“I wanted to see once and for all whether you really don’t know any kungfu or just pretending. I was doing this for your own good.”

Duan Yu replied with some indignation: “What’s so good about it?” He wiped his nose with his hand, immediately his hand was covered in blood. Some blood fell onto his chest and caused a couple of red spots on his shirt. He really wasn’t that hurt, but seeing so much blood come out, he couldn’t help but to start muttering: “Ouch! Ouch!”

Zhong Ling is starting to get a little worried as well, she quickly took out her handckerchief out and tried to wipe some of the blood off. Duan Yu is still mad at her, so he tried to push her away, saying: “Get away from me, who needs your sympathy?” He doesn’t know any kungfu and his moves have no coordination. So as he naturally tried to push her away, his palm headed straight toward her chest. Zhong Ling just reacted and naturally grabbed his wrist, borrowed the force of his push, led his move by her, and added a little push of her own at the end, all in one motion. Duan Yu had no chance and fell over again, this time he banged his head against a rock and fainted.

Zhong Ling sees that he is not moving, so she shouted at him: “Get up! I’m not finished talking to you!” Seeing that he’s still not moving, she starts to get worried, and quickly went over to him. Noticing that Duan Yu has fainted, she immediated pinched his philtrum, and then started to massage his chest with great effort.

After a while, Duan Yu finally started to come around. Feeling as if he is leaning against something soft and noticing a very faint, sweet, and serene smell, he slowly opened his eyes and saw the beautiful eyes of Zhong Ling looking down at him with great concern. Seeing that he has come around, Zhong Ling let out a huge sigh of relief and said: “Thank goodness you didn’t die.” Noticing that he is lying in her lap with his head leaned up against her stomach, Duan Yu’s heart skipped a beat. However, he immediately felt the throbbing pain on the back of his head and let out a big “Ouch!”

This gave Zhong Ling quite a scare: “What’s the matter?” Duan Yu answered: “My… my head hurts like hell.” Zhong Ling said: “You are not dead, no need to scream bloody hell.” Duan Yu replied: “If I’m dead, how could I scream bloody hell?”

Zhong Ling laughed at that comment, she held his head up. The back of his head has an egg size bump where it banged against the rock, although it’s not bleeding, she figure it still hurts alot. She said: “Well who told you to make such a perverted move? If it were anyone else, I would have immediately killed him. You only got a bump on your head, you should be thankful.”

Duan Yu sat up: “Me? Perverted? What in the world? Where did you get that idea?”

Zhong Ling is young and hencefore only kind of understand man-woman relationships but not really. She blushed and said: “I’m not telling you, all in all you were in the wrong. Who told you to send your palm toward th… there….” Duan Yu suddenly realized what she was talking about and felt very embarrassed, he tried to think of something to say to explain. But he decided that excuses are not right, so he said: “I… I didn’t mean to do that.” After saying that, he stood up.

Zhong Ling got up as well: “Since you didn’t mean to, I’ll guess I’ll let that one slide. Good thing you finally came around, you scared the hell out of me right then and there.” Duan Yu said: “Back in the Sword Lake Palace, if you didn’t show up and help me, I was sure to get a couple of slaps on the face. Now that I fell twice, I say everything is even. When it comes down to it, it’s all fate, I can’t avoid it.” Zhong Ling replied: “Why are you talking like that? Are you still mad at me?” Duan Yu answered: “Well you don’t expect me to cheer: ‘Great, wonderful!’ or turn around and thank you when you hit me do you?” Zhong Ling grabbed his hand, said in an apologetic tone: “Please don’t be mad at me. I swear I won’t hit you ever again.” Duan Yu said: “Only if you let me hit you really hard twice.”

Zhong Ling really don’t want to, but seeing how he has turned around and is about to walk off, she relented: “Alright, I’ll let you hit me twice. Just… just don’t hit me too hard.” Duan Yu replied: “If I don’t hit you hard, then how can I get my justice? It has to be hard, if you don’t want me to hit you, then just forget it.”

Zhong Ling sighed, closed her eyes, and quietly said: “Alright! But after you hit me, you can’t be mad anymore.”

After a while, Duan Yu still haven’t hit her yet. So she opened her eyes and saw Duan Yu looking at her, sort of smiling but not quite. Zhong Ling asked in surprise: “What are you waiting for?” Duan Yu stuck out his right pinky, lightly flicked once on her right cheek, and then lightly flicked on her left cheek. Smiling, he said: “Alright. That’s as hard as I could hit you. Did it hurt much?” Zhong Ling can’t be any happier: “I knew all along that you were a good person!”

She’s standing just a feet or so away from Duan Yu, her fragrance permeates the air. The more Duan Yu look at her the prettier she becomes. He didn’t want to move away. After a long while, he finally said: “Alright, now that I got my revenge, I need to go find that SiKong Xuan now.”

Zhong Ling anxiously said: “Dummy, don’t go! You don’t know a thing about the rules of the martial world, if you somehow offend him accidentally, I can’t get you out of it this time.” Duan Yu smiled and shook his head: “Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon, just wait for me here.” He turns around and starts to walk toward the green smoke.

Zhong Ling stood there trying to decide what to do, then she said: “Alright, like you said: ‘Melon seeds ate together, sword blades we take on together’!” She chased up to him and they walked side-by-side toward the smoke.

Soon, they see 2 men dressed in yellow running up to them. The older one on the left spoke up: “Who is it? What are you here for?” Both men had a medicine bag hanging off their shoulders, each had a wider than usual sabre in hand. Duan Yu answered: “I am Duan Yu, I wish to talk to Master SiKong of you clan.” The old man asked: “What for?” Duan Yu replied: “I will tell Master SiKong when I see him.” The old man asked: “May I humbly ask which sect are you from and who your master is?”

Duan Yu answered: “I’m not of any sect. My master’s surname is Meng, his name is ShuSheng, and he has styled himself XuRu. My master’s specialty is logic of changes, and has had some remarkable success in the field of talks of the divine and systems of diction.” He was, of course, refering to his teacher that was invited by his dad to teach him the 4 Books and the 5 Classics. That old man, hearing the “talks of the divine” and the “systems of diction”, thought they were some weird and strange kungfu. Duan Yu standing there casually fanning himself with the fan in his hand have all the looks of a kungfu master who does not want to show himself. Although the old man has never heard of anyone in the martial world named Meng ShuSheng, but since Duan Yu said he “has had some remarkable success” he probably isn’t just some nobody. So he politely said to Duan Yu: “If that’s the case, then please wait here for a second while I go and report to my master.”

Zhong Ling waited until he hurriedly ran up and around the hill, then turned to Duan Yu and asked: “What was all that lie about ‘logics of changes’? What kind of kungfu is that? What if SiKong Xuan tests you later? How are you going to cover that?” Duan Yu replied: “I remember most all of the ‘Cycle of Changes’. It probably wouldn’t be that bad if SiKong Xuan wants to test me on the meanings and philosophies within it.” Zhong Ling just stared at him, not sure how to respond.

The old man came back and said with a stone cold face: “What the hell are you talking about? Master tells you to go see him!” From his looks, he probably got a good bit of scolding from SiKong Xuan. Duan Yu nodded and started to walk up with Zhong Ling.

Soon the 3 of them soon made their way around the mountain side and came up to 20 or so men sitting around in a pile of scattered rocks. Duan Yu walked up, seeing a short and skinny old man sitting on the tallest rock, he has a goatee beard and has a arrogant expression on his face. Duan Yu figured that he probably is the head of the Divine Farmer Clan SiKong Xuan, so he cupped his fist and said: “Duan Yu is honored to meet Master SiKong.”

SiKong Xuan just merely nodded his head, not even getting up, he asked: “Mr. Duan, why are you coming to see me?”

Duan Yu replied: “I heard that your clan and No Measure Sword has become mortal enemies. Having just witnessed 2 people of No Measure Sword dying a most horrible of deaths, my heart could not bear it and decided to come here in an attempt to try and stop all this killing. ‘Enemies are easy to make but hard to break’, and besides, this kind of vigilante killing is against the law. If any governor or officials find out, it could be a lot of trouble. I hope that Master SiKong would stop before it is too late and not trouble No Measure Sword anymore.”

SiKong Xuan just sat there and listened to him talked. Now that Duan Yu stopped talking, SiKong Xuan still did not respond, just looked at Duan Yu sideways.

Duan Yu continued: “What I just said is a plea for Master SiKong to think it all through before acting.” SiKong Xuan is still looking at him with curiosity, suddenly he let out a hearty laugh and said: “Who do you think you are? Actually coming here and try to distract me. Who told you to come here?” Duan Yu answered: “Nobody told me to come here, I came here because I wanted to.”

SiKong Xuan hmphed and replied: “I have been walking around in the martial world for 40 years, and never once has seen anyone as brazen as you little bastard. Ah-Sheng, seize these two little kids for me.” The tall man besides him answered and grabbed Duan Yu’s right arm.

Zhong Ling immediately shouted out: “Hold on! Master SiKong, Mr. Duan has only been trying to politely persuade you, if you don’t want to listen then don’t, why come to blows?” She turns to Duan Yu: “Big Brother, Divine Farmer Clan won’t listen to you. We don’t need to get involved in other people’s business, let’s go.”

Ah-Sheng has already grabbed Duan Yu’s arm and twisted them behind his back, he looked at SiKong Xuan, waiting for his instructions on what to do next. SiKong Xuan coldly said: “The thing that the Divine Farmer Clan hates the most is other people meddling in our affairs. There must be something more to you two babies coming here and wasting my time. Ah-Hong, seize the girl.” Another man answered as he extends his hands toward Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling stepped three steps to the side and said: “Master SiKong, in truth, I’m not scared of you. It’s just that my mom and dad does not want me to make trouble. So let my Big Brother Duan go, or else when you force me to respond in kind, it would not be much fun.”

SiKong Xuan laughed heartily at that comment: “Well aren’t we boasting a little too much? Ah-Hong! What are you waiting for?” Ah-Hong answered again as he tries to grab Zhong Ling’s wrist. Zhong Ling pulled her right arm back and sent her left palm out. The palm is like a knife as it heads toward Ah-Hong’s forehead. Ah-Hong lowered his head to avoid the move, but Zhong Ling’s right fist came in from underneath in an uppercut. It caught him squarely on the jaw and knocked him onto his back.

SiKong Xuan casually observed: “Seems like the girl can do a thing or two, but not enough to be able to get away with it here.” He shot a look over at a tall old man besides him and waved his right hand. The old man immediately stood up and stepped up to Zhong Ling. He is a whole two feet taller than Zhong Ling and his hands came in from above, like talons, straight for her shoulders.

Zhong Ling immediately dodges out of the way, but the man’s left hand merely missed her face by inches. Feeling the piercing wind caused by the move, Zhong Ling started to get a little scared, she spoke up: “Master SiKong, tell him to stop. Else don’t blame me for being impolite, and when my dad scolds me for this in the future, you won’t be in such a good shape either.” As she is talking, she dodged three more moves from the old man. SiKong Xuan commanded: “Grab her!” The old man led on with his left hand while his right hand drew a little circle, suddenly he flipped his palm down and grabbed onto Zhong Ling’s right arm.

Zhong Ling let out a little scream and squirmed in pain. She shook her left hand and hissed a couple of time. A flash white shot out. The old man let out a muted groan, let her arm go, and sat down on the ground. The marten has bit him on the back of his hand and has already jumped back into Zhong Ling’s waiting hands.

A middle-aged man jumped out from beside SiKong Xuan and helped the old man up. The old man’s whole body was shaking and the back of his hand has turned pitch-black. Zhong Ling hissed twice more and her marten scrambled towards Ah-Sheng’s face. Ah-Sheng tried to bat it away, but the marten instead just bit him on his hand. Ah-Sheng’s kungfu is not as good as the old man’s, so he is even less able to tolerate it. Immediately he curled up into a ball and started to scream. Zhong Ling grabbed Duan Yu’s arm, started to walk off quickly, and whispered: “We are in trouble now, let’s get out of here!”

The men sitting around SiKong Xuan are all the top fighters in the Divine Farmer Clan, these men have dealt with poison for most of their lives and has seen pretty much every kind of poison there is. But this marten’s lightning speed and incredible poison is something that none of them has ever heard of. SiKong Xuan shouted: “Seize this girl this instant! Don’t let her get away!” Four men answered his order and jumped up. They split into 2 groups and came at the 2 of them from opposite sides.

Zhong Ling hissed several more times and the marten jumped from one person to the next. In an blink of an eye, all 4 men are either rolling on the ground or curled up into a ball.

The members of the Divine Farmer Clan all know that this little marten is indeed something to be reckoned with, but nobody wanted to seem cowardly in front of the leader. So seven or eight more men came chasing after them. Zhong Ling threatened: “If you don’t want to live then come on!” The men are all holding a weapon, be it a medicine back or a short sabre, all hoping to try and bat away the marten with his weapon. But the marten is faster than any flying weapon in the world, and soon all of the men were rolling on the ground as well.

SiKong Xuan tossed off his robe, reached into his bosom and took out a small bottle. He applied the contents of the bottle to his hands and arms, and started chasing after Duan Yu and Zhong Ling. He jumped in front of the 2 of them and said: “Stop!”

The marten jumped from Zhong Ling’s hands towards his nose. SiKong Xuan held his palm up vertically, but couldn’t help but feel nervous. He is not sure whether or not this medicine that works against snake poison will work against this poisonous marten that he has never heard of before. If it doesn’t then his life and the entire clan is destroyed. The marten was just about to bite down on his hand when suddenly it twisted in the air, and bounced back to Zhong Ling by rebounding off of his hand with its back feet. Turns out that inside the marten there is stored a great amount of snake poison, which is exactly what the medicine that SiKong Xuan applied works the best against. SiKong Xuan was delighted, immediately he struck out with his left palm. The palm wind was fierce, Zhong Ling could not get out of the way and almost fell over. Duan Yu, on the other hand, was completely overwhelmed by what is left of the palm wind and fell back on the ground.

Zhong Ling anxiously hissed a couple of more times, urging the marten to attack. The marten jumped out again, but it could not bear the medicine on SiKong Xuan’s palms. So it instead went after his head and legs, but SiKong Xuan waved his arms around, protecting his body, making it impossible to get close.

SiKong Xuan is nevertheless still afraid of the marten, and he kept on giving orders to his men.

Twenty of so clan members surrounded them, each with an herb in hand. They lit the herb and smoke started to fill the air. Duan Yu just got up when he suddenly felt light headed and fell back down again. In a daze, he saw that Zhong Ling also fell down from the smoke. Two clan members stepped forth to seize Zhong Ling, but the marten, in protecting its master, bit both of them. Everyone stepped back in fear, still surrounding the 2 of them, but nobody dared to seize them.

SiKong Xuan ordered: “Start burning Manly Yellow on the east side and Deer Musk on the south side. The others get out of the way.”

The clan members followed the orders and started to burn Manly Yellow and Deer Musk. There is not a herb or poison that the Divine Farmer Clan is not equipped with, not only that, all they have are the best picks of the drugs. The pure Manly Yellow and Deer Musk they burned immediately let out a mace like cloud of smoke, carried by the southeasterly wind, the smoke slowly descended upon Zhong Ling. However, the marten turned out to be immune to the smoke, still jumping back and forth among the clan members. Before anyone knew it 5 more clan members had been bitten.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in SiKong Xuan’s mind. He ordered: “Start piling up dirt, let’s bury this girl and her marten alive.” The clan members immediately started to dig up dirt and throwing it onto Zhong Ling’s body.

Duan Yu thought to himself that he is the cause of all this trouble. How could he live on if Zhong Ling is going to die. So he summoned up all his strength and flipped on top of Zhong Ling’s body. Holding her tight, he shouted: “We are dying together!” The dirt kept on raining down on his head.

The words “We are dying together” hit home with SiKong Xuan. He looked around, seeing 20 or so clan members rolling on the ground in pain, 7 or 8 of them are very important members of the clan, and 2 of them are actually his martial brothers. Although his anger would be vented if he killed the girl right now, all these people would probably die too. The marten’s poison is unlike anything he has ever seen before, he probably has to get the remedy from her in order to cure it. So he ordered: “Don’t bury their heads, leave them alive.”

Soon, the 2 of them are buried up to their heads. Zhong Ling felt like an enormous weight has been placed on her body. and Duan Yu has held on to her the entire time. Only their head is not covered by dirt, neither one of them could move an inch.

SiKong Xuan asked: “Little girl, do you want to live or die?” Zhong Ling answered: “Of course I want to live. If you kill me and Big Brother Duan here, then alot of you guys would die too.” SiKong Xuan replied: “Good, then quickly hand over the cure for that marten poison of yours, that way I’ll let you live.” Zhong Ling shook her head: “Not just my life, both of our lives.” SiKong Xuan replied: “Alright, I’ll let both of you live. Where is the cure?” Zhong Ling answered: “I don’t have it on me. Only my dad can cure Lightning’s poison. I told you earlier not to make me to use force, or else my dad would be mad at me and you wouldn’t get anything good out of it either.” SiKong Xuan replied angrily: “Still bullshiting at a time like this? See if I just leave you 2 here and let you 2 die of hunger!”

Zhong Ling replied: “Everything I have told you is true, why don’t you believe me? Ay! All in all, this whole matter is really troublesome. Probably won’t be able to hide it from my dad, what do I do then?” SiKong Xuan asked: “What’s your dad’s name?” Zhong Ling answered: “You are not a baby, how come you are so unreasonable? Like I can just go around telling everyone my dad’s name.”

SiKong Xuan has been making a living in the martial world for decades now and has earned a name and some fame in the world. But today he has just about ran out of ideas regarding these 2 little kids. He bit down and ordered: “Bring me a torch! Let’s light the little girl’s hair on fire and see if she’ll talk!” A clan member handed over the torch, SiKong Xuan grabbed a hold of it and walked up to the 2 of them.

In the light of the fire, Zhong Ling could not help but get scared by his hideous expression. She shouted out: “Hey! Hey! Don’t burn my hair. If the hair is on fire, then the head is going to hurt like crazy. If you don’t believe me, then why don’t you try it on your beard?” A hideous grin appeared on SiKong Xuan’s face: “Of course it hurts, I don’t need to burn my beard to know that.” Holding up the torch, he gave it a shake right in front of Zhong Ling’s face. Zhong Ling let out a little scream.

Duan Yu hugged her tightly and shouted: “Goat beard, I started this whole mess, why don’t you burn my hair instead!” Zhong Ling shouted back: “No! It’ll hurt you too.” SiKong Xuan offered: “Well if you are scared of getting hurt, then hand over the cure so I can start working on my brothers.”

Zhong Ling replied: “How dumb are you really? I have already told you, only my dad can cure Lightning’s poison, even my mom does not know how. My Lightning is very very rare, his bite is filled with strange and exotic poison. You think it’s that easy to cure?”

SiKong Xuan can hear the people that have been bitten groaning all around him, so he knows that the poison is very strong. These men are care very much for face, they wouldn’t even mutter a sound even if a hand or a foot is broken or cut off. The medicine for snake venom has already been applied to every one of them. But from the continued groans, it is obvious that the clan’s anti-venom that has always worked before is having no effect. Several people have tried to apply some medicines that work against scorpion, centipede, or spider poisons, but that has only increased the volume of their groans. SiKong Xuan stared down at Zhong Ling with rage and shouted: “Who is your old man? Tell me his name now!”

Zhong Ling asked: “You really want me to say it? Aren’t you scared to find out?”

This set SiKong Xuan off, he lifted up the torch and was just about to set Zhong Ling’s hair on fire. All of the sudden he felt an incredible amount of pain coming from the back of his head, something has bit him there. Shocked, SiKong Xuan immediately took a breath to protect his head and heart, he tossed the torch away and tried to grab whatever is on the back of his head. Suddenly the back of his hand was bitten as well. Turns out that the marten has dug its way out of the dirt and taken advantage of the fact that SiKong Xuan was distracted and attacked. After being bit twice in a row, SiKong Xuan is scared nearly out of his wits. Immediately he sat down and started to try to force the poison out using his inner force. The clan members were busily trying to cover the marten with dirt again, but this time the marten jumped up and bit two more men. A couple of more white flashes in the dark and the marten has jumped into the bushes and disappeared.

SiKong Xuan’s underlings hurriedly took out medicines and herbs that works against snake venom and start applying it to their master. Some of the medicines were taken orally along with a ginseng they had available. SiKong Xuan had to divide his strength against the 2 places where he was bitten and soon it became obvious to him that he can’t keep this up. Biting down hard, he grabbed the dagger around his waist with his left hand and cut of his right arm at the elbow. The clan members all trembled at the sight and scrambled to put some drugs that stops bleeding on the wound. But blood gushing out of the wound washed away the medicines as soon as they were applied. Eventually someone tore a piece of clothing off and tightly bandaged up SiKong Xuan’s elbow, finally stopping the bleeding.

After witnessing such a harrowing scene, Zhong Ling’s face turned white as she stopped shouting. SiKong Xuan asked in a low voice: “After being bitten by that devil marten, how many days do you have?” Zhong Ling answered in a shaky voice: “My dad said up to 7 days, but… but since Master SiKong your inner strength is so strong and is so good at kungfu. Maybe… I’m sure you’ll live for longer than that.”

SiKong Xuan didn’t reply, instead he ordered: “Pull that guy out of there.” The clan members pulled Duan Yu out of the dirt pile. Zhong Ling panicked: “Hey! Hey! This has nothing to do with him! Don’t hurt him!” She tried to take advantage of the moment and struggle out of the dirt pile, but the clan members immediately filled the space left by Duan Yu with more dirt. Zhong Ling sees there is nothing more she can do, so she started crying.

Duan Yu is quite scared himself, but he forced himself to calm down. Smiling, he said: “Miss Zhong, a true man faces death like it’s nothing, don’t show any weaknesses in front of these bad people.” Zhong Ling answered between sobs: “I’m not a man! I don’t want to face your death like it’s nothing! I want to show weakness!”

SiKong Xuan ordered in a heavy voice: “Give this fellow some Intestine Fragmenter (Duan Chang San), give him the 7 days worth of dosage.” A clan member poured out of a medicine bottle about half a bottle worth of red powder, and forced them into Duan Yu’s mouth. Zhong Ling cried out: “That’s poison, don’t eat it!” Duan Yu knew it was a very potent poison when he heard the words “Intestine Fragmenter”. But figuring that since he is in the hands of others, there is nothing he can do to refuse to take the poison. So he swallowed the powder, smacked his lips, smiled, and said: “Taste pretty sweet. Master SiKong, how about you eat the other half of the bottle?”

SiKong Xuan just hmphed at him in anger. Zhong Ling let out a little laugh in the middle of a sob, and then went right on crying.

SiKong Xuan said to Duan Yu: “This Intestine Fragmenter will break out after 7 days, splitting your intestines into inch long pieces. Go and get the cure for the marten’s poison, if you get back here in 7 days, then I’ll give you the cure for it and let the girl go too.” Zhong Ling cuts in: “Just the drug does not work, you have to have my dad use his unique inner strength to force the poison out.” SiKong Xuan replied: “Then he is just going to get your dad here to get you out.” Zhong Ling replied: “Easy for you to say. Like my dad would leave the mountain, he wouldn’t even take a step out of the valley.” SiKong Xuan did not reply to her last comment.

Duan Yu offered: “How about this? Why don’t all of us go to Miss Zhong’s home? Then you can ask your dad to cure the poison, wouldn’t that be fast and effective?” Zhong Ling replied: “No, no! My dad has sworn that if someone takes one step in my family valley, no matter who it is, only death awaits him.”

SiKong Xuan thought to himself: “The No Measure Sword matter is not settled yet, can’t leave this place. If I did, it’s not like the Kid Elder of Heaven Mountain would let me live. I would only die a lot worse of a death.” By now the itch and numbness from the marten bite at the back of his head is getting worse and worse, he finally let out several groans of pain.

Zhong Ling said: “Master SiKong, sorry about this.” SiKong Xuan angrily replied: “Sorry my ass!” Duan Yu cuts in (he seems to have a habit of this): “Master SiKong, using such vulgar language toward Miss Zhong is not the conduct of a gentlemen.”

SiKong Xuan angrily rebuked: “Your grandma wasn’t one either!” However, he thought to himself: “When the ‘Life-Death Talisman’ in my body breaks out, the suffering is really unbearable. Better to die like this, at least it’s straightforward and clear cut.” So he turned to Zhong Ling: “I don’t care about all the details, don’t invite your dad for the cure is fine as well. We’ll just all die together here.” His words were filled with sadness and resignation.

Zhong Ling thought about all this for a bit and said: “Let me out of here, and I’ll write a letter to my dad asking him to come here and rescue you. And you send a person who is not afraid to die to deliever it.” SiKong Xuan responded: “I want this fellow named Duan to go, why send anyone else?” Zhong Ling replied: “Man you got bad memory! If someone takes one step in my family valley, no matter whom it is, that someone will die. Didn’t I already tell you about this? I don’t want my Big Brother Duan to die, don’t you know?” SiKong Xuan answered: “He can’t die, then the people in my clan should? If he can’t go then don’t go, let’s all die together. See which one of us dies first.”

Zhong Ling started to sob again: “What kind of a person are you? Bullying a little girl like me? People in the martial world will all find out about this and they all say that Master SiKong of Divine Farmer Clan has dragged his name through dirt and is not a real man.”

SiKong Xuan only sat there and worried about using his inner strength to combat the poison, completely ignoring her.

Duan Yu spoke up: “Then just let me go then. Miss Zhong, since I’m going to tell him the news and telling him to save you, I don’t think he would do much harm to me.” Zhong Ling’s face suddenly lit up: “I got it! Follow my plan. Don’t tell my dad where I am, that way if he kills you, then he wouldn’t know where I am. Just leave as soon as you lead him here, or else it would not be good.” Duan Yu nodded: “This plan seems to work.”

Zhong Ling turned to SiKong Xuan: “Master SiKong, Big Brother Duan is going to leave as soon as he arrives. So how are you going to give the cure for ‘Intestine Fragmenter’?” SiKong Xuan pointed to a huge rock far to the northwest: “I’ll instruct someone to wait there with the cure. When Mr. Duan gets to that rock, he’ll get the cure.” Since he wants Duan Yu to go and save his life, his words became considerably more polite. So he ordered his men to dig Zhong Ling out, but fir