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A chilling wind swept through, stirring the fallen leaves on the ground, producing a rustling sound that resembled ghostly whispers. The dim yellow light of the streetlamp was fragmented by the shadows of the trees, casting mottled patterns on the ground that added an eerie atmosphere. Chu Sheng tightened his coat and coldly stared at the swirling black mist ahead, his heart filled with alarm. What on earth is this thing? He couldn't help but curse inwardly.
The black mist twisted and morphed in the air, resembling a gigantic Black Octopus, extending countless tentacles while emitting a chilling, eerie laugh: "Hehehe... Kid, your power is quite impressive... Interested in joining us?" The laughter was sharp and grating, like nails scraping against a chalkboard, sending shivers down one's spine.
Chu Sheng furrowed his brows and remained silent. In his mind, the Ability System was sounding alarms frantically: [Danger! Unknown energy fluctuations! Immediate evacuation recommended!] The red Warning sign flickered incessantly, like a ticking time bomb ready to explode at any moment. He felt an inexplicable chill surge from his feet to the top of his head, causing the hairs on his back to stand on end.
Calmly taking a step back, Chu Sheng secretly mobilized his Merit Power; golden light flowed within him like a dormant dragon, poised to break free at any moment. Damn it, this thing doesn’t come in peace! He cursed inwardly, feeling a slight sweat forming in his palms.
"Don't be afraid..." the black mist continued to tempt him, its voice slithering like a venomous snake—cold and sticky. "Join us, and you will gain even greater power... you will be able to control everything..."
Chu Sheng scoffed coldly: "Control everything? With you sneaky little creatures? You sure have some nerve!" His tone carried a hint of disdain, his gaze sharp as a blade.
The black mist seemed enraged, letting out a piercing shriek: "Kid, you're too arrogant! You'll regret this!" The voice was filled with anger and menace, sending chills down one’s spine.
Before the words had fully left its mouth, the black mist suddenly dispersed into countless thin Black Threads that slithered toward Chu Sheng like a swarm of hungry venomous snakes!
Chu Sheng did not dare to be careless; Merit Power erupted instantly, forming a golden shield around him like an impenetrable wall, firmly blocking the Black Threads outside.
"Zzzz..." The Black Threads made a harsh screech as they collided with the Golden Shield, sounding like fire meeting oil with sparks flying everywhere. A burnt odor filled the air, making one feel nauseous.
Chu Sheng felt a powerful suction pulling at him as if trying to drain his Merit Power. What the hell is this thing?! He cursed again, gritting his teeth and increasing the output of his Merit Power.
The Golden Shield blazed brightly like a small sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness. The Black Threads were forced back, twisting and struggling in mid-air while emitting unwilling howls.
Seeing this, the black mist let out an angry roar before swiftly condensing into a shadow that vanished into the vast night.
Only then did Chu Sheng let out a sigh of relief; his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, clinging uncomfortably to him. What exactly was that? He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, filled with confusion and unease.
He looked up at the students surrounding the playground and found them frozen in shock—each pale-faced and trembling like frightened rabbits.
“Are you okay, Chu Sheng?” Lin Yue rushed over from the crowd, concern lacing her voice with a slight tremor.
Chu Sheng shook his head. “I’m fine, just a bit strange.” He didn’t want to worry Lin Yue and tried to sound casual.
Lin Yue had also seen the dark mist earlier, her brows furrowing in worry. “What was that? It seemed to come from Wang Yang…”
A thought struck Chu Sheng. Could Wang Yang be connected to that dark mist? The idea flashed through his mind like lightning, sending a shiver of unease down his spine.
He decided it was best to leave this place for now and ask Wang Yang about it tomorrow. The priority was to ensure Lin Yue got home safely.
“Let’s go,” Chu Sheng said to Lin Yue, his tone firm.
The two left the playground and headed toward the back alley of the school.
As night deepened, the alley fell into silence, illuminated only by the dim yellow glow of the streetlights, casting long shadows of the two figures.
Chu Sheng and Lin Yue walked side by side in silence, the atmosphere feeling somewhat oppressive.
Suddenly, a shadow darted out from a corner, blocking their path.
“Who’s there?” Chu Sheng shouted sharply, alarm bells ringing in his mind. He instinctively moved Lin Yue behind him, his gaze piercing as he fixed it on the shadow.
The figure didn’t respond but slowly pulled back its hood.
In the dim light, Chu Sheng could make out the person’s features.
It was a tall man clad in a tight-fitting black outfit, wearing a black mask that concealed his face except for a pair of cold eyes that glinted like those of a hawk—sharp and filled with menace.
"Who are you?" Chu Sheng asked again, his tone laced with caution.
The man's voice was deep and hoarse, like sandpaper scraping against wood, making it uncomfortable to listen to. " Heishan sect. Have you heard of it?"
Chu Sheng's heart skipped a beat. Heishan sect? Of course, he had heard that name!
Heishan sect was a mysterious organization within Cheng Long Nation, rumored to possess immense power and operate in secrecy. Very few knew their true intentions, and most tales about them were chilling horror stories.
"What do you want?" Chu Sheng asked coldly, a hint of hostility in his voice.
The corners of the man's mouth curled slightly beneath his mask, revealing a strange smile. "We admire your strength... and we would like to invite you to join us."
Chu Sheng remained silent, contemplating the situation. The sudden appearance of Heishan sect and their invitation to him was undoubtedly part of a larger scheme. He needed to be cautious and not trust them easily.
"What are the benefits of joining you?" Chu Sheng inquired, his tone probing.
A glimmer of light flashed in the man's eyes. "Power, resources, and... the truth."
The truth? Chu Sheng's interest piqued. He had always wanted to uncover the truth behind his family's annihilation; could Heishan sect know something?
"What truth?" Chu Sheng pressed, urgency creeping into his voice.
The man did not answer but instead pulled out a black orb from his pocket and handed it to Chu Sheng. "This is a Basic Ability Orb—Strength. Consider it a gift... feel the taste of power."
Chu Sheng took the orb, feeling its icy surface. A powerful energy emanated from it, sending a shiver down his spine.
He was taken aback; the power contained within this orb was greater than any Ability Orb he had ever encountered!
"How about it? Think it over..." the man said, his tone laced with temptation. "The Black Mountain Society welcomes your joining at any time..."
With that, the man turned and vanished into the darkness, like a ghost, leaving no trace behind.
Chu Sheng stared at the orb in his hand, lost in thought.
Joining the Black Mountain Society might truly lead him to the truth and power he sought...
Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling that things were not so simple...
What kind of organization was the Black Mountain Society, after all?
Chu Sheng tightened his grip on the Ability Orb, his eyes filled with wariness and doubt.
He had to uncover everything...
Otherwise, he would forever live under the shadow of darkness...
Just then, hurried footsteps echoed from a distance.
Someone was coming!
Chu Sheng quickly tucked the Ability Orb into his pocket and turned to face the newcomer.
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