Yang Qing shouted, and Jiang Zhizhou had already hurried forward, striking the acupoints at Sun Wu's shoulder while raising his other hand to slip a Detoxification Pill into Sun Wu's mouth.
Sun Wu's lips had turned completely black, and his consciousness was already growing hazy.
Jiang Zhizhou drew the dagger hidden in the side of his boot. His hand rose and the blade fell, cutting two slashes across Sun Wu's shoulder, one horizontal and one vertical.
A gush of black blood spurted out, splattering onto the ground.
Bu Er and Ouyang Lin came over as well. One supported Sun Wu while the other took out clean gauze and blood-stanching powder. Only after dressing the wound did they help Sun Wu up from the ground.
By then, Sun Wu had lost consciousness completely. He lay motionless on Pei Buji's back as they followed Yang Qing into the Azure Cloud Fortress.
Indeed, while Yang Qing and Jiang Zhizhou had been watching the Sun-Peng Twin-Blade Contest, Bu Er and Pei Buji had gone off to demonstrate their swordsmanship and fist techniques, earning themselves permission to enter the fortress.
Once inside the Azure Cloud Fortress, Yang Qing and the others discovered that it was truly even more prosperous than the imperial capitals of the various kingdoms in the Western Regions.
Although many martial artists came and went here, there were also plenty of ordinary people.
The streets bustled with activity. Vendors' cries rose one after another, and businesses soliciting customers could be seen everywhere.
Yang Qing and the others made a circuit of the streets, yet failed to find a single inn with a vacant room.
"I never imagined the Azure Cloud Fortress would be this lively. We can't even find somewhere to stay," Jiang Zhizhou said.
Yang Qing glanced at Sun Wu, who