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Chapter 56, Section 71: My Peach Blossom Sect is full of people with disabilities and physical defects. [Seeking monthly votes!]

"Thank you, Junior Sister."

Mei Chaofeng expressed her gratitude, then put the Human Skin Scripture back into her bosom and placed it close to her body.

She and Chen Xuanfeng were deeply in love. This roll of human skin was the only memento Chen Xuanfeng had left her. Even if it had to be returned to her master in the end, being able to keep it for a little longer was a comfort.

"Brother Lu Chen, what should we do with this young prince?"

Huang Rong then asked Lu Chen with a smile.

"Spare your life!"

Wanyan Kang prostrated himself on the ground, trembling, and begged for mercy repeatedly:
"What happened today was instigated by Liang Ziweng and Ouyang Ke; it has nothing to do with me! By the way, I am a disciple of this Master Mei, and I have received her true teachings. I am your nephew!"

As he spoke, he slammed his head heavily against the floor, making a loud thud.

"I was ignorant and misled by wicked people. I offended my junior aunt and uncle. I beg my junior aunt and uncle to spare my life and give me a chance to repent!"

Huang Rong raised a delicate eyebrow and looked at Mei Chaofeng:
"He's still your disciple? How dare you pass on Peach Blossom Island's martial arts without authorization?"

Mei Chaofeng quickly said:
"I dare not. I did not teach him the martial arts of Peach Blossom Island, but only the Nine Yin White Bone Claw and the Heart-Shattering Palm."

Huang Rong blinked, then suddenly revealed a meaningful smile:

"The Nine Yin Manual was stolen from my father by you. The martial arts in the manual are also considered Peach Blossom Island martial arts. Since you taught Wanyan Kang the martial arts of the manual, he can barely be considered a disciple of Peach Blossom Island..."

Wanyan Kang was overjoyed:
"Thank you, Junior Sister..."

"Wait a minute."

Huang Rong made a pause gesture, her smile becoming even more subtle:
"Junior nephew, you probably don't know the unique characteristics of Peach Blossom Island disciples."

"What?" Wanyan Kang was stunned, looking completely bewildered.

"Among my disciples, Chen Xuanfeng is dead, Mei Chaofeng is blind, and the rest are all cripples with broken legs..."

At this point, Huang Rong suddenly realized that being her father's disciple might not be such a good thing.
Asking Lu Chen to become his father's disciple and the last disciple of Peach Blossom Island seems like pushing him into a fire pit.

This is not possible!

Well, Lu Chen is now developing the "Five-Finger Sword Aura". Although it is not a self-created skill from scratch, it can be said that he has embarked on the path of becoming a master in his own school.

Since he himself is destined to become a grandmaster, there is no need for him to become his own father's apprentice; this way, it is safer.

Thinking this to herself, Huang Rong looked at Wanyan Kang with a smile and said in a serious tone:

"In short, everyone in my Peach Blossom Island lineage is crippled. Speaking of which, your lineup of crippled individuals today has actually aligned with the destiny of my Peach Blossom Island."

"Then, Wanyan Kang, let me ask you, as a third-generation disciple of Peach Blossom Island, would you rather die, go blind, or be lame?"

"..."

Wanyan Kang was utterly shocked:
Is the Peach Blossom Island lineage really that sinister?
No, Ouyang Ke seemed to have said earlier that Huang Rong was the daughter of "Eastern Heretic".

His nickname is "Eastern Heretic," which seems...

It's actually quite possible that it could be that sinister!

But I don't want to die, nor do I want to go blind or be crippled!

Wanyan Kang looked to Mei Chaofeng for help, but Mei Chaofeng was blind and could not see his eyes.
Besides, even if she could see it, Mei Chaofeng herself was someone who was being "cleaned out of the house," so what right did she have to plead for him?
Wanyan Kang had figured this out and was about to use his silver tongue again to save himself when Huang Rong took three chopsticks, carved three symbols—a fork, a circle, and a hook—on them, then rubbed them together in her hand, adjusted their position, and said to Wanyan Kang:

"Here's what you'll do: draw lots. If you draw an X, you'll be like my senior brother Chen, a dead man. If you draw a circle, you'll be like my senior sister Mei, a blind man. If you draw a hook, you'll be like my other senior brothers, a cripple. Come on, let's see who you're destined to be with."

Then she smiled sweetly at Lu Chen:
"Brother Lu Chen, do you think my idea is good?"

Lu Chen nodded:

"It couldn't be better!"

After saying that, he even gave Wanyan Kang a toothy smile:
"You've been given the chance, so give it a try."

Since Huang Rong wants Wanyan Kang to choose one of three, let's see how lucky he is. If he's unlucky and draws a death lot, then send him on his way. If he's lucky and draws a bad lot or a lot that results in a broken leg, then he still has some use.

Looking at Huang Rong's enthusiastic smile and then at Lu Chen's calm and indifferent expression, Wanyan Kang knew that the two were not joking, but were really waiting for him to draw lots to determine his fate.

His face was ashen, and he was drenched in sweat. He muttered to himself:
"Junior Martial Aunt, Junior Martial Uncle, today's events were truly not my idea. I was misled and instigated by treacherous people..."

Huang Rong said with a smile:
"That's why we gave you the chance to draw lots!"

"Otherwise, just for setting up this scheme today, trying to besiege and harm your sect elders, even if you didn't know our identities beforehand, according to the rules of Peach Blossom Island, you should be given the unique torture of 'bone-piercing needles' of Peach Blossom Island and suffer forty-nine days of torture before dying."

"Alright, little aunt, my patience is running out. If we don't draw lots soon, I'm going to use the Bone-Piercing Needle! Hmm, you can ask your Master Mei how powerful the Bone-Piercing Needle is."

Mei Chaofeng trembled and said in a hoarse voice:
"The bone-piercing needle... can make people wish they were dead, and even the strongest man will be tortured into a lump of mud... Your Highness, Junior Sister has indeed shown leniency."

Although she liked Yang Kang's cleverness and sweet talk and genuinely regarded him as a disciple, the rules of the sect were there, and with Lu Chen, a great master who could suppress her with one hand, ensuring the rules were enforced, she was helpless and didn't even dare to plead for Wanyan Kang.

I fucking don't want to be a disciple of Peach Blossom Island!
Seeing that even his female master couldn't protect him, Wanyan Kang was furious. He still wanted to delay drawing lots and wait for things to change.

But upon looking at Lu Chen, she saw his eyes narrowed, his gaze growing increasingly indifferent, staring at her with the look of someone looking at a dead man. Huang Rong's expression also grew increasingly impatient, and the four-foot-long sword in her hand, its entire body a deep blue, began to vibrate. Wanyan Kang felt a jolt of fear, knowing that if they delayed any longer, the two of them might directly draw their own death warrant for him. He gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice:

"I...I drew lots..."

As he spoke, he shakily reached out and touched a chopstick, while his eyes were fixed on Huang Rong, trying to glean some clues from her expression.

However, Huang Rong only smiled and showed no other unusual behavior, so Wanyan Kang had no way of knowing whether the lot he was about to draw was good or bad.

After hesitating for a while, Wanyan Kang finally made a decision under Lu Chen's increasingly cold and sharp gaze.

He suddenly grabbed a chopstick and pulled it out. After looking at the symbol on it, he let out a long breath, his whole body drenched in sweat, and collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had failed him. His face was full of relief at surviving a disaster.

Fortunately, he drew the "hook" (a specific type of weapon), meaning he would only suffer the punishment of having his leg broken, but would not die or go blind.

Although a broken leg may leave one lame, at least one can use crutches or sit in a wheelchair, and there is still hope for recovery in the future. It is a million times better than dying or going blind.

While Wanyan Kang was relieved, Huang Rong, rather bored, pouted and said to Lu Chen:
"That kid's lucky."

Lu Chen nodded:
"He does have a bit of good fortune."

Huang Rong then asked, "Shall you do it, or shall I?"

“I’ll do it.” Lu Chen stepped forward, looked at Wanyan Kang, and said calmly, “Don’t worry, my sword is very blunt…”

what?
Is the sword dull?
How can it be so comforting?

Wanyan Kang was taken aback.

Lu Zhongzhong drew his sword, and with two sharp cracks, the blunt tip of the sword shattered Wanyan Kang's kneecap.

Wanyan Kang didn't feel any pain at first. After a few breaths, he felt a piercing pain in both knees. He immediately clutched his legs and rolled on the ground, screaming in agony. His heart was filled with despair—his knees were shattered, as if he had suffered the punishment of having his kneecaps removed. Was there any hope of recovery?
I'll really be using crutches or a wheelchair for the rest of my life!

Seeing him screaming incessantly, Huang Rong curled her lips:

“The disciples of Peach Blossom Island are all tough as nails. They can die without a sound even if their heads are cut off. You only lost your legs, yet you scream like a ghost. You are a disgrace to Peach Blossom Island. Senior Sister Mei, make him quiet down.”

Mei Chaofeng nodded, stepped forward, and knocked Wanyan Kang unconscious with a single finger.

"Brother Lu Chen, Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng should still be on the ship, but they've hidden in the lower cabins. Should we find them and kill them?"

“No need.” Lu Chen shook his head: “They can also be considered heroes who resisted the Mongols. Let’s leave some men for Wanyan Honglie.”

To be honest, the "Four Ghosts of the Yellow River" could all be considered heroes in the fight against the Mongols, after all, they almost killed Temujin.

To be more precise, in this world, the rise of the Mongol Yuan dynasty, the fall of the Jin dynasty and the demise of the Song dynasty, and the ravages of barbarism, can all be blamed on Qiu Chuji passing through Niujia Village...

He also failed to properly educate Yang Kang, resulting in Yang Kang growing into a fickle, treacherous, and wicked person under Wanyan Honglie's indulgence and pampering.

Many tragedies in the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes can be traced back to Qiu Chuji.

Just as my thoughts were wandering, I heard Huang Rong say something:
"Anti-Mongol Heroes? What's that?"

Although the grasslands are now unified and Temujin has assumed the throne as Great Khan, they have not yet revealed their ferocity in the Central Plains.

The barbaric massacres that left cities turned to ashes, mountains of corpses, and deserted landscapes for miles around were unknown to the world.

Perhaps even the Jin Dynasty, which faced the Mongols directly, had not yet realized the enormous threat posed by the Mongols, except for a very few people.

Thinking this to himself, he didn't offer any further explanation, only smiling and shaking his head.

"just kidding."

In any case, Huang Rong will not spend half her life in Xiangyang, and the war against the Mongols is no longer relevant to her.

He, on the other hand, might be able to contribute his modest efforts to the victory of civilization over barbarism in the future—he felt that one day he would be able to "use one sword against a million soldiers."

As for now, of course we still need to accumulate wealth slowly.

"Now that this matter is settled, we can leave."

"Go straight back to Jiangnan?"

"No. Now that we've captured Wanyan Kang, let's go back to the Prince of Zhao's residence first, use him as a hostage, and get you a few white camels. At the same time, let's capture another person."

"Catch who?"

"Princess Consort Zhao".

Huang Rong asked in surprise:

Why arrest Princess Zhao?

Lu Chen smiled slightly:
"Because, I sometimes want to do some good deeds."

……

Jingle Bell……

The sound of camel bells rang out.

Several magnificent white camels, pure white in color and without a single blemish, were trotting across the open field.

Two people were sitting between the two humps of one of the white camels.

Behind him was a middle-aged man with a dusty face, graying temples, unremarkable appearance, and simple clothes.

In his arms sat a woman dressed in fine clothes, who appeared to be only in her early thirties, with fair skin and a beautiful face.

The middle-aged man held the woman tightly, whispering to her as if no one else was around.

The two were completely immersed in their own little world, seemingly having endless things to talk about. They didn't even pay attention to the boy on the white camel behind them, whose legs were wrapped in thick bandages and who was groaning in pain from the camel's jolting.

It was obvious that this was Yang Tiexin and his family.

The man and woman on the white camel in front were Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo.

The boy on the white camel behind was none other than Wanyan Kang, whose kneecap was shattered—or perhaps he should be called Yang Kang now?

Besides these two white camels, there are four more white camels, carrying Lu Chen, Huang Rong, Mu Nianci, and Mei Chaofeng respectively.

Behind these six white camels followed a troop of cavalry.

Wanyan Honglie personally led the cavalry, keeping a distance behind the six white camels.

Peng Lianhu, Sha Tongtian, Hou Tonghai, and the four legendary heroes of the Yellow River who fought against the Mongols served Wanyan Honglie.

Lingzhi Shangren, who only had one right arm left, with bandages on his left shoulder and his body covered in talismans, rode a large horse beside Wanyan Honglie.

Even Liang Ziweng, who suffered from left-sided hemiplegia, a comminuted fracture of his right foot and calf, and only had his right hand intact, still managed to tie himself to the saddle and follow along with immense willpower.

Even though he was sweating profusely from the jolting of his warhorse, Old Liang gritted his teeth and kept quiet, lest he be excluded from Wanyan Honglie's core group and lose his future security.

Ouyang Ke was not there.

After escaping to the lake shore that day, he didn't even bother to return to the Zhao Prince's Mansion, nor did he care about the other concubines who were still alive or the white camel that was being fostered at the Zhao Prince's Mansion. He immediately headed west alone to return to White Camel Mountain to find his family. Anyway, he still had dozens of concubines at White Camel Mountain Villa, so losing twenty-four didn't matter.

Therefore, they missed the exciting scene where Lu Chen and Huang Rong, along with Mei Chaofeng, took Yang Kang hostage, stormed into the Zhao Prince's mansion, demanded the white camel, and "kidnapped" the Zhao Princess.

Lu Chen and Huang Rong, who had done this good deed, found Mu Nianci and Yang Tiexin at the address she had given them when Mu Nianci held a martial arts contest to choose a husband. This allowed Princess Zhao and Yang Tiexin to recognize each other as husband and wife, and also revealed Wanyan Kang's true identity.

Of course, Lu Chen didn't care whether Xiao Kang wanted to be Wanyan Kang or Yang Kang.

Anyway, Xiao Kang has already been certified as a disciple of Peach Blossom Island by Huang Rong. No matter what surname he wants to take in the future, if he violates the rules of Peach Blossom Island again, he can only choose between being dead or blind.

After all, he had already drawn the cripple's lot!

Only the dead and the blind are left to sign.

Wanyan Honglie was unaware that "Mu Yi" was Yang Tiexin.

Although he was extremely angry that a rude man was riding on the same horse as his beloved queen and holding her so tightly, and heartbroken that his son's knees were broken and he would be unable to walk in the future, he could only watch helplessly as Lu Chen and his party slowly trotted on their white camels in order to save their lives.

He not only had to follow behind and escort them from a distance, but also had to clear the way for them and even arrange accommodations at the post station when necessary.

After traveling day and night for more than ten days, they finally arrived at the border between the Song and Jin dynasties.

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