In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 353: Meet Mogushu Again

The men under Rong Zishen’s command had likely been temporarily mobilized from the Nine Abyssal Gate.

As they looked upon Keshun Sanfeng’s body, there was even a trace of reluctance and grief on their faces.

"Who would have thought that you would die just like this?" The voice belonged to an assassin known as Mogushu suddenly could be heard.

"Mogushu?" Hearing the familiar voice, Shang Qinghua frowned in confusion.

But it did not take him long to understand.

This coup... Keshun Sanfeng had brought the entire Nine Abyssal Gate with him.

In other words, he had come prepared to die from the very beginning.

"It’s actually the renowned Night Lord!" Mogushu exclaimed in feigned surprise as he looked at Shang Qinghua.

Shang Qinghua paid him no attention.

He knew very well that Mogushu was a ruthless killer—one moment of carelessness and he himself might end up dying under his blade.

He had to remain extremely cautious.

"And yet, the once glorious Night Lord has fallen to such a state," Mogushu continued with a cold smile. "But the young master by your side... he’s quite beautiful."

"Don’t touch him!" Yue Mingxuan immediately stepped in front of Shang Qinghua.

With Shang Qinghua already injured, he could not allow the enemy even the slightest opening.

"Oh? And this must be the famed Imperator Jin?" Mogushu raised a brow. "You really are quite beautiful. What a pity... you’re about to die here."

"He’s not the Imperator Jin!" Shang Qinghua quickly corrected.

Although he wished with all his heart that Yue Mingxuan were the Imperator Jin, he knew that was impossible.

Yue Mingxuan was simply the Fifth Prince of Dongyue Kingdom—though far more talented than he had ever expected, he was still just himself.

He wished it were true, but he knew it was nothing more than a fleeting fantasy.

Yue Mingxuan was Yue Mingxuan.

And he’s the one he loved.

"If you’re not the Imperator Jin, then how about marrying me?" Mogushu sneered.

There was no real affection in his words; he simply found Yue Mingxuan’s appearance pleasing.

Since he wasn’t the Imperator Jin, then a beauty like this might as well be toyed with.

That was Mogushu’s way of thinking.

Over the years, he had ruined countless people and saw nothing wrong with what he had just said.

Yue Mingxuan was no stranger to people like him, but that didn’t make him any less disgusted.

"You’ll pay for what you just said."

As Yue Mingxuan spoke, he steadied his breath.

With a flick of his fingers, a silver needle shot forward.

It was the Ice Needle, a technique he had not used in a long time.

Having stayed by Shang Qinghua’s side, Yue Mingxuan had rarely been in danger, so there had been little need to actively use his techniques.

But he had never stopped cultivating, nor had he ever grown lax in his practice.

"What a fierce little one," Mogushu sneered as he turning aside to evade the incoming needle.

The needle struck the floor of the great hall and within moments, it melted away.

"I’ll make sure you don’t die a peaceful death."

Yue Mingxuan activated the Ninefold Celestial Mystery and sending out streams of ice needles one after another from his fingertips.

He had already reached the fifth layer of the technique and naturally possessed many powerful offensive methods.

It was only Mogushu—he refused to believe he couldn’t defeat him.

He did not know Mogushu’s appearance, nor his ranking. He only felt that Mogushu’s manner and methods resembled those of an assassin.

What he didn’t know was that Mogushu was one of the three greatest killers in the world.

The other two were Xi Yu and Keshun Sanfeng and among them, Keshun Sanfeng was actually even more formidable.

Seeing how fiercely Yue Mingxuan was fighting, Shang Qinghua understood that he could not stop him.

Yue Mingxuan was truly enraged.

What he hated most was when others doubted his abilities and when they dismissed his will.

So it was no surprise that he had erupted in anger and under that fury, his attacks became all the more terrifying.

Mogushu had no idea why Yue Mingxuan was so angry, nor where such overwhelming power had come from.

He had assumed Yue Mingxuan was nothing more than an ordinary young man and completely unaware of who he really was.

Although Yue Mingxuan was not the Imperator Jin, he was certainly not one of Shang Qinghua’s subordinates either.

His strength might still fall short of Shang Qinghua’s, but it was already formidable.

Combined with Mogushu’s underestimation, Yue Mingxuan actually managed to fight him to a standstill.

Sensing something was wrong, Mogushu quickly grew serious.

But by then, it was already too late, Yue Mingxuan’s fighting style had become almost frenzied.

There was no excess emotion on his face, only pure, burning anger.

At that moment, Yue Mingxuan’s ferocity also forced Shang Qinghua to grit his teeth and push himself up from the ground.

Although his strength was immense, in his current condition he could barely bring out even a fraction of it.

But even that fraction was enough.

Yue Mingxuan was already powerful on his own and with Shang Qinghua’s assistance, the two moved in perfect unspoken coordination.

Before long, they managed to drive Mogushu.

Mogushu had not come alone, he had brought many skilled subordinates with him.

Each of them was highly trained.

Meanwhile, Shang Qinghua’s The Black Archon was not by his side; they had been dispatched to suppress the rebellion.

After all, Rong Zishen had once held both military and political power and still had many supporters.

Taking advantage of the uprising he had launched today, those people also moved to support the former Second Prince.

They did not know the truth of the situation and they simply believed that Shang Qinghua was a spy from another country.

Although Rong Zishen had previously been declared "dead from illness," when he reappeared, he successfully rallied a great deal of support a d any officials stood behind him.