Zhang Wuji laughed. "How do I know?" he said, "I was asking you."
"How do I know?" that person replied, "I was asking you."
Zhang Wuji knew this person probably did not have any malicious intention; he had been following him for a while, if he wanted to, it would be easy for him to make his move and send Zhang Wuji to his doom. Thereupon he said, "By what name are you called?"
"Can't say [Shuo Bude]," came the reply.
"Why can't you say it?" Zhang Wuji asked.
"If I can't say it, then I can't say it; why should I explain to you the reason?" the man said, "By what name are you called?"
"I … I am called Zeng Ahniu," Zhang Wuji replied.
"You are running wildly in the middle of the night; what are you doing?" the man asked.
Zhang Wuji knew this man must be one who loved to play trick on others. He said, "A friend of mine is captured by the Qing Yi Fu Wang, I am going to rescue her back."
"You cannot rescue her," the man said.
"Why not?" Zhang Wuji asked.
"The man said, "Qing Yi Fu Wang's martial art is stronger than yours; you cannot beat him."
"Even if I cannot beat him, I must fight him," Zhang Wuji said.
"Very good, you have the spirit," the man said, "Is your friend a young woman?"
"Correct," Zhang Wuji replied, "How do you know?"
"If it were not for a young woman, would a young man be willing to risk his life?" the man said, "Is she very beautiful?"
"Very ugly!" Zhang Wuji replied.
"How about you?" the man asked, "Are you ugly or not?"
"Come over here," Zhang Wuji replied, "You can see it for yourself."
"I don't want to see," the man said, "Does that young woman know martial arts?"
"She does," Zhang Wuji said, "She is the daughter of Yin Yewang Qianbei from the Heavenly Eagle Cult, and has learned martial art from Jin Hua Popo of the Lingshe Island."
"You don't need to pursue," the man said, "Once Wei Yixiao got hold of her, he will never let her go."
"Why is that?" Zhang Wuji wondered.
"Humph," the man snorted, "You are a fool, you can't use your head. Who is Yin Yewang to Yin Tianzheng?"
"They are father and son," Zhang Wuji replied.
The man asked, "Bai Mei Ying Wang and Qing Yi Fu Wang, whose martial art skill is stronger?"
"I don't know," Zhang Wuji replied, "May I ask Qianbei, who is stronger?"
"Each one has his own strong point," the man said, "Whose influence is greater?"
"Ying Wang is the Heavenly Eagle Cult's Cult Leader," Zhang Wuji said, "I suppose his influence must be somewhat greater."
"That's right," the man said, "Consequently, by seizing Yin Tianzheng's granddaughter, Wei Yixiao can take advantage of her by use her as a leverage, he can force Yin Tianzheng to submit to him."
Zhang Wuji shook his head. "I am afraid that is impossible," he said, "Yin Yewang Qianbei is insistent in wanting to kill his own daughter."
"And why is that?" the man was puzzled.
Thereupon Zhang Wuji told him briefly how Zhu'er had killed her father's beloved concubine and had caused the death of her own mother.
When Zhang Wuji finished, the man clicked his tongue and said, "Amazing, truly amazing. She is a perfect material."
"What material?" Zhang Wuji wondered.
The man replied, "In such a young age she was able to kill her stepmother, indirectly killed her own mother, and has received training under Jin Hua Popo of the Lingshe Island. I think she is a treasure. Wei Yixiao must want to take her as his disciple."
Zhang Wuji was stunned. "How do you know?" he asked.
"Wei Yixiao is my good friend," the man replied, "Naturally I understand his temperament."
Zhang Wuji's mind went blank for a moment before he called out loudly, "It's bad!" and rushed forward. That man also ran closely behind him.
While still running, Zhang Wuji asked, "Why are you following me?"
"I am curious," the man replied, "I want to see some excitement. What are you going to do when you overtake Wei Yixiao?"
Zhang Wuji angrily said, "Zhu'er is already rather heretical. I must stop her from taking Wei Yixiao as her master. What would happen if she also learned to become a demon who sucks other people's blood?"
"Do you like Zhu'er that much?" the man asked, "Why do you care that much of her?"
Zhang Wuji sighed and said, "I don't know if I like her or not; it's just that she … she is a little bit like my mother."
"Hmm, so your Mama is also an ugly freak; it may be assumed that you are not too good-looking," the man said.
"My Mama was very good-looking," Zhang Wuji quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense!"
"What a pity, what a pity!" the man said.
"What do you mean, 'what a pity'?" Zhang Wuji asked.
The man replied, "You are young and have some guts. You are brave and upright, which is very good. It is too bad that very soon you will be a bloodless corpse."
Zhang Wuji's heart was stirred. "He is right," he mused, "Even if I can overtake Wei Yixiao, how can I save Zhu'er? Won't I simply deliver my own life in vain?"
"Qianbei," he said, "Will you help me?"
"No, I can't," the man replied, "First, Wei Yixiao is my friend. Second, I am also not his match."
"If Wei Yixiao is your friend, why didn't you advise him?" Zhang Wuji asked.
"Advice is useless," the man said, "Wei Yixiao himself does not want to suck people's blood, he has no choice, his suffering is indeed difficult to bear."
"He has no choice?" Zhang Wuji asked in bewilderment, "How can that be?"
"Wei Yixiao suffered a fire deviation when cultivating his internal energy," the man explained, "Henceforth, each time he uses his internal energy, he must drink human blood; otherwise his entire body would turn cold and he would freeze to death immediately."
Zhang Wuji thought for a moment and said, "Does that mean the three 'yin' arteries in his armpits are damaged?"
"Ah, how do you know?" the man was surprised.
"I was just guessing," Zhang Wuji said, "I don't know if it is correct?"
The man said, "Three times I climbed the Changbai Mountain to find a fire toad for him to treat his illness, but three times I failed. The first time I did see a fire toad, but I missed by about two 'zhang'. The second and third time, not even the shadow of a fire toad was to be seen. After the current crisis is resolved, I am going back to try again."
"I can go together with you," ZhangWuji said, "Is that alright?"
"Hmm," the man said, "Your internal energy is enough, but your 'qing gong' is lacking too much, simply not enough. We'll talk again when the time comes. Hey, tell me, why do you want to help me find a fire toad?"
Zhang Wuji replied, "If we can catch one, not only Wei Yixiao's illness will be cured, we can also help a lot of people, because then he would not have to suck other people's blood anymore. Uh, Qianbei, he has already run for such a long time, he has used up his internal energy. If he has no other choice, won't he be forced to suck Zhu'er's blood?"