Chapter 53 - Bearing a Great Reputation
Chapter 53 of "Journey to the End of the Night" opens with exciting events: Baili An tensed his face and said solemnly, “Your current condition is very strange, and... Continue reading!
Baili An tensed his face and said solemnly, “Your current condition is very strange, and it seems you cannot casually draw your sword—that’s too dangerous.”
Jin Sheng certainly knew it was dangerous, not only dangerous, but also costly to draw the sword.
But at this moment, he was unable to think about the so-called cost of drawing his sword.
He staggered to his feet with difficulty, even forgetting to withdraw the two swords sheathed by his waist, letting his movements tear his wounds open, the pain unable to quell the shock in his heart at the moment.
He swallowed hard, together with the icy rainwater in his mouth, and looked at Baili An as if he were looking at a monster, “What…
exactly are you?”
He suddenly recalled that when this little corpse demon had saved him back then, it seemed to be like now, having sheathed his Yuanli Sword…
Back then, his senses were not very clear, and he had thought that he had managed to sheathe it at the last moment.
Now, combining with the scene before him.
So, it turned out that both times sheathing…
were done by this little corpse demon!
Jin Sheng became somewhat disoriented.
Baili An frowned and reached out to pull out the two swords at his waist, carelessly throwing them onto the messy ground, then turned to look at Lin Guiyuan, “I’m sorry, Brother Lin, do you have any medicine here?
My friend is very seriously injured.”
In this unfamiliar place, among this group of unfamiliar humans, the only person he could trust was Lin Guiyuan.
Lin Guiyuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, “He…
his injuries are very…
severe, ordinary…
medicine…
probably won’t work, I…
I’ll go find Elder Mountain.”
With that, he emitted a thick fog around his body, enveloping his figure until it disappeared from sight.
Baili An smiled knowingly at this scene.
It was also at this moment that everyone finally snapped out of their shock, looking at Baili An with disbelief and trying to curry favor.
They hadn’t forgotten that this distinguished individual, the Thirteenth Sword of Tianxi, had stepped forward for someone’s sake.
Everyone found it somewhat inconceivable.
A great and renowned sword, actually stooping to befriend a minor character from the Seeking Tao Realm.
The practices of the Tianxi Sword Sect really were beyond ordinary understanding.
However, shock aside, now that a VIP was right before their eyes, and seeming quite troubled with serious injuries, it was a good opportunity to show off.
They couldn’t let that foolish youngster take all the credit.
Some people had not even had time to deal with the wetness in their crotches when they immediately jumped forward.
One of them smiled ingratiatingly and said, “Yuanli…
Lord Jin Sheng’s injuries are so severe, I have high-quality healing elixir pills here that can be used for Lord Jin Sheng.”
Immediately, some people also realized and looked disparagingly at this frightened fellow.
“What kind of spiritual elixir could a small Qianque Sect possibly have?
I have some, I have some, Lord Jin Sheng, I see your energy is unstable, Spiritual Power fluctuating, you must have suffered extremely severe internal injuries, I have here a thousand-year Spirit Ginseng, which can consolidate your foundation and greatly aid internal injuries.”
That person, with a face full of flattery, unceremoniously pushed aside the fellow who had wet his pants and pulled out a brocade box to say.
Each one expressed their concerns overtly, their sincerity apparent, completely shedding their previously cold demeanor.
Finally, Jin Sheng stopped looking at Baili An, forcibly calming the complex shock in his heart.
His pale lips then issued a contemptuous sneer, “Lord Jin Sheng?
Is my name something you are worthy of mentioning?”
Despite being bloodied and extremely weak from severe injuries, Jin Sheng seemed like a critically ill tiger.
Yet as he simply glanced up for an instant, a chill that pierced people’s hearts!
It made everyone back away.
He stepped forward two steps, kicked the two dark and rain-soaked corpses, and laughed coldly, “Just now I clearly heard you say that these two are your role models, that you should learn from them and propagate their teachings, hmm?”
A soft hmm made everyone shudder fiercely.
Young Master Meng was still quite a figure, respect visible in his eyes, but without much flattery, only constantly forcing a bitter smile.
Normally adept with words, at the moment of Jin Sheng’s identity being revealed, he no longer said another word, incessantly stroking the horsetail whisk on his arm.
Jin Sheng, holding his continuously bleeding wound, showed no great pain on his face, but his cold laugh grew stronger, “And you.”
His gaze shifted as he looked at the young man who had boasted about offering the Spirit Ginseng.
“I clearly remember you saying you want to carve the names Yang Zhao and Huang Kang on your own sword, to honor them?”
He grinned, revealing teeth stained red with blood, and eerily smiled, “I think that’s a great idea, both of these men come from beyond the sea, if you honor these two names on your own sword, you might not even need to leave the Mountain Realm, because our Sect Master, once he learns of such traitorous actions, will not spare you no matter where you hide.”
Jin Sheng looked at him with pity, “Feel proud, there aren’t many who become targets personally sought by our Sect Master.”
Hearing this, that person was immediately scared out of his wits, and the precious Spirit Ginseng he was holding fell to the ground.
He fell to his knees with a thud, knocking his head on the ground while pleading, “I deserve to die!
I have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai!
It’s just my mortal eyes, unable to discern truth, mistaking demons for orthodoxy, truly I deserve to die!”
Jin Sheng, clearly with a very magnanimous temperament, snorted coldly and did not make it harder for him.
Baili An glanced at him indifferently, the normally gentle look in his eyes showing little emotion, and he calmly spoke, “Since you think you deserve to die, why hesitate?
The sword is by your waist.”
Upon hearing this, even Jin Sheng was stunned.
Then he burst into laughter, if not for having to hold his wound, he would have been clapping in approval.
“Yes, yes, the sword is right at your side, it’s rare that you have this realization, doing it yourself isn’t bad.”
That person nearly burst into tears, glancing hatefully at Baili An.
But at this moment, how dared he show any dissatisfaction, he only knocked his head harder, blood even streaming down his forehead, continuously pleading, “I beg you, sir, to not remember this fault of mine!”
Clearly, this man had no resolve for self-annihilation.
Soon, Lin Guiyuan brought the medicine, administered it to Jin Sheng, and then helped him sit down under a tree.
Although Jin Sheng had a very standoffish attitude towards everyone else, he was also quite kind to those who had shown him kindness.
Holding back his pride, he thanked them and sat under the tree to start regulating his breathing.
No one dared to provoke him at this time, scattering like birds and beasts.
Looking at Jin Sheng sitting under the tree, regulating his breath and treating his injuries, his entire sword-carrying right hand was torn apart by Sword Qi, the wounds bloody, the bones visible.
Clearly, the injury from drawing his sword this time was more than ten times more severe than the previous time.
Although the sword had now been sheathed, his exposed, blood-drenched arm, the red marks, rather than improving under the medicine provided by Lin Guiyuan’s treatment, continued to slowly crack and spread.