Chapter 376: Heading to Death

"Madness! Even the Sword Master of the past never spoke of making the people of the world grovel!"

In this instant, the surrounding Elders of Cangjian Villa did not feel any aura of a king; they only felt that the person before them had gone insane.

Making the people of the world grovel? Do you believe what those old monsters would do to teach you a lesson? It would be one thing if you died alone, but do you intend to drag the entire Cangjian Villa down to be buried with you?

"Ridiculous! I was born into this world, and I am destined to be extraordinary. Just because my predecessors couldn't do it doesn't mean I can't!"

"Since others won't give it to me, I will take it myself. I will climb to the peak step by step and look down upon the world!"

Now that he possessed power, everything was within his grasp; this was the taste of authority, the flavor of power.

Immediately after, Zhuo Yi looked toward those Elders; he had vented what he needed to vent and boasted what he needed to boast, leaving only the final matter to be settled.

"Those willing to submit to me, from now on, obey my orders and follow my commands—stand on this side!" Pointing to the side, there was an unquestionable tone in Zhuo Yi's words.

Cangjian Villa was *his* Cangjian Villa; no one could share any power with him!

And just at this moment, Zhuo Yi suddenly felt as if everything before his eyes was undergoing a massive change, as if the entire World had shattered in this instant.

The next moment, Zhuo Yi was astonished to discover that his power seemed to have vanished completely; his terrifying power capable of suppressing everything, the Sword Intent of Mu Zishan that he had completely fused with—all of it had disappeared.

At this moment, his strength seemed to have returned to how it was before, back when he could only carefully hide his ambition.

Everything that had just happened felt like a dream to him, only this dream was a bit more realistic.

However, when he saw the look in the Elders' eyes—as if they wanted to devour him—Zhuo Yi's heart trembled violently. There was no need to ask; he knew they had seen everything that had just occurred.

What should he do now that these old fellows knew the little thoughts in his heart? They wouldn't actually eat him, would they?

It seemed it was time to display his true acting skills.

"Elders, what just happened?" Gasping for breath, Zhuo Yi was now the very picture of a weak man drenched in sweat.

"I felt as if I had been bewitched, as if something was stirring my emotions, stirring my ambition."

"This must be some kind of secret technique that confuses the mind, as if it could make one sink unconsciously, fall into the abyss unconsciously. Someone is harming me in the dark—who could it be?"

"Elders, I didn't do anything to wrong Cangjian Villa just now, did I?"

Watching the reactions of the few, Zhuo Yi found it hard to accept, and immediately put on a look of deep sorrow and regret: "Could it be that I really did something to wrong Cangjian Villa?"

"It is all my fault for having a weak will; if not for this, I would not have caused damage to Cangjian Villa. I am willing to die to atone for my sins!"

As he spoke, Zhuo Yi had already drawn the sword at his waist and held it against his own neck. According to his script, these old fellows should be coming up to stop him by now.

Zhuo Yi was quite confident in his acting. With acting like his, tricking a bunch of old men who had never been out in the pugilistic world was as easy as pie.

These people had always been in Cangjian Villa, had never been outside, and had never experienced the harsh beatings of society; they were, one could say, a group of little old men who could be tricked however he pleased.

If they had even a shred of intelligence, would they have let him play them for so many years?

Having spent so many years in Cangjian Villa, Zhuo Yi had only one rule: as long as he was shameless enough, nothing was a problem.

Seeing that no one had come to stop him yet, Zhuo Yi hardened his heart and sliced slightly at his neck, ensuring that blood would seep out while guaranteeing he wouldn't actually hurt himself.

"Stop!" Seeing the sword in Zhuo Yi's hand draw a red line across his neck, with threads of fresh blood already seeping out.

Several old men immediately stepped forward to stop him, while at the same time, there was some suspicion in their eyes—could they have really wronged him? Was everything just now because he had been bewitched?

Come to think of it, otherwise why would Zhuo Yi suddenly go mad and say he wanted to reach the very peak? It was nonsense. He knew his own worth, didn't he?

"Beautiful!" Watching everything unfold like a spectator, Shen Yu could not help but clap and praise Zhuo Yi.

No wonder this guy could be Villa Master; in just a short moment, the aura of a hypocrite was fully revealed.

In all fairness, Zhuo Yi's acting wasn't even that great, but his opponents were even more pathetic. These weren't Elders; they were clearly a group of little old men who hadn't seen much of the world—of course they would be led around by the nose.

"That wasn't some secret technique to confuse the mind; it was just a small illusion. However, that illusion can stimulate the desires at the bottom of one's heart and let people see the scenes they most want to see!"

"In other words, no one bewitched you; what you just saw was what you most wanted to see deep in your heart!"

"I must say, Villa Master Zhuo has great ambition!"

Saying this, Shen Yu couldn't help but shake his head with a look of sympathy: "But it also precisely shows that you are not very confident, and you are full of fear when facing those old monsters!"

"Otherwise, what we would have seen wouldn't just be you having fused with Mu Zishan's Sword Intent, but that you had already ascended to the peak."

"Therefore, your greatest desire in your heart is actually just to fuse with Mu Zishan's Sword Intent, or at most fuse with the power of one more old monster, to give you enough power to protect yourself in this Great Contention Era."

"As for the rest, like suppressing the world and such, those are pipe dreams to you—pipe dreams you don't even dare to think about. It's rare to see such timid ambition!"

"You!" Zhuo Yi felt that Shen Yu was mocking him, but he didn't dare to talk back.

If the old fellows beside him were to attack him, he could still trade a few blows. But facing this young man who was so detestable no matter how one looked at him, he was afraid he would only be left kneeling.

Forcing a smile, Zhuo Yi said in a low voice, "Lord Shen, you must be joking with me; how could I be such a person!"

"I rarely joke with people, especially with strangers!"

Spreading his hands, there was not a hint of warmth on Shen Yu's face: "Villa Master Zhuo, we aren't familiar enough to be joking."

"Zhuo Yi!" A roar came from beside his ear, making Zhuo Yi's ears buzz.

His eyes looked over subconsciously; the two Elders he had killed in the illusion were standing there completely unharmed.

However, both of them were glaring at him with rage; if not for the presence of an outsider, they would have probably given him a double-teaming beatdown by now.

"Zhuo Yi, that means you really wanted to kill us just now! You have such audacity to dare to move against us! We are going to strip you of your position as Villa Master!"

"Two Elders, listen to me, let me explain..."

Just as Zhuo Yi was preparing to offer an explanation, a violent tremor suddenly came from outside, and at this moment, the faces of the several old men changed drastically.

"The Array outside has a problem! What is going on? Quickly go and see if the Sword Master's Sword Intent is still there!"

Feeling the tremor outside, the few men could no longer care about Zhuo Yi and began to run outside quickly, and at this moment, Zhuo Yi also ran along with them.

Yu Renqing was still locked up there; the Array trembling—could it have something to do with that brat?

"It's gone, it's gone!" Upon arriving at the Great Array, Zhuo Yi looked at what was before him in disbelief and couldn't help but mutter to himself in a low voice.

"What is gone?"

"The person carrying the Sword Master's Sword Intent is gone! I clearly locked him here; it is impossible for him to have escaped on his own. There is a traitor! Our Cangjian Villa must have a traitor!"

"You didn't extract the Sword Master's Sword Intent?" An Elder nearby grabbed his collar in a fit of rage, his man-eating eyes wide open.

"Zhuo Yi, what have you brought upon our Cangjian Villa!"