It was all quiet on the main thoroughfare now. Xu Fengnian went in the nearest carriage with the Flash Spear and spat out some blood when the portiere was just down. Traces of blood started oozing out his eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth. His dress was all ragged before his chest, showing a crack on the dark green soft armor underneath. He pressed on his wound, pale and panting, "All leave and get me the old God of Sword. Tell Ning Emei he is in charge now while I rest."

Taoist alchemy regarded the thirty-six acupoints and seventy-two apertures of the human body as the blessed spots. The former High Priest of Wudang Mountains, Wang Chonglou, had transfused his Great Flavium energy to Xu Fengnian, tapping yet only six acupoints and fourteen apertures with the remaining energy hiding in the rest of the spots, to be absorbed gradually.