Heavenly Sword Dragon Slaying Saber Book 2, page 1
part #10 of Condor Trilogy Series
Yi Tian Tu Long Ji
(Heavenly Sword Dragon Slaying Saber)
by Jin Yong
Translators:
Athena,
Meh,
Faerie Queen, Huang Yushi, SmokeyTheBear, Qiu Shuyi,
Efflix,
Hugh (aka IcyFox), Huang Rong,
Frans Soetomo
Editors:
Han Solo Elif Kaya
Disclaimer
This work is an unofficial fan translation of Jin Yong's Yi Tian Tu Long Ji. The Copyright owner is Jin Yong and the publisher of his original Chinese text. The copyright owner of the English translations posted here is the respective translator(s). No part of this translation may be reproduced or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the copyright owner(s) nor be otherwise circulated for commercial purpose. This translation is from the 2nd Edition.
Table of Contents
Chapter 11 - A woman whose tongue is sharp as spear (Translated by Meh and Huang Yushi*)
Chapter 12 - Needles and Prescriptions for Diseases Beyond Cure
Hu Qingniu sighed and said, "Child, you are very k
End of Chapter 13.
"I was the one who brought the Fifth Madame back t
Chapter 15 -Strange Scheme and Secret Intrigue Like in a Dream
In his disappointment he tried to reason, "Ah, per
Chapter 16 - If All Failed, Consult the Nine Yang (Translated by Foxs, Edited by Eliza Bennet)
With one hand supporting his Shifu and the other s
Chapter 17 - Green Wing Appears and Vanishes with a Laugh
End of Chapter 17.
In his extreme anger Yin Yewang laughed. He was se
Yang Xiao replied, "That was our Cult’s divine ski
(Translated by Meh)
Chapter 11 - A woman whose tongue is sharp as spear (Translated by Meh and Huang Yushi*)
*Courtesy of Wuxiapedia.com
An unshaven, burly man rowed the boat in an urgent manner. A little boy and a little girl sat with him on the boat. The boat behind them is bigger, with four lamas and seven or eight Mongolian officers on it. The officers all helped the sailors peddle the boat, allowing the boat to move much faster. The burly man’s strength is also quite amazing, rowing the small boat at great speed. Nonetheless, due to superior manpower, the bigger boat kept gaining on the smaller boat. When they got close, the lamas and the officers picked up bows and began to shoot at the smaller boat.
(Translated by Meh)
Zhang SanFeng and Zhang WuJi walked down the Shao Bao Mountain. Realizing that Zhang WuJi’s condition is terminal, Zhang SanFeng stopped talking about possible cures. He simply tried to help Zhang WuJi pass time by chatting with him. On this day, they reached the Han River. And the two took a boat across. The boat floated on the water, wavering gently back and forth. Like the boat, Zhang SanFeng’s heart also wavered back and forth.
Zhang WuJi suddenly said, "Grand-master, don’t be sad. When I die, I’ll get to see mama and papa again.” Zhang SanFeng said, "Don’t say that. No matter what, your grand-master going to save you.” Zhang WuJi said, "Actually, I really wished I could’ve learnt Shaolin’s ‘Art of Nine-Yang’, so I can teach it to Third Uncle Yu.” Zhang SanFeng asked, "Why?” Zhang WuJi said, "I had hoped that once Third Uncle Yu learnt both Wu Dang and Shaolin’s ‘Art of Nine-Yang’, his injury could heal.”
Zhang SanFeng sighed, and said, "Your Third Uncle’s injuries are external. No amount of inner power can cure him.” He then thought, "This child knows that he’s about to die, yet he is not afraid of death. Instead, he thinks about the welfare of others, a very kind indeed.” Just about to compliment him, Zhang SanFeng suddenly heard a booming voice, "Stop the ship immediately. Hand over the child, and I’ll spare your life. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless.” This voice came from far down the river, yet one can hear the words clearly. Obviously, this person has strong inner power.
Zhang SanFeng chuckled, thought, "Who would dare ask me to hand over the child?” Raising his head, only to see two boats getting near. Upon closer examination, an unshaven, burly man rowed the boat in an urgent manner. A little boy and a little girl sat with him on the boat. The boat behind them is bigger, with four lamas and seven or eight Mongolian officers on it. The officers all helped the sailors peddle the boat, allowing the boat to move much faster. The burly man’s strength is also quite amazing, rowing the small boat at great speed. Nonetheless, due to superior manpower, the bigger boat kept gaining on the smaller boat. When they got close, the lamas and the officers picked up bows and began to shoot at the smaller boat.
Zhang SanFeng thought, "Oh, so they wanted that burly man to hand over the child.” He despises Mongolians killing Hans very much, and instantly decided to help out this burly man. Only to see this man’s left hand continue to paddle, while his right hand raised the other paddle to knock down the oncoming arrows. Zhang SanFeng thought, "This man’s kung fu is quite formidable. How could I not help such a hero in trouble?” So he then said to his boatman, "Sir, let’s go help him.”
The boatman was scared out of his wits from watching the scene. He tried his best to stay away from the confrontation. So when the boatman heard Zhang SanFeng’s words, he said in shock, "Old... priest. You’re... kidding, right?” Realizing that they have no time to waste, Zhang SanFeng snatched the paddles from the boatman, and began to row towards the other two boats. Suddenly, he heard a loud scream, as an arrow struck the back of the little boy on the small boat. The burly man then immediately lost his poise, as he hurriedly turned to look at the boy’s wounds. At this moment, two arrows hit him on the shoulder and back. With the arrow wounds, the burly man could no longer hold on to the paddles, and they dropped into the water. The boat soon stopped. The bigger boat quickly caught up, as the officers and lamas jumped onto the smaller boat. That burly man did not surrender, however. Instead he fought them with all his energy.
Zhang SanFeng yelled, "Stop, filthy Mongols. I won’t allow you to hurt anyone!” As his boat got close, Zhang SanFeng jumped into the air towards the burly man’s boat.
Two officers shot arrows at him. But with a wave his sleeve, Zhang SanFeng easily whisked the arrows away. As he landed, Zhang SanFeng’s left palm shot out. Two officers immediately fell down into the water. Upon seeing this, the other officers and lamas immediately froze from the
shock. The head officer said, "Old priest, what do you want?”
Zhang SanFeng yelled, "Filthy Mongols! Trying to do more evil, hurting more civilians? Get out of here!” That officer said, "Do you know who he is? He is a remaining member of Yuan Province Devil Cult rebels, a wanted outlaw!”
Zhang SanFeng gasped upon hearing the words ‘Yuan Province Devil Cult rebel’. He thought, "So this man is Zhou ZiWang’s subordinate?” He turned and asked the burly man, "Is he speaking the truth?”
That burly man’s whole body filled with blood, as his left hand clutched the little boy, and cried, "They... they killed little master.” This sentence confirmed his identity.
Zhang SanFeng said in shock, "Is this Zhou ZiWang’s son?”
That burly man said, "That’s correct. I could not carry out my order, so what’s the need to keep on living?” He slowly put down the boy’s body, and then attacked an officer. But he’s already injured, plus the arrows are poisonous. So even before he could fully get up, he fell down onto the deck.
At this time, the little girl rushed towards a man’s body in the cabin, crying, "Papa! Papa!” Looking at the clothing on the body, Zhang SanFeng figured this man must be the boatman.
He thought, "If I had known the Devil Cult was involved, I wouldn’t have gotten interfered. But I can’t back out now.” So he said to the officer, "The boy’s already dead. The other man’s already seriously injured, and will die soon. Since you’ve already accomplished your task, you can surely leave!” That officer said, "No, I have to get their heads.” Zhang SanFeng said, "Why be so excessive?” That officer said, "Who are you, old priest? What gives you the right to intervene in this matter?” Zhang SanFeng chuckled, and said, "Who cares who I am? Everyone has the right to intervene in all matters.”
That officer gave his subordinates a gesture, and said, "What is your Taoist title? Which temple do you reside in?” Before Zhang SanFeng could respond, two other officers quickly raised their sabers, and attacked him. These two officers were already quite close to Zhang SanFeng. Plus, due to the small space of the boat, Zhang SanFeng had nowhere to evade.
But he quickly turned to the side, and with a quick twist of the body, dodged the sabers. His two palms quickly shot out, reaching the backs of the two officers, and yelled, "Get back there!” As the palms connect, the two officers flew out, landing in the middle of the large boat they came from. Zhang SanFeng hasn’t fought anyone in ages. But felt a bit unsatisfied simply beating up on these mediocre fighters.
That officer in charge gasped, and stuttered, "You. you. could you be.?” Zhang SanFeng swept his robe, and yelled, "This old priest only kills Mongols!” The lamas and officers immediately felt a strong wind bearing down hard on them, preventing them from breathing. After the wind passed, their faces all turned white. All of them then quickly returned to the large boat.
Zhang SanFeng took out a pill and put it in the burly man’s mouth. Then he rowed the boat to his own. Just as he’s about to help the burly man switch boats, he saw the burly man carry the boy’s body in one hand, the little girl in the other, and stepped to the adjacent boat. Zhang SanFeng thought, "Despite heavy injuries, this man still cares for his little master. His loyalty is very admirable. Although I didn’t mean to save him, this man is certainly worth saving.” He then helped take out the arrows out of the burly man, and applied medicine to the wounds.
That little girl watched her father’s body float away with his boat, and cried incessantly. The burly man said, "Those damn Mongols are really vicious. The first thing they did was to kill the boatman. If you hadn’t gotten here in time, this girl would have likely died too.”
Zhang SanFeng thought, "Right now, with WuJi having trouble moving, and this man being a wanted man. If we use the old river dock and seek lodgings there, I’d have trouble taking care of both people.” He took out three taels of silver and gave them to the boatman, said, "Sir, can you row east to the Tai Ping area? We’ll seek lodgings there.” That boatman was already in awe of Zhang SanFeng after watching him defeat those Mongols. So when Zhang SanFeng gave him so much money, he quickly complied, and began to row east.
That burly man got on his knees and kowtowed to Zhang SanFeng, said, "Thank you so much for saving my life. Chang YuChun [1] pays you his respect.” Zhang SanFeng quickly helped him up, and said, "Hero Chang, you don’t need to be so courteous.” Upon touching Chang YuChun’s hand, Zhang SanFeng found it to be icy cold. He asked in shock, "Is Hero Chang injured internally?” Chang YuChun said, "As I escorted little master down south, I fought against the Mongols four times. A lama managed to land two palm strikes on me, once on the chest and once on the back.
Zhang SanFeng checked his pulse, only to find it quite weak. He then opened Chang YuChun’s clothing, saw a heavy mark left by a palm strike, meaning the injury is quite serious. Any other man would’ve not have been able to hold up for such a long time. But this man managed to travel all the way here, battling along the way. Only a true hero can do something like this. Zhang SanFeng quickly ordered Chang YuChun to stop speaking, and to rest in the cabin.
That little girl is around ten. Her feet are bare, and her clothing’s tattered. Despite being a boatman’s daughter, she was an incredible young beauty, as she sat there in tears. Zhang SanFeng asked her, "Little girl, what’s your name?” That girl said, "My surname is Zhou. My name is Zhou ZhiRuo.” Zhang SanFeng thought, "For a boatman’s daughter, she does certainly have an elegant name.” He asked, "Where is your home? Is there anyone else in your family? I’ll have this boatman take you back home.” Zhou ZhiRuo said in tears, "I live with my dad on the boat. I. I have no other relatives.” Zhang SanFeng sighed, and thought, "Looks like she’s an orphan. What should I do about her?”
Chang YuChun said, "Old priest’s kung fu is incredible. May I ask for your title?” Zhang SanFeng said, "I’m called Zhang SanFeng.” Chang YuChun gasped loudly, sat up, and yelled, "So you are Wu Dang’s venerable Priest Zhang. No wonder your martial arts is so incredible. I’m really lucky to have to have met such a divine priest today.”
Zhang SanFeng said with a smile, "You’re too flattering. I simply happened to have lived a few extra years. Certainly not worthy of being ‘divine’. Hero Chang, please lie back down.” Seeing Chang YuChun’s straightforward and sincere demeanor, Zhang SanFeng found himself liking this man quite a lot. But due to Chang YuChun’s Devil Cult roots, Zhang SanFeng did not wish to talk too much with him, and said, "Your injury’s very serious. Don’t talk if you don’t have to.”
Because of his experience, Zhang SanFeng tends to be quite unbiased towards both the righteous and the devilish sects. He even once told Zhang CuiShan "You must never look down on others just because you reside in the position of the so-called righteous sect. The two words of ‘good’ and ‘evil’ were originally hard to differentiate. A member of the orthodox sect when harboring thoughts of impurity and immorality will be considered as a wicked villain, and similarly if a member from the evil sect harbors a heart that is completely directed towards goodness, then that person is a gentleman.” But after Zhang CuiShan’s suicide, Zhang SanFeng has grieved much for the loss of his disciple, and felt great enmity towards the Heavenly Eagle Sect. Remembering his third disciple’s crippled condition, his fifth disciple’s death, both due to the Heavenly Eagle Sect, Zhang
SanFeng couldn’t help but feel extra painful in regards to the word ‘devil’.
That Zhou ZiWang is Elder Mi Le’s disciple of Devil Cult, or "Ming Cult” [2] . Many years ago, he started a revolution in the Jiang Xi province, proclaiming himself Emperor, calling his dynasty ‘Zhou’. It was soon destroyed by the Yuan troops, and Zhou ZiWang was executed. Although Elder Mi Le and the Heavenly Eagle Sect are different groups of people, they both originated from the Ming Cult. When Zhou ZiWang rebelled, Yin TianZheng also stirred up much trouble in the Zhe Jiang province. Zhang SanFeng rescued Chang YuChun today was only a spur of the moment decision, before asking about Chang YuChun’s identity.
It was already dark when they arrived at the town. Zhang SanFeng bought four dishes from a restaurant, chicken, pork, fish, and vegetables, and they ate on the boat. Zhang SanFeng told Zhou ZhiRuo and Chang YuChun to go ahead and eat, while he would feed Zhang WuJi. Chang YuChun asked him why. Zhang SanFeng responded by saying that he had sealed Zhang WuJi’s pressure points around the vital organs, to prevent the poison from getting in. In his depressed state, Zhang WuJi didn’t want to eat. And when Zhang SanFeng tried to feed him, he would simply shake his head.
Zhou ZhiRuo took the bowl from Zhang SanFeng’s hand, and said, "How about let me take care of this little friend, while you go ahead and eat?” Zhang WuJi said, "I don’t need to eat. I’m already full.” Zhou ZhiRuo said, "Little friend, if you don’t eat, the old priest would be too unhappy to eat. If he won’t eat, then wouldn’t he be hungry?”
Zhang WuJi realized that she’s right, and ate the food Zhou ZhiRuo put by his mouth. Zhou ZhiRuo carefully removed all the bones from the fish and chicken, and sweetened the meat with the sauces. So they tasted very good. Zhang WuJi quickly finished a whole bowl of food.
Zhang SanFeng thought, "Considering his crippling illness, and that both his parents are dead,
WuJi really should have a attentive girl to serve him.”
Chang YuChun did not touch the meat dishes. Instead, he quickly finished the vegetable dish.
Even with the injury, he ate four big bowls of rice. Zhang SanFeng urged him to eat some meat. Chang YuChun responded, "Venerable Zhang, I’m a devout Buddhist. I don’t eat meat.” Zhang SanFeng said, "Oh, that’s right. I forgot.” He immediately remembered, the Devil Cult has very strict rules, forbidding its members to eat meat. This has been true since the Tang Dynasty. Near the end of the Northern Sung Dynasty, the leader of the Ming Cult rebelled in the Zhe Dong province. At the time, the people called them ‘Vegetarian Devil Honoring Cult’.
Because the two big rules of the Ming Cult are to never eat meat, and to always honor the Devil. Under attacks from the government and the martial world, the disciples of the Ming Cult began to hide their identities. So they always say they are devout Buddhists to cover their vegetarian ways.
Chang YuChun said, "Venerable Zhang, you saved my life, and already knows my background. So there’s no need for me to hide it. I am indeed a member of the Ming Cult. The government thinks of us as rebels. The righteous sects look down upon us, thinking we’re just a bunch of bandits, or that we’re minions of the devil. But for you to save me, even knowing who I am, I really don’t know how to repay for your kindness.”
Zhang SanFeng knows about the origins of the Devil Cult. The God they worship is called ‘Muo Ni’. But the worshipers call him ‘Honorable Brightness’. When the cult spread into the central plains in the Tang Dynasty, it was called ‘Muo Ni Cult’, and also ‘Cult of the Illuminating Light’. Its worshippers called it the ‘Ming Cult’, but others call it the Devil Cult. Zhang SanFeng sighed, and said, "Hero Chang...”
Chang YuChun quickly cut in, "Venerable priest, you really don’t need to call me a ‘hero’. Just call me YuChun.” Zhang SanFeng said, "Alright. YuChun, how old are you?” Chang YuChun said, "Twenty.”
