Chapter 728: You Need to be Saved

"Lord Shen!"

The middle-aged man beside him was winking at Shen Yu, casting a worried glance toward the other side.

He had also realized that the person being held captive was not quite right. No, this wasn't just "not right"—it was clear that there was a massive hole in his brain.

No wonder the Classic said the person inside was dangerous; now it seemed this was far more than just dangerous. Once a madman like this was released, there was no telling what kind of catastrophe he would cause.

Shen Yu understood the middle-aged man's look in a second; it was nothing more than asking if he could win, and then Shen Yu gave him an affirmative look.

If it weren't for his concerns about the surrounding environment and the person before him, he would have already made his move.

"Can you win?" The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised by Shen Yu's look. Was he truly capable of winning, or was he getting a bit carried away?

The middle-aged man used his eyes to quietly signal Shen Yu again, then looked toward the pavilion, indicating that this was the key to holding the other party and also where the heart of the Array was located.

He had guarded this place for many years, and this could be considered his territory.

Even if Shen Yu could only fight the opponent to a draw, or even if he couldn't win, with him there to provide support, they would at least have a fighting chance.

Yet, facing such a look requesting cooperation, Shen Yu only smiled, shook his head, and said nothing more.

From the first moment he stepped inside, he had discovered that something was wrong here; this place was named Jail, but the heart of the Array was on the inside.

The outer layer of the Array was indeed capable of trapping the person inside so they could not escape, but once one walked inside, they would find that the place was filled with murderous intent and hidden dangers.

The outside was a Trap Array, used to trap people and keep those inside from breaking free. The inside, however, was a Killing Array, and the Killing Array was controlled by the person trapped within it.

The layout of this Array filled Shen Yu with confusion; he couldn't imagine who was talented enough to come up with such a creative idea.

Once something went wrong, this Jail would turn into the most powerful weapon, and one that was controlled by the person in their hands.

As for the middle-aged man, from the moment he stepped in here, he had already lost control of this Jail.

Shen Yu understood a bit more now: this fellow was called a guard, but in reality, he was just a gatekeeper who was completely useless.

He knew nothing about the power of this Array, which was one of the reasons Shen Yu hadn't acted immediately upon arrival; to put it bluntly, this was the other party's territory, and the geographical advantage was in their hands.

He wasn't worried about being unable to win; with his newly acquired Puppet, even if the opponent had the help of the Array, he could likely beat the shit out of them with a single punch.

What Shen Yu was worried about was, first, whether the opponent had any powerful trump cards—it would be bad if he suffered a loss due to his own arrogance.

Second, he was afraid that if the opponent saw the situation turn against them, they would turn tail and run; who knew if this damn Array had a function to help people escape?

It would be terrible if the cooked duck were to fly right out of his mouth.

Therefore, he had to familiarize himself with the environment first before making a move.

Relying on his own methods as an Array master, although he couldn't break the Array here, he could still pull off a few small tricks.

When the time came, he would either not act at all, or once he did, it would be with the force of a thunderbolt, leaving the opponent no chance to resist or escape.

This was also the reason Shen Yu was wasting words with the other party; the two of them had been probing each other, and since neither could fathom the other's bottom line, they had ended up with a pile of nonsense.

Otherwise, the moment they walked in, the other party would have already acted; who would bother chattering with a bunch of ants?

Facing Shen Yu's lukewarm response, the middle-aged man grew anxious. Lord Shen, let's coordinate! This is an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years; he's terrifying.

Even if we have achieved a little success and have superb strength, we can't be arrogant to this extent, right?

Young man, you'll suffer a great loss if you don't listen to the words of your elders!

"What, do the two of you feel that what I said is wrong, and you want to make a move on me?"

Tossing the book in his hand aside, cold light flickered in the eyes of the handsome young master. Making eyes at each other right in front of me—do you two think I'm blind?

"Why do people always misunderstand, always wanting to be bound by the Jail in their hearts? If you break the Jail, you will gain infinite power!"

"You bound, ordinary mortals will never know what kind of vast power that is!"

With a sneer, the other party shook his head. The world had many misunderstandings about him, believing his hands were stained with blood. Little did they know, this was his struggle against the secular world.

He never believed what he did was wrong; he was a hero, a hero saving this world with his own strength.

Killing was to save more people, to save human hearts, to let people release their true nature.

People should be uninhibited, yet reality bound their nature and their original hearts with all sorts of ridiculous reasons. Even if such a person were a genius, they could never unleash their true power.

In the past, he had seen an expert who, while killing, was killed in return simply because he was soft-hearted toward the old and weak.

He had seen people leave a way out for others, only to bring disaster upon themselves because of that very path. If you don't pull up the weeds by the roots, you will eventually face a backlash.

He had seen countless despicable people rise to power by any means necessary, while those who were kind, steadfast, and had a bottom line were bullied, exploited, and never had a chance to get ahead.

He, too, was once a good person in the eyes of the world; he, too, was bound by those morals and the like, with some things he only dared to think about in his heart but never dared to do.

The woman he loved was betrothed to another, and he could only watch helplessly. Even when he was shaking with rage, he had to force himself to calm down.

The repeated blows of reality made him understand that kindness could not save him, and sincerity could not move others; only strength and status could.

Later, he discovered that those who strictly guarded their original hearts were mostly content with poverty, while the selfish and greedy easily lived in luxury.

Content with poverty—what a ridiculous term. If possible, who wouldn't want to live in luxury, who wouldn't want to feast on fine food?

Gradually, he felt that the human heart should not be bound; one should act as one pleases and be selfish.

People should not care about the eyes of the world; they can abandon everything—face, dignity, kindness, morality, and so on. None of that is important.

As long as one can achieve their goal, one must use any means necessary and face it calmly. Those shackles bound to the heart will only become stumbling blocks to one's success.

Yet his logic was clearly so clear, so why did the world not understand, and instead want to hunt him down as a freak?

Later he understood: the world wasn't stupid, but they were still bound by the Jail in their hearts. They didn't want to see a freak appear, as it would make them look particularly foolish.

Therefore, he had to climb to the top by any means necessary. Only by reaching the peak would he prove he was right and make countless people follow his example.

"What, so impatient already!" Just then, the handsome young master suddenly looked coldly at the middle-aged man behind Shen Yu, and an invisible murderous intent flashed and vanished.

If Shen Yu hadn't blocked it for him just now, he would have already been killed for his recklessness.

"This is impossible, why does the Array have no effect at all!"

Seeing that he had been discovered, the middle-aged man no longer hid it, but no matter how hard he tried, the Array before him simply would not move.

His control hand seals had absolutely no effect; this was not the same as what was recorded!

"Do you think you can't mobilize this Array? That is because this Jail was built by me. I locked myself in here; this is my Array!"

"You locked yourself in here? This, this..."

"What, are you surprised? Do you think that since it is my own prison, why don't I just walk out? That is because the Array outside is something that even binds me!"

"Only in this way can I truly deceive some people, and only in this way can I completely calm my heart to contemplate my path."

"You have read the Classics I carved onto the stone wall outside, haven't you? Actually, some people have obtained them, but after obtaining the Classics, they all eventually left; no one was able to hold firm until the end."

As he spoke, the handsome young nobleman could not help but shake his head, saying with some agreement, "I think they did the right thing."

"Since one has obtained a powerful Cultivation Method and has sufficient capital, one should naturally venture into the world of martial arts to seek fame. Could it be that one must really guard this place for a lifetime?"

"And I did not expect that there would actually be someone like you, who, just because of a few sparse words, has guarded here for so many years and finds pleasure in it."

"How truly pitiful, poisoned by so-called morality, actually willing to spend a lifetime to fulfill a promise; a person like you is the one who needs to be saved!"