Ink Blade Chapter 54 (Part 1)
Translated by Sylver
Chapter 54.1 Road to Dead End (part 1)
Mo Ren did not hesitate and leaped over the city wall.
His eyes were bright and compelling. Using the sometimes dense, sometimes sparse bushes in the suburbs to hide his figure, he silently stepped on the branches.
Mo Ren’s lightness skill was known for its concealment. After years of honing in his previous life, he had already reached the peak. Plus, at this moment, he was extremely careful, so light that he was like a gust of wind, not even startling the birds.
Soon, the figures of Bai Hua and the two men in black appeared ahead. The three of them hurriedly left the main road and turned into a secluded path in the dark, stopping.
Mo Ren quietly hid against an ancient tree, concealed his breath, and carefully looked around.
This place was overgrown with trees and there were no signs of human activity. The weeds on the ground grew from just covering the soles of the shoes to the height of the calves. When the wind blew, the leaves of the trees and grass swayed and rustled, which was really scary. In such an environment, especially in such a dark night where one couldn’t see their fingers, it was particularly terrifying, and it wouldn’t be strange if a ghost jumped out the next moment.
As a result, in the next moment, a shadow really silently turned out from the dark shadows of the trees in front, standing far away. This figure was also wearing a heavy black robe, with a deep cloak, and one couldn’t see the face.
Mo Ren’s nerves tightened, and he heard the two men in black who brought Bai Hua over take off their masks, bowed with their fists forward, and lower their voices, “We have seen Sect Leader Yan, my brother and I are ordered by Envoy Qi to escort Young Master Bai here.”
Upon hearing the word “Yan”, Mo Ren’s nerves tightened.
The man in the black robe who was called “Sect Leader Yan” turned his head and looked around, found nothing unusual, and then spoke in a hoarse voice, “Good, you did a good job. You two wait aside, I have private words to speak with Bai Hua.”
But when Bai Hua saw this person, his whole body visibly shook, and even his breathing became rapid. He trembled his right hand, pulled off the bamboo hat, and let it fall to the ground. The beautiful face that was revealed gradually showed an expression of extreme joy and excitement.
“Master…” Bai Hua’s voice trembled into a ball, and even a single word was said with a twisted tone.
He suddenly had red eyes, and a layer of moist mist gathered in his captivating eyes.
The man in the black robe finally looked at him, stepped on the long weeds, and slowly walked towards Bai Hua, standing a few steps away from him, and nodded unhurriedly.
As if receiving encouragement, Bai Hua finally couldn’t suppress it and called out, the end of his voice almost carrying a cry, “Master…!”
Not far away, a huge wave suddenly surged in Mo Ren’s heart.
As soon as the man in the black robe spoke, he recognized that this person was Yan Luo, whom he had fought with on the high platform that day, but…
Bai Hua… is calling Yan Luo his master!?
According to Shuijing Tower, Bai Hua - Zhong Hua should be the true heir of the Wuxian Sect, right? How did Yan Luo, who was expelled by the Xuyang Sword Sect, become “Sect Leader Yan” and also become Bai Hua’s master?
Before he had time to think about it, he heard Yan Luo raise his head and said, “Hmm, Hua’er.”
At this point, the hood of the black robe slipped halfway, and half of this person’s face finally appeared. It was no longer the wax-yellow and mediocre features on the high platform that day, but eagle eyes and sword eyebrows, sharp edges and corners, a good face with a compelling aura.
“Master…” Bai Hua looked up, revealing a tearful smile, more beautiful than a spring pear in the rain.
He cautiously stretched out both hands to hold Yan Luo’s hand, almost devoutly lowered his head and kissed a fingernail, murmuring, “Master, Master, I really miss you…”
“It’s been four years, are you…are you okay? Hua’er is not by your side, are you still used to the food and clothing in the sect, are there any blind things that make things difficult for you? Ah, Master, you seem to have lost weight…”
Bai Hua was crying and laughing, whispering in a low voice, gently stroking the man in the black robe’s hand with his delicate hands, the admiration in his tone was obvious. But Yan Luo obviously didn’t appreciate it, and waved Bai Hua away indifferently, saying, “I’m very good, let’s talk about the main point… what’s the plan? Say, have you been exposed!?”
Bai Hua was treated so coldly by his master, but he didn’t care at all, still smiling softly, looking up, and saying in a low voice with a bit of sorrow, “I’m sorry, Master, I…”
“Sorry?” Yan Luo snorted coldly and suddenly roared with anger, “I don’t want sorry! I just want success! I want Jiuzhong Palace and the Xuyang Sword Sect, I want Chu Yan! Don’t you know!?”
He paced anxiously, then immediately turned back, gritted his teeth and said to Bai Hua, “I said, as long as this matter is successful, I will take you back to the sect. Don’t you want to go home with me, hmm?”
Yan Luo took a deep breath, put one hand on Bai Hua’s shoulder, and the other hand reached up and patted his cheek, staring at the face of this young man in white and said word by word, “——You want to, you clearly think of me all the time! You want to go back, don’t you? Then why don’t you do well!?”
Bai Hua drooped his eyelashes and said softly, “It’s all because Hua’er is not good enough… Master, don’t be angry.” He paused, and then said softly, “Now that the plan has gone wrong, Chu Yan is probably already aware. There are too many variables in Changqing City, and it is really unsafe for the Master to be here alone. Hua’er thinks…”
Before he finished speaking, Yan Luo’s face sank, “What do you think?”
Bai Hua bit his lip and said, “Hua’er wants to ask the Master to go back first, go back to Southern Xinjiang.”
Yan Luo’s face changed drastically, he grabbed Bai Hua’s collar, extremely angry but laughing, “You…want me to go back to Southern Xinjiang like this? Do you think the humiliation on me is not enough, so you want me to run away with my tail between my legs in front of Chu Yan again?”
Bai Hua trembled, “No…”
“Do you remember what I told you at the beginning!? I said, Chu Yan of Jiuzhong Palace is my sworn enemy. I lost my martial arts, my future, my status and dignity, and I was homeless in a foreign land…I ended up in such a situation where I have nothing, all thanks to him!!”
Yan Luo’s eyes gradually turned blood red, and the muscles on his face twitched, “This person, I must personally step on his head, make him kneel and admit defeat, and then torture him to death inch by inch, in order to relieve my hatred—”
“No, Master!” Bai Hua hugged his arm and shook his head urgently, “Master will not have nothing, Master has Bai Hua, martial arts, future, status, dignity…..and home, I have given you all!”
“Master wants revenge, Hua’er will help you take revenge.”
Under the moonlight, the soft white-clothed young man like a petal raised his eyes, and uttered a poisonous word in a serious tone, “Whatever you want, Hua’er has it for you, what Hua’er doesn’t have, I will also grab it for you.”
“…” Yan Luo’s face was slightly stiff, his expression changed complexly several times, and finally he hummed uncomfortably and pushed Bai Hua away with his sleeve.
The latter staggered a step, and then stubbornly stuck to it, “Master, it’s just a moment of forbearance…”
