Ink Blade Chapter 57 (Part 2)
Translated by Sylver
Chapter 57.2 Xuan Hong (part 2)
Chu Yan almost lowered his head in a panic, “What do you want? You, you speak slowly.”
Mo Ren closed his eyes for a moment, the blood he vomited made his consciousness clearer, and now he weakly pushed Chu Yan’s arm, “Dirty…you quickly…let go…”
Chu Yan didn’t expect that at this time, Mo Ren was still thinking about such things. He spoke incoherently, “It’s not dirty, it’s not dirty, don’t move…..be good, let this Master hold you for a while, ah.”
Mo Ren lowered his eyes, and said with a bitter expression, “It’s this subordinate…that is incompetent…”
His face was extremely pale, his sweat-soaked black hair was messy, and he was held by Chu Yan and nestled in the palace master’s arms, showing a rare vulnerability.
“This subordinate… not only failed to defeat the enemy… but also fell into such a disgraceful trap, dragging down the Master…”
The guard lowered his eyebrows in guilt, and said softly, “Even the sword that the Master gave back then… all…the Master should punish Ah Ren.”
Chu Yan’s chest hurt as if it was about to split open.
In fact… Mo Ren had also vomited blood due to poisoning when he was in a coma just now. At that dangerous moment, he heard the guard struggling unconsciously and talking in his sleep.
He first called “Master”, then said “so cold”; he said “Beg you to kill me personally”, and then said “too far”, “don’t go any further”, “can’t see”.
Therefore Chu Yan knew what Mo Ren was dreaming of at the moment of death. The Jiuzhong Palace Master finally cried, hunched over in this carriage, holding the icy body of the guard and sobbing.
He wished he could die.
And now Mo Ren woke up, but it was like this…
Suddenly, the carriage shook violently and tilted sharply. Chu Yan’s eyes changed, he propped up the carriage with one hand and held Mo Ren tightly in his arms to withstand this violent shock.
There was a faint sound of weapons clashing outside, Chu Yan lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the dark night and narrow mountain road suddenly came into view - this carriage was actually galloping on a very steep and desolate road!
Just then, Qiu Jin, who was driving the horse in front, turned her head. The maid’s goose yellow skirt was blowing in the wind, and she said in a clear voice, “Master, the people from the Alliance Leader Mansion are about to catch up, I’m afraid I can’t shake them off for long… Should we stop the carriage and fight back here?”
Mo Ren heard it, and his heart was suddenly shocked. Where did he not know that Chu Yan said that it was all resolved, it must be a lie to him.
He struggled to prop up his body to look outside, only to see the wheels spinning, and the gravel along the way bouncing. One side of the carriage was a mountain wall, and the other side was a cliff. If not careful, one would fall down and be crushed to pieces.
In the back, there were vague figures moving up and down, the ones in black were the secret guards of the Jiuzhong Palace, and the ones fighting with them must be the people from the so-called Alliance Leader Mansion that Qiu Jin mentioned…
Qiu Jin had sharp eyes, and when she saw him, she said, “Elder Brother Mo woke up! You don’t need to worry about this, you quickly lie back in the carriage.”
Before Mo Ren had time to speak, he was pushed by the palace master, and he was stuffed back into the carriage with the quilt.
Chu Yan took advantage of the situation and leaned to the side to block the wind for the patient, and said to Qiu Jin, “Don’t stop the carriage, and don’t slow down.”
Qiu Jin said, “But Master, there are too many people from the Alliance Leader Mansion, and the secret guards can’t stop them! Even with the two guardians taking action, I’m afraid they can’t protect the carriage from damage during the rush…”
From a distance, a shout with internal force came, “Chu Yan, the Jiuzhong Palace Master! You are suspected of colluding with the Wuxian Sect and causing chaos in the Central Plains. The Alliance Leader Mansion has issued a Jinwu Order for you, and soon all the major forces in the Jianghu will respond… I advise you not to be ignorant of good and evil, and quickly follow us to see Alliance Leader Huang!”
“If there is really a grievance, you can argue in front of the Alliance Leader, and the Alliance Leader will surely return your innocence; if the crime is true, heaven's vengeance is slow but sure, and you won’t be able to escape!”
Mo Ren frowned, he didn’t hear a word, because the palace master covered his ears.
Chu Yan held his own guard in his arms, and only regarded those harsh words as the wind in his ears. After the group of people behind finished shouting, he reached out and picked up a sword hanging next to the carriage.
That was… or used to be, the sword of Chu Yan, the Jiuzhong Palace Master.
The scabbard was a dark green bronze, the hilt was a vermilion jade, it was two feet and eight inches long, and its name was Xuan Hong.
Chu Yan’s gaze lingered on the sword, his fingers stroked the bright red jade inlaid on the hilt, and he suddenly sighed softly, “This Master hasn't used this sword properly for a long time.”
“Master…” Mo Ren was slightly stunned. Only he knew the meaning of Chu Yan’s words. If counted the time of the previous life where he was poisoned, the palace master indeed hadn’t held the sword normally for a long time.
The pursuers behind were gradually approaching, and the secret guards were indeed in a hard fight due to their small numbers. The two guardians, Ying Dian and Ying Yu, supported from left to right, but still struggled. Someone pulled up an iron bow and aimed at the galloping carriage.
Chu Yan smiled at Mo Ren, half mockingly said, “This Master doesn't know if he can still use it, if this Master shows a joke, Ah Ren, just pretend not to see it.”
He drew his sword, and a cold light swept across the blade, “Ah Ren, will you listen to this Master?”
Mo Ren suddenly felt flustered, he was afraid that Chu Yan would mess around, and he quickly shook his head.
Chu Yan couldn’t help but smile, and helplessly stroked the guard’s cheek, “You.” Then he said, “Then would you like to see this Master use the sword?”
This time Mo Ren didn’t have time to shake his head.
“Watch carefully.”
Chu Yan looked at him deeply and left this sentence.
In the next moment, the Jiuzhong Palace Master stepped on the edge of the carriage, his black robe fluttered, and he rose into the air with his sword!
“Master–” Mo Ren couldn’t help but hold his breath, his gaze chased the palace master upwards, and suddenly saw a bright blue moon in the night sky.
The mountain shadows were slanting, and the silver light was everywhere. Chu Yan’s figure and the shadow of Xuan Hong sword were all reflected in this vast and clear moonlight.
The moonlight flowed on the tip of Xuan Hong, lingering and cruel. The killing intent turned into smoke under the moon, turned into fog, and finally condensed into a sword.
It was the long-sealed Xuan Hong sword.
It was the long-dusty…..Chu Yan’s sword.
In an instant, the sword light flourished, covering the moonlight.
There was a panic in the back, “Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow quickly!!”
With one command, more than ten iron arrows came like black lightning.
Chu Yan raised his sword, his wrist was white and strong, with a slight blue vein, his sword move was stern and straight, just like him–
He used to be such a proud and complacent young man, like a gust of wind, like a fast sword, fearless, and not fallen into the mud and dust.
But now, he was no longer the willful youth, even those eyes that used to be arrogant and dismissive of others, had just shed tears of regret.
Only in his sword, there was still the madness of the youth. It’s just more stable and sharper than before.
Countless iron arrows hit Xuan Hong, and they were neatly cut into two pieces, scattered all around. Chu Yan was as light as a swallow, his long sword opened left and right, and the sword intent overwhelmed a piece of arrows, protecting the galloping carriage from the wind.
His sword did not stop, after breaking through the iron rain, it fell straight into the enemy formation behind the carriage.
Suddenly the mountain road was stained with blood, and there were echoes of screams one after another. One moment they were still flying using lightness skill, and the next moment they turned into corpses and fell down.
Inside the carriage, Mo Ren lifted the curtain. His face was pale, and he looked at Chu Yan’s figure in a daze, forgetting that he wanted to stop him.
Under the moonlight, a gust of wind blew by, and blood flowers bloomed and withered.
