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Chu Sheng stared into the darkness ahead, his gaze as cold as steel. The air around him felt frozen, with only the increasingly close footsteps echoing in his mind, striking at his nerves. Suddenly, a rough hand gripped his arm tightly, and he heard uncle Li's urgent voice: "Hurry! Kid, go through the back door. I'll hold them off!"
" uncle Li, you—" Chu Sheng's heart tightened, wanting to say something, but uncle Li interrupted him harshly.
"Stop wasting time! You little brat!" uncle Li shoved him back with such force that it felt like he was being propelled out of this life-and-death situation. "Remember, the Heishan sect headquarters is at Blackstone Tower. Be careful of Night Owl and those three old geezers. Go now, avenge your father! Don't let my death be in vain!"
Chu Sheng gritted his teeth, his eyes reddening, but he forced back the tears. He looked deeply at uncle Li one last time before turning and sprinting toward the back door. Behind him came a deafening crash, shaking the entire house violently, but he didn’t look back. He knew that uncle Li's choice was his best cover at this moment and his only hope for survival. He had to live to avenge his fallen family!
The night was thick as ink, impenetrable and suffocating. Chu Sheng’s figure darted through the alleys like a bolt of black lightning. In his mind, the mysterious Merit Book flickered with a faint light, signaling a new task: [Discover important clues to unravel the mystery of the family's Annihilation]. This clue was like a glimmer of light in the darkness, guiding him forward.
Three days later, Blackstone Tower loomed high into the sky.
Chu Sheng stood in the shadows across the street, coldly surveying the towering structure. On the surface, it appeared to be an ordinary commercial building, its glass facade reflecting the city's splendor. But Chu Sheng knew that beneath this glamorous exterior lay the evil lair of Heishan sect —the mastermind behind his family's Annihilation!
"Vassal." He whispered the name of his Ability, and an invisible force enveloped a passing man in black. The man's eyes instantly became vacant and lifeless, moving mechanically toward Chu Sheng like a marionette.
"Tell me who you are," Chu Sheng's voice was low and laced with frost.
" Heishan sect peripheral member, codename 'Ying Qi'," the man replied numbly, his tone devoid of emotion.
A cold smile crept across Chu Sheng's lips as he gently pointed a finger; a beam of light entered the man's forehead. Moments later, an identical "Ying Qi" appeared in place of the original, mirroring every movement and even the slightest expression perfectly. Meanwhile, the real Ying Qi and Chu Sheng had long vanished.
Inside the building, security was tight. Black-clad figures moved through the corridors with stern expressions and vigilant eyes, ready for battle at any moment. However, under the guise of "Ying Qi," Chu Sheng navigated through each checkpoint effortlessly. His sharp gaze committed every detail to memory—the positions of guards, patrol routes, blind spots in surveillance—everything calculated meticulously like a precise map waiting for the right moment to be destroyed.
"Hey, Ying Qi!" Suddenly, a sharp voice pierced through the silence of the corridor like a needle. Chu Sheng's heart sank; he quickly turned around to see a sinister-looking man glaring at him with eyes as cold as a snake's.
"Captain Black Hawk," Chu Sheng said calmly, the memory of Ying Qi flashing in his mind, allowing him to recognize the identity of the person before him—the small leader of Heishan sect, Black Hawk.
"What are you doing here?" Black Hawk squinted, his tone laced with suspicion, as if he had caught a whiff of prey.
Chu Sheng's heart stirred as he activated his Zhen Yan ability, casually asking, "Captain, I heard there are important documents being transferred soon?"
"Yes," Black Hawk replied involuntarily, as if enchanted. "The Night Owl President is moving all confidential documents to the underground vault tonight." After speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth, terror flickering in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he had just revealed.
"Forget this conversation," Chu Sheng said, turning to leave without a hint of hesitation. Behind him, Black Hawk's expression gradually returned to normal as he continued his patrol, as if nothing had happened. Only the cold sweat beading on his forehead testified to the reality of the moment.
As night fell, darkness enveloped the city, providing the perfect cover for Chu Sheng's actions. He silently infiltrated the underground vault area. Activating his Rapid ability, his figure darted swiftly through the blind spots of surveillance cameras like a ghost, leaving only fleeting shadows in their wake.
The vault door stood firmly shut, its heavy presence symbolizing the unassailable authority of Heishan sect. But for Chu Sheng, this was not an obstacle. He had already used his Vassal ability to control a guard and easily gained entry.
The massive vault door creaked open with a dull thud as Chu Sheng slipped inside. Rows upon rows of files greeted him, forming a labyrinthine complexity. He searched quickly as time ticked away, his heartbeat quickening with each passing second. Finally, in a hidden corner, he found a folder labeled " the Chu Annihilation."
At that moment, a piercing alarm suddenly blared, shattering the tranquility of the vault!
"Intruder alert!"
"Seal all exits!"
"Notify the three elders!"
The alarm blared incessantly, plunging the entire headquarters of the Black Mountain Society into chaos.
Chu Sheng's expression remained unchanged as he tucked the documents into his coat. He had anticipated this moment, knowing that no matter how perfect a plan seemed, it could never be flawless.
"There!" A team of men in black burst in, each armed and exuding a murderous aura. Leading them was a tall, menacing figure whose very presence radiated an oppressive force—he was none other than "Asura," one of the three Elders of the Black Mountain Society.
Chu Sheng's eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he activated his Vassal Ability. Even if he could only control a master-level expert for a few seconds, it would be enough.
"Get back!" The controlled Asura suddenly roared, his powerful aura pushing back all his subordinates like a thunderclap echoing through the vault.
Seizing this opportunity, Chu Sheng transformed into a blur, darting through the crowd with lightning speed. Behind him came furious roars, but he had already vanished around the corner of the corridor.
"After him! We must catch him!" Elder Asura bellowed, his voice filled with resentment and rage.
Chu Sheng moved swiftly through the complex corridors, pursued by an ever-growing tide of enemies. Yet he knew the building's layout like the back of his hand; every turn was perfectly timed, every leap executed with precision. He was like a nimble leopard weaving effortlessly through a jungle of steel.
Finally, he reached the pre-planned escape route—a deserted ventilation duct. Just as he was about to dive into the duct, a cold voice rang out behind him:
"Little mouse, trying to run?"
Chu Sheng whipped around to see a burly man who had appeared at the end of the passageway without him noticing. The man exuded a terrifying pressure, looking down upon everything like an emperor—he was none other than Night Owl, the President of the Black Mountain Society!
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