Look After Young Hero Fang!

*Schwing!* With a sharp sound, Guan Tianyue's other leg parted company from his body. Piercing, agonizing shrieks echoed through the front-mountain main hall. Fang Shuwen had already arrived at Zhou Qingmei's side. Seeing this, he whispered to her, "Are all of you from Zhujige Pavilion this savage?" Zhou Qingmei replied earnestly, "Heretics and evil fiends deserve to be slain by all." "Makes sense!" Fang Shuwen nodded seriously. Zuo Qingshuang rolled her eyes dramatically from the side. Did this kid really have the nerve to call Xu Chongshan savage? He should take a look at himself... Feng Mantian, once the all-conquering Cult Leader of the Black Fiend Cult, had been beaten beyond recognition. The wall had even been punched clean through... repairing it later would be quite a hassle. Never mind Feng Mantian—just look at the other old fiends in the main hall. Qingyangzi's head had been hammered straight into his chest cavity. The Ghost Scholar had a gaping hole blasted through his heart. The Monk of Ultimate Bliss had exploded completely. In comparison, Li Nanchen had looked relatively intact at first... until his own father tore him to shreds. Now the entire hall of Zhujige Pavilion was a dripping, gory mess, all thanks to this kid's handiwork. And yet, looking as if none of it concerned him, he had the gall to call Xu Chongshan savage? Still, looking at him now when he wasn't fighting, Fang Shuwen truly did possess a hint of refined, scholarly grace. His name sounded elegant, too—both *shu* for books and *wen* for culture... If she hadn't seen him slaughter people with her own eyes just moments ago, who would ever have thought this was a peerless monster of violence? After a brief thought, she spoke up: "Young Hero Fang, could I trouble you to take a look on Feng Mantian's body and see if he has an antidote for the Qi-Severing Powder?" "An antidote? Master, you were poisoned?" Zhou Qingmei and Lu Xiaoqing only realized it just now. Fang Shuwen was startled for a moment, but without hesitating, he walked straight over to Feng Mantian's corpse. Alas, he had beaten the body so badly that the chest and abdomen had caved in, practically flattened like a pancake. It was truly gruesome to behold... With utter revulsion written across his face, he rummaged through the remains, only to find nothing. "Was he the one who poisoned you?" Fang Shuwen returned empty-handed, looking somewhat troubled. "No... it was Li Nanchen," Zuo Qingshuang said with an odd expression. "..." Fang Shuwen looked around at the pieces of Li Nanchen strewn across the main hall, thought for a moment, and said, "Senior, how about letting me give it a try?" In truth, they did not have much time to waste here in the hall. Fang Shuwen had fought his way up with Lu Xiaoqing and Zhou Qingmei, tearing open a breach while rescuing many people of Zhujige Pavilion. Thanks to their reinforcement, the battle outside had been kept from becoming entirely one-sided. Now, fresh combat strength was needed to completely weather this assault by the Black Fiend Cult. Fortunately, killing those few fiends hadn't taken much time; he simply hadn't expected that Zuo Qingshuang and the others had all been poisoned. Zuo Qingshuang glanced at Fang Shuwen, then at the gruesome corpses all around, and finally nodded decisively: "Give it your best shot, Young Hero!" Fang Shuwen felt a sense of bracing courage in her voice, as if she were facing death with equanimity, and couldn't help admiring her as expected of a veteran of the jianghu. Immediately stepping behind her, he sent the divine power of the Yijin Jing directly into her body. The moment his palm pressed against her back, Zuo Qingshuang still betrayed a trace of nervousness: "Young Hero Fang, be gentle..." Fang Shuwen: "..." The Qi-Severing Powder was exceedingly insidious, concealing itself within the meridians where it was terribly difficult to detect. Even if one knew they had been poisoned, it could not be felt unless their true qi was circulated. Yet now, as Fang Shuwen's true qi entered her body and, guided by Zuo Qingshuang's inner breath, completed a full heavenly cycle through her, he couldn't detect anything at all. Fang Shuwen pulled his hands back, thoroughly baffled, but Zuo Qingshuang's eyes went wide: "The poison... it's gone!!" She sprang to her feet. "Qingmei, Qing'er, look after Young Hero Fang! Master is going out to join the battle!" "Master, I'll go with you!" Zhou Qingmei called out hastily. "No need," Zuo Qingshuang said hurriedly. "Young Hero Fang has done Zhujige Pavilion a monumental favor. You two take good care of him for me!" As she spoke, she sped right past Xu Chongshan—who was still chopping off arms and legs, eager to tear Guan Tianyue into ten thousand pieces—and dashed out the door. Xu Chongshan glanced over and shouted urgently, "Junior Sister, show some restraint... your poison!" "Young Hero Fang cured me!" By the time Zuo Qingshuang's words reached his ears, she had already vanished from sight. Xu Chongshan froze. Forgetting all about torturing Guan Tianyue, he forced himself to circulate his qi and struck acupoints to stop Guan Tianyue's bleeding, then rushed over to Fang Shuwen. Yet he was so accustomed to his stern, icy demeanor that he had no idea how to open his mouth to ask for help. Scratching his head and ears, his face turned bright red from the strain, unable to utter a single word. It was Fang Shuwen who showed understanding: "Senior, just turn your back to me..." "Right, right, of course!" Xu Chongshan turned around immediately. "Thank you, Young Hero!!" Fang Shuwen said no more, simply repeating the process from earlier... In truth, he didn't even know how he had neutralized the poison, but since Zuo Qingshuang said it was gone, the previous method had clearly worked, so doing it again would suffice. Once a heavenly cycle was completed, Xu Chongshan was also fully restored. He turned around, looked at Fang Shuwen with profound gratitude, and instructed Zhou Qingmei and Lu Xiaoqing, "Take good care of Young Hero Fang! Your martial uncle will be back in a flash!" With that, he dashed out as well, though as he passed Guan Tianyue and saw blood still seeping from his wounds, he tapped a few more acupoints on him... He was thoroughly terrified that the man might recklessly die while he was away outside. Fang Shuwen scratched his head. "I have two arms and two legs; do I really need this much looking after? Besides, with the state Senior Martial Sister Lu is in right now, who's taking care of whom?" Zhou Qingmei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Master and Martial Uncle are probably just... overjoyed? In any case, if not for you this time, Zhujige Pavilion truly would have faced utter ruin. This is a monumental kindness; no amount of gratitude could be too much." Lu Xiaoqing also nodded earnestly. "Qingmei is right. With the Pavilion Master away, our Zhujige Pavilion would have been finished if not for you." Fang Shuwen looked at the other Zhujige Pavilion disciples in the hall who had also been afflicted with the Qi-Severing Powder, all gazing at him like hungry chicks waiting to be fed, and sighed helplessly. "Let's put gratitude aside for now... let's keep detoxifying." The Zhujige Pavilion disciples, who had been waiting anxiously for quite a while without daring to speak up, now hurried forward. Purging the poison from them was effortless for Fang Shuwen, clearing them one by one in no time... Whether intentionally or not, every single disciple who had their poison cured would, before leaving, urge Zhou Qingmei and Lu Xiaoqing: "Make sure to take good care of Young Hero Fang!" Those who knew the truth understood what was going on; anyone else would have thought they were reciting a secret passphrase.