bookbashuk Chapter 118 Enemies Meet
Chapter 118 Enemies Meet
Although Hua Wuque was somewhat unwilling, he could not disobey his master's orders, so he had no choice but to slowly walk over step by step. To outsiders, Hua Wuque and Yaoyue did not look like master and disciple at all, but rather like people who had some deep-seated hatred.
Approaching Yaoyue, Hua Wuque said timidly, "Master..."
Yaoyue snorted coldly and said, "You still remember that you have me as your master."
Hua Wuque remained silent for a long time. No matter what, this person was the one who raised him from childhood, and he could not be disrespectful to him.
Yan Wuque completely ignored the arrival of the two palace masters of Yihua Palace. Instead, Yaoyue stared at Yan Nantian and Xiaoyuer with cold eyes.
Yaoyue said coldly, "Yan Nantian, very well, we've finally met."
After a long while, Yan Nantian slowly turned his head and looked at Yaoyue, saying, "We should have met twenty years ago."
Inviting the Moon sneered, "What? You think it's too late?"
Yan Nantian sighed and said, "Since I am not dead yet, it is not too late."
Everyone present could tell that there must be some unspoken grudge between them.
The two sides are on the verge of conflict and could clash at any moment.
A chilling aura emanated from Yaoyue, like a giant vortex threatening to engulf everything around her.
She could tell that Yan Nantian had mastered his divine skills, and if she were to make a move, it would take a very long time to finish, which was why she did not act rashly.
Nan Guosheng suddenly shouted, "Mingyu Skill! It's Mingyu Skill again!"
Mi Shiba's expression also changed, and he murmured, "And it's also the ninth level of the Mingyu Technique. I didn't expect that their generation would be so full of talented people."
Yan Nantian and Yaoyue ultimately did not make a move, perhaps due to the other party's status, or perhaps due to other concerns.
Yaoyue said coldly, "You know I can't let that bastard Xiaoyuer live."
Yan Nantian said in a deep voice, "With me here, do you think you can hurt Xiaoyuer?"
Yaoyue sneered, "If I wanted him dead, I would have had countless opportunities to do so long ago. But it's just that the affairs of their generation should be left to them to handle."
Yan Nantian said, "How do you intend to resolve this? The blood debts of that year cannot be washed away without bloodshed."
Inviting the Moon said sternly, "Wuque! Do you know who Jiang Xiaoyu is?!"
Hua Wuque murmured, "Disciple...disciple does not know..."
He already knew that Xiaoyuer was Jiang Feng's descendant, and he also knew about the feud between his master and Jiang Feng, but he was unwilling to face all of this. What did the grudges of the previous generation have to do with the next generation?
When will this cycle of revenge end?
Yaoyue said sternly, "Jiang Xiaoyu is the bastard born of Jiang Feng, our number one enemy, and the traitor Hua Yuenü. We, the Yihua Palace, will never allow such a person to live in this world."
Jiang Fengyue interjected with a sigh, "Palace Mistress Yaoyue, you can't just transfer the hatred you feel for Jiang Feng, which you can't have, onto Xiaoyuer, can you?"
Inviting Moon sneered, "You know how good I was to Jiang Feng back then. He was seriously injured, and I took meticulous care of him. But what about him? How did he treat me?"
Many people present then understood the secret behind it; it turned out that Yaoyue had also suffered such a severe heartbreak when she was young.
Jiang Fengyue sighed and said, "If it weren't for your extreme personality and ruthless methods of killing, how could Jiang Feng possibly look down on you?"
Yaoyue retorted angrily, "Don't provoke me any further. No matter what you say, a battle between Hua Wuque and Jiang Xiaoyu is absolutely unavoidable."
At this moment, she felt that she had mastered the Mingyu Palace and that Jiang Fengyue was no match for her. However, she did not expect that Jiang Fengyue had not only cultivated the Mingyu Palace to the ninth level, but also had the blessing of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill.
Yan Nantian pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, "That's right. Let the younger generation settle the feud between Xiaoyuer and Yihua Palace."
Inviting the Moon sneered, "Wuque, did you hear me?"
Hua Wuque said sadly, "This disciple understands."
Everyone present knew that Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque were good friends, and no one could bear to see them kill each other.
But such is fate. A family that should have been happy and harmonious has had its parents driven to their deaths, and now even the two brothers are fighting each other.
Whoever survived among them could not escape a tragic fate.
The decisive battle is set for the second day.
Hua Wuque and Xiaoyuer would fight to the death on the mountaintop.
The night was quiet. A temple was surrounded by mountains. Almost everyone had come here: the Murong sisters and their husbands, the two palace masters of Yihua Palace, Yan Nantian, Xuanyuan Sanguang, Tie Zhan...
They were all unwilling to miss this unprecedented showdown between Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque.
Hua Wuque was in a room in the temple. There were so many people in the temple, but why couldn't he hear anyone speaking?
They might not want to disturb Hua Wuque and wanted him to rest well so he could prepare for the fierce battle the next morning, but why didn't they say anything?
Hua Wuque just wanted someone to talk to.
But who can he talk to, and who can he confide in?
There were no lights in the room, and a pot of unfinished wine sat on the table.
Just as he was about to get up to get his wine glass, a person suddenly appeared in the darkness.
It is *Iron Heart Orchid*.
In the darkness, Tie Xinlan's face was pale, but her eyes were very bright.
Hua Wuque paused, then smiled wryly, "Is there something you need?"
Tie Xinlan shook her head.
Hua Wuque sighed and said, "Then you shouldn't have come here."
Tie Xinlan nodded.
But then she suddenly said, "I had hoped I could always treat you as a brother, but I've realized I was wrong. My feelings for you can no longer be ordinary. Why should we deceive ourselves?"
Hua Wuque never expected Tie Xinlan to say these words. He understood Tie Xinlan's feelings for him and knew his own feelings for her, but he originally thought that these secrets should never be revealed until death.
The two poured out their hearts to each other, and neither of them could sleep until dawn.
Hua Wuque and Tie Xinlan nestled together.
They suddenly started talking about the little fish.
Tie Xinlan said, "We're already happier together than he is, so there's nothing to complain about, isn't there?"
Hua Wuque felt a pang of pain in his heart and said sadly, "Indeed, we are far happier than him."
Tie Xinlan said, "He was such a pitiful person. He had no parents, no relatives, and he never enjoyed any happiness in his life. He was always treated coldly and insulted. After he dies, I'm afraid very few people will shed a tear for him..."
Hua Wuque said sadly, "His life has been far too bitter."
Tie Xinlan lowered her head and said softly, "I only want to ask you for one thing. Will you agree?"
Hua Wuque forced a smile and said, "How could I refuse? Whatever you ask, I will agree."
Tie Xinlan gazed into the distance and said, "I just feel that it's really hard for him to rest in peace now that he's dead..."
She suddenly looked at Hua Wuque again and said, word by word, "So I beg you, don't kill him! No matter what, don't kill him!"
Hua Wuque's blood had already congealed. He couldn't believe that Tie Xinlan had come here to keep him company for a night just to say these things.
Hua Wuque desperately wanted to shout that Tie Xinlan begged him not to kill Xiaoyuer, but didn't Tie Xinlan know that if he didn't kill Xiaoyuer, he would definitely be killed by Xiaoyuer?
Is it possible that Tie Xinlan would rather let Hua Wuque die in order to keep Xiaoyuer alive?
But he couldn't bring himself to say those words; he simply couldn't.
He would rather hurt himself than hurt others, let alone his loved ones.
Hua Wuque said with a wry smile, "Even if you hadn't come to beg me, I would never have killed him."
Tie Xinlan's eyes were filled with sympathy and sorrow, but at the same time, a sense of reverence arose within her, yet she uttered no words.
She simply said softly, "Thank you."
Tie Xinlan left, as if she had made up her mind. The resolute and painful expression on her face made it seem as if she would commit suicide for Hua Wuque after his death.
But Hua Wuque was unaware of Tie Xinlan's feelings, and he could only lie helplessly on the bed, unable to breathe.
Everyone knows that Hua Wuque's martial arts skills are far superior to Xiaoyuer's, so they only worry about Xiaoyuer. Some people think that Hua Wuque and Xiaoyuer are good friends, so Hua Wuque should give way to Xiaoyuer.
But who has ever thought about Hua Wuque's perspective?
Does he have to lose? Does he have to die?
Finally, there is still someone who cares about Hua Wuque.
Hua Wuque looked up in despair.
Jiang Fengyue stood quietly in front of his door.