Ink Blade Chapter 55 (Part 1)
Translated by Sylver
Chapter 55.1 His Sword (part 1)
“Alright. I will remember you.” Yan Luo looked deeply at Bai Hua, then turned around.
The black robe sect leader seemed to hesitate slightly, but finally turned his back on the white-robed young man who loved him deeply and took a step forward.
A gust of wind blew.
The leaves of the tree began to sway violently, like a beast howling, revealing a hint of hidden sword intent.
——The opportunity was fleeting! In a flash, the sharp blade slid out of the dark scabbard.
In a blink of an eye, the pitch-black sword body silently disappeared into the vast night. This natural-born assassination sword, as fast as lightning, as illusory as a ghost, tore the silent night apart.
Yan Luo’s footsteps suddenly stopped, his pupils contracted, he turned his head and shouted angrily, “Who!?”
The answer to him was the sword light in front of him.
In an instant, the wind and thunder surged, two figures crossed. Blood obscured the sight, a few drops of crimson splashed up and fell on the long weeds.
The night mist was like the sea, and the flowing clouds covered the moon.
“Ugh… cough!”
Yan Luo’s eyes were wide open in anger, and he knelt on one knee. His left shoulder was deeply buried by the sword blade, and the blood quickly spread.
A sleeve sword slid out from his right sleeve, struggling to block the sword that should have stabbed his life gate.
Mo Ren’s calm eyebrows were buried in the dark, his feet were on the trunk, and his whole body was suspended in the air with the help of force.
The power of that sword just now, both internal and external strength, directly pressed Yan Luo to kneel down, undoubtedly severely injuring him. But after all… it didn’t kill with one blow.
For the lurking assassin, the most confident was always the first strike. The sword was drawn out of its sheath but failed to take the enemy’s life, which was almost half a failure.
“Master!!”
Bai Hua’s terrified scream came from afar, Yan Luo roared in pain, his hand fiercely added strength, the sleeve sword and the long sword burst into sparks, “Damn it! Who are you!?”
Mo Ren had no hesitation, his wrist turned and “Mo” was pulled out, bringing up a string of fresh blood.
He took a step under his feet, and the person had already retreated several feet, but he was blocking Yan Luo’s way. He held the sword horizontally in front of him, and said coldly to Yan Luo, “The one who’ll kill you.”
“——Who dares to be so presumptuous!”
The two people from the Alliance Leader’s Mansion were scared into a cold sweat by this shocking sword, they shouted in unison, and flew towards Mo Ren with their swords.
Mo Ren had long been waiting for these two to make a move, and now he raised his sword to meet them, his figure seemed to melt into the long night.
Yan Luo got a chance to breathe, stood up pressing his shoulder, and his hood fell silently. He pushed away Bai Hua, who was crying and rushing up, wanting to cover the wound on his shoulder, and gritted his teeth, “Bai Hua! You useless thing, what’s going on!!”
“Master, Master, I… I was careless…”
Bai Hua’s eyes were red, and his vicious voice almost popped out of his teeth, “Mo Ren…..Master, he might have heard our conversation, this person can’t stay.”
As he said, he took out a small signal arrow from his sleeve, but hesitated when he was about to release it— What to do, if the people of Jiuzhong Palace are now searching for their own and Mo Ren’s traces, wouldn’t it expose their whereabouts if they released the signal arrow? If Mo Ren cannot be killed quickly, which side will come faster, the enemy or his own people?
In the midst of hesitation, the sword intent in the forest was shocking, and the crows rushed towards the clouds in a panic. With two muffled noises, two bodies fell to the ground.
Mo Ren raised his sword and walked over the blood pool with his eyebrows crossed. The moonlight above his head reappeared through the clouds, making him look like a real god of killing. His gaze fell on Bai Hua, and after a moment, he said lightly, “I didn’t expect that the real face of Young Master Bai Hua would be like this. It’s been hard pretending in my Jiuzhong Palace for many years.”
He had always been taciturn when facing enemies, and this was the first time he had made a mockery before moving his sword.
“…” Sweat beads appeared on Bai Hua’s forehead, and the hand in his sleeve turned to hold something else.
But Yan Luo looked at Mo Ren for a while, suddenly twisted into a smile, pointed at Mo Ren and said, “It’s you. I recognized you, hmph, the dog of Chu Yan back then… For so many years, I heard that you have been following your master loyally?”
He laughed hoarsely, “But, it seems… your master hasn’t been very good to you in the past year or so.”
Mo Ren sneered, “A despicable villain, just using some lowly tricks.”
Yan Luo raised his chin disdainfully, “Hmph, if Chu Yan is here, he might have the power to fight me. As for you, you can’t beat me.”
Mo Ren said lightly, “How do you know I can’t beat you?”
Yan Luo laughed loudly, showing his madness, “A few days ago, on the high platform, wasn’t it already clear!?”
“Master!” Bai Hua suddenly shouted, “Don’t waste your breath on him! He’s stalling for time, you need to leave quickly!” With that, he raised both hands, and several pellets hidden in his sleeves were thrown on the ground, immediately raising a faint smoke.
Mo Ren reacted extremely quickly, guessing it was poison smoke, and immediately held his breath. Sure enough, Bai Hua fed a pill into Yan Luo’s mouth, then turned around and coldly said to him, “Mo Ren, this smoke is a secret poison of my sect. Even if you hold your breath, it’s useless, you’ve already been poisoned.”
He took out a signal arrow and shot it into the sky with a ‘whoosh’, “Today I won’t kill you, I advise you to retreat quickly, find a place to rest and detoxify, you can still save your life… If you insist on staying here, within a quarter of an hour, you will bleed from all seven orifices and die.”
Mo Ren’s eyes sank slightly, and the palm of his hand holding the sword suddenly tightened.
…Bai Hua was not lying, he could feel the poison smoke drilling into his body from his eyes, ears, nose, and every inch of his skin, like maggots attached to bones. His meridians had already begun to stagnate, and his internal organs were heavy with pain, as if something was eating away at his organs bit by bit.
“Master, the signal arrow has been sent, please go and meet our people…”
Bai Hua was speaking quickly, but suddenly his voice stopped, and his eyes widened.
He saw Mo Ren smile slightly, with seven parts of coldness and three parts of disdain.
Mo Ren held his sword and took a step forward. Another step, and another.
His footsteps stepped on the leaves, making a rustling sound.
Yan Luo’s face changed, and he also shook out a sleeve sword, pointing at Mo Ren, “Die, or get lost!”
With Yan Luo’s movement, the thick killing intent was already substantial, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood, ready to explode at the slightest touch.
“…Do you think,” Mo Ren suddenly spoke, his expression calm, his voice like clear ice water, which also meant that he was no longer holding his breath, “I’m very afraid of death.”
Bai Hua’s face changed color, “You… you madman! I tell you, now as long as you exert your power, the poison will immediately spread throughout your body… Are you willing to die in such a place, without even seeing Chu Yan’s face for the last time!?”
Mo Ren ignored him. In the next moment, he leaped up and stabbed Yan Luo with his sword!
Having already put life and death behind him, he simply ran his internal energy at full strength, causing the air around his body to vibrate slightly, and his clothes to tear through the night wind.
The moonlight slid down the black long sword, the sword intent was great, as if even this moonlight, even this night, had become his sword - a sword that would rather be broken than stopped, with no return.
Yan Luo let out a low growl from his throat and met him bravely with his sleeve sword.
Two swords collided in mid-air, and with a single strike, a “clang” sound rang out, and several sparks flew from the tip of the sharp blade.
In the blink of an eye, the sword’s surface reflected the faces of the two people, illuminating their eyes full of murderous intent!
It’s unknown who first withdrew their sword and then drew it again, who first made a feint and then switched to a real attack, all that could be seen was the sword light flying around, the energy colliding in all directions, and in an instant, dozens of life-and-death fights took place.
The wind rose, the long grass was bent at the waist, and suddenly it was neatly cut in half from the middle.
Traces were left on the mud, stones jumped, and suddenly broke into three or four smaller pieces out of thin air.
An entire wasteland turned into a web interwoven with sword energy.
Bai Hua was pushed back several steps by this sword energy, and his back hit a tree. He let out a muffled groan, raised his hand to support the tree, and suddenly realized that his sleeve had been torn into several strips.
He couldn’t help but raise his face anxiously, squinting his eyes to look at the center of the battle, “Master…!”
The sword energy stopped, and the two had already separated.
