Jianghu (un mundo de artes marciales) - No te cortes

Capítulo 47

Among the eighteen disciples, the most famous were Anxing, who always stood guard at the entrance of Cloud Valley with a long spear, and her younger sister Ningdu.

When Xuan Sheng carried Shuang Jing to the foot of the mountain, the first thing he saw was the two of them standing quietly by the clear water.

Accompanying them were Jin Guan, the leader of the Sixteen Dark Envoys of Chongchonglou, who never left Cheshui's side and was known as "Night Shadow," and Bai Yun, the deputy leader of the Chongchonglou.

Anxing and Ningdu were both dressed in plain green robes, their long hair styled in high buns. The former carried a red-tasseled spear, while the latter held a pair of crescent-shaped rings. Upon seeing the two, their faces immediately lit up with joy, but they managed to suppress it. Anxing stepped forward and knelt on one knee, while Ningdu, also reluctantly, did not rush forward to pounce on their sect leader, but instead bowed in the same manner.

"Anxing and Ningdu pay their respects to the Sect Master!"

“I have acted without authorization. Please punish me, Sect Master!” An Xing said, bowing his head. His voice trembled slightly, whether from joy and excitement or worry, it was hard to tell.

Shuangjing scrutinized them for a long time before finally sighing, "Get up..." She looked at the two of them carefully, her eyes stern and cold, her tone indifferent, "We'll talk about this when we get back. Who will be guarding Cloud Valley in your place?"

"Reporting to the Sect Master, the Lady of Ning Shuang Sect has led her five generals to guard Qi Shi Gate." An Xing replied respectfully, then turned to Xuan Sheng: "Sect Master Murong should also arrive soon. I have already conveyed your message to you."

Hearing that it was her elder sister guarding Yun Valley, Shuang Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't matter if she herself died here, but the Ye family's craftsmanship absolutely could not be ruined in her hands.

"Alright." She smiled slightly. "Get up now. Anxing..." She was about to say something but sighed. "It's alright. Let it go this time. Don't act rashly next time."

"Sect Master..."

"There's no time." Shuangjing waved her hand, then turned to Baiyun and Jinguan, who were whispering instructions to Cheshui. The two of them had completely abandoned their usual playful and affectionate demeanor when with Cheshui; their faces were now solemn and serious as they gave instructions. She looked at her two subordinates again, a smug smile appearing on her face.

“I think you’ve all gotten tired of staying in Qishimen these past few years, it’s time for you to get out and move around.”

It turned out that these two were supposed to strictly guard the gang as she had instructed. Shuang Jing was afraid that if something happened to her, the Ye family's century-old foundation would be destroyed in her hands. However, she also guessed that these two would definitely not obey orders this time and would come to rescue her regardless of the consequences. Although she had to put on the dignity that a sect leader should have, a wave of emotion welled up in her heart when she saw these two.

I don't care about my own safety or the future of the gang; I just hope she's safe and sound.

Although I felt relieved, I was more worried.

But now, we have no choice but to take a gamble.

"Sect Leader...?" An Xing and Ning didn't understand her words and looked at each other in confusion.

Shuang Jing snapped out of her daze, smiled without saying a word, turned her head and saw that Che Shui had already explained things to his men, so she looked up and laughed:

"Let's go, let's shock the martial arts world and create a sensation throughout the land!"

At that time, white clouds surged and a strong wind rose.

The entire Ligu Valley seemed to be shaken by the wind.

Deep in the valley, a considerable number of people waited quietly, anticipating the decisive battle.

Beyond the martial arts world, countless white doves are relaying messages to all the gangs waiting for news:

Ligu fought to the death—

The invincible heroine Fu Ping, the city lord of Half Moon City Xuan Yue, the deputy lord of Flying Eagle Fortress Xi Quan, the lord of Sword Soft Manor Hua Wushuang, and the Eight Immortals of Flying Eagle Fortress.

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Ye Shuangjing, the leader of the Seven Stones Sect; Du Cheshui, the leader of the Chongchonglou Pavilion; Xuan Sheng, the second young master of Banyue City; Lin Meihua, the eighth hall master of Tianxiazhan; Jing Shan, the chief guard of Jianrou Manor; and four subordinates of the Seven Stones Sect and Chongchonglou Pavilion.

—The final battle begins!

Fog is not fog, yet it can still stir up the vast ocean.

A blanket of white foliage stretches through the forests of Jiangnan, while verdant bamboo groves flow gently in the breeze.

Clouds and mist surge past, seemingly scattered by the wind and clearing away the rain, yet the water's surface remains hazy and the wind's intensity is undeniable.

Several figures darted through the forest and quickly arrived at the lakeside, only to suddenly stop. A thick fog blanketed the lake, and they couldn't help but frown and exchange glances. All around them was white mist and fog; the lake was calm, willows swayed along the shore, and the mist, like a light veil, drifted in. Everything was a hazy white expanse, utterly silent except for the clear, solitary cries of a few birds, breaking the stillness behind the dense clouds.

The lake was tranquil, with only a few shallow ripples gradually expanding from its center. Looking down from Xuan Sheng's back, Shuang Jing saw that the water only reached the edge of the grassy bank, and most of the grass growing there was dry. She felt a sense of foreboding. They ventured deeper into Li Valley without encountering any obstacles. It seemed that from here on, they would begin to face their challenges.

"Who's on the water?" Plum Blossom suddenly turned around and asked alertly. Upon hearing this, everyone drew their weapons and listened carefully to the sounds and movements around them.

"Plum Blossom, what did you hear?" Che Shui asked, frowning. "I was just..."

“Someone’s coming,” Jing Shan interrupted him.

Everyone held their breath and listened intently. Suddenly, they heard the faint sound of waves lapping, and something was slowly moving on the water, gradually approaching them.

"Is it a boat?" Shuangjing strained to see ahead through the thick fog. "There's the sound of planks colliding..."

Suddenly, a soft sound rang out. They turned to look and saw five wooden boats linked together silently approaching through the thick fog. As they reached the grassy bank, they stopped and collided, making a faint sound.

"It seems... they're inviting us over," Che Shui said with a cold laugh.

“Master, there’s definitely something fishy going on here.” Jin Guan frowned as he replied, “There must be someone on the other side, otherwise how could this ship have drifted here alone?”

“But look at these ripples…” Xuan Sheng suddenly pointed to the lake. Although the fog was thick, the scene in the distance was still visible: “It doesn’t seem like someone pushed it from the center… If that were the case, there should still be ripples in the distance.”

“Let’s get on the ship no matter what,” Shuangjing suddenly said.

"Huh?" Ningdu was taken aback. "Sect Leader, shouldn't we... be more careful? This situation looks like a conspiracy..."

"But if we don't take a boat, how will we cross the lake?" Che Shui looked ahead and said, "If we use light footwork, we might be ambushed before we even reach the center of the lake. Fighting on the water is not advantageous for us. It would be safer if we had a boat."

“That’s true. Alright, let’s take two people per boat then.” Xuan Sheng nodded and led Shuang Jing to the nearest boat. Che Shui and Mei Hua followed behind them, and the others exchanged glances and boarded the boat as well.

After rowing for a while, the surroundings were filled with misty steam. In the distance, the green mountains were silent and twilight was approaching, and the verdant mountains were about to sink into darkness. Only the sound of the boat behind churning the lake water with its oars could be heard. Shuangjing looked around and suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder. It was Xuansheng who had draped his outer garment over her shoulders.

"Are you cold?" he asked with a slight smile.

Shuangjing shook her head, then turned to look around. Suddenly remembering something, she involuntarily clenched her fist, then relaxed it, clenched it again, and relaxed it again. She frowned and thought for a moment before raising her head as if to confirm something: "Xuansheng, I'm not cold anymore."

"Huh?" Xuan Sheng, who was focused on rowing, didn't come to his senses and looked at her with slight surprise: "What?"

"I...I'm not cold anymore." Shuangjing still looked at her hands with great confusion and a strange expression on her face. She stretched out her arm and then reached out her hand to take her own pulse, but her expression became more and more surprised and solemn.

"Shuangjing, what's wrong?" Xuansheng put down the wooden oar with some concern and sat down beside her, taking her hand in his. He paused, then said, "You..."

“My hands are very hot,” Shuangjing replied.

Xuan Sheng nodded, his brow furrowing as he took her wrist to check her pulse, a surprise creeping into his heart. Ever since he 'met' Shuang Jing, her hands had always been cold, even on hot days, slightly chilly, as if she were holding a beautiful piece of jade, smooth and warm, only slowly warming up after absorbing his warmth. Yet now, her hands were warm. Xuan Sheng looked closely, remembering that when Ning Du and An Xing arrived, they had brought her clean clothes to change into. They had changed their robes before setting off, and now he noticed that she was dressed extremely thinly, barely able to withstand the chill of the autumn dew in the deep forest.

"Why are you dressed so scantily?" he couldn't help but ask, his tone carrying an almost imperceptible worry and reproach.

"I'm not cold. Really." Shuangjing nodded very seriously, looking around at her hands again. Finally, she stood up and took a deep breath, feeling refreshed in her chest and strong in her limbs. She turned to Xuansheng and said, "I think, am I...?"

"Watch out!" Suddenly, Xuan Sheng rushed forward and tackled her. The sound of sharp blades cutting through the air whistled past her ears. Shuang Jing heard the people on the boat behind her hurriedly duck and lie down. Looking up, she saw countless flying knives spinning past. Just as she was about to take a closer look, she felt the boat suddenly lurch and come to an abrupt stop. She and Xuan Sheng exchanged a glance. Before they could react, arrows shot from the lake and, with a clang, all pierced the bow and stern of the boat.

The two men got up and looked around; the ships behind them were also experiencing the same situation.

Each ship had an arrow with a long chain inserted at the front and back, holding each ship firmly in place and preventing it from moving.

Shuangjing stood up and looked around, only to find that they were in the center of the lake, surrounded by a thick fog, and could not see anything else.

He couldn't help but frown and sternly command, "Anxing!"

"Your subordinate is here!" came the reply from behind, and the chief guard of the Seven Stones Gate stepped forward in response.

"Clear this fog!"

Moving with the speed of the wind and striking with the force of thunder, An Xing, wielding a red-tasseled silver spear, possessed a face like a lotus blossom, eyes like almonds, brows arched sharply, and lips tightly pressed together, a look that was both angry and smiling. Her emerald green figure added color to the vast white fog. She soared into the air, landing on the third ship, then leaped high into the air with a light touch of her toes, swinging her silver spear left and right, instantly unleashing gusts of wind from beneath it, gradually dispersing the surrounding fog. But just then, a sudden sound came from the sky. Everyone looked up and saw countless arrows falling. An Xing frowned, about to block them, when she heard a delicate shout behind her.

Looking back, I saw my younger sister walking through the water.

Ningdu held a crescent-shaped copper ring in each hand. She was dressed in blue, but a red belt around her waist fluttered behind her like blooming water sleeves. She stepped onto Anxing's shoulder and rushed forward, forcefully throwing the copper rings in her hands. The weapons, which were originally flying straight away, were pulled by the two red belts tied to the rings, and immediately swung in the air in a curve, circling around a large number of arrows and throwing them in other directions.

For a time, the two of them moved up and down, constantly traversing the lake surface, dispersing the thick fog and rain of arrows.

"Baiyun, Jinguan!" Cheshui frowned upon seeing this and said, "Take care of those archers!"

"Yes, Master!" the two replied in unison, and in the next instant they had already rushed towards the lake.

The master of Chongchonglou favored vibrant colors, so although Jin Guan Baiyun was dressed casually, she was still in luxurious attire. The former, in a dark green robe, gracefully crossed the vast lake, her deep blue skirt floating in the air like an ancient pine tree in the deep mountains. The archers and others standing on the shore could only see a woman fluttering towards them like a butterfly. However, in the blink of an eye, she was already in front of them. The woman was charming and beautiful. She smiled slightly with her cherry lips parted, and the next moment a gale swept up, with sand and stones flying everywhere.

Jin Guan's weapon was a sandalwood Azure Dragon Halberd, a gift from the Seven Stones Sect, crafted by Shuang Jing. The weapon had three halberds forming the character "山" (mountain), with a front hilt, a rear hilt, a spike at the top, and a hilt at the bottom. The staff was as light as a feather, and Jin Guan wielded it as easily as if it were two hands. Seeing her imposing presence, six or seven men rushed towards her. Jin Guan smiled coldly, raised the halberd with her left hand, and used her right hand to control the rear part of the weapon to stab one of the men behind her. The man dodged to the side, but his movement had been anticipated. The woman spun the weapon, piercing his right eye, and with another force, blocked the attack from the front. The Azure Dragon Halberd spun and rose, and with a hissing sound, it slashed a large gash in the chest of the three men in front of her. Blood gushed out, and the three men fell to the ground.

After dealing with these few people, others crowded forward, but Jin Guan maintained a smile throughout, as if he were just playing around.

On the other side of the river, Bai Yun, dressed in a light blue robe and holding two swords, was surrounded by dozens of people.

The opponent's longsword unleashed a net of blades, with Bai Yun standing in the middle, hands behind her back, smiling faintly. After a moment, she slowly assumed her stance, tilting her head with a smile.

"please!"

The two swords formed a cross, and in the blink of an eye, white light intersected. With a whoosh, a sword thrust at the front. Bai Yun dodged to the side, a tuft of his long hair being cut off. His right sword was already at the enemy's chest, the tip of the long sword piercing through the man's chest. He swiftly swung his sword back, slashing straight at the enemy. Five people blocked in front, and several more thrust at from behind. He was unable to dodge for a moment when two whooshing sounds came from the air. Immediately, someone shouted and landed. Looking up, he saw that two copper rings had struck the attackers behind him.

Ningdu pulled with both hands, and the copper ring immediately returned to her hand. Baiyun smiled slightly, silently thanked her, and continued to deal with the person in front of her seriously.

"Oh...you're cooperating quite well." On the boat in the lake, Che Shui opened his fan and smiled as he waved it.

“Instead of watching others, why don’t you help me get rid of this?” Plum Blossom said, glaring at him and pointing to the arrows deeply embedded in the bow and stern of the ship and the chains that had rendered them completely immobile.

“Ah, that’s true, otherwise I…” Before Che Shui could finish speaking, there was a loud crash from the side! Something extremely heavy fell into the water, creating a huge wave; Che Shui and Mei Hua’s boat could not withstand such a large impact and immediately capsized. The two did not have time to look at each other before they jumped high into the air and landed on the overturned bottom of the boat.

"This is……?"

"Watch out!" Suddenly, a long, distant whistling sound came. Everyone looked up and saw several iron hooks being thrown in their direction. The boats were unable to move. The iron hooks, with heavy stones tied to their ends, landed on Shuangjing and Xuansheng's boats, instantly creating a hole, and water immediately gushed out.

"!" Suddenly, countless rockets rained down from the sky. A fierce glint flashed in Xuan Sheng's eyes. He turned to Shuang Jing and smiled, "Wait for me a moment. Be good and don't move."

"Huh? Hey? Oh..." Shuangjing was squatting on the edge of the boat, staring blankly at the bottom of the boat that was constantly bubbling up water.

"Don't worry, I won't let you get your shoes wet." Xuan Sheng smiled, his gentle voice sending chills down Che Shui and Mei Hua's spines. In the blink of an eye, the man leaped high into the air, skimming across the lake. The archers surrounding the lake saw this and fired their arrows in unison, a second wave of flaming arrows aimed at him.

"Tch..." Xuan Sheng sneered, "The same trick again?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was already in front of those people, who were staring at him with wide eyes.

Xuan Sheng smiled, and with a whoosh, Ye Tian was drawn from its sheath.

The crescent moon shines over the city, and the sword must be sheathed; even the King of Hell fears only the twin nights of the night.

At that moment, all the swirling mist seemed to be cleaved apart.

A chilling, murderous aura emanated from the two sharp swords, one black and one white. Before anyone even got close, they felt as if their skin had been cut.

A person who is like a shadow.

Faster, more ruthless, and more accurate than them all.

He moved through the woods, avoiding the flames, and even the most accurate and swift arrows could not aim at him and could not harm him in the slightest.

The surrounding woods were shrouded in thick fog. Suddenly, a scream came from the left. In the blink of an eye, a wail came from behind. Before I could turn around, I heard the sound of a long sword cracking through bone from the other side.

He was a man who appeared and disappeared like a ghost.

The last man opened his eyes wide, only to see those surrounding him fall one by one. Before he could turn around, he felt something cold pierce his back. He tried to turn his head, but only heard the sound of a weapon being swiftly pulled from his arm. It came from his own body. Before falling, he only remembered one sentence…