Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 49 - 49 49 A Sword

49: Chapter 49: A Sword 49: Chapter 49: A Sword “Uh… Young Master Meng, can I prove now that I am a disciple of Central Netherworld?”

Baili An looked innocent, yet his hands showed no courtesy as he vigorously stroked the fur on the head of Yin Tiger.

His gaze held no hint of provocation, but his intimate action was irritating enough to make one’s teeth itch.

Young Master Meng squeezed out a reluctant smile, his eyes seemingly reddened by grievance.

He spoke with a hint of plea, “Enough, enough…

Si Chen, your mastery of the Ghost Control Technique is unmatched, clearly inheriting the orthodox ways of Central Netherworld, but I wonder…”

He glanced at the large White Tiger and said, “May I please have my White Tiger back?

It belongs to me.”

Baili An showed a considerate expression.

“But you’ve lost your blue talisman.

How do you plan to accommodate this Yin Tiger in the future?

Though it is strong enough not to fear sunlight, too much sun is ultimately not good.”

Young Master Meng managed a strained smile.

“You needn’t worry about that, little brother.

Even if it costs me everything, I will naturally find a new blue talisman for it.”

Baili An gave an “Oh,” and shamelessly said, “Then call it.

If it follows you, I will not stop it.”

The forced smile on Young Master Meng’s face could no longer hold.

I’ve been calling it already!

It’s this stupid tiger that shattered my talisman.

Now if I call it again, I’m truly afraid it might blow me up too.

Baili An took out his Glazed Umbrella from his waist, opened it, and said, “Since you won’t call and can’t take it back, I’ll kindly look after it for now.

When it’s willing to listen to you, I’ll return it to you.”

Speaking under the stunned gazes of everyone, Baili An’s expression remained calm, but the corners of his mouth subtly curled up.

He looked down at the White Tiger and said, “You’re too big; it’s inconvenient to carry you around.

Why don’t you enter the umbrella yourself?”

“Roar…

meow.”

The giant Yin Tiger swung its plump paw toward the direction of Young Master Meng, appearing to say goodbye.

Then it turned into a dark yin energy without looking back and swept into the Glazed Umbrella, disappearing from sight.

On the transparent glazed surface of the umbrella, however, a pattern of a White Tiger appeared.

“Now that the misunderstanding is resolved, are you all satisfied?”

Baili An gracefully closed the umbrella and tucked it away, his gaze subtly glancing at a small notch on the surface of the umbrella which was quietly repairing itself as it hosted the Yin Tiger.

Everyone thought, you are a big shot from the Central Netherworld, how could we dare to be dissatisfied?

The only dissatisfied one here was probably Young Master Meng alone.

Some felt sympathy in their hearts.

Others reveled in schadenfreude.

No one noticed the two individuals from Tianxi Sect secretly exchanging glances.

Just as Baili An was about to rest, the Spirit Swords of the two individuals behind him unsheathed simultaneously.

The sheath dark and sword tips darker.

There was none of the clear ringing that accompanies a drawn sword, silent as falling leaves returning to dust, making no sound.

So fast that even Lin Guiyuan couldn’t react.

Two streaks of sword light, like black lightning, flashed by aiming directly at Baili An’s heart and throat, the deadly spots.

Baili An couldn’t even catch the trajectory of the two sword lights in his eyes, instead, his Glazed Umbrella trembled violently under his palm.

Before the Yin Tiger inside could break free from the umbrella, a dark figure burst from the ground with a longsword still in its sheath.

Without seeing how the attack was executed, a crisp “ding ding” sounded.

Two dark longswords were shockingly repelled far away, their sounds harshly piercing through the air towards the sky, compared to their silent assaults.

Silence filled the area…

Lin Guiyuan’s gaze also held a hint of chill, looking unfavorably at the two from Tianxi Sect.

Everyone looked at the black-robed figure who emerged from the ground, a broad hood hiding his features unclearly, unable to see how sharp the sword was in his sheathed state.

But that sword sheath was distinctive, not the simple wooden scabbards of ordinary people but a luxurious gemstone-like dark red designed, emitting a deep menacing aura.

Baili An calmly looked at the black-robed figure in front, all his doubts now cleared.

From under the cloak, a low and dangerous voice sounded, “You two…”

“Please pardon me, little brother, for the offense just now.”

Before the low and dangerous words were completed, they were interrupted by the two from Tianxi.

Compared to their previous defiant demeanor, their expressions towards Baili An were significantly softened.

The one named Yang Zhao even managed a smile and said, “It was a desperate move in urgent circumstances.

You may not know, little brother, but the man before you is the main target of our mission from the mountains, commanded by the Sect Master of the Demon Sect to eradicate him to support the righteous cause.

“Indeed,” Wen Kang smiled slightly, “We are aware that you are not a bad person, little brother.

However, this man is too dangerous, crafty, and difficult to track accurately.

We accidentally discovered that he has been secretly following you around, forcing us to use strategy to lure him out.”

Watching the black-robed personne enveloped tightly as if shunning light.

He emitted an aura of deep rancor, not looking like a good person at all.

Everyone understood then; it was not a conflict between Tianxi and Central Netherworld.

Seeing Tianxi’s respectful demeanor towards Si Chen, it seemed they were on the same side.

That simplifies matters.

People were hesitant about which side to support since picking sides meant offending someone.

Better to painfully maintain a neutral stance.

But now, seeing it this way.

What a great opportunity to step up and curry favor.

The previously silent crowd stirred again.

“So it is, Tianxi upholds high principles, enduring to oppose the remnants of the Demon Sect.

I deeply admire such resolve.”

“Si Chen, young brother, people from the Demon Sect are too dangerous.

Quickly come behind me, I will ensure your safety!”

“Me too!

Me too!

When I was young, I was blessed by people from Central Netherworld, and today is finally the perfect time to repay that kindness.

If the target of these remnants is you, Si Chen, I will protect you at the risk of my life!”

“Indeed!

We must not let this villain harm Si Chen, young brother.”

Up to this moment, Baili An deeply realized that some people could indeed be shamelessly unscrupulous.

He watched as the two dark longswords vibrantly returned to the scabbards on the backs of Yang Zhao and Huang Kang.

Baili An retracted his gaze and slowly said, “The man before me is named Jin Sheng, my friend, whereas those two so-called disciples of Tianxi just now framed me, slandered me, and tried to kill me, strangers.

Do you think…

I should understand their ‘desperate move’ as they put it?

For the so-called great cause and mission, can Tianxi disciples freely manipulate others’ life and death to draw out their target?”

Everyone was taken aback, not expecting this young man to have such a radical mindset.