[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming":3,"chapter-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-147":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Unorthodox Sword of Ming",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2337352,4570,"Chapter 147: Severe Injury","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-147",147,"\u003Cp>The elixir instantly melted into a warm flow that surged through her limbs and meridians; Pan Yun’s hand pressed against his back, slowly channeling her spiritual power into his body to repair it alongside the medicine’s effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi and Lin Jingle immediately stepped forward to examine Dai Yong, who lay slumped on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle felt his neck and found he still breathed; she immediately shoved an elixir into his mouth and gently lifted his head to check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, he shook his head at Zhang Zi. “Send for Chief Lou of the Tai Su Academy—there may still be hope.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi’s face was grim; he glared sharply at the remaining three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three knelt beside Nong Zhiyi, trembling with fear and regret, crying out loudly: “Chief, look at Nong Zhiyi—he seems to be dying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi frowned in confusion, stepped forward to examine him, and discovered his dantian had cracked, his qi leaking out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nong Zhiyi was in too much pain to speak, yet he clung tightly to Zhang Zi’s sleeve, trembling as he looked up at him, begging for salvation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi’s expression slowly calmed; he rose with a stern face. “Take everyone back to the Punishment Hall. Send someone to fetch Chief Lou of the Tai Su Academy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Wang looked at Pan Yun with concern, nodded, and ordered someone to find Lou Tong at the Tai Su Academy; he then stepped forward to lead the group to the Punishment Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun used her spiritual power to protect Cui Huai’s heart meridian; once she confirmed the medicine had saved his life, she lifted him up and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!” Zhang Zi glared at her. “Didn’t you hear me? Everyone must go to the Punishment Hall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun lifted her gaze. “Chief Zhang, I, Pan Yun, swear here: if Cui Huai dies, I will take Zhang Weiliang’s life—blood for blood!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi clenched his fists tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun carried Cui Huai toward the Tai Su Academy; Zhang Zi made no move to stop her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle frowned, then picked up Dai Yong and ordered others to bring the still screaming Nong Zhiyi to the Tai Su Academy as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Li and her friends walked hand in hand back to their dormitory when they saw many people hurrying eastward. Curious, she grabbed someone she half-knew. “Senior sister, where is everyone going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To the Tai Su Academy. Word is, Nong Zhiyi and the others killed Cui Huai. Pan Yun avenged him and is now trying to kill them too. All of them are badly wounded—they’re being taken to the Tai Su Academy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Li froze instantly. Her companion shoved her, and only then did she snap back to awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands and feet turned icy; she stumbled after the crowd, muttering, “I—I’ll go see…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she finished speaking, Xuan Li burst into tears, sobbing: “Did Cui Huai die? Did Cui Huai really die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her companion ran after her; they moved quickly and soon caught up with the group heading to the Tai Su Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many curious onlookers followed, but most kept their distance, afraid of Zhang Zi and Lin Jingle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xuan Li’s mind was blank; she pushed through the crowd and chased after them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She caught up with Pan Yun, who carried Cui Huai at the front. Seeing Cui Huai covered in blood, his face bruised and swollen beyond recognition, tears streamed down her face again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never seen anyone reduced to such a state; her heart turned cold. She asked Pan Yun: “Will Cui Huai die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun didn’t answer. As soon as they entered the Tai Su Academy, the senior students and teachers seated at the clinic door rose in shock. “How did this happen? Bring him in quickly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tai Su Academy stood in the northeast corner of the Academy, separate from the other Dao halls, for it was spacious, with vast land behind it serving as an herb garden. The Academy’s infirmary was located here, staffed by the Tai Su Academy’s Daoist masters and senior students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did Academy students come here for treatment; occasionally, people from the mountains below would climb up seeking healing, all treated here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A senior student led Pan Yun upstairs, opened a room, and said: “Put him down quickly. How was he injured?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she finished speaking, noise erupted downstairs—Dai Yong and Nong Zhiyi had arrived. To facilitate treatment, the senior student who brought them up opened the same room door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One room, four beds; three were occupied, leaving only one free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong arrived in haste. Before Zhang Zi could speak, she glanced at the three and instantly assessed their conditions, rushing straight to Dai Yong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, needles covered Dai Yong’s body and head; only then did she turn to Cui Huai, stabilizing his heart meridian with needles before attending to Nong Zhiyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi and Lin Jingle fell silent as Lou Tong rushed to Dai Yong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong had her own code: treat the most critical first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Lou Tong inserted needles to relieve Nong Zhiyi’s pain and used spiritual power to halt the collapse of his dantian, she finally asked: “What happened? Has some evil infiltrated our Academy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle’s face was cold. “No. It was a fight among students.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong was displeased. “Who struck so brutally? When did our Academy become so chaotic that students dare fight to the death?” Lin Jingle glanced at Pan Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong followed his gaze and frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun’s gaze was equally cold and stern, her face like ice. She lifted her eyes, filled with hostility, and spoke: “Chief Lin, aren’t you the head of the Punishment Hall? The incident began when they ambushed lower-year students openly within the Academy. Shouldn’t you, as head of the Punishment Hall, give us an explanation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle laughed bitterly. “You severely injured one, nearly destroyed his dantian, and ruined another’s dantian—and now you demand I explain myself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun replied coldly: “I acted in defense of justice and self-preservation. If you doubt it, ask the students who witnessed it. They murdered Cui Huai—wasn’t it my duty as a fellow student to intervene? If they’re too afraid of power to speak the truth, I can still ask myself: do they dare?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three lightly wounded students turned pale, helplessly glancing at Nong Zhiyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nong Zhiyi’s pain had lessened, but he still dared not relax. Ignoring Pan Yun’s accusations, he fixed his gaze on Lou Tong: “Chief Lou, can my dantian be healed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nong Zhiyi’s hope faded; tears welled in his eyes. “Chief Lou, please save me. You must save me—I cannot live without my dantian. I absolutely cannot live without my dantian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong said: “Your dantian has cracked. Only if you find a Tian Shan snow lotus to brew a Bing Hunyuan Pill might it be restored. But Hunyuan Pills are rare—let alone the special Bing Hunyuan Pill.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!. Read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nong Zhiyi immediately turned to Pan Yun, struggling to get up and beg her. Lou Tong pressed him down. “Don’t move—risk of needle displacement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nong Zhiyi gazed at Pan Yun from afar, pleading: “Senior sister Pan, please save me. I know the Sanqing Mountain must have Hunyuan Pills. If you restore my dantian, I’ll drop all charges.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, gritted his teeth: “I’ll even drop charges against Dai Yong’s injuries.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun smiled faintly, glancing at the three standing nearby. “Oh? But I never said I wouldn’t pursue you for harming Cui Huai.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong was furious. She snatched her hand away from Nong Zhiyi and turned away. “Jingyi, when time’s up, remove their needles. I’ll prescribe three doses—have someone fetch and decoct them. I’m leaving this to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ge Jingyi, who had been enjoying the spectacle, snapped back to attention and bowed. “Yes, Chief.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong told Lin Jingle: “I won’t interfere in your Punishment Hall’s affairs. Once they’re stable enough, take them back for processing. Don’t bring this mess into my Tai Su Academy—I can’t stand the noise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle: “They can’t be moved now. Dai Yong and Cui Huai are unconscious. Only Pan Yun and Nong Zhiyi are able to be interrogated. But Nong Zhiyi can’t be moved either—we’ll have to use your space.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong pointed at Nong Zhiyi. “Interrogate what? He’d sacrifice his own comrade’s life for personal gain—clearly he was paid to do this. Cui Huai was a new student this year—what could he have done to provoke them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She snapped: “I say, find out who’s behind this, arrest them all, drag them to the Punishment Hall, and torture them until they confess. I don’t believe they won’t talk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle’s face remained grim. “Chief Lou, our Punishment Hall has its own procedures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So does the Tai Su Academy,” Lou Tong replied. “If you don’t want me interfering, stay away from my Academy. You won’t interrogate anyone here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi rubbed his temples. “Chief Lou, how many years has our Academy gone without such a vile incident? So many students witnessed it—we must give them an answer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong sneered. “Don’t use the students to pressure me. I haven’t stopped you from interrogating. I only have one demand: if you want to interrogate, take them out of my Tai Su Academy. Do it anywhere else—just not here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun heard this, glanced around, and didn’t see Pan Xiaohei. She sensed its whereabouts, lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, then bit her tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She leaned back against Xuan Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Li turned pale. She pulled Pan Yun into her arms, screaming: “Pan—Pan Yun! What’s wrong? Don’t scare me—Chief Lou, help!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong appeared instantly beside Pan Yun, grasped her pulse. The moment she touched it, she lowered her eyes to study her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun quietly opened her eyes and winked her left eye. Lou Tong nearly dropped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s hesitation, she held back. One hand kept her pulse, the other closed Pan Yun’s eyes. After a pause, she slipped an elixir into her mouth, then turned to Zhang Zi and Lin Jingle: “She has internal injuries. She must stay for treatment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi and Lin Jingle frowned together, eyeing Pan Yun in Lou Tong’s arms. “She’s injured?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though their medical skill didn’t match Lou Tong’s, as seasoned Daoists who had reached this level, they understood medicine well. Pan Yun clearly had strong qi and blood—she looked perfectly healthy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong’s face was expressionless. “Yes. She is injured.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi was certain now: Lou Tong was covering for Pan Yun. They were stalling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi glanced into the crowd. The incident had happened long enough—it must have spread through the entire Academy. The Fengqi Academy, closest to the Tai Su Academy, must have heard. Yet Pan Yun’s two junior disciples still hadn’t arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zi pressed his lips together, lowered his eyes for a moment, then said: “Let her rest for a few days. Once they’re all stable, bring them to the Punishment Hall for interrogation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1843,"2026-06-20T22:03:57.478Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","27f16818fd103db5275911fc493a41715a11d429949d3b85224fb7a409b5097e","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-148","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-146",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-cover.jpg"]