Qing Wu, did you know, when I had initially practised the Three Tribulations of Emotional Destruction Slash to leave you, how much had I regretted that……
Chu Yang’s mind was filled with a sour sense of loss……
“Everybody attack together! Completely chop him up! As for the Nine Tribulations Sword, it will not be too late for us to slowly negotiate later!” One man gave a loud shout. “Otherwise, if he is given time to recover, it will become our turn to suffer a huge loss!”
From the surroundings, the large crowd of people gave loud shouts of agreement, then immediately raised their swords and sabres as one, and moved towards Chu Yang while surrounding him.
Chu Yang remained sitting in a trance, unmoving, the gaze of his eyes seemed to be looking at somewhere else ahead of him. As if filled with a deep sense of bleakness that had remained unchanged since ancient times, the strands of hair that were stained with blood floated before his forehead……
The dance of that person within his mind’s consciousness became even more intense, and had already become a group of red shadows, indefinitely fleeting, but were instead weaving a boundless sky of red silk. At the same time, a graceful and dreary voice slowly began singing from amidst the red shadows……
“A lifetime is not a gentle dance,
a dance is a lifetime of bitterness;
I will dance for you in this lifetime,
bitter or not I will dance a lifetime!”
……
That was her pledge of love, a little poem that Mo Qing Wu had created. He could still remember that moment when Mo Qing Wu had tears in her eyes, her gaze filled with melancholy and resentment. She…… had long knew that he had made use of her emotions to practise his martial skills. However, like moths drawn to a flame, she had instead thrown herself into his arms, and had allowed him to burn as he pleased!
Ah, that girl of pure heart and spirit…… As Chu Yang wistfully thought of her, his heart could not help but feel sour. At the very end of his life, did he only know the preciousness of true feelings…… but for himself, he could no longer turn back……
He could still remember, that final time when Mo Qing Wu was rejected by him. With a wounded heart and broken spirit, in a distracted state of restlessness, there was an attack on her way back home, and the young woman of peerless beauty finally passed away like a diminishing fragrance.
When he received the news and had immediately rushed over, he was still a single step too late at the very end. Although he had later killed the entire family of the people who had harmed Mo Qing Wu, not sparing even the nine generations of that clan’s chickens and dogs, the beautiful girl could not come back to life!
At the moment before her death, that woman of peerless beauty had gently laid in his arms. She had said to him, “Chu Yang, should there be another life…… should I meet you once more, I hope that you will carefully…… take a look at me. I look nicer than a sword!”
“Chu Yang, to be able to die in your arms, I am very satisfied……” Those were the last words of Mo Qing Wu……
Qing Wu, you were not satisfied. You had regrets. Otherwise, why would you have tears at the corners of your eyes? On the face of the beautiful girl who had already taken her last breath, two clear droplets of tears suddenly dropped…… She had forcibly pretended to put on a smile on her deathbed, afraid that he would be hurt…… that was how wretched……
Two droplets of clear tears, had instead at that very moment smashed and shattered his heart! From then on, his heart would be covered in dust!
Drifting lightly like a dream,
Demons danced in a sea of blood and on a mountain of bones;
A gentleman does not question the warring swords within a thousand Li,
Together forever through Life and Death unto the Highest Heaven!
That was a poem specially created by Xue Lei Han, the gifted scholar who was then ranked first under the Heavens, in response to the deep feelings Mo Qing Wu had for Chu Yang.