Book 13: Chapter 17
“Within the ancient soul dualism tradition, every living human has both ahun spiritual, ethereal, yang soul, which leaves the body after death, and they also have apo corporeal, substantive, yin soul, which remains with the corpse of the deceased. Daoism proposes a soul structure of threehun and sevenpo. You can call the threehuns the spiritual soul and the sevenpos the seven physical souls. If you can retrieve their threehun and sevenpo, as well as keep the deceaseds corpse intact, its possible to resurrect them.”
“H-how do I find them Tell me, or I w-”
“Im not used to people talking to me in this tone.” Ming Feizhen suddenly stomped on Yan Jiangnans kneecap, disabling the left leg he had all his weight on.
Ming Feizhen ignored the swordsman now on the ground, sat up onto the bench, grabbed the teapot and poured it straight down the hatch. The tea wasnt exactly nice, not that anyone was expecting for prison tea to be, but it was even worse due to how long it had been left there for. Nonetheless, for someone who had been deprived for a while, it was rejuvenating to say the least.
“Yeah, tea leaves really are a big field to study. Wouldve been nice if you kidnapped Mr. Shi along with me.” Ming Feizhen licked his lips in spite of what he said.
Yan Jiangnan used the scabbard to get to his feet. Despite sweating buckets just staying on his feet, he felt it was necessary to thrust the sword in his right hand at Ming Feizhens tummy with lethal intent. As neither of them had access to internal energy and were hurt to relatively the same extent, their fight boiled down to who had the better technique. In terms of technique, Yan Jiangnan surpassed Ming Feizhen with every weapon.
Yan Jiangnan couldnt understand why Ming Feizhen didnt even react to the incoming attack. Out of nowhere, a dead Yan Jibei jumped up. Scared witless, Yan Jiangnan lost his base and rolled across the ground. Seeing his brother glare vindictively at and listening to his brother produce incomprehensible sounds through his teeth, Yan Jiangnan pleaded, “Im sorry! Im sorry! I wont do it again!
As Ming Feizhen licked his lips, he kept track of how much time his puppet still had left on his right hand based on the force he used to hit the corpses accupoints. Once time was up, he clapped his hands, turning Yan Jibei into a statue. A brief moment later, Yan Jibei collapsed.
Breaking the silence that once again permeated the prison, Ming Feizhen stated, “Now hes as dead as can be… People can be brought back from the dead as I stated.”
Crawling along the ground, Yan Jiangnan replied after a long silence, “… I saw.”
“You cant find a phoenix, not that anything would change even if you could. Jiang Chen will off you once youre no longer useful, so theres no point in begging him. Sky Palace, well, men arent allowed in. With your looks, theyll attack you even faster, although you might hack it as a eunuch.”
“I am your only hope.” Ming Feizhen stood up. “I can help reunite you with your lover again. I can walk the walk. What I need from you is your assistance in helping me escape. Clear and simple enough”
“Im now powerless… How am I supposed to help you…”
“Simple. First, answer a question for me.”
“How long have I been out for”
“… Over two hours.”
“Yeah” Ming Feizhen lifted up a corner of his lips slightly. “The eight heavy doors have been lowered, so theres still time.”
“I can erase your internal energy, and I can teach you to restore it. As a matter of fact, I can help you surpass your previous prime. I shall begin by treating your back first.”
Ming Feizhen took the scabbard, then poked several major accupoints on Yan Jiangnans body multiple times. As he had to rely on pure arm strength, it took several jabs to seal the accupoints. “I havent sealed your awareness, so Ill be knocking you out later. Just letting you know so that youll be mentally prepared.” Ming Feizhen fetched Wu Pings sword and a candle.
Even though Yan Jiangnan didnt have the foggiest idea what Ming Feizhen was up to or understand the first thing about the resurrection method, Yan Jiangnan didnt have any intent on resisting. “Who exactly are you… Ive never heard of you. I doubt youre a relative of my Yan Clan, so how do you know my ancestors discipline”
“The discipline your ancestors pass down is okay, but there are a lot of confusing parts. My shifu and I did a lot of explaining in addition to patching up. Remember to send us athank you letter when you practice it in the future.”
“Just who in the world are you”
“A big wig. A man who can resuscitate the dead. If you consider me a god, youre not wrong.”
“A god Heh, yet you nearly died by my hand”
“When did I ever nearly die by your hand”
“When you were unconscious. How do you know I wouldnt dare to kill you Had I chose to, youd be a wandering ghost right now.”
“Theres a bigif there. If nothing else, you didnt.”
“How do you know”
“If you chopped, I wouldve woken up, genius.” Ming Feizhen looked at Yan Jiangnan as though the latter had screws loose. “With your strength, Id have woken up as soon as you touched me. You were just kicked to the ground earlier. What changed”
“Careful. Im going to commence now.”
Watching Ming Feizhen raise the bench overhead to bring down, Yan Jiangnan cried, “Wait! Wait! Wait! What are you doing”
“What am I doing Knocking you out.”
“What for Why do you have to use the bench”
“I need to cut open your lower back to adjust your bones positions. You dont feel pain or something”
“Y-youre going to cut open my lower back”
It was one thing to hear of surgeries and another thing to be the patient of one. Plus, they usually used anaesthetics, not benches.
“Where do you expect me to find anaesthetics here Just bear with it.”
“B-but how are you going to put my back together after cutting it open”
Ming Feizhen pulled out several silver strings from his hair. “I think thats enough questions. Whats the point of answering them Ive already sealed your accupoints. Rest assured.”
“Hun” and “po” – Adding on to the section I inserted into Ming Feizhens explanation in order for you to understand what he was even saying, according to the 1992 version of the Xinhua Dictionary, “hun” refers to the “spirit” that can exist without a living body, while “po” refers to the spirit whose existence depends on a living body. As they are two different types of “spirits”, youll sometimes find them used together (i.e. hunpo).-