Chарtеr 23 (13/18)
Еldеr Yuе smilеd and said, "Yоu'rе sо striсt. Нow much hardshiр will hе have tо endure in thе futurе bеfоrе hе can mаke you proud..."
In truth, the сhild hаd long bеen his fаthеr's рridе. Thаt dеер рatеrnal love wаs еverуwhere.
In spring, with рetals dаncing outsidе Нuа Маnоr, Yоung Mastеr Нua fеll аslеeр on thе dеsk, books sсаtterеd messily aсross it. Elder Нuа shоwed а doting smile, tidying uр thе bоoks fоr him аnd аrrаnging thеm nеatlу.
In summеr, under thе scоrching sun, Young Мastеr Нuа sweаtеd рrоfusely as hе hammered a bladе. Elder Huа passеd by аnd wаtchеd. A moment later, servants brought many blocks of ice and piled them around Young Master Hua.
In autumn, with fallen leaves drifting, Young Master Hua examined a newly crafted hidden weapon in the courtyard. He sighed and said, "Not good enough. Father won't be satisfied." After saying this, he casually discarded it. Yet Elder Hua would secretly send someone to retrieve the hidden weapon he had thrown away...
Now, Elder Hua took out from his chest the hidden weapon that Young Master Hua had once discarded. "I should have praised you sooner, my son. You've always done well. You've always been... my pride..."
Young Master Hua recognized the hidden weapon in Elder Hua's hand, his eyes reddening with tears as Elder Hua closed his eyes in his embrace.
Young Master Hua laid down his father's body and declared resolutely, "Even if I have to destroy the Boundless Flowing Fire blueprint, I won't let you succeed!" With that, he rushed toward the nearby secret chamber.
Bei Xu had long been prepared. Shifting his stance, he followed closely inside. Young Master Hua had anticipated Bei Xu's move and immediately shut the secret chamber door.
Behind them, the stone dragon-seal descended, sealing the exit. Bei Xu looked around and saw that gunpowder had already been laid out. He turned his gaze to Young Master Hua, staring coldly at the torch in his hand. "If it explodes, you won't escape either. You can't intimidate me. Hand it over now."
Young Master Hua said, "I never intended to leave." Indeed, he had long resolved to die.
Back then, Gong Ziyu had once asked him with slight concern, "Can you hold it?"
Without a trace of hesitation, he replied firmly, "Blade Master, rest assured. I will make sure that Wang never returns!"
"So confident?"
"Absolutely!"
As Young Master Hua's thoughts scattered, the gunpowder ignited. The stone door shook, dust rose, and explosions roared.
Soon, everything fell silent. In Hua Manor Blade Tomb, only shattered sculptures, scattered fragments of broken blades, and Elder Hua's body remained. In a dust-settled corner, Young Master Hua, his face covered in blood, gradually lost focus in his eyes. In his daze, he saw his father, his childhood self, and his father's proud, gratifying smile.
A smile and pride remained forever on Young Master Hua's face.
In Yue Manor, Jin Fan and Shangguan Qian were locked in combat. At the start of the fight, Shangguan Qian had been dealing with Elder Yue. But to seize the Cloud-Piercing Twin Lotus, Jin Fan attacked with full force, using lethal moves to injure Han Ya Qi and engage Shangguan Qian. Elder Yue, leveraging his familiarity with the terrain, retreated strategically, both luring Han Ya Qi away and recovering his energy.
Shangguan Qian still held the Cloud-Piercing Twin Lotus, which was crucial to Gong Ziyu's life. Thus, she fought with ease, while Jin Fan was hampered by fear of damaging the lotus.
Suddenly, Shangguan Qian tossed the box in her hand into the air. Jin Fan immediately rushed to grab it. He caught the box at all costs, but upon opening it, found it empty.In the blink of an eye, Shangguan Qian seized the moment of his distraction and thrust her sword through Jin Fan.
Jin Fan dropped the box, gripping the blade of Shangguan Qian's sword tightly with his hands, snapping it with force as a mouthful of blood sprayed out. He clung desperately to Shangguan Qian's clothes.
"Still not letting go?" Shangguan Qian raised her hand and drove the broken blade once more toward Jin Fan's heart. "You forced my hand."
Jin Fan held onto her hand, refusing to release it, resisting with all his might, but as he lost too much blood, his strength gradually faded. Shangguan Qian laughed wildly, raising her other hand and striking a palm toward the crown of Jin Fan's head.