Chapter 683: He Is Not

In the dead of night, all was silent; save for the rustling wind and the sound of leaves, the entire sky was filled only with the echoing chirps of insects.

Suddenly, a dark shadow darted rapidly between the houses; the fleeting figure was like a black sprite, making it very difficult for anyone to detect his presence.

Soon, this figure snuck into a sprawling mansion and quietly entered one of the rooms.

After observing for a moment, the figure grabbed the person sleeping soundly on the bed and threw him violently to the ground.

After confirming he had the right person, the dark shadow drew the sword in his hand. The grim killing intent, accompanied by the night wind blowing from the doorway, seemed to bring an extreme chill.

The next moment, the dark shadow's sword slashed directly onto the disheveled middle-aged man, causing the other party to let out a painful wail.

The middle-aged man was clearly also an expert; he wanted to resist, he wanted to dodge, but the dark shadow's sword was too fast—so fast that it was impossible to evade.

Every time the sword in the other's hand fell, it added a wound deep enough to see bone; beyond the heart-wrenching pain, he had absolutely no strength left to fight back.

"Who are you?" Looking at the dark shadow raising his sword again, the middle-aged man hurriedly shouted in a panic, "Who sent you to kill me? Do you know who I am?"

"As long as you are willing to spare me, I can give you wealth you could never spend in a lifetime. Whether you want power or beauties, I can make it happen for you."

"But if you insist on killing me, you will surely face endless pursuit!"

"Threatening me!" The dark shadow stepped forward and kicked the middle-aged man to the ground with a thud. The sword in his hand fell again, and accompanied by miserable wails, blood sprayed across the floor once more.

"Of course I know who you are: the president of the Nanji Chamber of Commerce, the richest man in Da'an City. But so what? It's exactly you I'm killing!"

"When you framed my Yu Family, did you ever think of today? Did you ever think I would come for revenge, that I would come to kill you!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. My Yu Family had sixteen people, so I will stab you sixteen times. I am here to collect the debt for my entire Yu Family!"

"You are Yu Renqing? You actually dare to appear? Ah, ah...!"

Before the middle-aged man could finish, the sword in Yu Renqing's hand fell again. The shrill scream seemed to carry far; he believed the Huwe here would arrive soon.

But the youth did not care at all, stabbing down with his sword again and again. The grim killing intent in his eyes seemed to speak of his resolve: whoever dared to stop him would be killed as well.

Suddenly, a candle flame appeared, followed by several torches being lit one after another, illuminating the place brightly.

Yu Renqing looked up in surprise, his expression turning somewhat ugly when he saw the squad of Black-Clad Guard that had suddenly appeared outside the door. He knew the attire of the Black-Clad Guard, and it was precisely because he knew it that he understood how troublesome these people were.

Especially the one in the lead; that attire was clearly something only a Black-Clad Guard Commander of a region could wear, meaning the Black-Clad Guard experts had already mobilized in full force.

Holding a torch, Gu Cheng walked forward slowly and asked in a low, uncertain voice, "Are you Mu Zishan? Senior Mu?"

"So you know this old man. Correct, this old man is Mu Zishan!"

Responding in an aged, haughty tone, the youth stood tall, yet the sword in his hand continued to stab down without a moment's pause.

The middle-aged man trampled under his feet had already been struck a dozen times, each blow avoiding vital points, clearly showing he did not want him to die just like that.

How deep must the hatred and resentment be to act like this? Is Senior Mu Zishan really this ruthless?

"Senior Mu, this, this..."

"This old man promised this youth to avenge him. These people are corrupt and break the law, framing the loyal and righteous; they all deserve to die. Are you going to shield him?"

Looking up, Yu Renqing's face was full of killing intent, an intent that made Gu Cheng involuntarily step back twice.

Mu Zishan—that was Mu Zishan. If he just flicked a finger, he would probably be flattened.

Having witnessed the terror of Shen Yu, Gu Cheng naturally knew what kind of terrifying strength such a person would possess; otherwise, he wouldn't have been scared into retreating by just a glance.

After Yu Renqing had stabbed sixteen times—not one more, not one less—the middle-aged man was completely collapsed in a pool of blood, gasping for air, and after a short while, he made no further sound.

Yu Renqing merely glanced at them, then suddenly flashed away. Throughout the process, Gu Cheng did not move, nor did the Black-Clad Guard beside him; they just watched him leave the place with their own eyes.

If the person before them was truly Mu Zishan, their little arms and legs wouldn't be able to stop him. Since Lord Shen hadn't moved, what were they in such a rush for?

Subsequently, Shen Yu of the Black-Clad Guard walked out leisurely, cast a cold look at the direction of the middle-aged man who was already turning cold, and then gazed toward the direction where Yu Renqing had left.

"My Lord, is he really Senior Mu Zishan?"

"No, he is not Mu Zishan!" The moment the youth had appeared earlier, Shen Yu had truly believed the other party was Mu Zishan.

At that moment, he could feel a vast, terrifying power hidden within the other party, and this power gave him a familiar feeling.

He had once seen the Broken Sword that Mu Zishan left for the imperial court; the two auras were identical, enough to prove that Mu Zishan's power was hidden within the other's body.

No matter how one looked at it, the other party was Mu Zishan, or rather, Mu Zishan's spirit was attached to him. It was just that this power had not yet awakened, which was why the youth looked somewhat weak.

But Shen Yu was different; he had the "Time Golden Chapter" obtained from signing in, which could conceal his own aura and suppress his fortune, as well as peer into the information and experiences of others.

At first, the other party gave him the wrong impression, but later, when he used the "Time Golden Chapter" to investigate Yu Renqing's various experiences, everything was laid bare before his eyes—it was impossible to hide.

The reason Yu Renqing gave people the illusion that he was Mu Zishan was simply because he harbored a Sword Intent within him, a Sword Intent left behind by Mu Zishan.

That was why Yu Renqing made people feel he was Mu Zishan; it was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish. Even Shen Yu, if he had no reliance, would still be unable to tell.

However, since the other party possessed Mu Zishan's Sword Intent, even if he wasn't Mu Zishan, he definitely had an inextricable connection with him.

Facing Gu Cheng's inquiry, the other party had shamelessly admitted it, but this also proved he knew Mu Zishan and that he had a connection with him.

Ever since Mu Zishan suppressed the Forbidden Land over a hundred years ago, those shameless old things had begun to eliminate Mu Zishan's influence and erase the traces of his existence.

How many people in the entire Jianghu knew of Mu Zishan? Ask the Black-Clad Guard present—did they know who Mu Zishan was? Yet this youth happened to know; that was what made it interesting.

"My Lord, since he is not Mu Zishan, then why..."

"Why not capture him, right?" Turning back to look at Gu Cheng and the others, Shen Yu gave a light hum and said indifferently, "Because he was right about one thing: these people all deserve to die."

"Every one of them is wealthy and powerful; one doesn't know how much harm they have caused, how many people they have already ruined. Letting that youth take revenge is fine!"

"Besides, if it weren't for your incompetence, allowing corrupt officials like Du Zhixia to wreak havoc, this youth might still have a harmonious and happy family right now!"

"This subordinate is terrified!"