Heaven-relying Sword And Dragon-slaying Sabre

Xu Da was taken aback. "What kind of virtue or ability does Subordinate have?" he hastily said, "How can I be worthy to accept such a generous gift from Jiaozhu?"

"Xu Dage," Zhang Wuji replied, "Please do not decline. I am giving this book on military strategy to you on behalf of the common people."

Xu Da held the book with trembling hands. Zhang Wuji continued, "There were two more lines in the saying circulating within the Wulin world: 'Yitian [relying on Heaven] does not appear, who can match its sharpness?' Presently, the Yitian Sword is broken into two; but someday someone will mend it. Hidden inside the Sword was a very fierce secret martial art manual. I also know the meaning of these last two lines. The Military Manual is to be used to drive the Tatars away. Somebody will seize the power. If it happens that the new ruler is abusing his newfound power, that he is simply replacing one tyrant with another, so that the common people are oppressed with great suffering, then there will come a day when a hero, wielding the Yitian Sword, will severe the head of that tyrant. Although by commanding millions of warriors the tyrant is able to overturn the world, he might not necessarily able to withstand one strike of the Yitian Sword. Xu Dage, I want you to remember what I said today."

Xu Da's back was streaming with cold sweats; he did not dare to decline anymore. "Subordinate will cautiously observe Jiaozhu's instructions today," he said. With full respect he placed the Wumu Legacy on the table, kneeled down and kowtowed to it four times before respectfully thanking Zhang Wuji again for bestowing the book to him.

Hereafter, Xu Da did indeed command his troops with a divine skill; consecutively defeated the Yuan army, until finally he held the commander-in-chief position in the expedition to the north, driving away the Mongolians beyond the Great Wall. His prestige shook the northern desert, establishing meritorious achievement of his generation. Henceforth the Ming Cult was admired by the heroes of the Central Plains. Everywhere Zhang Wuji issued his order, nobody dared to disobey. For the last several hundred years the Ming Cult was held in contempt by the common people; they were considered demonic and heretical. After this heaven-turning-and-earth-shaking huge change, the Ming Cult became the leader of the heroes and warriors of the Central Plains, became the driving force behind the resurgence's great mission. Later on, Zhu Yuanzhang turned double-minded and repeatedly schemed to ascend the throne. Even so, the Ming Cult people were the ones helping him to take back the country [here, the word is 'jiang shan' – river and mountain]; therefore, he could not help but choose the character 'Ming' [bright] as his dynasty name. From the first year of Ming Dynasty's Emperor Hongwu [reign name of Zhu Yuanzhang] to the seventeenth year of Emperor Chongzhen [the last emperor of Ming Dynasty], 277 years of ruling the land under the heavens [i.e. China], it was because of the Ming Cult.

That evening, the multitude of heroes ate and drank until dawn; it was not until they were drunk did they go to their rooms to rest. Toward the afternoon, one by one they took their leave from Kong Wen and Kong Zhi. Zhang Wuji saw that the Emei disciples were like sheep without a shepherd, his heart was sorrowful. He also saw Song Qingshu was still lying on the stretcher; it was unclear whether he was still alive or had already died. Thereupon he went near them and said to Jing Hui, "Let me examine Song Dage's injury."

Jing Hui coldly said, "The cat weeps for the dead mouse. You don't need to shed crocodile tears."

Zhou Dian happened to be nearby; he could not restrain himself from cursing, "For the sake of old friendship with your Zhang Men [Sect Leader], our Jiaozhu is willing to treat this surnamed Song's injury. Actually, everybody has the right to kill this kind of renegade and betrayer-of-father disciple. What is a wicked nun like you prattling about?"

Jing Hui was about to retort; but then she saw Zhou Dian's rogue looking ugly countenance, she was afraid he might be persistently unreasonable. If a fight broke, she would unavoidably be at a disadvantage; therefore, suppressing her anger she laughed coldly and said, "From generation to generation, our Emei Pai's Zhang Men has always be 'clear-as-ice-and-clean-as-jade' virgin. If Zhou Zhang Men did not maintain her moral integrity and chastity, how can she be our school's Zhang Men? Humph, if this kind of traitor Song Qingshu stayed with our Sect, he might smear Zhou Zhang Men's reputation. Li Shizhi [martial nephew], Long Shizhi, please return this fellow to Wudang Pai!"

The two Emei disciples carrying Song Qingshu complied. Lifting up the stretcher, they brought it to Yu Lianzhou and set it down in front of him before promptly returning to their group. Everybody was stunned.

"Wh … what?" Yu Lianzhou asked, "He is not your Zhang Men's husband?"

"Humph," Jing Hui hatefully said, "How could our Zhang Men even look at a man like that? She was unbearably angry to that kid Zhang Wuji for breaking faith and running away from their wedding; humiliating our Sect in front of the heroes from all over the world. It was then that she deceived this kid to come and pretend to be her husband. Who would have thought … humph, humph, if we had only known, why should our Zhang Men endure this notoriety? Presently, she … she …"

Zhang Wuji had been listening from the side with a dull expression on his face; he could not restrain himself from stepping forward and asking, "You said Mrs. Song … she … she is not really Mrs. Song?"

Jing Hui turned her head and hatefully said, "I am not talking to you."

Right this moment, Song Qingshu, who was still lying on the stretcher, stirred and moaned, "Is … is Zhang Wuji killed?"

"On your dream!" Jing Hui sneered, "Death is at your door, you are still thinking about pretty face."

Seeing Jing Hui was emotional and her speech was incoherent, in low voice Yin Liting asked another female disciple of Emei, Bei Jinyi, "Bei Shimei [martial (younger) sister), what had actually happened?"

Bei Jinyi was a good friend of Ji Xiaofu. As Yin Liting asked her, she hesitated for a long time before saying, "Jing Hui Shijie [martial (older) sister), Yin Liu Xia is not an outsider. Let Xiao Mei [little sister – referring to self] explain to him, all right?"

"What outsider or not outsider?" Jing Hui replied, "He is not an outsider, we must explain it to him. He is an outsider, we must explain it to him even more. Our Zhou Zhang Men is clean and pure; she has nothing to do with this crafty villain surnamed Song. All of you have seen the 'shou gong sha' [lit. gecko/house lizard sand, 'chastity mark'?] on Zhang Men's arm with your own eyes. We must make this fact known to the Wulin people all over the world, so that our Emei Pai's hundred years of uprightness will not be blemished …"

Yin Liting thought, "This Jing Hui Shitai's mind is jumbled; her speech is somewhat confusing." Thereupon he said to Bei Jinyi, "Bei Shimei, since that is the case, could you elaborate more? How did my Song Shizhi get involved with your precious Pai? What relationship did he have with your precious Pai's Zhang Men? Someday Xiao Xiong [lit. little/humble elder brother] must report to our Shifu. This matter concerns both of our Sects; I think it will be better not to damage the friendship between the two parties."