Chapter 385: How Dare You Do This

"Who are you?"

Trembling as he looked at the person before him, Shen Yu displayed a mix of terror and suspicion; he could give himself full marks for his acting in this performance.

Right now, he was not only trying to deceive others, but also himself.

Aside from modifying his past experiences within the "Time Golden Chapter" to completely mask his aura, Shen Yu had also sealed his own memories and fabricated an entirely new set.

At this very moment, in his heart, he was a down-and-out, desperate scholar, a failure who had given up on himself and completely broken down.

Of course, the one charging on the front lines was always a clone he had separated, while Shen Yu himself was secretly hiding in the distance, quietly observing the scene.

He had just witnessed the terror of this Luoyue Lake; if he hadn't run fast just now and been heavily surrounded by the lake water, he might have truly ended up finished here.

After all, the Sword Qi condensed from the lake water seemed endless, as if it had no limit, while his own Absolute Defense could only last for a quarter of an hour.

After a quarter of an hour, if he couldn't hold on, he might very well be done for here.

The power within this lake water gave him a familiar feeling; why did it feel so similar to Mu Zishan's Sword Intent?

"Young man, you aren't even afraid of death, so what are you afraid of me for!"

Looking down from above at Shen Yu, the newcomer exuded a mysterious aura, like a bottomless abyss that one could not see through at all.

At the same time, a peculiar aura began to drift out, influencing the surroundings; it was a form of inexplicable mental suggestion.

At this moment, incarnated as a scholar with his memories sealed by himself, Shen Yu suddenly had an illusion, as if the person he was facing was not a human, but a hope that could save him.

He felt an urge to kneel, wanting to beg the other party for help.

"Young man, you became famous in your youth and lived a happy life. Just because of one day of acting righteously, you were targeted by villains, and since then, not only has your family fallen into ruin, but you have also implicated your family members."

"On your wedding day, your parents were killed, and your new wife was humiliated by several men; all of this happened right before your eyes, yet you could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything from beginning to end."

"The other party didn't kill you, but wanted to torture you slowly, bit by bit. They treated you like a plaything; they wanted you to break down. This hatred is etched into your bones—don't you want revenge?"

"Who exactly are you?" Shen Yu shouted in terror, covering his ears in pain, as if he did not want to recall those unbearable, humiliating memories at all.

With just one glance, the other party seemed to have seen through him completely, stating all his experiences clearly.

"I can help you!" Suddenly, the other party spoke again; although the voice was full of coldness, it gave people a warm feeling.

"You can really help me?"

"Of course I can help you. I can give you power, and I can help you take revenge. As the price, I want you to offer up everything you have!"

"Young man, since you already have the heart to die, why not make one last gamble? Use the power I bestow upon you to kill all those who have bullied you, all those who have brought you harm!"

"You can obtain the power you desire, and what you pay is only a negligible trifle!"

The other party's words struck his soul one by one, as if stirring up the hatred in his heart, as well as his desire to survive.

The next moment, Shen Yu raised his head with determined eyes, "If I can take revenge, I am willing to pay any price, I am willing!"

"Good, close your eyes, and now I shall bestow upon you the power you desire!" Grinning, the look in the other party's eyes as he watched Shen Yu was as if he were looking at a dish of food, an insignificant ant, rather than a person equal to himself.

Following the other party's request, Shen Yu closed his eyes, and soon he felt a cold, sinister aura surging into his body.

This power seemed to transform into a Seed, planted deep within his soul, leaving a deep brand there.

The entire process allowed for not even the slightest mistake; if Shen Yu had resisted even a little, the process would have ended in failure.

But at this moment, he craved power, craved the strength to take revenge, and was even actively cooperating, so the entire process went very smoothly.

Perhaps this was also why the other party chose those who were unwilling and filled with hatred; only people who had fallen into such despair would truly stop at nothing.

Afterwards, this figure waved his hand gently, and another figure on the lake surface floated up. Above the figure, a sword was floating lightly.

From afar, Shen Yu could clearly feel everything happening here, and his eyes subconsciously narrowed slightly; this figure was Yu Renqing, whom he had been searching for.

At this moment, the Sword Intent within Yu Renqing's body was being continuously extracted and poured into a sword.

As the Sword Intent from Yu Renqing's body was poured in, the sword body hummed; this was a supreme malevolent sword, seemingly wreathed in endless malice and Blood Evil Qi.

Just a single glance was enough to make one feel as if their spirit had been snatched away, as if their entire being were mentally collapsing.

"Master, please bestow the Jinghong Sword upon me; I will clear the thorns and break the brambles for you, and sacrifice everything!"

Along with the appearance of Yu Renqing, an old man appeared, looking at the sword with fervent eyes.

He was an Elder of Cangjian Villa, and also the most loyal dog of the Master.

When he was at his most helpless and desperate, it was the person before him who gave him power, gave him everything, and allowed him to stand up again.

And relying on the power bestowed by him and his own efforts, he had recognized his ancestors and returned to the Cangjian Villa, becoming an Elder of Cangjian Villa step by step, and finally attaining his current position.

It was just that under the influence of the power bestowed by the other party, he began to kill, and began to become ruthless, heartless, and ungrateful.

Yet he did not resist any of this; he was not like those ungrateful people who used this bestowed power to achieve their goals, only to start resisting this power in the end.

He had been cooperating from beginning to end, and he had also begun to grow stronger and stronger.

In order to obtain power, in order to possess things he had never imagined before, he could sacrifice anything, even if it meant sacrificing himself.

Since there are gains there must be losses, and if one must sacrifice something to obtain power, why couldn't the sacrifice be someone else?

He had been in Cangjian Villa for many years, bewitching the Villa Master of Cangjian Villa, Zhuo Yi, and bewitching several Elders of Cangjian Villa.

Cangjian Villa had been closed for a hundred years, and not everyone could endure the loneliness. There were indeed many noble people in this Jianghu like Mu Zishan, but most people were vulgar folks who craved wealth and vanity.

Letting these experts, who could clearly dominate a region, be trapped in one place—how many of them were truly willing? So all he did was stir up a little trouble and fan the flames.

Now, Mu Zishan's Sword Qi and the supreme malevolent sword, the Jinghong Sword, which had been sealed by Cangjian Villa all along, had both been obtained by him; everything was thanks to that useless Villa Master Zhuo Yi, otherwise how would he have had the chance.

Today, Mu Zishan's Sword Intent was being extracted bit by bit and poured into the Jinghong Sword once again.

This sword, which was once sharp and peerless, would become a weapon to slaughter the world.

Holding the Jinghong Sword, as long as he kept killing, he would possess endless power.

In this Great Contention Era, perhaps he could also occupy a place.

As for whether he was being controlled, or whether he would continue to be a dog in the future, he didn't care at all. There were many people who wanted to be dogs these days, but how many had the qualifications?

So this was not a disgrace, but a supreme honor.

He also believed that as long as he was loyal enough, the Master would see it and would be able to bestow the best things upon him, his most loyal dog.

"It is done!" With the final wisp of Sword Intent poured in, the sharpness of the Jinghong Sword seemed to want to tear the firmament apart, and the terrifying power seemed ready to sweep away everything.

With a casual wave of his hand, Yu Renqing, whose face had turned pale from having his Sword Intent extracted, instantly turned into dust and dissipated into the air.

As for this Elder of Cangjian Villa kneeling before him, his loyal dog, he did not hand the Jinghong Sword to him, but instead pierced his heart with a single strike.

"Master, why?"

"This sword is a sword of Cangjian Villa, and you are an Elder of Cangjian Villa; using your blood is just right to activate this sword. Rest assured, your sacrifice is worth it!"