Chapter 207: To Kill or Not to Kill

"So, you are nothing more than a Chess Piece after all!"

At the very moment Feng Mochen was on the verge of death, Shen Yu's vast Mental Power surged into the other's mind, forcibly searching his memories.

Everything regarding Feng Mochen's past immediately surfaced before Shen Yu's eyes; it all appeared so real.

Had it not been for the need to examine his memories, Feng Moli would have been reduced to nothing long ago. However, he was nearly there anyway; being struck by such brutal Mental Power, even if he didn't die, he would be left mentally disabled.

The other's memories were very clear, clear down to the smallest detail, which showed that Feng Moli himself was a person with a remarkably powerful memory who let no detail slip by.

In Feng Moli's memories, the most profound impression was of being captured as a child for medicine testing; that agonizing, life-wishing-for-death sensation remained deeply carved into his mind.

With his foundation completely destroyed, he lost all prospects and could only survive amidst the contempt and ridicule of the Feng Family members; every day and every night, that sense of humiliation would crawl into his heart.

In order to live, he could not show a shred of hatred, and even had to hide all his inner thoughts.

From then on, Feng Moli began to wear a hypocritical mask, facing everyone with a smile every day.

Even if someone slapped him, he would quickly offer the other side of his face and lean in with a smile.

Gradually, no one bullied this Second Master of the Feng Family anymore, because bullying such a person was truly uninteresting and even invited contempt.

Of course, it was also because of the protection of the Feng Family Patriarch, Feng Mochen.

This younger brother, who was practically a disgrace, allowed the Family Head, Feng Mochen, to gain plenty of favor; everyone thought he was a good man who cherished his brother.

Only Feng Moli knew just how ruthless his brother truly was; apart from himself, all their other brothers had been finished off by this "good" big brother.

Gradually, he became fearful and sensitive. Those childhood memories were like unforgettable pains, constantly piling up in his heart.

It was precisely this pain that caused this Second Master of the Feng Family to become increasingly twisted amidst the day-after-day torture, believing that all Feng Family members owed him.

When he hid in a corner shivering, he had more than once fantasized about obtaining a fortuitous encounter one day, reshaping his foundation to counterattack everyone and stand at the very pinnacle.

And after gaining power, how he would take revenge, how he would wash away his humiliation.

For so many years, Feng Moli had been struggling continuously between pain and fantasy.

It wasn't until the age of thirty that his life ushered in a transformation; his opportunity had arrived.

Everything was almost exactly the same as his past fantasies; that year, he accidentally obtained a legacy and gained absolute power within it.

Gradually, Feng Moli transformed from a useless person into an expert second only to the Feng Family Ancestor, and none of the Feng Family members knew of this.

However, at this time he was not complacent; instead, he continued to hide himself, still regarded as a disgrace as before, suffering cold eyes and mockery every day.

Only, his mindset had changed; it had become sharp and hidden.

When you have no ability, those cold eyes are the sharpest knives stabbing into your heart, drawing blood with every cut.

But when you have sufficient ability, enough to stand above the vast majority of people, these so-called cold eyes appeared to him as nothing more than a group of pretentious clowns.

He could not let the Feng Family members see his schemes; after all, he still had to sacrifice all the Feng Family members, and if they discovered any clues, it might cause complications. Therefore, he needed to hide himself.

From then on, he became increasingly transparent in the Feng Family. In secret, however, he began to lay out plans and set up the Great Array. He went through many schemes and created the Xinghai Gang through the hands of Li Zehai.

Utilizing various powers, he built Great Arrays in both the Feng Family and the Xinghai Gang, so that if the array in one place were destroyed, there would be another in reserve.

Everything was so perfect; he was just waiting for some expert standing at the pinnacle of the world to appear, and he would activate the Great Array, swallow everything the other possessed, and turn the other's cultivation into his own.

Only then would he be able to stand in the sunlight and proudly tell all the Feng Family members that he was never a piece of trash.

Instead, these so-called high-and-mighty Feng Family experts, these people whose fighting spirit had long been eroded by luxury, were the true pieces of trash.

He wanted to use his own existence to fiercely slap these people in the face.

All these memories perfectly interpreted what a counterattack was; Feng Moli's life looked like a protagonist's template. First discarded, then rising, and finally crushing everyone.

If he hadn't met Shen Yu in the end, all of Feng Moli's schemes would have been very successful, and he might have even stepped to the peak in one go, suppressing the world.

But Shen Yu always felt something was wrong; this plot seemed very satisfying to watch, but after the satisfaction, it felt empty.

In an instant, a flash of insight crossed Shen Yu's mind—that was it, the memories of the later counterattack were too empty!

Carefully flipping through these chaotic memories, the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. At first glance, these memories seemed fine, but upon closer scrutiny, there seemed to be a major flaw.

It was too general!

Feng Moli remembered clearly even the trivial things from his childhood, such as who scolded him, who occasionally treated him well, and who might spare him in the future.

But the part about his later counterattack seemed blurry and unclear, difficult to be specific.

What kind of legacy did he receive, who was the original owner of the legacy, what was the aura of the original owner like, and how did he feel when inheriting the power?

Wait, wait—everything was very blurry. It was as if these things that should have been very important were not important at all at this moment.

In Feng Moli's memories, he only felt as if he were rapidly improving, and soon reached his current realm. There were no obstacles and no barriers.

Everything went as smoothly as a dream, yet he didn't feel anything abnormal; instead, he felt this was what he deserved.

But thinking about it carefully, such a scene, such a counterattack, could indeed only be imagined in a dream.

Perhaps, it was just a dream. Feng Moli's memories must have been tampered with by someone; it is laughable that he didn't even know it!

If Shen Yu guessed correctly, this was a Chess Piece used to divert attention. One has to admit, the other party did it very cleverly, covering up all traces of their existence.

It is a pity, though, that the Chess Piece they chose was too restless, and their ambition was too great.

Originally, everything should have gone according to plan; in Feng Moli's original memories, there was such a plan, which completely overlapped with the plan Li Zehai mentioned about activating the Great Array in a few days.

However, Feng Moli did not follow the plan; the moment he stepped into the Feng Family, Feng Moli's ambition was ignited.

He had already tampered with everyone in the Feng Family, and the activation of the Great Array was only a thought away, and now such an expert had arrived.

Everything was ready, the east wind had arrived; this was the best timing, why not act? It was just a little early, what was the problem?

He subconsciously believed that as long as he swallowed him, he could obtain everything.

Ambition was growing wildly; the more terrifying Shen Yu appeared, the greater Feng Moli's ambition became, so great that it was completely uncontrollable.

He couldn't wait to make these his own; the more he did so, the more everything deviated from its original trajectory.

In the end, it was like a wild horse off the leash, becoming completely uncontrollable; the Great Array was triggered prematurely, and Shen Yu easily completed a counter-kill within the array, shattering Feng Moli's dream.

With this shattering, the originally perfect plan had a flaw, and Feng Moli was that biggest flaw.

Originally, the evidence from the Xinghai Gang pointed to him, all evidence pointed to him; Feng Moli appeared to be the person behind it all.

Only waiting for the Great Array to activate, the power Feng Moli had always craved within the array would surge toward him frantically; having obtained powerful strength, Feng Moli would become the greatest threat in the martial arts world.

When the time comes, the blame for the Blood Sacrifice of so many people will be placed on Feng Moli, and the entire martial arts world will rise up to attack him.

But at this moment, after receiving power that he could not fully withstand, Feng Moli was like a balloon inflated to its limit.

He appeared powerful, but in reality, he only needed a tiny bit of external force to be punctured; then, while being hunted, Feng Moli would suffer a backlash and explode because he could not withstand the power of the Great Array.

This is the most perfect way to destroy the body and erase all traces, leaving no flaws for anyone to see!

In everyone's eyes, everything was caused by Feng Moli being too eager for success and rashly devouring too much power; there are countless examples of such insatiable greed in the martial arts world.

Feng Moli was harmed by his own greed, and martial arts justice has won once again; as for how it won, does that even matter?