Poules et chiens volent dans le chaos et la renaissance

Chapitre 14

Every single time, without exception, Ning Lang would end up blushing and speechless in response to Lan Qi's short teasing remark.

Ming Er watched with a smile, sometimes glancing at Ning Lang with his empty eyes for a moment, then softly praising him: "Kind-hearted and benevolent, or perhaps chivalrous and courageous."

Each time, Ning Lang was met with praise from Ming Er, it ended with his face turning red and him speechless, accompanied by a somewhat puzzled look in his eyes. He had clearly done good deeds, so why did he always feel inferior to this second young master? It seemed as if all the good things were done by the second young master, and he was just someone running errands.

As for Yuwen Luo, aside from occasionally helping Ning Lang, he would mostly take out a thick stack of books-sized, soft, and indistinctly made silver-shimmering paper and a similarly shimmering silver pen from his pocket and write something down. His gaze would sometimes wander among the three of them, and sometimes he would look intently at the vast sky. His still somewhat childish face was set with a pair of wise and mature eyes, which made Ming Er and Lan Qi dare not underestimate him.

On this day, the four arrived at the foot of Mount Meng. Mount Meng is located at the junction of Yunzhou, Huazhou, and Yuzhou. It is not high; compared to Cangmang Mountain, which is known as the highest mountain in the world, its height is less than one-tenth of that. However, it is the longest mountain range in the dynasty, stretching 1,600 li from east to west. After crossing Mount Meng, they entered the territory of Qizhou. Mount Ying is located on the Royal Plain in the western part of Qizhou.

It was midday, the sun was blazing, and the four rested for a while at the foot of the mountain, ate some dry rations and drank some water, before starting their ascent. They hoped to reach Qizhou that evening, find an inn to wash up, have a good meal, and get a good night's sleep. For the past few days, they had been traversing desolate mountains and wilderness, sleeping outdoors and braving the elements. Although all four were martial artists who had endured countless hardships since childhood, and Ning Lang, in particular, had grown up on Qianbi Mountain and wasn't afraid of this kind of life, they were all from noble families. While they weren't living in luxury every day, they were at least used to living in comfortable houses with soft beds and hot meals. Living like this every day was truly unsettling. However, Lan Qi was the most surprising. Judging by his magnificent attire, one would assume he was the most refined and meticulous person, but he didn't even flinch when drinking from mountain springs, eating wild game, or sleeping on the grass. In fact, he seemed more adept and relaxed than any of the others.

They had only climbed for a moment when they suddenly heard a piercing sound of metal clashing. The four of them stopped in their tracks and listened intently. The wind carried intermittent voices.

"It's Big Brother!" Yuwen Luo exclaimed first, and with a leap, he quickly flew away.

"Big brother!" Ning Lang also chased after him.

Ming Er and Lan Qi watched the two run away, then glanced at each other again.

"There is much injustice in the martial world," Ming Er said with a touch of melancholy.

Lan Qi waved her jade fan and said, "Young Master, you are a kind-hearted immortal, you should settle this injustice."

"With Seventh Master in front of us, how dare I steal his thunder?" Ming Er smiled calmly.

"Second Young Master thinks too highly of me. I am far superior to you. I follow the path of evil and would never do anything foolish that does no good to myself." Lan Qi waved her jade fan with great flair, her green eyes glancing sideways at Ming Er, her gaze clearly indicating that she was referring to him.

Ming Er remained unmoved by the smile, but sincerely said, "Why do you say that, Seventh Young Master? Ning Lang is chivalrous and kind-hearted, and his actions are always sincere. How could he do something foolish?" He was reminding Seventh Young Master Lan that the one who had done the foolish thing he was talking about was none other than Ning Lang, the young hero he was betrothed to. "Besides, as an unmarried man, Seventh Young Master, you must be proud, don't you?" As the saying goes, husband and wife are one, sharing honor and disgrace.

“Alas…” Lan Qiyu closed her fan and shook her head with regret, “How can Ning Lang compare to the Second Young Master’s beautiful Hengbo? She is truly unparalleled in beauty and intelligence.”

Compared to Ning Lang, Qiu Hengbo? The Second Young Master Ming felt a chill run down his spine, took a step back, and said, "How about we go and see? I wonder what earth-shattering event the Eldest Young Master Yuwen has accomplished today?"

“That’s true.” Lan Qi’s green eyes flashed, and she nodded.

With a few leaps, the two caught up with Yuwen Luo and Ning Lang.

After flying for about four or five miles, the sounds of clashing weapons grew louder in the woods ahead, and figures could be seen moving about in the woods, with even voices becoming clearer.

“Yuwen, you have killed many of my followers in the past. Today, you have fallen into our hands. It is only because Heaven has eyes that you have done so.”

"Bah! I only regret that I haven't killed enough villains of the demonic sect!"

"It really is Big Brother!" Yuwen Luo heard it clearly and accelerated, rushing into the woods.

In the forest, Yuwen stood alone against six men in white. His crimson whip danced wildly like a dragon and snake, each move ruthless. However, the six men were clearly also experts, their offense and defense well-coordinated and their broadswords as white as snow and their swords as sharp as ice. They surrounded Yuwen, preventing him from moving or launching an attack, putting him at a clear disadvantage. Meanwhile, six more men surrounded him from the outside, seemingly observing, but their expressions clearly indicated they were ready to intervene at any moment.

"The Demonic Sect and its ilk are nothing but lowly tricks. If you dare to fight me one-on-one, I'll send you all to meet the King of Hell!" Despite being surrounded and in a disadvantageous situation, Yuwen still had a sharp tongue.

"We follow the teachings and act according to the principle of 'doing whatever we want,' unlike you heroes who have to put on a show of bravado." One of the white-clad onlookers, who seemed to be the leader, retorted, "Why would we choose the difficult path when we can kill you easily and quickly?"

"Hmph! Despicable!" Yuwen said, but his men didn't relax for a moment, each move was deadly and ruthless.

The leader of the sect caught a glimpse of a figure rushing from the forest out of the corner of his eye, and then looked at Yuwen Yu, who was fighting more and more fiercely. He waved his hand and said, "Let's finish this quickly!"

Immediately, the other five people surrounding the circle also rushed in to join the attack. Yuwen saw the danger and in the blink of an eye, he was stabbed on the shoulder and back, and his body was covered in blood.

"Brother!" Yuwen Luo cried out in alarm upon seeing his brother injured as soon as he entered the forest. "I'll help you!" He flashed forward and rushed towards the followers.

"Idiot! What are you doing here! Get out of here!" Yuwen was already surrounded by the experts of his sect and had no power to fight back. He swung his long whip but could not defend himself. He knew that he would probably die today. But when he saw his younger brother flying over, he was startled and his hand loosened. He was immediately stabbed in the waist.

"Brother, these people are ganging up on us, of course I have to help you!" Yuwen Luo swung his silver pen, pointing straight at the hands of the nearest disciple. The strike was fierce, and the disciple quickly dodged. Yuwen Luo took advantage of this moment to fly to Yuwen's side and stand back to back with his brother to face the enemy.

"You..." At this moment, Yuwen was shocked, angry, and worried.

That day, in a fit of anger, he stormed out of Changtian Manor. Although Qiu Changtian sent Qiu Zang to try his best to persuade him to stay, he was too ashamed to remain. So he left, intending to return home and further hone his martial arts skills, hoping to one day find Lan Qi and avenge his humiliation. However, on the way, he heard the news that the "Lan Yin Bi Yue" had been stolen, and that Shouling Palace was entering the martial world for the first time, convening the Yingshan Conference to discuss the search for the token. Therefore, he decided not to go home for the time being and instead came to Yingshan to check on the situation.

Unexpectedly, he was followed and brought here by the Demonic Sect. Facing so many of their followers who killed without reason, he knew he was doomed. But Yuwen Luo was determined to die a worthy death, not one to surrender passively. He was determined to kill a few more of the Demonic Sect villains, even at the cost of his life. But then Yuwen Luo showed up, presumptuously offering to help him. Wasn't this just throwing away his life for nothing? Although he didn't particularly like his younger brother, who was weak in martial arts, idle, and a disgrace to the Yuwen family, they were still blood brothers. If he implicated him, he wouldn't be able to die in peace!

"You...you get out of here!" Yuwen lashed out with his whip, blocking one of his followers, and roared, "I don't want a piece of trash like you to manage, get out of here!"

"Big brother..." He had come with good intentions to help him, but was still called "useless." Although he was used to being called that by him, Yuwen Luo felt extremely wronged at this moment. However, he could not ask him to leave. "I am your own brother. How could I abandon you!" Before he could finish speaking, "Ah!" A scream rang out as a sword was stabbed into his left arm.

"Big brother!" Ning Lang exclaimed anxiously upon seeing Yuwen Luo injured. "Let's go help him!"

At a shout, he was about to rush over, but as soon as he took a step, a jade fan blocked his way, and he heard Lan Qi say "Wait!" He turned around and asked, "What's wrong? Big Brother is injured. Let's go help them quickly."

"There has to be a reason for all this fighting and killing. If you accidentally kill someone, there's no going back," Lan Qi said calmly.

"Didn't you hear what they just said? These people are all from the Demonic Sect. Good and evil have been irreconcilable since ancient times. Of course we should help Brother Yuwen," Ning Lang said urgently.

"What is righteous? What is evil?" Lan Qi glanced sideways at the encirclement and fight.

"Huh?" Ning Lang didn't expect Lan Qi to ask him such a question at this moment. He just wanted to help his older brother as soon as possible, so he replied immediately, "Of course, doing good deeds is righteous, and doing bad deeds is evil."

"Then how do you distinguish who did good and who did bad?" Lan Qi pointed over there with her fan.

"The followers all want to kill Brother Yuwen, so of course the followers are evil."

Ning Lang took a step forward, but Lan Qi closed her jade fan and blocked his way again.

"But as you also heard, Young Master Yuwen killed quite a few of his followers. How could he possibly hold a grudge? So it's only natural that his followers want revenge."

Ning Lang was taken aback by Lan Qi's question. He paused for a moment and said, "It's wrong for so many of them to attack Brother Yuwen alone."

“That’s understandable.” Lan Qi’s blue eyes darted around. “They can’t defeat Yuwen alone. If they did, they would only be throwing away one person’s life. That’s why they gathered many experts. It’s like how one person can’t move a big stone, but many people can. I think you understand this principle, right? So it can’t be said that the followers are to blame.”

"What this young master says is exactly what I want to hear." The leader of the sect over there looked at Lan Qi with admiration on his face after hearing the conversation. "With your intelligence, young master should join our sect."

"Ah, thank you for your appreciation." Lan Qi waved his jade fan with an elegant air.

The leader of the sect was taken aback when he met those emerald eyes. After a moment of stunned silence, he turned back, his face filled with surprise and doubt.

“I…” Ning Lang looked at Lan Qi in confusion, then turned to look at the Yuwen brothers who were being surrounded and fought. His eyes gradually became clear and firm. “I only know that I have to help my eldest brother, because he is a good person!”

Having said that, he ignored Lan Qi, moved swiftly, leaped out like lightning, drew his silver spear and wielded it as a sword. The silver light was unstoppable, and with one move he forced one person back. His left palm reached out, like a fist, and grabbed another person, instantly reaching the Yuwen brothers' side.

"Impressive skills!" the leader of the sect exclaimed in admiration.

"Huh?" Lan Qi and Ming Er were both surprised. They hadn't expected Ning Lang, who seemed clumsy, to possess such unexpectedly high skill. With his help, the Yuwen brothers breathed a sigh of relief, their spirits lifted, and their attacks became much more powerful. They quickly forced back several people and showed signs of breaking through the encirclement. Chapter 18, Section 6: What is Good and Evil (Part 2)

Updated: [2008-11-28 14:06:51.0]

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The leader of the sect looked at it for a moment, frowned slightly, and said, "Go with the flow."

As soon as the words fell, the disciples who had been fighting moved several steps, seemingly forming some kind of formation. Then the situation on the field suddenly changed. The disciples who had been attacking fiercely suddenly slowed down their attacks. Ning Lang and his two companions took this opportunity to launch a rapid attack, but every move missed. The disciples seemed to flow like water, finding no foothold and circling around any obstacles. When Ning Lang and his companions' attacks paused, they would rush forward again like a torrent. In just a short while, they had Ning Lang and his companions in a state of chaos and danger.

Lan Qi, who was watching from the side, smiled and asked, "What does the Second Young Master think is right and what is wrong?"

Ming Er smiled as well: "What does Seventh Young Master think is chivalry and righteousness?"

The two exchanged a glance, their smiles deepening slightly, a hint of mockery in their eyes and brows.

Lan Qi glanced sideways at them again, a smirk playing on his lips: "Second Young Master, aren't you going to lend a hand?"

“As a chivalrous person, how can I not take action when the Demonic Sect is harming us?” Ming Er said with a gentle smile. After speaking, he took a step forward and said, “Brother Yuwen, don’t panic, I’m here to save you!” His voice was gentle and clear, and his gait was elegant and composed. It was as if a spring breeze was blowing through the forest. The leader of the sect couldn’t help but secretly admire what a handsome man he was!

"Get out! I'd rather die than be saved by you!" Yuwen roared, adding even more force to his long whip.

"Although I am not a saint, how can I stand by and watch someone die without helping?" Ming Er was kind-hearted and did not get angry, and continued walking in that direction.

"I don't need your mercy! Get out of my way!" Yuwen roared even louder, but his voice was clearly weak, indicating that he was already exhausted. Yet his words were even more ruthless, "Ming Huayan! If you want me to accept your kindness, I, Yuwen, would rather kill myself here!"

“This…” Ming Er stopped in his tracks, clearly hesitant.

"Brother Yuwen?"

"Big brother?"

Ning Lang was puzzled, and Yuwen Luo was also confused by his brother's actions. Although Ning Lang had joined the ranks, and his martial arts were unexpectedly high, the eleven accompanying masters were truly skilled, with their techniques and abilities almost reaching the first-rate level. In addition, they were using formations to coordinate with each other, and the three of them were already struggling to hold on. It was a good thing that the Second Young Master Ming was willing to help, so why did Yuwen... say such harsh words to force the Second Young Master Ming to leave?

"A fake immortal is just a hypocrite. Knowing full well that the proud young master would refuse, he used the tactic of using someone else to do his dirty work well," Lan Qi muttered to himself. Looking up at the battle, in just a short while, Yuwen Luo had two more knife wounds, not to mention Yuwen... Ning Lang had also almost been injured several times. Lan Qi's brows furrowed slightly.

"Ning Lang, do you want me to help you?" he asked casually.

"Yes!" Ning Lang answered quickly and loudly.

Lan Qi smiled, took a step, and was about to leap over there.

"Are you going to make a move?" the leader of the sect suddenly called out to him.

"Hmm." Lan Qi glanced at the leader of the sect.

The leader of the sect glanced at him, then said, "Stop!"

The loud noise caught everyone off guard, but the followers still stopped and jumped out of the circle. Inside the circle, the Yuwen brothers were covered in wounds, and Ning Lang was panting heavily. They all stared at the followers with suspicion and uncertainty. Ming Er and Lan Qi also looked at the follower leader with some doubt. Logically speaking, and according to the followers' usual habits, why would they stop on their own initiative?

"For your sake, I'll let him go for now." The leader of the sect's gaze fell on Lan Qi, or more precisely, on Lan Qi's eyes, which were as blue as a deep pool.

"Oh?" Lan Qi smiled, lowering her eyes.

"Let's go." The leader of the followers didn't say much. With a wave of his hand, he led his followers away and disappeared in an instant.

The group in the forest turned their gaze to Lan Qi, who looked in the direction where the followers had disappeared, shook his jade fan, and smiled wickedly and smugly: "I never thought that I, this young master, would have so much influence that even the willful and reckless followers would be given leeway."

"You...you, a member of a righteous family, have actually joined forces with the demonic sect! No wonder everyone calls you a monster!" Yuwen accused angrily.

"Oh? How did I end up associating with them?" Lan Qi's eyes twitched as he glanced at Yuwen.

"If it weren't for... why would they say it was for your sake?!" Yuwen gasped, his legs giving way, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Heh..." Lan Qi scoffed, "To be honest, I think it's better to be with the cult than with you, Yuwen Gongzi, who's arrogant, self-important, and utterly clueless." As he spoke, he paced back and forth, waving his jade fan. "I am known as the 'Azure Demon,' so what if I'm with this 'Demon Cult'? Demons and monsters are all one family, so what can you do to me, Yuwen Gongzi?"

"You..." Yuwen was furious but also exhausted, and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Brother, how are your injuries?" Yuwen Luo hurriedly interrupted, staggering over to Yuwen Yi. In fact, he too had suffered multiple injuries, and both brothers were covered in red marks.

"Brother, you're injured too," Ning Lang said, concerned for Yuwen Luo.

"It's nothing, just superficial wounds, nothing serious," Yuwen Luo said, hissing and wincing in pain. In truth, all he wanted to do was cry. It hurt so much! It hurt like hell! But if he shed tears in front of his elder brother, he'd probably be skinned alive.

"Sit down quickly, let me take a look at your wound." Ning Lang hurriedly helped him up.

"I have some wound medicine here," Ming Er said, walking towards Yuwen Yuwen. "Brother Yuwen, let me take a look at your injury."

"Our Yuwen family also has medicine, we don't need your kindness!" After saying that, she glared at Lan Qi, then closed her eyes to regulate her breathing, ignoring everyone else.

“Big brother…” Yuwen Luo sighed helplessly, looked at Lan Qi and then at Ming Er, and sighed even more heavily. Both of them were here, no wonder he reacted so strongly.

“Then use my medicine for injuries. It’s ‘Purple Mansion Powder’ that my master gave me when I came down the mountain,” Ning Lang said in a low voice.

"Purple Mansion Powder?" Yuwen Luo's eyes lit up, and even Yuwen... opened his eyes a crack.

"Zifu Powder" and "Buddha's Heart Pill" are unique secret medicines left behind by Han Pu, the founder of the Wind and Mist Sect. "Zifu Powder" is a miraculous medicine for external injuries, while "Buddha's Heart Pill" is a holy antidote. They are extremely rare and hard to come by, and although everyone in the martial arts world desires them, very few can obtain them. Unexpectedly, Ning Lang actually possesses this holy medicine for treating external injuries. How could Yuwen Luo, who is afraid of pain and suffering, not be overjoyed?