At dusk one day, Linghu Chong looked down from the cliff as usual and saw two figures coming toward the cliff in great speed. The one in front was in a skirt and obviously was a woman. Both of them had excellent Qing-Gong[1] skills. To them, the steep slope and precipices were just like leveled ground. Linghu Chong stared some more and then realized that they were actually none other than Master and Master-Wife.
"Master, Master-Wife!" in great joy, he called out loudly.
Only a few moments later, Yue Buqun and Madam Yue leapt onto the cliff. Madam Yue had a meal basket in her hand. According to generations of traditional Huashan Sword School rules, when someone was being punished to meditate on the "Cliff of Contemplation," other than bringing food to him, none of his apprentice brothers would be allowed to come up the cliff to chat with him. Even the apprentice student of the one being punished would be restricted from coming up to pay his respect to his Master. Who would have thought that the Yue Buqun couple actually came up the cliff themselves?
Unable to hide his shear joy, Linghu Chong rushed forward and knelt down, embracing Yue Buqun's legs into his arms.
"Master, Master-Wife, I missed you so much!" he cried out.
Yue Buqun's eyebrows knitted into a straight line. He always knew that this top apprentice of his was forthright and sincere with his feelings and was never strong at self-discipline, which was exactly the major barrier for studying advanced Huashan style Qi-Gong. [2] Before the Yue couple came up the cliff, they had already inquired about the cause of his illness. Although none of the apprentices had a straightforward answer, from the combined information from everybody's words, they had already figured out that it must have something to do with Yue Lingshan. After checking in details with their daughter and only getting hums and haws as her answer, they came to the same conclusion. Now seeing the revelation of Linghu Chong's true feelings, Yue Buqun could tell that apparently in the last half a year, Linghu Chong had not progressed at all during his stay on the "Cliff of Contemplation". Feeling somewhat displeased, he let out a snort.
Madam Yue reached out and propped Linghu Chong up. Seeing Linghu Chong's thin and pallid face, so different from the face that had glowed with health and radiated vigor on normal days, she couldn't help but pity him.
"Chong, your Master and I just got back from the far northeast and heard that you have been quite ill. Have you recovered yet?" she asked in a soft tone.
"I am all recovered now." Linghu Chong felt a stream of warmth coursing through his body and teardrops starting to emerge in his eyes. "Master, Master-Wife, you two must have had a tiring journey, and as soon as you got back today, you are already coming up…coming up to see me." In great excitement, he choked with sobs and turned his head away to wipe off his tears.
Madam Yue took out a bowl of ginseng soup from the meal basket. "The soup is made with stewed wild ginsengs from the far northeast. It will be very good nourishment for you. Go ahead and drink some," she said.
Realizing that Master and Master-Wife had carried the ginsengs over a very long distance from the far northeast and had thought of letting him take it before everyone else, he was so grateful that when he took the soup from Master-Wife, his hand trembled slightly and spilled a little of the ginseng soup. Madam Yue reached for the bowl so she could feed him, but Linghu Chong quickly finished the soup in big swallows.
"Many thanks, Master and Master-Wife!" he uttered.
Yue Buqun stretched his arm out and placed his finger on Linghu Chong's wrist to check on his pulse, but his pulse was slick and speedy, which could only mean that Linghu Chong's inner energy level actually slipped back quite a bit. Yue Buqun was even more displeased, but he only said dryly, "Yeah, he has recovered."
After a short while, Yue Buqun asked, "Chong, what did you do during the several months you spent on the 'Cliff of Contemplation?' How come your inner energy level not only did not progress, and quite on the contrary, has slipped a lot?"
"Master and Master-Wife, please pardon me!" Linghu Chong said, bowing his head down.
"Chong had fallen ill. He hasn't fully recovered yet. Of course his inner energy would suffer. Do you actually expect the more severely he had fallen ill, the better his Kung Fu would have become?"
Yue Buqun shook his head and explained, "I wasn't talking about if he's healthy or not. I am talking about his mastery of inner energy, which has nothing to do with whether he falls ill or not. Our school's Qi-Gong is quite different from other schools. As long as one keeps practicing it with devotion, he can progress even in his sleeps, let along the fact that Chong has been practicing our school's Qi-Gong for over ten years. He shouldn't have gotten sick unless he has incurred external wounds. In short…in short, it would still attribute to his not being able to control his emotions and desires."
Madam Yue knew her husband was right, so she said to Linghu Chong, "Chong, your Master has repeatedly advised you to practice Qi-Gong and sword arts diligently. He punished you to meditate on top of the 'Cliff of the Contemplation,' but it isn't really a punishment. He just wished that without any outside interference, your Qi-Gong and your sword skills would advance by leaps and bounds within the one-year period. Who would have thought…thought…alas…!"
Linghu Chong felt very embarrassed. "I am sorry. I realize my mistake now. I will practice with all my heart starting from today," he said with his head down.
Yue Buqun spoke again. "There have been more and more turmoil in the Martial World these days. During the last several years, your Master-Wife and I went on many journeys and tried to smooth things up, but the root of the trouble remains and is difficult to get rid of. We believe that in the near future, big disasters are simply inevitable. We were both deeply concerned." He paused for a moment and then continued. "You are the first apprentice of our sword school. Master-Wife and I both have great expectations for you. We hope that one day you'll be able to share some of the responsibilities and tasks with us and gain great fame for our Huashan Sword School. But all you did was to tangle yourself with love affairs, neglecting your existing Kung Fu, not striving to make progress. You have really disappointed us."
Seeing the deeply worried expression on his Master's face, Linghu Chong felt even more frightened and embarrassed. He immediately knelt down. "I…I am so sorry that I disappointed Master and Master-Wife!"
Yue Buqun reached out and propped him up, smiling. "It's good that you realize your mistake. Half a month from now, I will come back to check on your sword skills." Right after those words, he turned around and headed down the cliff.
"Master, there's this…," Linghu Chong called out, wanting to report the drawings in the back cave and the man in the green robe. Yue Buqun waved him off and then walked away.
"You must practice hard and truly master the sword moves. This is something that will affect your entire future life. You must not take it lightly," Madam Yue urged in a low voice.
"Yes, Master-Wife…," Linghu Chong answered and was about to tell her the sword moves on the rock wall and the man in the green robe. Madam Yue pointed at Yue Buqun's receding figure in a smile and waved her hand. She then turned around and caught up with her husband in big strode.
Linghu Chong thought to himself, "Why did Master-Wife say that how I practice sword moves would affect my entire future life and that I must not take it lightly? Why did Master-Wife wait till Master had left and then urged me behind Master's back? Could it be…could it be…?"
A thought suddenly emerged in his head and his heart started thumping heavily while his cheeks burned with embarrassment. He didn't dare to develop that thought, but hope still rose in his heart.
"Is it possible that because Master and Master-Wife know I got ill for little apprentice sister's sake and have decided to betroth little apprentice sister to me? But the criteria is that I must work hard on my Kung Fu skills, and become capable of carrying on Master's legacy in both Qi-Gong and sword arts. Master probably thought that it was inappropriate to speak it out. Master-Wife considers me her own son, that's why she urged me behind his back. Otherwise, what else could have effects on my entire future life?" At that thought, he found himself in high spirit.
He drew his sword and picked a couple of the most advanced sword art forms Master had taught him to practice. But the drawings on the rock wall in the back cave had been so deeply engraved in his mind, regardless of which move he used he would naturally remember the many ways how others could break the move with. In the middle of the form, he withdrew his sword and held it still in the air, thinking, "I didn't get a chance to tell Master and Master-Wife about the drawings on the rock wall in the back cave this time. When they come up the cliff again half a month later, they must be able to answer my questions and rid my doubts after they study the drawings carefully."
Even though Madam Yue's words greatly encouraged him, he didn't progress much with his practice of Qi-Gong and sword arts during the half-month period. He kept going off into wild flights of fancy everyday.
"If Master and Master-Wife betrothed little apprentice sister to me, I wonder, in her own mind, whether she would agree to it or not. If we can really become husband and wife, would she forget her love to apprentice brother Lin? Well, apprentice brother Lin has only joined our school recently. He was only asking her for her advice on sword arts and sometimes chatting with her so she doesn't get bored. They don't really have true love between them. And how could that relationship compare to the relationship between little apprentice sister and I, when we grew up together and spent over ten years together everyday? That day, I almost got killed by Yu Canghai's palm strike, and thanks to apprentice brother Lin's interference with his shouting, I barely escaped death. I'd better never forget that and treat him well. If he ever gets into danger, even if I have to risk my own life, I'll definitely step forward to save him."
Half a month went by quickly. In an afternoon, the Yue Buqun couple came up the cliff again. Coming together with them were also Shi Daizi, Lu Dayou, and Yue Lingshan. Noticing that the little apprentice sister came together with them, Linghu Chong's voice trembled when he greeted Master and Master-Wife.
Madam Yue could tell that Linghu Chong had a high morale. His complexion was also completely different compared to half a month ago. She nodded with a smile and said, "Lingshan, go fill the rice bowl for your big apprentice brother. Let him have a full stomach before he demonstrates his sword skills."
"Yes." Yue Lingshan answered. She carried the meal basket into the cave and sat it on the big rock. After taking out the bowls and utensils, she filled a bowl with rice.
"Big apprentice brother, you can eat now!" she said with a smile.
"Many…many thanks!" Linghu Chong replied.
"Why? Do you still have a fever? Why is your voice trembling when you speak?" Yue Lingshan grinned.
"It…it's nothing," Linghu Chong answered as he thought to himself, "If you will always be by my side when I eat for the many days and nights after, I won't be asking for anything else in my entire life." Not in the mood for food at the moment, he quickly finished the bowl of rice.
"Let me fill you another one," Yue Lingshan suggested.
"No, thanks! Master and Master-Wife are still waiting for me outside." Linghu Chong declined.
After Linghu Chong came out of the cave, he found Master and Master-Wife sitting on a big rock abreast. He went in front of them and bowed to salute. He wanted to say something, but then decided that no words would be appropriate. Lu Dayou winked at him with happiness piled upon his face.
"Sixth apprentice brother must have gotten some inside information and is feeling happy for me," Linghu Chong thought.
Yue Buqun had his eyes fixed onto Linghu Chong's face. After a long while he finally said, "Gengming came back from Chang-An[3] yesterday and said that Tian Boguang has just committed several big crimes in Chang-An."
"Tian Boguang has come to Chang-An? He won't be doing anything good for sure." Linghu Chong was surprised.
"Of course not! He burglarized seven families in a single night in the town of Chang-An. I wouldn't have minded that much if he was simply stealing, but he left his handwriting on every family's walls saying, 'Borrowed by Ten Thousand Miles Loner – Tian Boguang'," Yue Buqun exclaimed.
"What?" Linghu Chong uttered a cry. He said angrily, "The town of Chang-An is right next to Mount Huashan. He obviously left those words to defame our Huashan Sword School. Master, let's…."
"Do what?" Yue Buqun asked.
"Master and Master-Wife are honorable masters, and it's not worthy to dirty your sword for such a low life scoundrel. But my Kung Fu is not good enough to match the villain, besides that I am still being punished and can't go down the cliff to look for him. That gives the villain the freedom to be on a rampage at the foot of Mount Huashan. This is so exasperating!"
"If you do have the confidence to kill that villain, of course I will let you go down the cliff and make amends for your faults with good deeds," Yue Buqun replied. "Go ahead and show us the 'Unrivaled and Unmatched, The Thrust of Ning' your Master-Wife taught you. In the last half a year, you probably have grasped sixty to seventy percent of it. Once your Master-Wife gives you some more pointers, you might not lose to the villain Tian."
Linghu Chong was taken by a shock. He thought to himself, "Master-Wife never taught me that move." But after thinking about it a bit more, he understood, "On that day when Master-Wife demonstrated that move, even though she didn't pass it on to me formally, with my training and knowledge in our school's Kung Fu skills, I should have understood the key aspects of the sword move. Master reckoned that during the half year of practicing and polishing, I should have mastered most of it."
He repeated the name "Unrivaled and Unmatched, The Thrust of Ning" back and forth in his head, and cold sweats started to emerge on his forehead. When he had first come up the cliff, he did ponder upon the fascinating techniques of that move many times and also practiced it several times. But ever since he discovered the drawings on the rock wall in the back cave, in his heart, he had been convinced with no doubt that each and every sword moves of the Huashan Sword School could be defeated. The move "Unrivaled and Unmatched, The Thrust of Ning" would especially suffer a crushing defeat. So, naturally, he had lost confidence in the sword move. Several times when the words "That move is useless. Others can break it easily." came to his tongue, he swallowed them back. He really couldn't criticize Master-Wife's highly valued sword move in front of Shi Daizi and Lu Dayou.
"You haven't mastered that move yet? That's quite alright. That sword move represents the most advanced techniques and skills of our Huashan style Kung Fu. Your Qi-Gong is not that advanced yet, it's only natural that you haven't gotten it right. Give it some time, and you will get there," noticing the strange expression on Linghu Chong's face, Yue Buqun commented.
"Chong, don't you want to thank your Master? He has agreed to teach you the secret formula for the Divine Art of Violet Twilight," Madam Yue said with a smile.
"Yes! Many thanks to you, respectful Master!" Linghu Chong said in shock and quickly knelt down.
Yue Buqun reached out and stopped Linghu Chong from kneeling down. "Divine Art of Violet Twilight is our school's most advanced Qi-Gong technique," he said with a bright smile. "The reason why I didn't teach you that rashly wasn't because I wanted to keep it to myself. It was because once someone starts training with this Qi-Gong, he mustn't have any distracting thoughts and must stay focused on advancing the skills. Any delay in the middle of the training would cause great harm to the practitioner and usually send him into a self-conflicting state. Chong, let me first see how your Kung Fu skills have progressed in the past half a year, then I will decide if I'll teach you the secret formula for the Divine Art of Violet Twilight."
Shi Daizi, Lu Dayou, and Yue Lingshan all showed great admiration on their faces when they heard that the big apprentice brother got to learn the Divine Art of Violet Twilight. All three of them knew that the Divine Art of Violet Twilight had magnificent powers. It was well said, "Nine skills of Huashan, Violet Twilight leads them all." Although they were all aware that among all the apprentices, nobody's Kung Fu skills were even close to Linghu Chong's. There was no doubt that Linghu Chong would get the mantle from the Master and become the Head Master of Huashan Sword School in the future, they still didn't expect Master to teach him the number one skill of Huashan Sword School so soon.
"Big apprentice brother works very hard. Every time when I bring the food up, I always saw big apprentice brother meditating to practice breathing exercises or practicing sword arts," Lu Dayou claimed.
Yue Lingshan threw a sharp, sideways glance at Lu Dayou and made a face to him behind everyone's back, thinking, "You Monkey Six! You are lying to their faces. You just want to help big apprentice brother anyway you can."
"Chong, draw you sword! The three of us will be fighting Tian Boguang soon. We are really making a frantic last-minute effort here. Even though we are sharpening the spear only before going into battle, it is still better than not sharpening it at all." Madam Yue grinned.
"Master-Wife, did you say the three of us are going to be fighting Tian Boguang?" Linghu Chong asked in shock.
"You challenge him in the front, and your Master and I will help you behind the scenes. No matter who kills him, we will all say that you killed him, so our fellow martial people in the Martial World won't say that your Master and I were lowering ourselves to pick a fight with him." Madam Yue explained.
"That's awesome!" Yue Lingshan put her hands together and grinned. "Since Dad and Mom are going to help out behind the scenes, then I'd have the courage to challenge him too! After he's dead, we'll just all say that I am the one who did it. That would be so nice!"
"Are you jealous? You want to enjoy the unearned gain, don't you?" Madam Yue laughed. "Your big apprentice brother has embraced untold dangers and fought with the fellow Tian Boguang for several hundred rounds. He knows Tian Boguang's actual skills very well. Can you do that with just your little bit of Kung Fu? You are just a little girl. I don't even want to hear the villain's name mentioned out of your mouth, not mentioning having you fight him."
All of a sudden, she thrust her sword at Linghu Chong and the sword tip almost reached Linghu Chong's solar plexus. A second ago, she had been talking to her daughter in smiles, who would have expected that a second later, she had already drawn her long sword and thrust it at Linghu Chong's vital point.
Linghu Chong also reacted very quickly. In an instant, he had drawn his own sword and blocked away the attack. With a loud clanking sound, the two swords clashed in the air and Linghu Chong took a step back with his left foot.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, and swish!" Madam Yue attacked six times continuously.
"Clank, clank, clank, clank, clank, and clank!" Linghu Chong blocked six times.
"Start your counter-attack!" Madam Yue yelled out and suddenly changed her fighting style by raising the sword high and slashing and chopping it down in great speed. Those weren't a part of Huashan style sword arts.
Linghu Chong understood immediately that Master-Wife was performing Tian Boguang's fast knife chops to help him comprehend ways to break them and thus put the enemy to death. Madam Yue's attacks became faster and faster and it was almost impossible to distinguish the connection between each moves.
"Dad, Mom's moves are really fast, but aren't those still sword moves, not knife moves? I am afraid Tian Boguang's knife chops won't be like that," Yue Lingshan said to her father.
"Tian Boguang has outstanding Kung Fu skills. It's not an easy task to imitate his knife chop moves," Yue Buqun explained with a slight smile. "Your mother is not really imitating his knife arts. She is only focusing on the 'fast' part of it and performing the 'fast' part incisively and vividly. In order to rid Tian Boguang, the key lies not in how to break his knife arts, but in how to restrain the speed of his knife moves. Look at that, perfect timing! Graceful Phoenix!"
Yue Buqun noticed that Linghu Chong had slightly lowered his left shoulder while retracting his right elbow and pointing his left hand fingers to the side, then the move Graceful Phoenix immediately followed. That was the perfect move to use at the exact moment. In immense joy, he shouted out the name of the move. But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Linghu Chong's thrust appeared weak and crooked. The thrust failed to penetrate the net weaved by Madam Yue's sword.
"What a terrible execution of the move," Yue Buqun heaved a sigh and thought aloud.
Madam Yue showed no mercy whatsoever. With three quick thrusts, she sent Linghu Chong into a frantic rush. Seeing that Linghu Chong had executed every sword move in a flustered way and that none of the moves were well organized, three out of ten moves were actually not Huashan style sword art moves at all, Yue Buqun soon had a ghastly expression on his face.
Although Linghu Chong's sword moves were really disorganized, he managed to block the swift and fierce attacks by Madam Yue. After he retreated next to the rock wall and had no more space to retract to, he gradually started his counter-attack. When a chance suddenly presented itself, he immediately attacked with the move Green Pines Welcoming Guests. His sword tip seemed to have transformed into countless sparks and pelted toward Madam Yue's tempos.
A loud bang exploded as Madam Yue blocked the attack with her sword. She quickly waved her sword in front of herself for protection. Madam Yue knew well that the move Green Pines Welcoming Guests had several powerful additional techniques. Although Linghu Chong had mastered that move well and would never really hit her with it, it was still a tough move to defend, so she changed into a defending stance from the previous attacking stance and waited in great focus. But who would have thought that Linghu Chong's long sword came in such a slow speed with no strength attached – it didn't even pose a threat.
"Execute your moves attentively. What the heck are you imagining in your head?" Madam Yue yelled and slashed her sword three times. Seeing that Linghu Chong jumped around and dodged those moves, she shouted, "What kind of Green Pines Welcoming Guests was that? Have you returned all your sword training back to your Master because of your illness?"
"Sorry!" Linghu Chong replied as he returned the attack with two of his own thrusts. His face was covered with embarrassment.
Noticing that Master's face look more and more discontented, Shi Daizi and Lu Dayou were both worried. Rustling sounds rose suddenly as Madam Yue began circling around the field. Her green skirt seemed to have transformed into a blurry green shadow. Reflections from her sword glimmered, and because of her great speed, all of her sword moves became indistinct.
Linghu Chong's brain seemed to have become a pool of muddle. All kinds of thoughts flashed by in his head and created chaos. "If I use Galloping Steeds, the opponent can use the brilliant level blocking move to overcome it. If I use the sideway thrust, I'd undoubtedly be getting a terrible wound." As soon as he thought of a sword move from the Huashan sword art, he couldn't help but remember a move on the rock wall that would break the sword move. The reason why he gave up halfway when he used the moves Graceful Phoenix and Green Pines Welcoming Guests was because he had remembered the different ways that can be used to break those two moves. He had become very scared, thus instinctively, he would stop half way through the execution and retract into a defending stance.
Madam Yue had used the fast sword moves hoping to lead him into using the "Unrivaled and Unmatched, The Thrust of Ning" to beat the opponent and claim victory, but Linghu Chong simply blocked using random moves. He simply wasn't focused. It appeared as if he was completely terror-stricken and scared out of his wit. She had long known that Linghu Chong had great courage and was the fear-nothing type. She had never seen him fight like this before.
"Don't you want to use that move?" greatly annoyed, Madam Yue yelled out loudly.
"Yes Ma'am!" Linghu Chong answered as he thrust his sword straightforward. The way he used the technique and the way the sword traveled matched the move created by Madam Yue – Unrivaled and Unmatched, The Thrust of Ning – exactly.
"Good!" Madam Yue shouted. She knew this move was an ultimately swift and fierce one, so she dared not to take it head on, but instead, dodged to the side and shot out a back prick.
But meanwhile, Linghu Chong was actually thinking to himself, "This move is not going to work. It's useless. It will only get me a crushing defeat."
Suddenly, a tremendous shock came from his wrist and his long sword flew out of his grip into the air. "Ah…!" in astonishment, Linghu Chong burst out a cry.
Wasting no time, Madam Yue immediately thrust her sword straight forth. The force of the thrust sent the blade whistling through the air. It was none other than the move she had created – Unrivaled and Unmatched, The Thrust of Ning. But this time, the power of the move was even greater than when she first created the move the other day.
Ever since she created that proud move of hers, she had been pondering over the move every single day about how to make it faster and how to make it more powerful so that the thrust would guarantee a hit that the enemy would have no chance of dodging or blocking. She was completely outraged when she saw how Linghu Chong executed this proud move of hers – the beginning part looked similar, but half way through, the core part turned out to be completely different. It was almost like someone tried to draw a tiger and ended up with the likeness of a dog. Linghu Chong had acted like a good-for-nothing fellow and had executed an extremely powerful killer move in a wretched and sloppy way. In great rage, she decided to execute the move herself instead.
Although she didn't intend to hurt her apprentice, the move was simply too powerful. Before the tip of the sword even reached the target, the energy coming from the sword had completely enveloped Linghu Chong's entire body.
Yue Buqun could tell that Linghu Chong had no way of dodging or blocking the attack, not mentioning putting together a counter-attack. On the other day when Madam Yue's sword touched Linghu Chong's clothes, she immediately shocked the sword into pieces with her inner energy. But the thrust today had all the energy focused right on the sword tip. In that mode, Madam Yue might not be able to pull it back.
"Oh, no!" Yue Buqun groaned inwardly as he drew the sword by his daughter's waist in a rush and took a step forward. He was ready to jump forth to block Madam Yue's sword if it would reach half a foot further. He and Madam Yue had been fellow apprentice before, so their skill levels weren't that far apart from each other. Even though Yue Buqun was slightly better, since Madam Yue was already half way into her move, he had no certainty of successfully blocking the thrust away. All he could do was to wish inwardly that Linghu Chong would only be slightly wounded.
In the nick of time, Linghu Chong's fingertip happened to touch the sheath hung by his waist. He slightly bent his knees to lower his body and then aimed the sheath straight at Madam Yue's sword tip. This posture was exactly the same one as the drawing on the rock wall in the back cave – the staff wielding man aimed his staff straight at the opponent's sword tip so the staff and the sword made a perfect straight line; once the two forces collided, the sword would have to break in half. Linghu Chong's head was already in chaos with the many images of the moves drawn on the rock wall flashing back and forth. After his sword was knocked out of his grip, seeing Madam Yue's thunder-like attack heading toward his way, he had no idea how to dodge the attack, so in order to save his own life, he naturally remembered the move drawn on the rock wall without thinking. The attack came in great speed; his counter move also happened in great speed. There was really no time for him to even think much about it, much less looking for a staff. Since his fingertip happened to touch the sheath, he immediately aimed the sheath at the sword in a straight line. Even if his fingertip had happened to touch a block of mud or a straw, he would have used the same move to aim it at the sword in a straight line. Once the move was out, it naturally gathered his strength around his arms, and with a clanking sound, the sword went right into the sheath. It turned out that in panic, Linghu Chong didn't even think about turning the sheath around. As soon as he grabbed onto the sheath, he immediately aimed it at the coming sword tip, and had actually aimed the opening end of the sheath at the sword; that was why Madam Yue's long sword didn't break in half but instead went straight into the sheath.
In great bewilderment, Madam Yue only felt a great pain coming from her palm while her sword being taken out of her grip by Linghu Chong using the sheath. The move Linghu Chong used contained many additional techniques, and by then Linghu Chong had lost control of himself. Almost instinctively, he jabbed the sheath forward toward Madam Yue's throat, and the weapon on its way toward Madam Yue's throat was none other than the handle of her own sword.
Half astonished and half outraged, Yue Buqun waved his long sword and knocked it onto the sheath in Linghu Chong's grip. He used the Divine Art of Violet Twilight with this hit. Linghu Chong only felt a stream of warmth surged through his body and had no choice but to stumble three big steps back until he lost his balance and sat down on the ground heavily. The sheath, together with the sword in it, broke into several pieces before falling to the ground. Right at the instant, in a white flash, the long sword in the air fell with its tip pointing down and went all the way into the ground, leaving only the handle showing above ground. Shi Daizi, Lu Dayou, and Yue Lingshan were simply dazzled by the unexpected scene.
Yue Buqun rushed in front of Linghu Chong. Reaching out with his right hand, he slapped Linghu Chong hard on each of his cheeks.
"You dirty swine! What were you doing?" he yelled in rage.
Linghu Chong felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground. As soon as he regained himself, he knelt down on the ground.
"Master, Master-Wife, please forgive me."
Yue Buqun's anger exploded. "In the last half a year, what contemplation have you been pondering over and what Kung Fu have you been practicing?" he shouted furiously.
"I…I didn't…didn't practice any Kung Fu," Linghu Chong answered in terror.
"Where did you get your wild imagination to create that move against your Master-Wife?" Yue Buqun asked again in a stern voice.
"I…I didn't think. In the urgency, I just happened…happened to use it," Linghu Chong answered haltingly.
Yue Buqun heaved a sigh. "I figured that you just happened to use it without much thinking. That's why I am getting very angry. Do you know that you have gone on to the evil way and might not be able to extricate yourself?"
"Master, would you please explain?" Linghu Chong bowed his head down.
After quite a long while, Madam Yue finally calmed herself down. Seeing Linghu Chong's swollen cheeks in black and purple from her husband's heavy slaps, she couldn't help but feel pity and sorry for him.
"You can get up now! You didn't know the crux of the matter anyway," she said to Linghu Chong.
Turning toward her husband, she said, "Apprentice brother, Chong is a very bright boy. In the past half a year, he trained all by himself and couldn't reach the two of us for any advice. That's probably why he got onto the evil way. But he hasn't gone very far in that evil direction. It's still not too late to correct him and get him back to the righteous way."
Yue Buqun nodded. "Get up now," he said to Linghu Chong.
Linghu Chong stood up slowly. Staring at the long sword and the sheath on the ground each broken in three pieces, he was dazzled, having no idea why Master and Master-Wife both said that his training had gone onto the evil way.
"Come over here, all of you." Yue Buqun waved at Shi Daizi and the bunch.
"Yes, Master," Shi Daizi, Lu Dayou, and Yue Lingshan answered in unison and walked by Yue Buqun's side.
"Twenty-five years ago, our Huashan Sword School's Kung Fu used to be in two styles: the righteous style and the evil style," Yue Buqun sat down on a big rock and explained slowly.
Linghu Chong and the rest of the apprentices became very confused, each thinking, "Huashan Sword School Kung Fu is Huashan Sword School Kung Fu. How could there be the distinctively righteous style and the evil style? Why hasn't Master ever mentioned this to us before?"
"Dad," Yue Lingshan interrupted, "the Kung Fu we learned naturally is the righteous style Kung Fu, isn't it?"
"Of course it is! Why would someone go on with his training knowing that he was learning the heterodox style Kung Fu?" Yue Buqun affirmed. "But the heterodox branch claimed that they were the real orthodox branch and called our branch the heterodox branch. Time became the best judge to decide which one is righteous and which one is evil. The heterodox branch eventually vanished like mist and smokes and has been gone for the last twenty-five years."
"No wonder I had never heard about it before. Dad, since the heterodox branch had been long gone, I guess we don't have to worry about them anymore," Yue Lingshan commented.
"What do you know?" Yue Buqun mocked. "The heterodox branch wasn't really like those evil heterodox clans and cults out there today. They were still using our school's own Kung Fu skills, but they had a different focus in their training. When I teach you Kung Fu skills, what do I teach you at the very beginning?" He fixed his stare on Linghu Chong's face.
"You first taught us the formula and techniques on how to control and manipulate our inner energy. We start training with Qi-Gong," Linghu Chong answered.
"That's correct. In our Huashan Sword School style Kung Fu, the key lies in the words 'Inner Energy.' Once your inner energy is developed with Qi-Gong practices, then regardless of what you use as your weapon, let be your fists and legs, or knives and swords, you will succeed whenever you go. That is the righteous way for training in our school. But among the senior grandmasters of our school, there were a group of people who believed that the key of our school's Kung Fu lied in the word 'Sword,' and that once someone developed his sword skills, even with ordinary level of inner energy, he could still defeat the enemy. The main divergence between the righteous branch and the evil branch lies right here."
"Dad, I have a comment. Promise me that you won't get mad at me," Yue Lingshan interrupted again.
"What comment?" Yue Buqun asked.
"I think in our school's Kung Fu, no doubt inner energy part is critical, but we can't overlook sword skills either. If one only has great inner energy, but doesn't have good sword skills, he still won't be able to demonstrate the power of our Huashan style Kung Fu," Yue Lingshan said.
Yue Buqun let out a snort. "Who said that sword skills weren't important? The main point here is about which drives which. Inner energy is the driving force here after all."
"Wouldn't it be nice if both inner energy and sword skills were the driving forces?" Yue Lingshan asked.
"This comment of yours alone is sending you closer to the evil way. When you say both of them are the driving forces, you are really saying that neither of them is the driving force. The old saying said, once the head-rope of a fishing-net is pulled up, all its meshes open. Which is the key link and which is the mesh? We must be very clear about it. In those years when they had the discussion about the righteous style and the evil style, our school had earthshaking changes that turned the entire Huashan Sword School upside down. If you said those words thirty years ago, your head probably wouldn't be still on your neck longer than half a day."
"Just because a wrong comment, they'd chop people's heads off? Wow! Aren't they too overbearing or what?" Yue Lingshan stuck her tongue out in disbelief.
"When I was still a teenager, the fight between the Qi-Branch and the Sword-Branch in our Huashan Sword School hadn't produced a winner," Yue Buqun explained. "If you had said that comment in public during that period of time, people from the Qi-Branch would want to kill you, and people from the Sword-Branch would want you dead just the same. You said that inner energy and sword skills were as important as each other and both should be the driving forces. The Qi-Branch would of course interpret that as that you were elevating Sword-Branch's position above them; the Sword-Branch would think that you mixed up the key line with the meshes and would still blame you for treason and heresy."
"What's there to argue about? If they wanted to know who was right and who was wrong, have a contest, then they'd know right away!" Yue Lingshan said.
Yue Buqun heaved a long sigh and said slowly, "Over thirty years ago, our Qi-Branch was the minority. Uncle-Masters in the Sword-Branch were the majority. In addition to that, Sword-Branch Kung Fu skills can be mastered easily and quickly. If everyone trains for ten years, then the Sword-Branch will definitely have the lead. If every one trains for twenty years, then each side would have an equal opportunity to claim victory. Only after twenty years and more training, people trained with Qi-Branch Kung Fu would gradually become better and stronger. After thirty years of training, people trained with Sword-Branch Kung Fu would then be left far behind and never stand a chance to compete again. But that means it takes at least twenty years to actually find out which one is better. You could probably imagine how fierce and intense the fight was during the twenty years or so time period."
"So at the very end, the Sword-Branch people admitted their mistakes and their failure, didn't they?" Yue Lingshan asked.
Yue Buqun shook his head silently. After a long while, he finally spoke again.
"They all insisted on their theory stubbornly and never admitted their failure. Even though they suffered a crushing defeat in the big sword contest on the Jade Maiden Peak, most of them …most of them took their own lives with their own swords. The remaining ones all quietly withdrew from society and lived in solitude and never showed themselves in the Martial World again."
"Ah!" Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan and the bunch of apprentices all uttered a cry of astonishment.
"They were all apprentice brothers in the same school. It was just a sword contest. What was that big of a deal? Why did they take it so hard?" Yue Lingshan asked.
"It was concerning the foundation of martial arts theories. It wasn't just a small matter as apprentice brothers sparring each other," Yue Buqun said seriously. "In that year when the Five Mountains sword schools fought for the hosting right of the Alliance Chief, our school really had the most talented people with the highest Kung Fu skills. But because of the fierce internal fight in our school, over twenty elite senior masters got killed in that big sword contest on top of Jade Maiden Peak. Sure, the Sword-Branch had a crushing defeat, but many elite fighters in the Qi-Branch lost their lives also. That's how Songshan Sword School took the Alliance Chief title eventually. The fight between the Qi-Branch and the Sword-Branch of the Huashan Sword School was really the root of the trouble."
Linghu Chong and the rest all nodded again and again.
"It's all right that our school didn't get to be the host for Alliance Chief. It's also all right that the Huashan Sword School's fame was damaged dramatically. But what was not all right was the fact that apprentice brothers in our own school were killing each other ruthlessly because of the internal dissension. Those apprentice brothers used to be like real brothers to each other, but it turned so cruel and brutal, either you kill me or I'll kill you. When I think about the scenes on Mount Huashan in those years, how everyone felt they could die at any minute, my heart still flutters with fear." At those words, he cast a glance at Madam Yue.
Madam Yue's face slightly twitched. She couldn't help but feel the terror when she remembered many years ago how the elite fighters in Huashan Sword School had slaughtered each other.
Yue Buqun slowly unbuttoned his clothes and exposed his chest as Yue Lingshan shouted in shock.
"Oh my God! Dad, you…you…!"
A two feet long scar lay across his chest from his left shoulder reaching all the way to his right chest. The wound had healed a long time ago, but a pale reddish line still showed clearly. Apparently the wound was so severe that Yue Buqun almost lost his life because of it. Both Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan had grown up by Yue Buqun's side, but neither of them had known about the scar until now.
Yue Buqun explained as he started to button his clothes. "In that day of the big sword contest atop Jade Maiden Peak, an Uncle-Master in our school hit me with a strong sword slash. I fainted immediately. He probably thought I was already dead and paid no more attention to me. If he had conveniently stabbed me again, hmm!"
"Then undoubtedly that you, Father, wouldn't be sitting here today, and who knows where I, Yue Lingshan, would be at?" Yue Lingshan grinned.
Yue Buqun let out a slight smile but his face soon turned solemn again. "This is a big secret of our Huashan Sword School. Don't any of you let it out! Although people from other schools knew that the Huashan Sword School had lost over twenty elite masters in a single day, none of them knew the truth lying behind it. We only claimed to the outside world that a plague suddenly broke out and almost wiped out our entire Huashan Sword School. We should never let others know about this disgraceful event that happened to our school. The reason why I had to tell you all the cause and effect today is because the consequences could be very severe. If Chong followed the current path and went on with his training, then within three years, he would think 'sword skill is more important than inner energy' and get trapped in an extremely dangerous state of mind. That will not only destroy you and the ultimately true orthodox Kung Fu of our Huashan Sword School, earned by many senior masters sacrificing their lives, but also our entire Huashan Sword School."
Cold sweats broke out all over Linghu Chong's body as he listened in. "I've made a terrible mistake. Master and Master-Wife, please punish me heavily," He bowed his head down in shame.
"Well," Yue Buqun said with a sigh, "it is really an unintentional mistake you have made. You are really not to blame. But think about the many Uncle-Masters of the Sword-Branch. They all had good intentions to build great fame for our school using extreme Kung Fu, yet once they went on the wrong way and had gone too far down the road, they simply couldn't extricate themselves any more. If I don't give you a blow and shout right now, with your intelligence and temper, you could easily end up taking the evil route to try to find shortcuts for quick effects."
"Yes, Master!" Linghu Chong answered.
"Chong, how did you think of the earlier move that used the sheath to take away my sword?" Madam Yue asked.
"I only wanted to get out from Master-Wife's extremely powerful attack. Who would have thought…who would have thought…?" Linghu Chong felt so ashamed and embarrassed.
"That's it. By now you probably understand which one is truly superior between Qi-Branch and Sword-Branch. This move of yours is surely a clever one, but as soon as it met with your Master's first-class Qi-Gong, despite of how clever it is, it would be rendered useless. When the two branches had the big sword contest on Jade Maiden Peak that year, elite fighters from the Sword-Branch had dazzling magical moves that were ultimately brilliant, but your Grandmaster relied on his Divine Art of Violet Twilight to counter motion with standstill and defy cleverness with dullness. He was able to defeat over ten elite fighters from the Sword-Branch and affirmed the foundation of our school's orthodox Kung Fu. All of your must take your Master's advice to your heart and ponder over it again and again. The Kung Fu of our school uses inner energy as the foundation and sword skills as the implementation; inner energy is the driving force and sword skill is the secondary; inner energy is the key line and sword skill is the mesh. If you can't succeed with your inner energy development, despite of how strong you are with your sword skills, it is still useless after all."
Linghu Chong, Shi Daizi, Lu Dayou, and Yue Lingshan all bowed down for the preaching of Madam Yue.
"Chong, I had planned to teach you the entry formula for the Divine Art of Violet Twilight today and then bring you down Mount Huashan to kill the villain Tian Boguang, but we'd better postpone that for now," Yue Buqun said. "During the next two months, you can practice the breathing exercise for Qi-Gong training I taught you before diligently and forget all about those heterodoxy and weird sword moves. I will check on you again later to see if you have any progress." At those words, he suddenly put on a stern tone, "But if you obstinately stick to the wrong course and stay on Sword-Branch's evil route, humph, a harsher punishment would be to take your life, and a lighter punishment would be to destroy all the Kung Fu you have and banish you out of our school once and for all. By then, it would be too late to beg for mercy, and don't you blame me for not explaining everything clearly to you beforehand!"
Cold sweat streamed down Linghu Chong's forehead. "Yes, Master. I would never dare to do so," he said.
"Lingshan," Yue Buqun turned to his daughter, "Dayou and you are both the impetuous type. You two should also remember what I just said to your big apprentice brother."
"Yes, Master!" Lu Dayou answered immediately.
"Sixth apprentice brother and I are impatient, but we are not as smart as big apprentice brother and won't be able to create sword moves of our own. Dad, you can relax," Yue Lingshan argued.
"You won't be able to create sword moves of your own? Didn't you create a sword form called Chong-Ling Sword Art with Chong?" Yue Buqun snorted.
Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan both blushed.
"Sorry Master, we were being mischievous." Linghu Chong asked for forgiveness.
"That was a long, long time ago. I was still a kid by then who didn't know anything and was just playing with big apprentice brother. How did you hear about it?" Yue Lingshan grinned.
"My apprentices wanted to create sword art of their own and start a new style. If I, the Head Master, still had no clue, wouldn't I have become a muddle-head?"
"D-a-a-a-d, you are still making fun of me!" Yue Lingshan pulled onto her father's sleeve and whined.
Linghu Chong, on the other hand, felt a great shock in his heart when he noticed that there was no sign of joking from the Master's tone of voice or the expression on his face.
Yue Buqun stood up. "When someone advanced into the higher level of our school's Kung Fu, even a petal of flower or a leaf could be used as a weapon to injure the enemy. Others might think that the Huashan Sword School is only good at its sword skills. They have really belittled us."
Yue Buqun flicked his left sleeve, and the long sword by Lu Dayou's waist jumped out of the sheath as the stream of energy reached it. He then followed with a flick from his right sleeve. As soon as the sleeve touched the blade, the sword broke in half with a loud cracking sound.
Linghu Chong and the rest of the apprentices were seized by terror while Madam Yue eyed her husband with tremendous admiration and respect.
"Let's go!" Yue Buqun said and walked off the cliff together with Madam Yue. Yue Lingshan, Shi Daizi, and Lu Dayou followed behind them.
Staring at the two broken swords laying still on the ground, Linghu Chong was half stunned and half thrilled. He thought aloud, "It turned out that our school's Kung Fu is really powerful. No one would be able to defeat our sword art regardless of which move Master uses. All those drawings on the rock wall in the back cave claimed that the unique sword moves of the Five Mountains Sword Alliance were defeatable, yet the Five Mountains Sword Alliance is still able to enjoy great fames in the Martial World today. Hence every sword school has advanced Qi-Gong as the foundation, and once the sword move is executed with vigorous inner energy, it would be difficult to defeat. This is actually a very simple principle, but I had forgot about it when my thoughts were on the wrong track and went to a dead end. With the same move of Graceful Phoenix, how could I treat the one executed by apprentice brother Lin and the one executed by Master as the same? The staff wielding man can defeat apprentice brother Lin's Graceful Phoenix, but he would stand no chance defeating Master's Graceful Phoenix."
Finally able to figure out the answer to his puzzled mind, Linghu Chong ridded himself of all shadows of anxiety. Even though Master didn't teach him the Divine Art of Violet Twilight, nor did he say anything about betrothing Yue Lingshan to marry him, Linghu Chong didn't feel depressed in any way. On the contrary, he was gratified for gaining back his confidence in the Huashan Sword School's Kung Fu. But when he remembered how he had had the wildest fantasy thinking that Master and Master-Wife would betroth their daughter to marry him, he blushed in great embarrassment.
At dusk the next day, Lu Dayou brought food up the cliff.
"Big apprentice brother, Master and Master-Wife left for Northern Shanxi early this morning."
"Northern Shanxi? Why not Chang-An?" Linghu Chong asked with a bit of surprise.
"The chap Tian Boguang committed several more crimes in the town of Yan-An. It turned out that the villain is no longer in Chang-An," Lu Dayou explained.
"Oh!" Linghu Chong replied.
He thought that since Master and Master-Wife had attended the matter personally, Tian Boguang would have no chance of surviving, but deep in his mind, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Tian Boguang.
"For a guy like Tian Boguang, who loves porn and lewd obscenities, and has been committing crimes after crimes against innocent people, even death would not expiate all his sins. He surely has high Kung Fu skills, and in the two fights between the two of us, he acted open and upright and showed the qualities of a true man. What a pity that he chooses to commit evil deeds and thus become a public enemy of the entire Martial World."
Throughout the next two days, Linghu Chong focused on practicing his Qi-Gong and never went back into the back cave to study the drawings on the rock wall. Whenever thoughts about the drawings came into his mind, he would force them out instantly with no hesitation and tried his best to avoid them. He kept thinking, "Fortunately Master shouted his advice to me in time. Otherwise, I'd be going on the wrong road and become a sinner of our Huashan Sword School. What a close call!"
One day, after dinner, Linghu Chong meditated for a couple of hours when he suddenly heard someone climbing up the cliff. The sounds of footsteps appeared to be swift and agile. It was obvious that the person had great Kung Fu skills. Linghu Chong felt a shock in his heart.
"He's not someone from our sword school. Why is he coming up the cliff? Could he be the masked man in the green robe?"
He rushed into the back cave and picked up a Huashan sword to hang by his waist before rushing back to the front cave. Only moments later, the person had climbed up the cliff.
"Brother Linghu, your old friend is here to visit you!" the fellow shouted.
The voice sounded very familiar to Linghu Chong and it only took him a short moment before realizing that it was the voice of "Ten Thousand Miles Loner" Tian Boguang.
In astonishment, Linghu Chong thought to himself, "Master and Master-Wife went down Mount Huashan to go after you, yet you are still so bold to come up Mount Huashan yourself. What do you want here?"
He walked out from the cave and greeted with a smile. "Brother Tian, what a big surprise that you have come such a long way to visit me!"
Tian Boguang carried two large bamboo baskets on a shoulder pole. He sat the bamboo baskets on the ground and then took out a large jar from each of the basket, a big smile on his face.
"I heard that brother Linghu had become a prisoner on top of Mount Huashan, so I figured that he must have been drooling for a good drink of wine, that's why I took two jars of one hundred and thirty year old mellow wine from the cellar of Chang-An Banished Fairy Wine House, so I can drink my fill together with brother Linghu," he said.
Linghu Chong took several steps closer. Sure enough, under the moonlight, the trademark in golden characters on red papers "Banished Fairy Wine House" could be clearly seen glued to the two huge wine-jars. The trademark papers and the seals on the wine-jars appeared to be quite aged. It was obvious that those two wine-jars weren't anything current. He couldn't help but feel delighted.
"Wow, to carry a hundred pound of wine all the way up Mount Huashan, what a big present! Come! Come! Let's have a drink!" His face split into a big smile.
Linghu Chong took two big bowls out from inside the cave. As soon as Tian Boguang opened the seal, the wonderful smell of the mellow wine filled the air. Before he even had a chance to taste it, Linghu Chong already felt tipsy.
"Have a taste! What do you think?" Tian Boguang poured a bowl of wine from the wine-jar.
Linghu Chong took the bowl and drank a big swallow. "This is superb!" he praised and then poured the entire bowl of wine down his throat. Raising his thumb up, he said, "Famous wine! It's really exceptional!"
"I've heard that out of all the famous wines, Fen-Wine ranks number one in northern China, and Shao-Wine leads the rest in southern China. Actually the best Fen-Wine is not in Shan-Xi[4] Province but in the town of Chang-An. And in the town of Chang-An, the best one would be none other than the 'Banished Fairy Wine House' where Li Taiba[5] used to get drunk all the time many years ago. And in the entire world, other than these two jars of wine, no one will be able to find a third one left," Tian Boguang grinned.
"Are you saying that they only had these two jars of wine left in the cellar of the Banished Fairy Wine House?" Linghu Chong asked in surprise.
"After I took these two wine-jars, there were still about two hundred jars left in the cellar. I figured that if all those high officials and noble lords in the town of Chang-An, the ordinary and vulgar ones, could go to the Banished Fairy Wine House to enjoy such wonderful wine as long as they have money in their pockets, then how could the Big Hero Linghu of the Huashan Sword School stand out from all the ordinary? Therefore I banged and whammed, and soon the entire cellar was filled with the wonderful smell of wine as the flood of wine went up almost to my waist," Tian Boguang explained in amusement.
"Are you saying that you actually smashed two hundred or so jars of wine into pieces?" Linghu Chong was half stunned and half amused.
"Wouldn't it be more valuable if there were only two jars left in the entire world? Ha-ha! Ha-ha!" Tian Boguang burst into loud laughter.
"Thanks! Many thanks!" Linghu Chong drank another bowl. "It is so troublesome for you to carry these two jars of wine all the way from Chang-An to Mount Huashan, brother Tian. Even if they were filled with pure water, I'd owe you a debt of gratitude, anyhow, not mentioning that they were filled with famous wine."
"You are a good man! A real man!" Tian Boguang praised loudly with his thumbs up.
"Why are you praising me all of a sudden?" Linghu Chong asked.
"I am an infamous evil rapist who commits all kinds of crimes. I've severely wounded you before and have also committed several crimes right by the foot of Mount Huashan. Everyone in the Huashan Sword School wished to kill me. But when I carried the wine here today, brother Linghu drank it with complete ease, without ever worrying that I might plant poison in the wine. Only a true man with such breath of mind is worth enjoying such worldly famous wine."
"Brother Tian, you are making fun of me now. I have fought you twice and knew well that even though brother Tian has very bad conducts, you would disdain to stab anyone on the back. Besides, your Kung Fu skills are way higher than mine. If you want to kill me, all you have to do is to draw your knife and chop down. What's so difficult about that?" Linghu Chong said.
"Brother Linghu, you said it right!" Tian Boguang laughed some more. "But did you know that I didn't carry these two jars of wine directly from Chang-An to Mount Huashan? I carried these hundred-pound wine first to Northern Shanxi for two robberies, and then to Eastern Shanxi for another two robberies before I finally came up Mount Huashan."
Linghu Chong was stunned. He pondered over it and quickly understood. "So brother Tian continuously committed many crimes just to divert my Master and Master-Wife away, so you can come and see me. You've used the strategy of luring the enemy away from the base. Brother Tian, after going through all these trouble, what do you exactly want from me?" he said.
"Brother Linghu, why don't you give it a wild guess?" Tian Boguang suggested with a smile.
"No way!" Linghu Chong rejected. He poured a bowl full of wine and then said, "Brother Tian, you are a guest here at Mount Huashan. I don't have anything in exchange for your present here on the barren cliff. I am just going to borrow something to make a gift of it. Please enjoy a bowl of number one wine in the world."
"Thanks!" Tian Boguang answered and poured the bowl of wine down his throat.
Linghu Chong also drank a bowl of wine as accompany. After showing each other the empty bottom of the bowls, the two set the bowls down and broke into a laugh at the same time. All of a sudden, Linghu Chong kicked out with his right leg, and with two loud bangs, the two large wine-jars were kicked down the deep valley. Only after a long while, two muffled smashing sounds came back from the bottom.