Chapter 391: I Can Come Out Whenever I Want

"That makes no sense!"

A strand of mental power hovered outside Shen Yu's body, the opponent constantly trying to find a weak point to drill into, but unfortunately, after several attacks, the result was always returning empty-handed.

In desperation, the opponent could only face this impenetrable wall, helpless and stamping their feet in anxiety; in the end, even wanting to hide was already too late.

By the time Shen Yu reacted, the opponent was completely dumbfounded; this reaction was just too fast, they had never seen anything like it.

There have been quite a few people throughout the generations who have drawn the Jinghong Sword, and every one of them was a genius among geniuses, yet none were as unreasonable as this.

Not a single gap was left anywhere on his body, making it so that even after exhausting all their means, they couldn't invade even a little bit, like a hedgehog with nowhere to bite.

What this old fellow didn't know was that the Heaven and Earth Lock had sealed his entire body, making him as solid as a fortress; even those old monsters who had experienced a Spiritual Qi Surge were helpless against this.

How could a washed-up old man who relied on scheming against people in his spare time possibly break through his defense and invade his Spiritual Sea?

Having reacted, Shen Yu was immediately furious; he took out all the Soul Suppressing Gold Jade, Soul Falling Bead, and other items he had obtained from check-ins.

These were all supreme sharp weapons for dealing with mental power; let alone that you only have a remnant soul left now, even if you were completely intact, I could still beat the shit out of you.

This was only because the opponent was hiding within the sword, the Jinghong Sword was completely under their control, and the Sword Intent could be used to block his attacks.

Coupled with the Blood Evil Qi gathered from so many years of slaughter, it gave this old fellow some capital to resist.

Otherwise, Shen Yu's first counterattack in his rage would have been enough to beat his remnant soul into slag.

This guy clearly intended to use the Jinghong Sword to influence people's hearts, sneak in quietly while they were distracted, and take the opportunity to occupy someone else's body.

By the time others reacted, everything was already too late, and their body had long since been taken by another.

Unlike the dark side of Mu Zishan, which was just a portion of negative mental power and extremely similar to the Sword Intent of the Jinghong Sword, it was always at risk of being assimilated by the Sword Intent.

This washed-up old man's mental power was completely and entirely residing inside, and he also possessed the method to control the Jinghong Sword, having long since controlled the Jinghong Sword as he pleased.

Therefore, not only had things been peaceful for so many years, but his mental power could also grow increasingly terrifying as the Jinghong Sword grew, allowing him to more easily invade and occupy others' bodies.

If this were someone else, he might have succeeded quietly. Unfortunately, Shen Yu had always followed the principle of using good things whenever he could.

All those good things he obtained from daily check-ins, as long as they could be used on himself, he used them all.

This way, even if someone launched a sneak attack, and even if he didn't react in time, his various heavy meat shields would be enough to block it.

This time, the old man's sneak attack succeeded only because of the Heaven and Earth Lock. But to be schemed against like this, how could he endure it? Beat him!

Daring to target him, don't you know he is petty and holds grudges? If he doesn't beat you into slag, how could he feel satisfied?

"Washed-up old man, go to hell!"

The Haoran Righteous Qi enveloped the Jinghong Sword, continuously eliminating the monstrous bloody aura lingering upon it, while all of Shen Yu's internal energy was injected into the Soul Suppressing Gold Jade and the Soul Falling Bead, causing their power to greatly increase.

Before, he had also taken things for granted, truly believing that this old man had achieved great enlightenment before his death, giving up the pursuit of so-called immortality, and giving up the pursuit of power and status.

A bad person growing old doesn't necessarily make them a good person; they might become an even worse and more poisonous kind of old geezer.

Now that he thought about it, how could a person so selfish that they could even lay a hand on their own biological son and their own blood relatives easily give up?

He would only become more unscrupulous and only double down to achieve his goals.

Thinking about it now, the fundamental purpose of the opponent establishing Cangjian Villa was likely just to pick people.

No wonder whoever could trigger the inheritance of Cangjian Villa would become the Sword Master with the highest status in Cangjian Villa.

This so-called Sword Master, I'm afraid, should be understood as the Sword Master of the Jinghong Sword.

Whoever could trigger the power he left behind must be a person of immense talent. Only such a person would be qualified to be devoured and occupied by him.

And as long as one became the Sword Master, their status would immediately be above the Villa Master, and they could mobilize everything in Cangjian Villa at will.

Shen Yu hadn't stayed in Cangjian Villa for long, but he could still see the power structure of Cangjian Villa. He had to say, this old fellow was really good at scheming.

In Cangjian Villa, the Elders could limit the power of the Villa Master, so that the Villa Master of Cangjian Villa couldn't do whatever they wanted.

Therefore, even the Villa Master of Cangjian Villa couldn't easily pick up the Jinghong Sword.

But the Sword Master was different; the Sword Master could be ranked above everyone else, and all matters in the villa could be decided by a single word.

In that old man's mind, no one could resist the attraction of the Jinghong Sword; after all, this was a sword that could easily help one step onto the peak.

As long as one was a swordsman and had a dream of the Jianghu, they would definitely not be able to endure such temptation.

Therefore, the Sword Master who controlled Cangjian Villa would definitely want to get that sword.

Geniuses are always confident; they always feel that what others cannot do, they might not necessarily fail at. Others might be bewitched by this sword, but they certainly wouldn't be.

Thus, those who became Sword Masters would always try to pick up the Jinghong Sword and learn the Jinghong Sword Art.

It's just that for such a long time, anyone who picked up the Jinghong Sword would eventually turn into a bloodthirsty beast, triggering a bloody slaughter in the Jianghu.

This was also why the Elders of Cangjian Villa had such a terrified look when they knew the Villa Master Zhuo Yi had touched the Jinghong Sword.

It seems that many predecessors in the history of Cangjian Villa had experienced the terror of the Jinghong Sword.

However, this also proved that these so-called Sword Masters had all failed; in the end, none of them escaped the result of being influenced by the Jinghong Sword.

And what that old geezer wanted to find was definitely someone who could draw the Jinghong Sword without being influenced by the Sword Intent.

Only such a person was a true genius among geniuses. And only such a person could possibly transcend.

Otherwise, if one couldn't even shake off the influence of a sword, how could one talk about transcendence, how could one talk about breaking free from the limitations of the World?

Only by occupying the body of such a genius could he be qualified and have the possibility of always standing at the very peak.

It seems that Mu Zishan back then was also targeted by him, but the result was that the other party didn't care at all about this Jinghong Sword that could devour others' power for its own use.

After obtaining the so-called inheritance of Cangjian Villa, Mu Zishan didn't consider himself the Sword Master, let alone take that sword, but instead patted his butt and left after reading books for a few years.

Therefore, this body of Mu Zishan, which he most wanted to occupy, just slipped away from before his eyes. His previous arrangements were completely like winking at a blind person, all in vain.

Today, when Shen Yu held the Jinghong Sword, it stirred up the opponent's intentions again.

If such a genius's body wasn't occupied, then I'm afraid there wouldn't be a better one for hundreds of years.

But who would have thought, his thinking was quite beautiful, using the Jinghong Sword to influence Shen Yu and then quietly invading. All his plans were perfect, but the result was actually bumping into a wall and getting bloodied.

Now, his mental power was dying out rapidly under Shen Yu's continuous attacks, and he was regretting it so much his guts were turning green.

"I can't hold on!" Feeling his power constantly weakening, the old man's newly awakened remnant soul was left with nothing but a sense of frustration.

"Are young people nowadays all this perverted? How can they still suppress an old senior like him? Do they even understand what it means to respect the old and cherish the young!"