n School. There’s also the matter of Songshan School wanting to swallow up Huashan School. You’re an honourable man while other people are heartless and cruel so you must protect yourself.” He came to Fuzhou because he wanted to tell his Master these words. After he finished speaking, he took large steps and went out of the house. Zhong Zhen and his martial brothers followed him out.

Just as Linghu Chong was stepping out of the escort house, he saw a group of nuns and women standing outside the main door. They were the female disciples from Heng-Shan School. Yihe and Zheng E were walking in front of the group holding a visit box.

(Translator’s note: A visit box is a wooden box containing the visitor’s calling card which is given to the host’s servants at the gate to be presented to the host.)

It seemed that they had just arrived to pay a visit to Yue Buqun and Madam Yue. Linghu Chong was startled and he hastily turned his head around not wanting to meet them but Yihe and the other disciples had already seen him. But it was good that Yilin was right at the back of the group and didn’t manage to see his appearance.

As soon as Zhong Zhen and his two martial brothers stepped out of the door, Yihe and Zheng E recognised them. Startled, they stopped where they were. Linghu Chong thought, “Heng-Shan School’s disciples already know that my Master is here so they came here to visit. There’s my Master and Master-Wife to tend to them here so they won’t suffer a loss.” He didn’t want to meet Yilin so he slipped away to the side wanting to get away.

Simultaneously, Zhong Zhen, Deng Bagong, and Gao Kexin drew their swords out and jumped in front of him and shouted, “You want to run away?”

Linghu Chong laughed, “I don’t have any weapon. How do I fight?”

At this time, Yue Buqun, Madam Yue and the rest of the Huashan School’s disciples had arrived at the door wanting to see how Linghu Chong would cope with Zhong Zhen and his two martial brothers. Yue Lingshan pulled her sword out of the scabbard and shouted, “Big…” intending to toss the sword to him. But Yue Buqun extended his left hand and used two fingers to hit the top of her sword shaking it. Yue Lingshan pleaded, “Dad!” But Yue Buqun just shook his head. Linghu Chong had turned around and saw all this and he was reassured, “Little martial sister still care for me like in the old days.” Suddenly, a few people shouted in surprise.

Linghu Chong knew that someone must have started a sneak attack. There wasn’t enough time to turn his head around so he immediately jumped forward. His internal energy was very deep, so his jump was very high and fast which enabled him to escape from that attack. But he still heard the sound of the wind at the back of his head as a sword was slashed down close to the back of his body. If he had jumped a fraction of a second later or not used enough energy, he would have been half a foot closer and his body would have been split in two. He had luckily escaped from a very dangerous situation.

Linghu Chong immediately turned his head around as soon as he landed. He heard someone yelling and saw moving white lights. It was the Heng-Shan School’s female disciples joining the fight. They had divided into three groups of seven people each. Each of the group separately surrounded one person. This instance of pulling out the swords, moving, surrounding, fighting and movement of the swords were done extremely fast especially when aided with their qinggong. Their movements were also beautiful. It was obvious that they had practised this type of fighting formation. Each of their swords was pointed at the enemy’s head, throat, chest, stomach, waist, back, and side. These seven places on their bodies were threatened simultaneously. Once the formation was completed, the seven disciples all stopped moving.

It was Zhong Zhen who sneakily attacked Linghu Chong just then. After hearing Linghu Chong’s harmful speech towards Songshan School, he tried to take advantage of Linghu Chong’s unpreparedness and tried to kill him. He wanted to get rid of a potential informant in order to prevent him from saying more which might increase Yue Buqun’s suspicion. Even though he executed an extremely deadly move, his opponent still managed to escape. And now the Heng-Shan School’s disciples had finished their formation. Although his martial art was high, he couldn’t move at all. If he even moved a muscle then a sword would pierce into his body.

Yue Buqun and Madam Yue didn’t know that Heng-Shan School and Zhong Zhen’s party had met before in Nianbapu town. They were greatly surprised when both parties started to fight each other. The fighting formation of the Heng-Shan School’s disciples looked wonderful once it was completed. Twenty-one people were divided into three groups and their twenty-one swords trembled slightly as cold lights flickered around the area. Besides their sleeves floating in the air, everything else was totally still but there were unbounded murderous opportunities in their formation.

When Linghu Chong turned around to protect himself, he saw how Heng-Shan School started and completed their fighting formations with seven swords attacking and surrounding each enemy. He did not find any flaw at all in the formation, as if it had been executed with “No move to break a move” sword intention from Dugu Nine Swords. He cheered out loud, “Wonderful! What a splendid sword formation!”

Seeing that he had been completely restrained, Zhong Zhen suddenly laughed, dropped his sword and offered, “Everyone is on the same side. What kind of joke are we playing here? I admit defeat, ok?” Yihe was leading the group surrounding him. When she saw that the enemy admitted defeat and dropped his sword, she withdrew her sword. The remaining six people also withdrew their swords. To their surprise, Zhong Zhen used his left foot to kick his long sword up and hit its handle with his hand to shoot the sword forward. As the sword pierced Yihe’s right arm, she uttered an “ah” and dropped her sword.

Zhong Zhen laughed as he moved like lightning injuring Heng-Shan School’s disciples one by one. In the ensuing confusion, the other fourteen disciples in the other two formations were distracted. Deng Bagong and Gao Kexin simultaneously took advantage of this to launch their attacks. Immediately, there were sounds of swords clashing. Linghu Chong grabbed Yihe’s sword from the ground and struck out. There were sounds of “qiang lang”, “ah”, “hey”, and many others as he hit the back of Gao Kexin’s hand causing him drop his sword, made Deng Bagong’s soft whip turn over and wrap around his own neck, and struck Zhong Zhen’s hand forcing him to retreat a few steps. But Zhong Zhen still managed to feebly hold on to his trembling sword with a weakened hand.

Two girls sharply called out; one shouted, “General Wu!” while the other cried, “Big brother Linghu!” Zheng E was the one who called out “General Wu!” The way Linghu Chong made these three people retreat with his sword art was identical to the sword art used to defeat these three people in Nianbapu’s inn. Gao Kexin was at a loss, Deng Bagong was choking while Zhong Zhen was startled and angry at the same time. Zheng E had a sharp mind and she had previously seen Linghu Chong used this move. Although his appearance and clothes were now completely different, she still managed to recognise him immediately from his sword move.

The other person who called out, “Big brother Linghu!” was of course Yilin. She was in the group with Yizhen and Yizhi surrounding Deng Bagong. While they were in formation, everyone was concentrating completely and their eyes were observing the enemy closely. With their eyes so focused, they only saw the point that each was aiming at. The person aiming at the head was only looking at the head and the person aiming at the chest was only looking at the chest. They didn’t look at any other parts of the enemy’s body. So naturally, they didn’t even see the person next to them. Only when the formation was scattered, she was able to see Linghu Chong.

Yilin had not seen him for more than a year when he suddenly appeared in front of her. Yilin’s whole body shook and she was feeling giddy. Now that he had been recognized, Linghu Chong realized that he wouldn’t be able to conceal his identity anymore. He laughed and chided, “Your granny, you three chaps don’t know about good and evil. Heng-Shan School’s Shi Tai already spared you a life but you unexpectedly return their kindness with enmity. General isn’t pleased in seeing this at all. I… I… ” Suddenly, he felt dazed, his vision darkened and with his legs giving out, he fell down on the ground heavily.

Yilin rushed forward quickly to support him and worriedly called out, “Big brother Linghu, big brother Linghu!” She then saw his right shoulder and arm were bleeding profusely. She took out her school’s “White Cloud Bear Gallbladder” medicine pill from her sleeve and fed it to him. Zheng E and Yizhen also took out their school’s “Heavenly Connecting Glue” and applied it to his wounds. Each of the Heng-Shan School’s disciples was grateful to him for helping them. If he hadn’t helped them that day, each of them would have lost her life. Not only would they have died miserably, they might also have been insulted by those evildoers.

Heng-Shan disciples busied themselves applying medicines, wiping blood and wrapping the wounds up. They were doing all these tasks with all their hearts. When any female in the world has met with this kind of urgent situation, they would start talking incessantly. Even though Heng-Shan School disciples were warriors of Wulin, they weren’t exempt from this female trait. They were all talking at once as they surrounded Linghu Chong. Some were sighing, some were showing concern, some were asking who hurt my General, and some were saying that the attacker was vicious and heartless. They were all talking about different things while some were also reciting “Amituofu”. Huashan School’s people were quite surprised when they saw this scene unfolding in front of them.

Yue Buqun thought to himself, “Heng-Shan School’s disciples are highly disciplined. Why are these female disciples acting in this way? They’re actually fussing over this loafer Linghu Chong and staring at him, not even observing the proper distance between man and woman. They’re also calling him big brother and general. When has this young thief become a general? They’re really ignorant and have become muddleheaded. How come there is no Heng-Shan School elder in charge of them?”

Zhong Zhen made a hand signal to his two martial brothers and they immediately pointed their weapons and rushed at Linghu Chong. They knew that if this person were not eliminated, they would have endless trouble in the future. Moreover, they had lost twice under his sword. This was a good opportunity to get rid of this person while he was still unconscious.

Yihe whistled and fourteen female disciples immediately formed a row dancing their swords about and blocked Zhong Zhen and his two brothers. Each of these female disciples’ martial art wasn’t high but when they were fighting in formation, they were like four or five first class masters. Originally, Yue Buqun wanted to mediate between these two sides, but he couldn’t anticipate how all these incidents had unfolded. He also didn’t know how the two sides had developed this enmity. In addition, he disliked both the Songshan and Heng-Shan Schools. So he thought he should just watch for the moment and wait patiently for things to change. He saw the Heng-Shan School’s disciples were defending very tightly. Zhong Zhen was attacking continuously but he wasn’t able to get near at all. Kao Gexin came up with an idea. He feinted an attack towards the front person but instead slashed towards Yiqing’s thigh. Suddenly injured and seeping blood, Yiqing was distressed even though her injury wasn’t heavy.

From his dazed state, Linghu Chong heard the sounds of swords clashing continuously. He opened his eyes to have a look and saw Yilin’s anxious face. She was praying, “All living things are distressed. There is immeasurable bitterness all over the body. Guan Yin with her divine intelligence can offer salvation from this bitterness…” He felt very thankful for Yilin’s prayer. As he struggled to stand up, he whispered, “Thank you, little martial sister. Hand me a sword.”

“You… you… don’t… don’t…” Yilin pleaded.

Linghu Chong returned a slight smile as she gave her sword to him. He held onto her shoulder with his left hand to stand up and then staggered and swayed as he walked forward. Yilin was still anxious about his injury but when she felt that she was supporting his weight on her shoulder, she felt more courageous. She then transferred her whole body’s energy to her right shoulder. Linghu Chong passed by several female disciples to get in front. With the first strike of his sword, Gao Kexin dropped his sword. With the second strike, Deng Bagong’s soft whip wrapped around his neck. The third strike hit the top of Zhong Zhen’s sword. Zhong Zhen knew that Linghu Chong’s sword art was strangely magical and that he was definitely not his match. But he saw him standing unsteadily. So he relied on his internal energy to hit Linghu Chong’s sword out of his hand. As the two swords clashed, he immediately transferred his internal energy into his sword. Suddenly, he felt his internal energy started to flow out swiftly and unexpectedly he couldn’t stop it. It was because Linghu Chong’s Art of Essence Absorbing had become unwittingly deep. It didn’t need contact between skins anymore. As long as the opponent used his internal energy to attack then he would be able to absorb the internal energy through the sword.

Zhong Zhen was alarmed and quickly withdrew his sword. He then thrust his sword out again. Linghu Chong saw the lower part of the side of his body was wide open and wanted to take advantage of this and kill him. But his arm felt weak and he couldn’t do what he wanted to do. So he was only able to block the sword. When the swords clashed again, Zhong Zhen’s internal energy flowed out once more and his heart rate increased. He was frightened and angry at the same time but he withdrew his sword again. He then gathered his strength to thrust the long sword forward. Midway through the stroke, the sword changed direction sharply and was now aiming at Yilin’s chest. This move was both false and true at the same time. It had many variations and was extremely fierce. If Linghu Chong moved to save Yilin then Zhong Zhen would pierce Linghu Chong’s lower abdomen. If Linghu Chong didn’t move to save Yilin then this sword would really pierce Yilin. Also, he wanted to confuse Linghu Chong so that an opportunity to kill him would arise. Everyone was calling out in alarm when they saw the point of the sword had already reached Yilin’s gown. Linghu Chong’s long sword suddenly crossed over and hit the top of Zhong Zhen’s sword.

Zhong Zhen’s long sword instantly stopped in the middle of the air glued to Linghu Chong’s sword. Zhong Zhen used more strength to push his sword forward but unexpectedly it didn’t even move the slightest bit. His sword slowly bent upwards and at the same time, his internal energy started to flow out. Summing up the situation really quickly, he hastily withdrew his sword and jumped backwards. However, he had lost a lot of internal energy previously and had not time to gather more energy yet. As his body was in mid air, he suddenly felt paralysed and landed heavily. This landing looked very awkward and it was as if it was done by an ordinary person without any martial arts. Supported by his two hands on the ground, Zhong Zhen slowly struggled to get up but only managed to get up halfway before he tottered to one side and fell to the ground again.

Deng Bagong and Gao Kexin rushed over to help him stand up. They both asked, “Martial brother, what’s wrong?”

Zhong Zhen was staring at Linghu Chong’s face. His thought turned back to more than ten years ago when Devil Sect’s Chief Ren Woxing shook the entire Wulin world. But Ren Woxing couldn’t be this twenty something years old youth. He stammered, “You’re Ren Woxing’s disc… disciple. You know the Art… Art of Essence Absorbing!”

Gao Kexin was alarmed, “Martial brother, did he absorb your internal energy?”

“Yes,” answered Zhong Zhen. But he was now standing steadily and he felt his internal energy gradually increasing. It was because Linghu Chong’s cultivation of the Art of Essence Absorbing was not that profound yet. Also, he didn’t intentionally absorb Zhong Zhen’s internal energy. It was just that Zhong Zhen fell awkwardly because he felt his internal energy flowing out and was scared to death.

Deng Bagong whispered, “Let’s get out of here. We’ll come back here later.” Zhong Zhen waved his hands and said to Linghu Chong in a loud voice, “Devil Sect’s demon, you’re using such an evil method. From now on, you are the enemy of all of the heroes in this world. Today, I’m not your match, but our orthodox schools would never surrender to the disgusting power of your evil method.”

He then turned around, gave Yue Buqun a bow and inquired, “Mr. Yue, you have no relationship with this Devil Sect’s demon, correct?”

Yue Buqun just uttered an “Hng” but did not answer.

Zhong Zhen didn’t dare to be unruly in front of him so he said, “The real situation would eventually be revealed. We’ll meet again.” He then walked away with his two martial brothers.

Yue Buqun went down the entrance stairs and agitatedly said, “Linghu Chong, you’re good. So, you’ve learned Ren Woxing’s Art of Essence Absorbing.”

Although Linghu Chong had learned Ren Woxing’s martial art accidentally, the fact was he had learned it. So he couldn’t dispute it at all. Yue Buqun fiercely asked, “I ask you, is this true?”

“Yes!” Linghu Chong answered.

Yue Buqun viciously declared, “You’ve practised this evil method. So you’re the enemy of all the orthodox schools. Today, you’re carrying an injury so I won’t take advantage of you. When we meet again, if I don’t kill you then it means that you’ve killed me.” He turned sideways and addressed the Huashan School’s disciples, “This person is your mortal enemy. Whoever still has any feeling towards him like he was your martial brother, then remove yourself from this school. All of you understand this?”

All the disciples answered together, “Yes!”

Yue Buqun saw his daughter looking like she had something to say. He said, “Shan’er, even though you’re my daughter, I won’t make an exception. Do you understand?”

Yue Lingshan answered in a small voice, “I understand.”

Linghu Chong was already weak from his injuries but when he heard these words, he suddenly felt both his knees powerless. He dropped his sword and slowly slumped down.

Yihe, who was standing on his right, extended her hand to support him. She ventured, “Martial uncle Yue, there must have been a misunderstanding. It’s just too crude to sever your relationship like this when you haven’t investigated this matter yet.”

Yue Buqun demanded, “What misunderstanding?”

Yihe answered, “My Heng-Shan School’s disciples were recently accosted by the Devil Sect’s demons. At every battle, this Linghu General Wu helped us in fighting them. If he was a Devil Sect’s person, why would he help us in fighting them off and make himself an enemy of the Devil Sect?”

Yihe had heard Yilin called him “Big Brother Linghu” while Yue Buqun had called him “Linghu Chong”; but she knew him as “General Wu”. So she decided to just call him with both names.

Yue Buqun said, “Devil Sect’s demons are very crafty. Don’t believe his act. Which Shi Tai is leading your school’s group in coming to the south?”

He believed that these young nuns and ladies had been affected by Linghu Chong’s fancy speech and only an experienced senior Shi Tai would be able to see through his ruse.

Yihe mournfully answered, “Martial uncle Dingjing Shi Tai was unfortunately killed by the Devil Sect’s demons en route.”

Yue Buqun and Madam Yue were both alarmed. Right at that moment, a middle-aged nun came towards the Heng-Shan School’s disciples. She stopped in front of Yihe and said, “A letter has arrived from the White Cloud Temple’s pigeon”, as she offered her a small bamboo tube with both hands. Yihe took the tube, opened its plug, took out the small rolled up cloth from inside the tube and rolled it open. After reading it, she exclaimed, “Ai yo, this is not good!” When Heng-Shan School’s disciples heard that a letter had arrived from the White Cloud Temple, they all crowded around Yihe. When they saw Yihe was frightened, they hastily asked, “What?” “What’s on Master’s letter?” “What’s not good?” Yihe gave the letter to Yiqing saying, “Martial sister, have a look.” Yiqing took the letter and read it out aloud, “Dingyi Shi Tai and I are besieged by enemies in the Dragon Spring Sword-forging Valley.” She then questioned, “This is Abbess’… blood letter. How come they are at Dragon Spring?”

(Translator’s note: Dragon Spring or Longquan in Chinese is the name of a city in the Zhejiang province. Near that city is a valley that has creeks running through it that were used by Ou Yezi to forge some legendary swords. That valley is called Dragon Spring Sword-forging Valley. If you’d like to find out more, look at the footnote in “Legend of the White Hair Demoness” chapter 11 translation by Fairie Queene.)

(Translator’s note: Blood letter is a letter written in blood.)

“Let’s go!” Yizhen rallied.

“But we don’t know who the enemy is?” Yiqing reasoned.

Yihe said, “They’re already in an ominous situation, let’s hurry up and catch up to them. If we have to die, then we’ll die together with Master.”

Yiqing thought, “Master and martial uncle’s martial arts are levels above us but the enemies still managed to besiege them. If we go there, it’s most likely that we won’t be able to offer them any aid.” She took the blood letter, went in front of Yue Buqun, bowed to him and requested, “Martial uncle Yue, our Abbess sent us a letter, it said: ‘…besieged in Dragon Spring Sword-forging Valley.’ Martial uncle, considering the friendship among the Five Mountains Sword Schools, please think of a way to save them.” Yue Buqun took the letter and read it. He questioned, “How come Abbess and Dingyi Shi Tai are in Zhejiang? The two of them have outstanding martial arts. How did the enemies manage to besiege them? This is really strange. Is this Abbess’ writing on the letter?”

“It’s my Master’s writing. I’m afraid they must have been injured already that they hastily used their blood to write the letter,” Yiqing assuredly answered.

“You don’t know who the enemy is?” Yue Buqun asked.

“It’s probably the Devil Sect’s people. Other than them, our school has no other enemy,” Yiqing said.

Yue Buqun looked at Linghu Chong from the corner of his eyes and slowly said, “Maybe it’s a false letter from a Devil Sect’s demon to entice you into a trap. We must be wary of their deceptions.”

“This matter is most urgent as Abbess had surely met with a disaster. So the most important thing for us is to go and save them. Martial sister Yiqing, let’s go quickly and catch up to them. Martial uncle Yue has no time so it’s useless to ask for his help any further,” Yihe shouted in a clear voice.

“Right. If we arrive too late, we will regret this for eternity,” Yizhen said agreeing with Yihe.

When Heng-Shan School’s disciples saw that Yue Buqun had flatly refused their request regardless of its upright intentions, they were all angered.

“Big brother Linghu, you stay at Fuzhou to tend to your wounds. We’ll go and save Master and Martial uncle first. Then we’ll come back to look for you here,” Yilin said.

“Fearless thieves are harming people again. How can this General just sit back and watch? Everybody, let’s go and save them,” Linghu Chong responded in a loud voice.

“Your injuries are serious. How can you hurry along?” Yilin said.

“This General is ready to give his body to his country and die in the battlefield. I’m going to use my feet to get there. Go, go, hurry up and go!” Linghu Chong said.

Heng-Shan School’s disciples were doubtful that they would be able to save their Abbess from danger. But when Linghu Chong said he was going to come with them, their spirits lifted and all their faces were filled with joy. Yizhen said, “In that case, many thanks. We’ll look for a horse for you to ride.”

“Everybody rides! How can you not get a horse if you want to fight later? Go, go,” Linghu Chong said loudly. Seeing how his Master had harshly severed their relationship earlier, he was feeling bitter and a bit insane.

Yiqing bowed to Yue Buqun and Madam Yue, “We take our leave from seniors.”

Yihe cried out in fury, “Why do you need to be polite to this sort of person? You’re wasting time. Hng, their reputations have no merit and they have no sense of righteousness.”

“Martial sister, say no more!” Yiqing reproached in a loud voice.

Yue Buqun was laughing and didn’t pay attention to what was said.

But Lao Denuo rushed out and shouted, “Watch what your filthy mouth is saying! Our five mountains sword schools have the same root but different branches. When one school encounters a problem, the other four are ready to save them. But you are colluding together with this Devil Sect’s demon Linghu Chong and so your conduct must be crafty and evil. My master has to consider this extensively before giving his help. Why don’t you kill this demon Linghu Chong first to make everything clear. Otherwise, my Huashan School cannot collaborate with your Heng-Shan School and follow your bad example.”

Yihe was indignant when she heard this. She took a big step forward and put her hand on her sword handle. She demanded, “What do you mean ‘follow our bad example’?”

“You are colluding with the Devil Sect. That’s what’s called to follow their bad example,” Lao Denuo said.

Yihe was affronted and she declared, “Hero Linghu is brave and righteous. He helps people in trouble. That’s what you call a real hero, a gentleman. But your type of people, who call yourself a hero but run away from danger and when you see death, you still don’t help. That’s what you call a hypocrite!”

Yue Buqun’s nickname was “Gentleman Sword” and what Huashan School’s people hate the most was being called a “hypocrite”. When Lao Denuo heard her ridiculing his Master, he pulled his sword out and thrust it towards Yihe’s throat. He was using Huashan School’s clever move “Graceful Phoenix”. Yihe didn’t anticipate that he would suddenly pick a fight so she didn’t have time to block the move. She was startled as the sword reached her throat. But at the same time, flickering of swords was seen and seven swords were already piercing towards Lao Denuo. Lao Denuo hastily pulled his sword back but this enabled a sword to reach his chest. Sounds of “chi, chi” were heard as the other six swords also slashed his clothes, each making a rip of about a foot long. It was only because Heng-Shan School’s disciples didn’t want to take his life that they stopped as their swords reached his skin. But Zheng E’s martial art was still shallow so she didn’t manage to control the power of her sword properly. Once she had ripped his right sleeve, the point of her sword continued forward and slashed his skin. Lao Denuo frighteningly jumped backwards in a hurry. Just then, a book fell out of his bosom.

(Translator’s note: the word “gentleman” consists of two Chinese characters. By adding an extra character in front of it, it becomes the word “hypocrite”. That’s the connection between these two words.)

The sun was shining brightly. Everyone saw clearly the words “Violet Twilight Secret Manual” written on the book. Lao Denuo’s expression changed greatly and he tried to snatch the book back. Linghu Chong shouted, “Stop him!”

Yihe already had a sword in her hand and she quickly made three slashes. Lao Denuo lifted his sword to trade moves but he couldn’t advance a single step.

“Dad, how come second martial brother has the secret manual?” Yue Lingshan cried.

“Lao Denuo, you killed sixth martial brother, didn’t you?” Linghu Chong asked in a loud voice.

That day when sixth martial brother was killed, the “Violet Twilight Secret Manual” also went missing. He had been blamed for both incidents since then on. But today, it was really unexpected that after Lao Denuo’s waist band was cut by Heng-Shan School’s disciples, Huashan School’s treasured scripture would fall out from his pocket.

“Nonsense!” Lao Denuo shouted.

As he said this, he lowered his body and charged towards a small alley. Linghu Chong was fuming as he gave chase. But he only managed to run a few steps before he swayed and fell down. Yilin and Zheng E quickly rushed to his side to support him while Yue Lingshan picked the book up and gave it to her father. “Dad, it was second martial brother who stole the book.” Yue Buqun’s expression was pale as he looked at the book and ascertained that it was the internal energy secret manual that had been passed down from the previous Huashan School’s leader. Luckily, the book was still intact and undamaged. He then bitterly said, “It was you who wasn’t good, taking the book because of your feelings.”

Yihe didn’t want to let them off that easily so she said in a loud voice, “That’s what you called to follow your bad example.”

Yu Sao walked in front of Linghu Chong and asked, “Hero Linghu, how do you feel?”

Linghu Chong gritted his teeth, “My martial brother was killed by that thief. It’s a pity I can’t chase him.”

He saw Yue Buqun turned around and entered the escort house followed by his disciples. They then shut the escort house’s main door. He thought, “Master’s first disciple has learned the Devil Sect’s evil martial art. His second disciple killed a martial brother in the same school and stole the school’s secret manual. No wonder he’s outraged!” He t