Zhang Tie stood in midair without intervening, watching as the two elders of the Divine Fist Sect flew to Nangong Sheng's side. They massaged him, set his bones, and poured medicinal potions down his throat. After several minutes of fussing, Nangong Sheng and the two elders finally staggered back up from the valley and into the sky...
"Does Sect Master Nangong still wish to continue?" Zhang Tie asked mildly.
Nangong Sheng's face was ashen and his appearance wretched. This defeat had dealt him a double blow, both physical and spiritual, and he still had to bear the string of consequences that would follow. "I... I admit defeat. My skills are inferior... From this day onward... wherever the Iron Dragon Sect goes, my Divine Fist Sect will yield three paces..."
Having said that, Nangong Sheng seemed utterly drained. His body swayed twice in the sky, as though he might fall at any moment...
"Sect Master Nangong and I had no grievances between us to begin with. As for the cause and effect behind today's battle, Sect Master Nangong should know perfectly well what brought it about. For one of Great Xia's seven great sects, the Taiyi Mystical Sect is rather lacking in magnanimity!" Zhang Tie did not become overly pleased after his victory. Instead, he sighed. "My breakthrough today can also be considered something Sect Master Nangong helped bring about. Without the pressure you gave me, I would not have had today's enlightenment and breakthrough. I recall that the Divine Fist Sect's sect headquarters in Swallow Province is in Wind Pond Commandery, correct? From now on, the Iron Dragon Sect will never establish branch compounds in Wind Pond Commandery or any of the neighboring commanderies. Sect Master Nangong may rest assured!"
According to the agreement between Nangong Sheng and Zhang Tie,