."

Zhou Haoyu did not make a move at the beginning, after all, the Black Dragon Emperor had not yet appeared, and it would not be too late to make a move after the Black Dragon Emperor appeared.

"Heh, I heard you killed several of my men. If you join the Asian Magic Association, I can let bygones be bygones and even arrange a good position for you."

Su Lu looked at Zhou Haoyu with a smile on his face; he could tell Zhou Haoyu's cultivation level.

Space-type Super-Tier 3!
(End of this chapter)