The Guide to Capturing a Black Lotus

Chapter 102: Past Hatred New Resentments (2)

There was an exaggeratedly large bowl in the shape of a funnel in front of him. The bowl was filled with fresh soup noodles, still hot and steaming from the pot. The dense steam struck the mans face as he ate.

Changans wine shops brought a great brouhaha to the atmosphere of the capitol. From the inside, one could see several streams of warm light streaming through the carved windows, falling upon the uneven surface of the table and getting into the little cracks and crevices.

Mu Huaijiang had his head stuffed into the bowl of noodles he was swallowing. Behind the cloud of steam, he silently finished an entire bowl. He raised his sharp and stern looking eyes: Ah Jin, do you want to eat anymore?

Bai Jin had only eaten a few bites before stopping, not having any appetite. She softly replied: Im full.

There were two bronze bells hanging on her waist. They had been constantly stirred from the moment she sat down, relentlessly filling the air with its soft tinkling all the way till now. However, the sound was easily engulfed by the noisy dining hall. It wasnt very obvious to the ear, but the woman reached out to hold the bells still, forehead knotting and wrinkling.

Mu Huaijiang raised one eye: Is it the west side again?

Marquis Qingyis residence.

The two of them turned quiet for a moment. Mu Huaijiang lightly slapped his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, muttering to himself in a low tone: Her?

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Once was an accident, twice was an unfortunate situation but more than that was no longer a coincidence.

All of the sharp Daoists sensed the demonic energy but found undecipherable scribbles and a peachwood sword left behind.

Marquis Qingyi was the currently beloved and favored Consort Zhaos own blood related brother. Her position was far from ordinary. The Taoists of the Celestial Bureau knew that he had run afoul of demons and rushed over like a flood to use their skills, using every imaginable piece of demon suppressing treasure and nearly completely burying Marquis Qingyis residence.

Naturally, Marquis Qingyi wasnt happy with this.

Not only had his posterity been cut off completely, he couldnt do anything but stay on guard. However, the situation with his wife and children made him feel extremely hard-pressed. Every day he was busy feeding his son medicine, who still neared death despite everything he did. He looked for every doctor and famed physician to try to heal his son and as such, couldnt bother about too much for a while.

This demon that came and went without leaving a trace was just like a resentful banshee. At the same time, it felt like a fierce epidemic as it was transmitted to the Taoists within the palace. Every other day, another Taoist would have to be put into quarantine as they became infected. For a while, the Celestial Bureau was aflame with anxiety.

The Celestial Bureau doesnt really know the cause or start of all of this but we know. Bai Jin slowly wiped off the water stains on the table, This demon started at Wufeng Town and directly arrived at the capitol to target influential nobles and officials here.

I heard that Wufeng Town originally had an extremely beautiful woman, a woman so beautiful that she could cause people to go into shock. However, soon after she gave birth to a son, her husband abandoned her and immediately disappeared. The day we went there, we also heard that there was a woman in Huazhe named Lady Rong, one that possessed beauty unlike any other. Bai Jins forehead creased slightly.

Mhm. Mu Huaijiang raised his head, speaking concisely, Im thinking the same thing as you are.

Marquis Qingyi stayed in Wufeng Town for 6-7 years and Consort Zhao tried hard to hide the situation, but she didnt have any way to guarantee that he wouldnt take a wife there. Mu Huaijiangs tone was very flat, nearly completely devoid of all emotion. He pulled out some silver from his clothes and placed them on the table, Betrayal, anguish and then revenge

He smiled at her then said firmly: Lady Rong.

The melancholy within Bai Jins eyes was thick: I think it mustve been Consort Zhao that sent Taoists to Wufeng Town to forcefully tear Marquis Qingyi and Lady Rong apart.

She thought herself clever. Mu Huaijiang barely managed to keep his brows straight as a hint of contempt appeared on his face: Imbecile.

Humans and demons both only had one life. However, one could say that humans were merely a short stop over for the demon. A demons love was something a human could bear. However, a demons fury and hatred was a different story as it was hard to say just how many more lives they might drag into the situation.

This Dowager Consort Zhao simply thought of herself too highly.

The two of them were quiet for a moment. Mu Huaijiang suddenly raised up his eyes as he tapped his fingers against the table, pondering: Arson, poison, fearmongering why do you think this demon wont make a move at all?

According to the reactions from the Soul Suppressing Bells, her demonic energy truly is quite thin. Im afraid that its not that she doesnt want to do anything but rather she cant. Bai Jin caressed the two bells trembling on her waist: If she really is weak to such an extreme degree

Then, she could only learn sinister and devious methods, hiding within the shadow of imperial power and borrowing their influence to play hide and seek with them.

I feel like this whole matter isnt as simple as it seems. Mu Huaijiang muttered, Ah Jin, who do you think feels the most hatred, the abandoned wife or the unfaithful husband who took a new wife?

I think it shouldnt be the heartless person. Bai Jin wasnt really sure as she replied, After all, he took a new wife and shouldve been an innocent person, right?

Mu Huaijiang smiled wanly: Then tell me, why hasnt she made a move on Marquis Qingyi yet?

Could it be for the sake of old feelings?

Impossible. He interrupted her, If it was truly for the sake of old feelings, she wouldnt poison his son to death and make his daughter disappear. He tapped his finger against the table for a momen, Shes still waiting.

Waiting?

Waiting for an opportunity, for a sure kill move.

Bai Jin shivered. She felt the hairs standing all over her body: Thats right. Marquis Qingyi has looked for medicine and doctors from all over the place. They should be entering the city at noon. If shes inside Marquis Qingyis residence.

Mu Huaijiang nodded and stood up, Lets go. Lets go and meet with her and see what shes planning.

Marquis Qingyi rode on his Seven Fragrance Carriage through Anding Gate as eunuchs loudly called for a path to be opened with their high-pitch voices.

It wouldve been better if they hadnt shouted the words Marquis Qingyi as all they managed to do was cause the common folk within the city walls to rush towards their position like a surging flood. Soon, they completely congested the streets to the point that nobody could get through.

The back of the cavalcade moved forward at a sluggish pace. A slender hand reached out from a window and pulled aside the curtain, revealing Bai Jins worried face: How are there so many people?

When she looked forward, all she could see was the raised roof ¹ [1] Theres a picture at the bottom for what this is probably referring to. of the Seven Fragrance Carriage. Tassels hung from the edge, tossing back and forth with the carriages motion. Each time, the carriage could only take half a step forward, almost as if the carriage was merely shaking back and forth in place.

Bai Jin found it hard to sit still. She clenched the hems of her clothes within the absolutely chaotic and messy surroundings. Even if Marquis Qingyi were to die within the covered carriage, no one would find out for a while. If they stopped for a little too long, theyd just give that demon the perfect opportunity to make their move.

Mu Huaijiang sunk into thought, pressing his hands against dharma tools on his waist: We wait no longer, lets go now.

Sunlight slipped by the corners of his gown. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a group of skin disease-ridden child beggars huddled into a group. They wore clothes that were so dirty, you couldnt see their original colors anymore. Their saliva dripped to the ground as they fought over scraps of food on the ground with their dirty fingers. They couldnt even be bothered with paying attention to the rich and noble, much less sparing a single glance.

Mu Huaijiangs expression became one of rumination. His eyes slid over them with a hint of disdain: This truly wasnt a glorious or splendorous scene.

Bai Jin stopped below the carriages roof, the edge of her clothes swaying as she did so. She was somewhat entranced as she looked at the beggars fighting over food, her forehead scrunched up slightly: Didnt Lady Rong bear a child? If one were to count his age, he would be about 7 years old today

Hmph. The man beside her harrumphed. He was unconcerned: That child

Thud A soft sound came from the carriage, the wheel had struck something. Thump thud thump Something tumbled out from behind the magnificent and beautiful curtain, landing on the ground. The sunlight shining off of it was especially eye-piercing.

It was a pixiu tortoise. ² [2] In case you guys are lost just like me lol, this is a carved piece of jade or stone used to ward off evil. It came up back in chapter 25 so long ago.

The two looked each other in the eye and both abruptly rushed forward, pulling aside the curtain-

The strange fragrance within the carriage rushed out like a wave. However, it wasnt the figure of a woman inside but rather, a seven-year-old child. He was barefoot and he sat on the table, letting his legs swing freely in the air. His black hair was draped over his shoulder and his eyes were a dark and turbid blackness. However, there seemed to be a red light reflected in his eyes that radiated cold killing intent and destruction.

The red light seemingly filled the entire carriage like it was a submerged within a bath of flames. The Soul Suppressing Bells suddenly started making a loud ruckus, directly pulling Bai Jins clothes up and down as it shook as hard as it could. ding ling ling ling ling ling..

She widened her eyes: This is.

Mu Huaijiang dashed into the carriage, rapidly tossing out his dharmic tools and striking the boy in the chest. The boy was still young and unprepared, being knocked flying away by being struck. His face grew pale white as he started coughing violently with half of his body lying on the table, his long black hair covering nearly the entire table.

Mu Huaijiang raised his arms and pressed the boys arms behind him then pressed him against the ground. He reacted like a fish tossed onto a scale, struggling for its life. However, the red light already dissipated and his strength was only that of a weak and skinny kitty. All he had to do was use a little strength and he could break his spine.

Bai Jin felt cold sweat coating her back. She and Mu Huaijiang looked each other in the eye, noticing the astonishment in each others eyes.

For the Soul Suppressing Bell to be this agitated, it usually meant that there was a naturally born greater demon but this little thing was clearly not one.

A half-demon. Bai Jins dry lips cracked open.

Mu Huaijiangs face darkened.

What kind of half-demon could possibly have such terrifying strength?

Succubus. He muttered to himself before a cold grimace was carved onto his face, A succubus.

So that was what was going on.

So, it was never some sort of rat hiding in a corner. It was all because of this young child.

If the original Taoist that made the report didnt die, he wouldve wanted to drag him out and give him a taste of a blade.

Succubi and Resentful Banshees were both born within the same body and neither were existences that demon hunters would want to get on the wrong side of easily.

That would be the arrival of eternal night with no place to hide nor run. There would be no escaping the bleak and dark nightmare.

He lowered his head to look at the child pressed against the floor and his long, thick hair. His hair seemed to be glossy enough to reflect light, as sharp as any gem. His expression eased a little: I had been wondering what kind of killing move she prepared but as it turns out, this was her trump card.

This little one was the kite that allowed her to fly. She could send out this chess piece and control him completely at the tips of her fingers. He was her sharpest knife. He would become the puppet acting at the front whenever push came to shove.

- Couldnt he help her avoid a difficult situation right now?

Fortunately for them, this little monster lost in terms of age.

The young boys thin fingers spasmed and curled on the ground, his nails round and smooth. Bai Jin turned around to look at Marquis Qingyi who seemed to have just recovered from his shock. She paused for a moment before her expression turned complicated: Weve been chasing a demons energy and we arrived here, we apologize for startling your highness.

It is fine. Many thanks to you two for saving my life. Marquis Qingyi loosened his collar and leaned against the carriage body. He looked at the little child on the ground with loathing in his eyes as he spoke in an apathetic tone: Since thats the case, what are you waiting for? Arent you going to kill this demon spawn?

Bai Jin opened her eyes, trying to explain: Your highness, this is different

How is it different? His long and narrow eyes seemed to be filled with great waves as he half closed his eyes: If we kill it then were just saving ourselves from it coming out and causing trouble again.

Your highness, do you really not recognize him? Bai Jin crinkled her brows, He is of your flesh and blood

The little kid on the ground suddenly started to shake. He struggled to raise his head. Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of the childs eyes that were as clear and bright as the river of rushing water in spring.

The corners of his eyes curled up, light reflecting off of his beautiful limpid pupils.

The Marquis felt a spike of pain drill into his temples and he abruptly held his head, his eyes suddenly seeing stars: Nonsense! This Marquis has always hated demonic creatures the most in my life, how could I have any such relation to him!

Bai Jin and Mu Huaijiang looked each other in the eye once again. They felt a chill in the depths of their hearts: Amnesia Spell.

To a normal person, after they are inflicted with the Amnesia Spell, they would have their memories forcibly changed. It is a truly dangerous and vicious spell for the moment they regain their memories, there is a rather large chance of dying.

She still wanted to continue discussing the matter when Mu Huaijiang pulled the corner of her clothes: Your highness, please forgive us but we cannot kill this child.

If they were to kill him Lady Rong would regain her powers and that would be the true arrival of their nightmares.

Then hand him over to the Celestial Bureau. He waved his hand as he called out, Men, come-

That wont work either. Bai Jing blurted out.

Why? Marquis Qingyi became annoyed. Especially since she had just poured a bucket of dirty water on him by trying to claim that the child on the ground was his son His tone became even more forceful, You are demon hunters, arent you all working to defend righteousness and the people? He nearly took off this Marquis life. Could it be that youre making an exception for him due to personal feelings?

Bai Jins expression changed as she pulled out a jade tablet, ignoring Mu Huaijiangs face that clearly wanted her to stop. She handed the tablet to him, Your highness, Im willing to exchange the Mu familys jade tablet for your highness to allow us to take him back to the Mu residence.

Marquis Qingyis expression was indifferent. It wasnt really clear as to why his opinion was so critical to the situation but it was clear that his residence had been caught in the claws of a demon. So, he truly needed this jade tablet.

He tidied up his clothes a little before closing his eyes in exhaustion.

Then take him away.

Master.

Master! Bai Jin caught up to him. She was hugging the thin boy, panting and out of breath as she arrived next to him. The young boys ragged clothes were completely covered with talismans. He looked like a hedgehog that had just been caught with his eyes staring at them unblinkingly. Somehow, there was hatred yet alarm coloring his eyes at the same time.

Mu Huaijiang walked speedily with an indifferent expression: Throw him in jail and lock him up. If she still wants this trump card of hers, she will absolutely drop by eventually. When the time comes, both you and I will set up a Seven Killing Formation and wipe her out.

I just took a look, Master Bai Jin interrupted him. Her forehead was covered with a thick layer of sweat. Her eyes blinked weakly with a rare streak of light: Extreme Yang Constitution.

Mu Huaijiang stopped in place.

He understood her meaning immediately. He turned his head to look askance at her, This is for Yaoer?

This girl that bore the weight of the entirety of the family also possessed a body that demons coveted greatly. She had a fate that was almost certain to end up in disaster and it wasnt something that could be prevented or defended against. Just like a thin and weak bean sprout being eaten and ripped apart by bugs before it even gets the chance to sprout.

No wonder she didnt even hesitate in the slightest to use one of their familys jade tablets, trying to bring him away.

Both you and I cannot protect Yaoer forever

He hesitated for a moment then looked into the pair of dark eyes that radiated killing intent. Yet, he still felt some instinctual conflict: But that wont work either.

No one would treat a tiger like a little kitty, feeding a tiger without worrying that itd cause trouble? However, he kept thinking of Mu Yao

We have to make the best of the opportunities we are offered and act accordingly to the situation before us. Master, isnt this what you taught me yourself? Bai Jins eyes were exceedingly bright. As long as he doesnt die, that resentful banshee will have no way to get out. As long as we can keep our hands around this trump card tightly, using it for our own purposes, wouldnt that be more than good enough?

Mu Huaijiang grabbed the childs chin, a cold glint flashing through his eyes, Once the Amnesia Spell is cast, he will become someone willing to sacrifice themselves for Yaoer for the rest of his life.

Bai Jin finally smiled a little.

What is your name? She softly placed her cold hands on his snow-white forehead. His head rested against her chest, allowing him to smell the light scent of medicine wafting off her body.

Being hugged so warmly by this woman, the killing intent within his eyes seemed to slowly dissipate like the waves. Soon, he started to reveal a bit of blank naivety akin to that of a little animal.

My name is Mu Sheng. ³ [3] The Mu Sheng here is written differently from his current name but with the exact same pronunciation.

When he spoke, it sounded like music from a guqin.

Mu like the curtain of eternal night, Sheng like the flute used to play sad farewell songs. Taking his mothers last name at birth but his birth merely symbolized all of the farewells and resentment of another.

What a coincidence. Bai Jin smiled bitterly yet she spoke warmly: Our familys last name is Mu and from today onwards, youll be called Mu Sheng.

[1] Raised roof

[2] In case you guys are lost just like me lol, this is a carved piece of jade or stone used to ward off evil. It came up back in chapter 25 so long ago.

[3] The Mu Sheng here is written differently from his current name but with the exact same pronunciation.

TLN: Lolololol well well well. I wasnt expecting to post this chapter until tomorrow but I guess Z had other plans huh lolol. Its fine though. Shes been working hard on translating ahead while Im lagging behind by a lot. Aiya.

But yea, weve upped the chapter posts to two again o/ . which we shouldve done almost 2 months ago. Phew, so much has happened since.

Also dang, that second to last elegant paragraph was a truly far-fetched interpretation. Hopefully I managed to translate it into something similarly as smoothly elegant~

Make sure to thank Zzzzzzzzzzz for the hard work again! Wouldnt be here without her.