verything in detail. When the Sun Moon Sect came up the peak to attack, how they would fight, how to retreat, everything had been predicted that when Ren Woxing sit down on the nine dragons chair, everyone from Shaolin, Wudang, and Heng-Shan Schools would’ve retreated down to the valley. They never expected the Sun Moon Sect would come up without fighting and instead give their propriety first before fighting. Moreover, Ren Woxing wanted to meet Linghu Chong alone inside the convent. Everything that he had predicted had now changed. Even though he was very smart, he was at a lost for ideas at the moment.

Great Master Fangzheng also knew the situation was urgent, and he was also worried for Linghu Chong’s safety. But his cultivation was already very deep and his mind was very clear. He felt life and death, glory and disgrace, bad and good luck, victory and defeat were not that big a thing. People strive to do things but whether it succeeds or not, it is all decided by heaven. Whatever the conclusion would be, it all depends on each person’s fate and can’t be forced.

That was why even though his heart didn’t feel right, he looked indifferent. If the explosives really exploded and his bone was to turn to dust, only this leather sack would be lost, so what was there to be afraid of? The explosives buried underneath the nine dragons chair was a secret. Besides Fangzheng, Chongxu, and Linghu Chong, the people who buried the explosives like Qingxu and Chenggao were all at the waist of the mountain waiting for the explosives at the peak to explode before they explode the landmines. No one else on the Xianxing Peak knew of the situation. Shaolin, Wudang, and Heng-Shan Schools were all waiting for Ren Woxing and Linghu Chong inside Wuse Convent to finish speaking before they would move and fight against the people from the Sun Moon Sect.

Chongxu abided his time. He saw no movement inside the convent, and there was no noise coming out from there as well. Moving his internal energy, he tried listening to any noise. Indistinctly, he heard like Linghu Chong was whispering something. He felt happy and thought, “So Brother Linghu is safe and sound.” As his mind was divided, his internal energy wasn’t as pure anymore and he couldn’t hear anything temporarily. But he was worried what he heard was just his own wishful thinking and that his ears had heard what he wanted to hear, and that the voice wasn’t necessarily Linghu Chong’s. Otherwise, why couldn’t he hear what Linghu Chong was saying?

After some more time had passed, he heard Linghu Chong calling out, “Brother Xiang, please come in and accompany Chief Ren to exit the convent.”

“Yes!” Xiang Wentian answered. With Elder Bamboo Green, they led the sixteens porters going into Wuse Convent and carried that blue sedan chair out of there. The Sun Moon Sect people standing outside the convent bowed, and said, “Respectfully welcoming the honourable Sacred Chief.” That sedan chair was brought to its previous stopping place and was put down.

“Presenting Sacred Chief’s gift to Shaolin Temple’s Abbott,” Xiang Wentian said.

Two men carrying trays walked up to Fangzheng, and bowed to him presenting the trays. Fangzheng saw the first tray contained a very old and fragrant strand of prayer beads, while the other tray contained a handwritten ancient scripture which had sanskrit written on the cover. The sanskrit written was ‘Jingang Scripture’. Fangzheng couldn’t help feeling rapt. In his research on Buddhism, there was more knowledge to gain from the ‘Jingang Scripture’. The ‘Jingang Scripture’ he had studied was from the Eastern Jin where a reverend monk translated it into chinese. But there were some places in the scripture where it was difficult to understand and he had always wanted to see the original sanskrit scripture to verify, but there was nowhere to find it. When he saw the scripture right now, he was enraptured. He joined his palms and said, “Amituofo, to receive this precious scripture, my appreciation is boundless!” He extended both of his hands respectfully and lifted that ‘Jingang Scripture’, then he lifted the prayer beads and said, “Thank you Chief Ren for your generous gift. I don’t know how I can ever repay this.”

“My humble sect’s chief said that my humble sect has treated the world’s heroes rudely,” Xiang Wentian replied. “We are deeply ashamed of this. Great Master Fangzheng, don’t add more blames on us and my humble sect will appreciate it very much.” He leaned his head to a side and continued, “Presenting Chief Ren’s gift to Wudang School’s Headmaster Priest.”

Two men from the sect acknowledged the order and walked up to Priest Chongxu. They bowed offering the trays. Those two people hadn’t come close yet but Chongxu could already see one tray was holding a long sword. When those two people came near him, he saw the long sword’s scabbard was multi-coloured greenish copper. On the copper was inlaid two characters: ‘Zhen Wu’. Chongxu gasped in surprise. When Wudang School was first created by the Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng, he was using a sword called ‘Zhen Wu Sword’ which had always been a treasure of the Wudang School. More than eighty years ago, a few elders from the Sun Moon Sect raided Mount Wudang at night and stole the precious sword along with Zhang Sanfeng’s handwritten book of ‘Taiji Manuscript’. Then a ferocious fight followed, in which three first class masters of Wudang died. Even though they also managed to kill four Sun Moon Sect elders, they couldn’t snatch back the manuscript and sword. This was Wudang School’s biggest shame, and over the last eighty years, before each headmaster passed away, their last instructions would be to snatch the sword and manuscript back. But Dark Wood Cliff was heavily fortified and Wudang School had tried a few times to snatch them back, but they had always failed and had instead lost a few lives on top of Dark Wood Cliff. Unexpectedly, this sword had appeared on Xianxing Peak. When he took a look at the other tray, it contained a handwritten book with its pages turned yellow a long time ago. On the cover was written ‘Taiji Manuscript’. Priest Chongxu had seen plenty of Zhang Sanfeng’s handwritten book on Mount Wudang, so once he saw this ‘Taiji Manuscript’, he knew it was genuine.

Both his hands trembled as he took the long sword. His right hand gripped the handle of the sword and lightly drew it out halfway. He felt a rush of cold air coming from the sword. He knew Grandmaster Sanfeng had a godly sword art in his late years and he could easily not use a sword to fight, but if he was forced to fight with someone then he usually used an iron sword or a wooden sword. This ‘Zhen Wu Sword’ was the sword he used during his middle age to annihilate the demonical and shake the Jianghu. It was a very sharp instrument. Chongxu was afraid he might be fooled by Ren Woxing so he flipped open the ‘Taiji Manuscript’ to take a look. It really was Grandmaster Sanfeng’s book. He returned the manuscript onto the tray and kneeled on the ground, then he kowtowed eight times towards the manuscript and the sword.

Standing back up, he said, “Chief Ren has a very broad mind for returning the remnants of Wudang Grandmaster back to Zhen Wu Monastery. Even if my body is reduced to dust, it will be hard to repay your benevolence.” Once he had taken the manuscript and sword, his heart was so excited that both his hands couldn’t stop shaking.

“My humble sect’s Chief said my humble sect had offended Wudang School in the past and we’re very ashamed,” Xiang Wentian said. “Today, everything is settled, and we hope that Wudang School will forgive us.”

“Chief Ren is being too polite,” Chongxu replied.

Xiang Wentian then said, “Prensenting Sacred Chief’s gift to Heng-Shan School’s Headmaster Linghu.”

Fangzheng and Chongxu both thought, “I wonder what he’s going to give Headmaster Linghu. What kind of precious gifts are they going to be?” They now saw twenty men coming up, and each of them was carrying a tray as they walked up to Linghu Chong. On the trays were only gown, hat, shoes, wine pot, wine cup, tea cup, and many other everyday items. Even though each of them was fine, they were clearly not some magnificent items. Only one tray held a jade flute and another tray held an ancient qin, which were clearly treasures. But compared to the presents given to Fangzheng and Chongxu, they were not even close in value.

Linghu Chong folded his hands in salute and said, “Many thanks.” He then ordered Yu Sao and the others to receive the gifts.

“My humble sect’s Chief said that we’ve been inappropriate to come to Mount Heng-Shan this time and cause a big disturbance,” Xiang Wentian said. “For all the Shi Tai from the Heng-Shan School, we’re giving them each a set of gowns and a long sword. For all the secular martial sisters, we’re giving them each a set of jewelries and a long sword. Please kindly accept them. My humble sect has also purchased five hundred acres of farm at the foot of Mount Heng-Shan to give to Wuse Convent. We’ll take our leave now.”

After he said this, he folded his hands in salute to Fangzheng, Chongxu, and Linghu Chong, then turned around to walk away.

“Mr. Xiang!” Chongxu called out.

Xiang Wentian turned around and said, smiling, “What’s Priest’s order?”

“We’re indebted to your noble sect Chief’s generosity and have received rewards without doing anything. So we don’t feel comfortable,” Chongxu said. “I don’t know… don’t know…” He just said these words when he couldn’t say anymore. He wanted to ask ‘I don’t know what’s the idea behind this?’, but at the end, he couldn’t say it out loud.

Xiang Wentian laughed and folded his hands. “The items have returned to their original owners, this is naturally right. Why’s Priest feeling uncomfortable about it?” He turned around and shouted, “Chief is going!”

The sound of music rose up and ten elders opened up the way, while the sixteen porters lifted the big blue sedan chair and started going down the peak. They were followed by the group of horn players and drum players. At the end of the line was the sect people from the different halls. They went down the peak in a line.

Chongxu and Fangzheng looked at Linghu Chong and both thought, “Why did Chief Ren change his mind? Only you know his reasons.” They couldn’t gather anything from looking at Linghu Chong, but he seemed to be happy and also a little sad. After they heard the Sun Moon Sect walking down for a while and the music sound had ceased, the cries of ‘Long Live the Chief, Unify the Jianghu’ had also stopped. With bluffs and bluster they came, and now everything was quiet.

Chongxu couldn’t hold back any longer and he asked, “Brother Linghu, Chief Ren suddenly became generous, this must be because of your enormous reputation. I’m not sure… not sure…” He wanted to ask ‘I’m not sure what you said’, but he thought that if Linghu Chong was willing to say it then he’d of course tell them. But if he didn’t want to say it, then asking too much would be inappropriate. That’s why after saying ‘not sure’, he stopped himself.

“Please forgive me seniors,” Linghu Chong replied. “Junior has promised Chief Ren. The reason for this is unsuitable to be let out for the moment, but there’s no big secrets among the reasons. Seniors will know of the reasons yourself in days gone by.”

Fangzheng laughed aloud and replied, “A big disaster has disappeared, this is really the good fortune of Wulin. Looking at Chief Ren today, he doesn’t have any enmity towards our orhodox sects and schools and has changed his murderous way. This is very encouraging and a happy moment.”

Not knowing the reason made Chongxu’s heart itched. Hearing what Fangzheng said, he also felt that it was reasonable. “I’m not being overly anxious, but Sun Moon Sect is very sly and crafty. We should still be very careful. Maybe Chief Ren found out that we’re prepared and he’s afraid of being blown up, so he pretended to be nice today. Then when we’re not on our guard, he’d do a sneak attack. According to the two of you, can this happen?”

“This… person is hard to predict,” Fangzheng hesitated. “We must be on our guard.”

Linghu Chong shook his head. “No, it won’t happen.”

“Headmaster Linghu firmly believes this won’t happen, that’s very good then,” Chongxu said, but he was actually thinking otherwise in his heart.

After some time, reports from below the mountain came. The Sun Moon Sect party had gone past the waist of the mountain, and the people guarding the road didn’t receive the signal so they didn’t fight or explode the landmines. Chongxu ordered someone to inform Qingxu, Chenggao, and the people responsible for the nine dragons chair and the landmines to cut the fuses.

Linghu Chong asked Fangzheng and Chongxu to enter Wuse Convent and rest inside Guanyin Hall. Fangzheng perused the sanskrit ‘Jingang Manuscript’. Chongxu touched the ‘Zhen Wu Sword’ and studied the ‘Taiji Manuscript’, his joy was undescribably and gradually all his doubts and worries were forgotten.

All of a sudden, someone from underneath the offering table said, “Ah, Yingying, it’s you!”

Another person said, “Brother Chong, You… you… you…” They were the voices of the Peach Valley Six Fairies.

Linghu Chong gasped in surprise and jumped up from his chair.

But then he heard voices kept coming from underneath the offering table, “Brother Chong, my dad, he’s… he’s passed away.”

“What happened?”

“That day on Mount Huashan’s Peak of the Morning Sun, not long after you went down the mountain, my dad suddenly fell down from the Deity’s Palm. Brother Xiang and I caught him, not long after, he stopped breathing.”

“Then… then… someone plotted against him!”

“No. Brother Xiang said, he’s already old and had been suffering for many years under the West Lake. For the past few years, he had been completely engrossed in suppressing the various internal energies in his body, and it has actually taken a lot of energies out of him. This time, in order to destroy the five mountains sword schools, his mind has been occupied by this. His time is up.”

“I never thought this would happen.”

“That day on the Peak of the Morning Sun, Brother Xiang and ten elders discussed this and they unanimously elected me to be the Sun Moon Sect’s Chief.”

“So Chief Ren is actually Young lady Ren, not Mr. Ren.”

Just then when the Peach Valley Six Fairies were fighting to sit on the nine dragons chair, Fangzheng used the ‘Lion Roar’ backed by unsurpassed internal energy to shake them up. Chongxu was afraid they might let out the secret so he sealed their acupoints and put them under the offering altar. Unexpectedly, these six people’s inner energies were quite deep that they woke up not long after and heard the dialogue between Linghu Chong and ‘Chief Ren’. Now, they had revealed the words that were supposed to be kept secret.

When Fangzheng and Chongxu heard Ren Woxing had died and Yingying had taken up the Chief position, they were startled but happy at the same time. Yingying had given both of them precious gifts but she had given Linghu Chong some gown and shoes to wear, which were actually the wedding presents for their marriage. They still heard the Peach Valley Six Fairies talking one after another: “Brother Chong, I’ve come to Mount Heng-Shan today to see you. If the people from the orthodox path find out, they’ll jest about it.”

“Why’s that important? You can only become bashful.”

“No, I don’t want others to know.”

“Alright, I promise you not to say anything.”

“I ordered them to called out those cultured and kind warrior, benefiting the common people, what long live the chief, unify the Jianghu, so other people wouldn’t find out. I wasn’t being rude to your Heng-Shan School and Great Master Fangzheng and Priest Chongxu.”

“Don’t worry about that, Great Master and Priest won’t find out.”

“Also, Sun Moon Sect and Heng-Shan School, Shaolin School, Wudang School are turning from enemies into friends. I also don’t want others to say that it’s my idea. In Jianghu, people will definitely say that it’s because me… and you… and you is the reason, also the big fight was not fought, so I’ll be really embarassed.”

“Hehe, I’m not afraid.”

“Your skin is thick, so of course you’re not afraid. The news of dad passing away has been kept a secret by the Sun Moon Sect. Other people will only know my dad has come to Mount Heng-Shan and talked to you and reconciled with each other. This way my dad’s reputation will be increased. When I get back to Dark Wood Cliff, I’ll announce the death.”

“Right, then as son-in-law I’ll come to kowtow to him.”

“You can come, that’ll be best. That day at Mount Huashan on the Peak of the Morning Sun, my dad has personally agreed to our marriage, but… but after I agree…….”

Linghu Chong heard the six of them were gradually revealing Yingying and his wedding arrangement so he quickly shouted, “Peach Valley Six Fairies, you’re still not coming out, talking nonsense under there. I’m going to peel your skin and strip your flesh.”

But he still heard Peachtree Trunk Fairy sighed quietly and mimicking Yingying’s speech, “But I’m still worried about you. Dad hasn’t given you the method on how to harmonize the different internal energies. Actually, even if he had imparted it to you, it’s no use. Dad himself, sigh!” Peachtree Trunk Fairy pinched his throat and he sounded grieved. When Fangzheng, Chongxu, and Linghu Chong heard him, they couldn’t help becoming sad too. Ren Woxing was a strange warrior of this era, and even though he had done bad things all his life, it was still very sad for his life to have ended this way.

Linghu Chong’s feelings towards Ren Woxing was particularly strange. Even though he detested the way Ren Woxing handled his power and his overbearing behaviour, he still couldn’t help admiring his ability, especially his unscrupulous and independent nature which was quite like his own. The only difference was that he didn’t have the ambition of ‘unifying the Jianghu’.

At that moment, in the three people’s hearts, they all thought, “From time past, all the emperors, ministers, warriors, even bandits and murderers, they all die at the end.”

Peachtree Fruit Fairy squeezed his throat and said, “Brother Chong, I’m… ”

Chongxu felt that if they continued to talk then Linghu Chong would be embarassed. He laughed and said, “Peach Valley six brothers, sorry for the offence before. But enough with your talking, if you provoke Headmaster Linghu, he’ll seal your ‘lifelong mute acupoint’. I don’t think it’ll be worthwhile.”

Peach Valley Six Fairies were greatly startled. They asked in unison, “What’s a ‘lifelong mute acupoint’?”

“Once that ‘lifelong mute acupoint’ is sealed, you’ll be mute for the rest of your life and can’t speak anymore,” Chongxu answered. “But you’ll still be able to eat and drink.”

The Peach Valley Six Fairies shouted together, “Speaking is number one, eating and drinking are number two.”

“The words you said just before, you mustn’t say them again,” Chongxu advised. “Headmaster Linghu, on accord of Great Master Fangzheng and I, please don’t seal their ‘lifelong mute acupoint’. Great Master Fangzheng and I will vouch for them. The conversation between you and Young lady Ren that the six of them eavesdropped from underneath the offering altar, they won’t reveal a single word of it.”

Peachtree Flower Fairy said, “Injustice, injustice! We weren’t eavesdropping, the sound entered our ears so what can we do?”

“You’ve already heard it, no one cares about anything else,” Chongxu said. “But talking about it after hearing them, that you can’t do.”

Peach Valley Six Fairies said in unison, “Ok, ok! We won’t say it, we won’t say it.”

Peachtree Root Fairy said, “But Sun Moon Sect Sacred Chief, those two sentences that were changed, can we say it?”

“You can’t say it, definitely not!” Linghu Chong shouted.

Peachtree Branch Fairy mumbled, “Can’t say it then can’t say it. Only you and young lady Ren can say it, we can’t say it.”

Chongxu pondered, “Two sentences that were changed by Sun Moon Sect? Those sentences must be ‘Long live the Chief, unify the Jianghu’. Young lady Ren is the chief now, and she doesn’t want to unify Jianghu. But I wonder what they’ve been changed to?”

Three years later, at the Plum Manor on Mount Gu at the West Lake of Hangzhou, bright lanterns were hung and there was a gathering of beautifully dressed people. This day was the day Linghu Chong and Yingying were to be married. At this time, Linghu Chong had already given the Heng-Shan School’s headmaster position to Yiqing. Yiqing made every effort to give it to Yilin, saying Yilin had avenged Heng-Shan’s big enmity. For avenging their masters, she should get the headmaster position. But Yilin said she would never agree and cried. When all is said and done, they followed Linghu Chong’s idea and Yiqing was handed the headmaster position.

Yingying also resigned from being the Sun Moon Sect’s chief and gave it to Xiang Wentian. Even though Xiang Wentian was a stubborn person, he didn’t have any ambition to annex the orthodox sects. So over the last few years, Jianghu was peaceful.

Today, many Jianghu warriors had come to Plum Manor to congratulate them. After going through the ritual and finishing the banquet, it was time to have fun in the newlywed’s house. The crowd wanted the bride and groom to perform a swordplay. In this world, everyone knew Linghu Chong’s sword art was wonderful, and there were a lot of guests there who had not seen it yet.

Linghu Chong said, smiling, “Today, it’ll ruin the atmosphere if we use sabres and swords. The bride and I will play a song, how about that?”

The crowd cheered.

Linghu Chong took a yaoqin and gave Yingying a jade flute. Yingying didn’t lift her red cover, and extended her delicate hand to take the jade flute. She started playing a song with Linghu Chong. The tune they were playing was the ‘Smiling Proud Wanderer’. In these three years, Linghu Chong was under Yingying’s guidance in studying the qin and he was already quite good in playing this tune. Linghu Chong remembered of that day outside of Hengshan City out in the wilderness, he listened to Hengshan School Liu Zhengfeng and Sun Moon Sect elder Qu Yang playing this tune. The two of them were very friendly even though they were from different sects and both of them were finally killed. Today, he himself had married Yingying and no sect could stop them. Compared to the people who composed this tune, he was more fortunate. He also thought when Liu and Qu composed this tune together, they must’ve been doing it because of their sects’ separation and to erase the years of enmity between the sects. This time, the tune was being played by husband and wife, at last their wishes had been fulfilled. As he thought till here, the qin and flute became even more harmonious.

Most of the people in the crowd didn’t understand music, but they were very pleased to hear it. When the song was finished, they all clapped and cheered, and happily led the married couple to the newlywed room. Once the couple were in the room, they closed the door to the room.

Suddenly, a sad huqin sound rose from outside the wall. Linghu Chong happily said, “Martial uncle Mo Da…”

“Don’t make any noise,” Yingying whispered.

They heard the huqin sound playing the tune ‘Courtship*’ softly, but the mournful air of the song could be felt from start to finish. Linghu Chong were feeling very happy as he thought, “Martial uncle Mo Da really didn’t die. Today, he’s come to play this tune to congratulate Yingying and I getting married.”

(*Translator’s note: the chinese characters literally means ‘Male Phoenix seeking female Phoenix’. )

The huqin sound gradually went far until finally it couldn’t be heard anymore.

Linghu Chong turned around and gently lifted up Yingying’s red face cover. Yingying smiled captivatingly, with the red candles shining on her face, she looked beautiful as jade. She suddenly shouted, “Come out!”

Linghu Chong was perplexed. He thought, “What come out?”

Yingying laughed and shouted, “Still not coming out, I’m going to drench you!”

From under the bed, six people came out. They were the Peach Valley Six Fairies. They were hiding underneath the bed to hear to the newlywed’s conversation. Then they’d go back to the hall and relate to the crowd what the newlyweds were talking about. Linghu Chong’s mind was already drunk so he didn’t realise anything. Yingying was still careful and she was able to hear their breathing under the bed.

Linghu Chong laughed aloud and said, “Six Peach brothers, I almost got trapped by your ambush!”

Peach Valley Six Fairies walked out of the room and started shouting, “Long Live, husband and wife forever! Long Live, husband and wife forever!”

Chongxu was at the Flower Hall chatting to Fangzheng. When he heard the cries of the Peach Valley Six Fairies, he couldn’t help smiling. They had been keeping this a secret for three years and it was finally revealed now. This was the oath that Linghu Chong and Yingying had sword to that day in the Guanyin Hall. The oath that came from changing the two sentences of the Sun Moon Sect.

Four months later, it was evening during springtime. Grass was long and flowers were blossoming. Linghu Chong and Yingying were newlyweds, holding hands as they went to Mount Huashan. Linghu Chong wanted to bring his wife pay his respect to Grand martial uncle Feng Qingyang, and to kowtow to him for teaching him the sword art. But they had been going around Mount Huashan’s five peaks and three mountain ranges, searched every dell, but they didn’t find a single trace of Feng Qingyang’s track.

Linghu Chong was displeased.

“Grand martial uncle is a highly skillful person who’s out of this world, like a divine dragon that we can only see its head but unable to see its tail, so we don’t know where he’s gone to,” Yingying said.

Linghu Chong sighed. “Grand martial uncle definitely has a godly sword art. His internal energy cultivation can also be regarded as unmatched in this world. In the last three and a half years, I’ve been practising the inner energy he imparted to me. Those different types of energies are almost all gone.”

“Then we can thank Shaolin Temple Great Master Fangzheng,” Yingying replied. “Since we can’t find Grand martial uncle Feng, we’ll go to Shaolin Temple tomorrow and kowtow to Great Master Fangzheng to thank him.”

“Great Master Fangzheng brought the divine martial art and guided me in learning it, so he’s like a half master to me. We should give thanks to him.”

Yingying pursed her lips smiling. “Brother Chong, you still don’t understand. That skill you learned, it’s Shaolin School’s ‘Tendon Altering Sutra’ inner energy.”

“Ah!” Linghu Chong gasped and jumped up. “It’s… it’s ‘Tendon Altering Sutra’? How do you know?”

“That day I heard you said that the inner energy was given orally by Grand Martial uncle Feng to Peach Valley Six Fairies for them to bring to Great Master Fangzheng,” Yingying explained. “I had my doubts on this. That internal energy method is so profound and mysterious that when you’re practising it, nothing can go wrong in the slightest. If something goes wrong then you’ll fire deviate and lose your life. How is it possible to ask the Peach Valley Six Fairies to bring this and pass it on orally? The Peach Valley Six Fairies speak in a tangle, and how can they also talk clearly? Even though Great Master Fangzheng said it and it’s likely that grand martial uncle Feng forced them to memorise it, it’s still very dangerous. Later on, I asked these six brothers and they all said it’s true. But when I told them to recite a few sentences, one said they’ve forgotten it long ago, one said they can only tell Monk Fangzheng and can’t tell other people. The six of them said a few more words, but their words don’t match head to tail, and there were hundreds of discrepancies. Later, they revealed this by denying it, they said in order for Great Master Fangzheng to save your life, he didn’t want you to know and pretended Grand martial uncle Feng was the one who imparted this martial art. If you ask them about it, he asked them to keep it a secret.”

Linghu Chong’s mouth gaped wide open and he didn’t make any noise for a long time. Yingying continued, “But Grand martial uncle Feng calling them was true. But he called them to tell Great Master Fangzheng that the Sun Moon Sect was going to attack Heng-Shan, and he asked Shaolin and Wudang Schools to help.”

“You’re so bad,” Linghu Chong complained. “You knew about this a long time ago but you only said about this today.”

Yingying smiled. “That day in Shaolin Temple, you were very stubborn. Great Master Fangzheng wanted you to join Shaolin and make him your master, then he’d impart you with the ‘Tendon Altering Sutra’, but you said you wouldn’t agree. You brushed him away and walked out the door. If Great Master Fangzheng again mentioned this matter of imparting you with ‘Tendon Altering Sutra’, then he’s afraid your old stubborness would come out again, rather dying then learning it. Wouldn’t that be a waste? That’s why he was forced to use Grand martial uncle Feng’s name to make you think it was Huashan School’s inner energy method, and you’d learn it willingly.”

“Ah,” Linghu Chong understood now. “I know, you didn’t want to tell me this because you’re also afraid I’ll become stubborn and suddenly stop learning it? Since now you know the various inner energies is my body are almost gone, you told me everything.”

Yingying again pursed her lips smiling. “Your stubborness, everyone knows it mustn’t be provoked.”

Linghu Chong let out a long sigh and pulled on her hand. “Yingying, back then you gave up your life at Shaolin Temple so Great Master Fangzheng would impart me with ‘Tendon Altering Sutra’. Even though you didn’t die, Great Master Fangzheng had already agreed to you to do this. He’s a senior in Wulin and his words carry a lot of