Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Tu Pianpian was very upset because nothing had gone according to plan this evening. Everybody she had met from the Western Regions were weirdos, and her fellow disciples were disappointments. Dozens of them had went out to set up a trap but they still let her worst enemy sneak inside.
âShorty Deng, no more mystifying. Come out!â
The manâs voice sounded out loud and clear through the whole camp, but the tent he came out of happened to be the one closest to Tu Pianpian and the one that Gu Shenwei had temporarily hid in.
Gu Shenweiâs heart thumped. He didnât expect that there was an expert hiding behind him.
âI am Deng Yuanlei, part of the Qingcheng Sectâs 17th generation of disciples.â
Deng Yuanlei wasnât that tall, but he was still around half a head taller than Tu Pianpian and wasnât a dwarf at all. He was in his forties, had small eyes, a relatively flat nose, a slightly round face, and a thin beard; but his eyes were as sharp as newly forged swords, so bright and shiny that it was hard for others to look straight at them.
Just from the name âQingcheng Sect,â Gu Shenwei knew that there was trouble again. The Xia brothers who had assisted Shangguan Yun in the Wushan Mountains, Gu Feng who specialized in striking acupoints, and Yang Yingshu who wielded dual halberds and dual swords, were all disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, and their deaths were all related to the Dragon Army.
âHeh, is the Qingcheng Sect really something? Whatâs there to brag about?â Tu Pianpian raised her cane and waved twice. Over forty disciples of the Kongtong Sect immediately gathered in front of her. Some of them removed their disguises while others kept their disguises of old people on. âThey are from the Western Regions and have never heard ofthe big name of the Flashing Lightning Rolling Thunder, Deng Yuanlei.â
âNot really.â Deng Yuanleiâs sword-like eyes remained fixed on Gu Shenweiâs face. âThe Dragon King has dealt with quite a lot of the Qingcheng Sectâs disciples.â
âHmm, but they died too soon to mention your name,â Shangguan Fei rushed to say. One of the three Xia brothers had died in his hands, so he didnât want the Dragon King to give in to this man.
Tu Pianpian and a few other disciples of the Kongtong Sect laughed out loud. Deng Yuanlei kept his composure and said, âNo discord, no concord. Weâll get to know each other after a few more fights.â
Tu Pianpian looked around and said, âWhere are the others? The Qingcheng Sect likes to use many to defeat the few. Why are you here alone today?â
âI came to see if the Kongtong Sect was up to something. It turned out to be a contest with the Dragon King. My hands itched to join it so I came out. The others havenât arrived yet, and Sister Tu wonât use a large force to defeat a small one, will she?â
Han Fen, who had been silent, suddenly winked at the Dragon King, raised her head, and sniffed the air for a while before saying, âI can smell other disciples of the Qingcheng Sect. Heâs not the only one here. There are two more people in this tent, and one more in that tent. Ehh, there are several more behind the cesspit. They are too stinky to hide from me.â
Han Fen was very abnormal. The disciples of the Kongtong Sect had also noticed this when they captured her and now they couldnât help but retreat a few steps. Others also felt strange and had never heard of a particular sect having a unique smell.
Deng Yuanlei was obviously astonished, âHow did you knowâ¦â Before he caught himself he realized that he had actually admitted to having accomplices.
Tu Pianpian didnât believe Han Fen at first, but Deng Yuanleiâs reaction spoke for itself. She laughed out loud and said, âDisciples of the Qingcheng Sect, do not sneak around and embarrass your Ancestral Master anymore. Get out here!â
More than a dozen disciples of the Qingcheng Sect showed up one by one and stood behind Deng Yuanlei, somewhat sheepish and surprised.
The concealment methods of the Qingcheng Sect and Kongtong Sect were very average. Not long after Deng Yuanlei walked out of the tent, Gu Shenwei had discovered that there were others lurking around. To the killer, those hidden places were very obvious, and Han Fen had probably figured it out in a similar way. It was surprising that many people actually believed that it was because of her sniffing technique.
Deng Yuanlei looked Han Fen up and down and said, âHeh, the Waning Moon Hall does have its own unique skills after all. No wonder the Dragon King wants to save you.â
Han Fen smiled. âThe Dragon King wants to save me because Iâm his friend. Although he had a falling out with Master Commander, they may get back together again in the future. As long as the Dragon King is willing to bow his head, itâs easyâ¦â
Han Fen was loose-lipped, and Gu Shenwei had to stop her. âHan Fen.â
âHmm?â
âKeep your mouth shut until I let you speak.â
âHmm.â Han Fen replied in a muffled voice.
Deng Yuanlei looked at Han Fen for another while before turning back to the Dragon King. âDragon King, from the Western Regions to the Norland, several disciples of Qingcheng Sect have died in your hands. I have come a long way to seek an explanation.â
Gu Shenwei had lived in the Western Regions and fought openly and secretly with Golden Roc Castle for many years, and was long used to the killerâs rules. So he was quite perplexed by Deng Yuanleiâs demand. âThey helped my enemies. Did they not think that their lives would be in danger and expected me to be lenient?â
The Dragon Kingâs point of view came from Golden Roc Castle and Shangguan Fei felt that he was fully qualified to clarify a few points. âDo not tell me that you donât risk drowning if you swim every day; do not blame the Heavens if you fall into the abyss if you climb high mountains every day. Those who hold a saber must accept the risks of being stabbed and those who want to kill must be prepared to be killed. As kung fu practitioners, how do you not know such a simple truth? Why are you playing the role of the tyrant at will and expect others to not resist?â
Even Shangguan Ru felt that there was some truth in these words, but the disciples of the Kongtong Sect and Qingcheng Sect felt that they were quite strange. One of them said in a low voice, âWhat about the rules of Jianghu? You canât always solve problems through fighting and killing.â
âRules of Jianghu? The Dragon King is the Lord of the Western Regions. He has a queen, a counselor, many advisers, and thousands of soldiers to assist him. What rules of Jianghu does he need to follow? Besides, you are from the Central Plains. Since youâve come to the Western Regions and the Norland, you have to follow our rules.â Shangguan Fei refused to back down.
âHaha.â Deng Yuanlei had no intention of having a verbal fight, âAll right, letâs follow the rules of the Western Regions then and have a life and death duel. The loser should not hold grudges against the winner.â
Dog Butcher had listened while leaning on his crutches for a while, so now he let out a light breath and said, âFinally, we can play. Iâve been waiting for a long time.â
Since the trap had been seen through, Tu Pianpian, who was proud and arrogant, simply stopped mentioning it and cried out, âLetâs have a duel then. The one who survives is the winner and the dead ones are the loser. Direct and clear. We donât even need a witness.â
Dozens of men raised their weapons.
âHold on.â Seeing that Tu Pianpian might want to start a scuffle, Deng Yuanlei hastily slowed down the situation. âAlthough itâs a duel of the Western Regions, we still need some rules. The three parties can only choose one person from each side and no one else is allowed to interfere. What does the Dragon King think?â
Among the three sides, the Kongtong Sect had the most people, so Deng Yuanlei asked the Dragon King, who had the fewest helpers, first.
âIâm fine with that.â
Tu Pianpian snorted. As one of the elders of the Kongtong Sect, she was very confident in the martial arts of her sect and had never thought about starting a scuffle. âOf course it has to be this way. But itâs better to offer some stakes for the duel. The Dragon King has an antidote and we have a disciple of the Waning Moon Hall. What does the Qingcheng Sect have to offer?â
Deng Yuanlei swept the audience with gleaming eyes and seemed to have everything under control. âBring him out,â he ordered.
Another two disciples of the Qingcheng Sect came out from a tent. They had removed their disguises and was carrying a man who was staggering along the way.
Tu Pianpian was taken aback. âWhy is he in your hands?â
Deng Yuanlei smiled. âYour disciples all went out into the wilderness to set traps and gave us an opportunity.â
âIf anyone of the Kongtong Sect diesâ¦â
âSister Tu can rest assured. The disciples of the esteemed sect have been very cooperative and no one was injured.â
It turned out that this captive had been in the hands of the Kongtong Sect but was snatched away by the Qingcheng Sect on the way.
Gu Shenwei knew this captive and Shangguan Fei also recognized him. âSilver Condor? You⦠What happened to him?â
No one answered Shangguan Fei. Tu Pianpian and Deng Yuanlei were engaged in a duel between their glares. Han Fen made a muffled noise as if she had something to say.
âYou may speak now.â Gu Shenwei lifted her ban.
âI know, I know,â Han Fen exclaimed happily. âThis man called Silver Condor sneaked into the Waning Moon Hall but he was too clumsy. We found him as soon as he crossed the perimeter. We had a noisy fight. Then he tried to escape but was drugged by the Indra Fragrance. Just then a large crowd of people came and took Silver Condor away, and we were forced to move our home again.â
Tu Pianpian was actually fighting for the antidote for Silver Condor. Gu Shenwei was quite surprised but figured out the reason in an instant. âSo the people of the Central Plains came to the Norland to steal away the head of the Khan.
âNot only soâ¦â Dog Butcher answered but immediately swallowed the rest of his words after being glared at by the angry eyes of Tu Pianpian.
âThe Kongtong and Qingcheng Sects have arrived. Where are the other sects? Are they hiding somewhere and watching for fun?â Gu Shenwei suddenly felt more confident after understanding the other sideâs purpose.
âDonât worry about other people. Itâs just us three today. The winner takes all and the losers have to accept the results,â Tu Pianpian said.
This time it was Deng Yuanleiâs turn to be dissatisfied. âWait a moment.â
âWhat is it?â Tu Pianpian seemed very impatient as if the one who obstructed the duel was always others.
âSilver Condor knows the whereabouts of the Khanâs head. This disciple of the Waning Moon Hall knows how to detoxicate and can also provide many secrets. Both of them are very important. But the Dragon King is only offering an antidote as stakes. Isnât that a bit unfair?â
Seeing that the other side was targeting the Dragon King, Tu Pianpianâs anger was relieved a bit. âWhat do you say then?â
âThe Dragon King should also provide a person as stakes.â
Doctor Sun, who had been standing behind Shangguan Ru and Red Bat, sighed and came forward. âI knew that I couldnât just run away. Forget it, I wonât make it hard on the Dragon King. Just fight and Iâll go with the winner as long as I donât have to return to the Waning Moon Hall.â
Shangguan Fei disdainfully said, âOld Sun, you really know how to sail with the wind.â
âNot as well as Golden Roc Castle.â Doctor Sun didnât blush at all. âAnyway, only the one with the highest martial arts skills can protect me. The Dragon King probably thinks the same way, doesnât he?â
âThatâs right. If I canât defeat these guys, Iâm not eligible to protect you.â
âHeh, I hope that the Dragon King can win.â
Gu Shenwei nodded, âThis Divine Doctor Sun escaped from the Waning Moon Hall himself. Heâs proficient in both poison and medicine and can cure Silver Condor.â
This was exactly Deng Yuanlei wanted, so he said, âGood. Whoever wins will take the three of them.â
âThereâs no need to fight in turn. The three of you can play together and see who survives to the end,â Tu Pianpian announced loudly.
âWait.â The duel was destined to not be smooth. This time the one who interrupted was Dog Butcher.
âWait for what? We can talk about it later.â Tu Pianpian went on a rampage. âStop wasting time. Itâs going to be bright soon.â
âYes, but I think it would be more interesting to have one more person on each side, for six people in total.
Tu Pianpian immediately got what he meant. âYes, Dog Butcher and I will represent the Kongtong Sect. What about the Qingcheng Sect?â Without asking for the othersâ opinion, she had already decided that there would be six people joining the duel.
Deng Yuanlei didnât object either. He beckoned towards a young disciple to come over and said, âBrother Liu, Iâm afraid I have to trouble you.â
Deng Yuanlei behaved quite courteously. Tu Pianpian was a bit surprised, asking, âAre you the son of Sect Leader Liu?â
The young disciple bowed and said, âLiu Fangsheng greets Seniors Tu.â
âWill your father come after us if you die?â
âSince weâve made it clear that this is a duel, life and death will be decided by the Heavens and there will be no vengeance afterwards.â
Tu Pianpian then turned to the Dragon King, âWhat about you? Find yourself a helper.â
âPlease give me a hand, Instructor Shangguan.â
Shangguan Fei heaved a sigh of relief but meanwhile, he was perplexed. This was a fight to the death but his sister held no desire to kill. Asking her for help was tantamount to tying oneâs own hands and feet, so why would the Dragon King choose her as his partner?