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[Blood River]
[Based on the novel of the same name from Zhou Munan's Youth in Jianghu series]
[Available on fanqienovel.com & bkneng.com]
[Episode 21]
I never thought you'd be this shameless.
Your technique is like a mind-deranging art
meant to bait out the killing urge in me.
Though you fought hard to hold it down,
but with one look I knew
your whole body
reeks of blood.
You are no swordsman.
All these years,
you've made a living by killing!
When the sword stirs wind,
he smiles as the clouds rise.
So many years have passed
and the Old City Lord's sword
is still this effortless and free.
But judging by the exchange
I crossed with him just now,
his swordsmanship
shouldn't be that weak.
So Master's training
at the Sword Abode
is starting to show,
and his swordsmanship
has climbed a level.
You banked on no one seeing clearly
and pulled a dirty trick.
You headed east the whole way,
keeping your blade sheathed
to raise a swell of sword energy.
Once your killing urge outweighed that energy,
all that momentum dumped,
and you lost
the bravery you had.
You're a shameless scoundrel.
The Way of the Sword
was what your father sought.
And I
seek only victory.
For only the victor
is fit to talk the Way of the Sword!
The Way of the Sword
is indeed the term
my father often spoke of.
[Sword]
[Way]
Sword...
Way.
Father,
what is the Way of the Sword?
By "sword" we mean skill and technique.
How strong can a single blade be honed?
First it strikes down ten,
then a hundred,
then a thousand,
even ten thousand!
We swordsmen
train our blades
day after day,
hoping to push them
to the utmost,
so they can stand against all.
I believe my sword
has already reached
its utmost strength.
To take one step further,
I must awaken to the Way.
So what is the Way?
The Kunlun Sword Deity once said
his sword art
has three realms.
First realm, see mountains as mountains
and waters as waters.
Second realm,
see mountains as not mountains
and waters as not waters.
Third realm,
see mountains still as mountains,
and waters still as waters.
I pondered this for long,
yet never grasped its meaning.
But I believed
the Way
is simply a reason to draw the blade.
So it seems some truths...
reveal themselves
only in one's dying moment.
The strongest strike in a life
may come only once.
Sadly,
I can no longer protect you.
I just said
people of Wushuang City
have no right to speak my father's name,
least of you!
All that "flowing like water",
break!
All that "grandmaster aura",
break!
All that "peerless under heaven",
all can be broken!
The harder you kill now,
the faster you'll lose.
You've lost.
You want me to use killing arts,
but I refuse.
Today,
I'll beat you with the sword alone.
It's him!
You know him?
He's Blood River's Umbrella Ghost,
Su Muyu.
Blood River...
If he's truly from Blood River,
then everything makes sense.
Elder Jian,
what do you mean?
Are you saying
Wushuang City and Blood River
are entangled?
And it even ties
to No-Sword City?
Sir, there's no need to ask.
It's all in the past.
Master,
the sword coffer's slipping control!
It only spotted
a worthy opponent
and wants a match.
It's a pity you're still young.
Otherwise, such an opponent
is truly worth a fight.
Master,
what should we do?
Don't worry.
It won't be long
before it settles down.
Little Wushuang,
when you're grown,
take it to seek
a worthy opponent.
The Old City Lord
is about to lose.
He should have lost.
Only this loss
came a dozen years late.
Had he lost back then,
he might have risen again.
But losing today,
he loses for good.
Here it comes...
the Old City Lord's strongest strike.
Riding the sword to the Ninth Heaven...
The dragon falls into the Yellow Springs!
You're the one who will fall!
It's over.
Jade Ruyi!
Such pure sword energy!
Master,
why was the sword coffer
acting by itself?
It wasn't the coffer
acting on its own.
Without noticing,
you stirred it.
These last two days,
I only taught little Wushuang
some basic inner work.
Did the Jade Ruyi
shift the battle below?
Stop!
My killing intent has faded,
and my sword momentum is gone.
If you strike now,
I'll surely lose.
I know.
But I won't hit a man when he's down.
I only ask you
to spare my master's life.
Spare your master?
Back when your master
slaughtered everyone
in No-Sword City,
did he spare theirs?
You're right.
My master's deeds back then
were truly unforgivable.
But as his disciple,
how could I possibly
watch my master be killed
before my eyes?
I hope you can understand.
And my master
has his inner channels destroyed.
He lives now
only by a thread of qi within him.
He won't last many days.
Mr. Zhuo,
why strike that final blow?
A swordsman's death
is not the body's death,
but his sword-heart's.
I've crushed Liu Yunqi's sword-heart.
He can never wield a sword again.
He is already dead.
Yes.
Thank you, Mr. Zhuo.
We've actually met.
Yes.
When we stood against the Demonic Sect,
I saw your swordsmanship.
Since you've come
under the name Zhuo Yue'an,
then you are Zhuo Yue'an.
I admire you.
You're unlike your master.
Your swordsmanship holds little malice.
But you shoulder too much,
so the blade can't follow your heart
and you never reach
your strongest state.
Many have said the same.
Since the elders
entrusted Wushuang City to me,
I've had to place
its honor and shame
on this very sword.
Peerless Under Heaven...
I heard the White-Feather Sword Deity
once saved a disciple
on Tianqi City's execution ground.
As he left,
he cut down the plaque above with one stroke.
So today,
if I sever these characters
with one stroke,
the name No-Sword City
will once again ring through
the martial world.
Sir,
please don't act rashly.
Seven days from now,
you and I will fight.
If you lose,
I'll cut them down.
Very well.
Seven days from now,
by the Sword Abode behind Wushuang City,
I'll see your swordsmanship.
Good.
This kid...
After changing his name,
he acts like a different man.
Challenging Wushuang City was one thing,
he even crippled
the Old City Lord.
Too arrogant!
Too overbearing!
Had he been like this earlier,
we'd have crushed the three families already.
Yeah.
Muyu never liked the spotlight,
but this time
the whole world is talking
about Zhuo Yue'an of No-Sword City.
However...
What?
The move Muyu used
at the last moment
looked like the Eighteen-Sword Array.
Back when we helped the sects
resist the Demonic Sect's eastern campaign,
Muyu once used
that very array in public.
So some folks are quietly saying
that Zhuo Yue'an, No-Sword City's heir,
is Blood River's Umbrella Ghost.
But that guess
is far too absurd,
and many won't believe it.
An assassin
who walks the night and kills without a sound
now shows up openly under the sun,
even challenging a once-glorious sect...
Sounds a bit like a tall tale.
If he's finished the job,
he should be back by now, right?
Oh,
maybe...
he went straight back to Nan'an?
No.
Muyu set another duel with City Lord, Song Yanhui,
a solo fight on Wushuang City's back mountain.
Su Muyu's lost his mind?
The City Lord of Wushuang
won't be easy to handle.
This time
Muyu really caught the competitive bug.
No.
That's not what I mean.
I mean,
Song Yanhui is nothing
worth waiting around for.
When we fought the Demonic Sect,
we'd already seen his skills.
If he truly wants his sword to shake the world,
why not head to Xueyue City
and teach that brat a lesson?
Still, this isn't bad either.
Old pain
should be cut off someday.
Otherwise,
he'll carry
that grudge for life.
And...
I've been waiting for that day too.
I've long known who he is,
but he doesn't know
who destroyed No-Sword City.
From how he's moving now,
he must've found out
Wushuang City was behind it.
Wushuang City is unworthy
of "Peerless Under Heaven" long ago.
Still,
Liu Yunqi's defeat
isn't the end.
What else?
Su Muyu and Song Yanhui
agreed:
four days from now,
on Wushuang City's back mountain,
they'll fight again.
Maybe true vengeance
would be to wipe out Wushuang City,
but I won't,
and I know you won't, Father.
After all, Wushuang City
isn't full of Liu Yunqi types.
And killing to stop killing...
never ends.
You've done well,
my son.
Father...
I don't want you living in hatred.
Just be yourself
after the debt here is paid.
Don't shoulder those old grudges.
Son, look.
♪I almost lost myself...♪
After tonight's moon sets in the west,
tomorrow
still brings a brand-new sunrise.
Didn't expect
that guy
to really challenge Wushuang City.
He challenges Wushuang City
and fame follows.
What are you so proud of?
But Zhuo Yue'an...
Who is he?
I never heard of him.
Zhuo Yue'an is Su Muyu.
He was heir to No-Sword City.
And if not for sudden calamity,
when grown
he'd surely have entered the Academy.
Fate toys with us.
So,
you're going to watch the show?
Going into Wushuang City as I am,
if anyone recognizes me,
it'll be big trouble.
Then what are you excited about?
Because this spectacle
was egged on by someone.
He wants to use Su Muyu's sword
to spark chaos in Wushuang City.
[Flying Tiger General's Residence]
Wushuang City
was once the foremost city.
Its martial path may have declined,
but in craft and devices, it's still second to none.
We've eyed this fat prize for years,
and it's time to swallow it.
Ruled by a madman only craving victory
and a fool shackled by trifles,
the sky over Wushuang City
is long due for a change.
Only now
we can ride Su...
no...
Zhuo Yue'an's rise.
And then,
that man
can profit from it.
Besides,
he's a man of the court.
You told me
about this before.
Earlier I wanted to send men to Wushuang City,
and you stopped me.
This time,
what's the plan?
What he didn't expect is,
Su Muyu
told me the fact
that someone planned
to use him.
I've prepared in advance.
Since he wants Wushuang City in chaos,
fine...
let's make it even messier.
How?
Guards.
Your Highness.
How goes Sihuai City?
Our people have courted
the City Lord's senior disciple for years.
Frankly, the man
is a brainless incompetent,
easy to turn.
As for the other one,
he's out of seclusion
and willing to lend us a sword.
What of Su Changhe?
Any sign of movement?
The Blood River are truly secretive.
We've found
only scattered traces,
but...
they're surely heading toward Sihuai City.
A contest of the Way of the Sword
without a living Sword Deity,
what's the fun in that?
Very well.
Then let's await
the Sword Deities to gather
at Wushuang City.
The real game
is about to begin.
What matter?
Su Muyu, head of Blood River's Su family,
has challenged Wushuang City.
He'll duel the City Lord,
Song Yanhui.
I hate you all,
but that Ji Ruofeng isn't bad.
Speak,
what brings you
this time?
Our master has no business for you,
only a bit of sport,
lest you miss it.
A sword-related spectacle.
A worldly matter?
Leader Lv!
Master.
[Zhao Yuzhen of Wangchengshan Sect]
Honored guest,
what news do you bring from afar?
Greetings, Profound Sword Deity.
Ji Ruofeng
may have planted spies
on my sect.
My good disciple hasn't even left the mountain,
nor sparred with anyone.
Yet somehow,
he's been dubbed the Profound Sword Deity.
And my once-secluded
Wangchengshan Sect
knows no peace anymore.
Master,
don't be so fierce.
He's a guest from afar.
I'm ordered by our master
to bring a message to the Profound Sword Deity.
Speak, then.
Su Muyu, head of the Su family,
challenged Wushuang City.
He fought the former City Lord, Liu Yunqi,
and won.
He then set a duel with the current City Lord,
Song Yanhui.
What has that to do with my sect?
Go tell Ji Ruofeng this:
if he makes trouble here again,
I'll go to Tianqi
and smash his Baixiao Hall.
Master Ji wishes to invite you to watch?
But I cannot leave this mountain.
And surely the all-knowing Master Ji
knows that.
He's invited several other Sword Deities too,
because he believes
this duel
may well birth
another Sword Deity.
If overnight
the jianghu boast six Sword Deities,
wouldn't that be something?
Sword Deity...
She'll go, no doubt.
No one loves the sword like she does.
Master...
Very well.
Decide for yourself.
Tell Master Ji
that I understand.
Got it.
Move.
Spider Woman
of Blood River...
Baixiao Hall's intel is truly sharp.
You pegged me at first glance.
I heard you've been visiting
Sword Deities everywhere,
so I waited here.
And I lucked out.
So you came
to buy news from Baixiao Hall?
Pick any branch,
pay and get what you want.
Why block my path?
As if I don't know.
Your Baixiao Hall
seems to have some dirty ties
to the Inner Security Division,
and certain news is never for sale.
What you want to know
is about...
The Xuanwu Guardian,
Tang Lianyue.
If you won't share it,
fine.
I'll find a way
to make you.
Hey...
Go ask your master.
You'll get the antidote
next time.
Master.
Yanhui.
You're awake.
Will you blame me?
You wanted to roam the world
as a knight-errant,
yet I kept you
here in Wushuang City,
burdened you with its honor and shame.
Master,
is it
really so important
that Wushuang City be number one?
But you are different.
Yanhui,
from the day I met you,
I knew
you could change
all of this.
You're no worse
than any of them.
You were born
for the sword.
But I often regret
whether
I pressed you too hard,
leaving you unable
to be as free as they are.
In your sword-heart,
you aren't as pure.
You shouldn't have accepted his duel.
Master...
Master...
You shouldn't have agreed to fight him.
Do you understand?
Master,
don't get so worked up.
Don't forget...
I still have one trump move
left unused.
You mean...
the Wither-Bloom Sword Art?
You're being reckless.
That will cost your life.
I'll die,
but I won't lose.
With my death,
I'll keep Wushuang City's honor.
That's my duty as City Lord.
Your disciple
can open the Peerless Sword Coffer.
Maybe let him...
Master,
Wushuang's still too young.
As the teacher,
I should go before my disciple.
You did the same for me.
Besides,
I don't want Wushuang
to walk my old path again.
I want him to choose his own way.
As for Wushuang City's future,
leave it to the young.
All right.
Very well.
Have it your way.
All my life,
I mostly did wrong.
I hope you all
won't repeat my mistakes.
[All Blessings Attained]
Master!
Sihuai City's packed lately.
Sects from everywhere
are flooding in,
too many to count.
All want into the Tianxia Casino
to get a Wushuang Token.
Business must be booming, right?
It was a big deal at first.
But among the crowd
are even great sect leaders
and famed first-rate swordsmen.
Selling so many tokens at once
will cause a huge mess.
We'll
easily be exposed too.
And now,
the top experts wanting tokens
are fewer and fewer.
Why?
They think too many of them are coming,
so many Wushuang City can't stop them.
With this many,
they could storm a city.
Why need tokens at all?
When the time comes,
the chaos will only grow.
Who's there?
Me.
Master!
Keep your dirty dealings hidden.
If you expose yourself in Wushuang City,
I won't be able to keep you safe.
♪Like fate, winding with the tide♪
♪Who can ford this river of night?♪
♪Where's the far shore we chase all our lives?♪
♪Surrendering all hues for a glimmer of light♪
♪Through joy and sorrow♪
♪Still I can't let go♪
♪Longing keeps me awake at night♪
♪My heart no longer my own♪
♪No one can escape from love♪
♪How many hidden feelings♪
♪Sink in silence deep?♪
♪Searching through the endless nights♪
♪Struggling on the edge of love and pain♪
♪Shadows crossing shadows♪
♪Whose name hides in your eyes?♪
♪When the wind blows, ask not when I shall return♪
♪Ask not when I shall return♪
♪Like fate, winding with the tide♪
♪Who can ford this river of night?♪
♪Where's the far shore we chase all our lives?♪
♪Surrendering all hues for a glimmer of light♪
♪Through joy and sorrow♪
♪Still I can't let go♪
♪Longing keeps me awake at night♪
♪My heart no longer my own♪
♪No one can escape from love♪
♪My heart no longer my own♪
♪No one can escape from love♪
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