"Thank you for your mercy, Immortal Elder." Joy appeared on Shui Tiantian's face as he tucked the fist manual back into his robes.
Zhang Xiaohua continued, "How many copies of this manual are there?"
"Reporting to Immortal Elder, there is only this one!"
"How many disciples practiced this fist art?"
"Reporting to Immortal Elder, even Master found this fist art difficult to adapt to, so... Master first taught it to this lowly one, then had this lowly one teach others. This lowly one used the manual to teach eight people. As for whether there were other disciples, this disciple does not know!"
"Where are these eight people?"
"Reporting to Immortal Elder, among the eight, four traveled with this lowly one back then, while the other four remained at Misty Manor. Their whereabouts are now unknown. Of the four who traveled with this lowly one, one died of illness, while the other three are all in Fledgling Eagle Hall!"
"Mm. How well did the other three practice this fist art?" Zhang Xiaohua pressed.
"Reporting to Immortal Elder, this... this fist art was truly difficult to practice. So long as one practiced even a little of any other fist art, the moves in this art immediately became distorted. The other three junior brothers stopped practicing it long ago, when we fled the Misty Sect. Only this lowly one continued practicing it out of gratitude toward Master!"
"Mm, good!" Zhang Xiaohua nodded with a smile, then asked, "You asked Martial Ancestor Li to expel you from the Misty Sect. Do you have any plans?"
"No." Shui Tiantian's face darkened. The martial world was truly perilous to him. He... truly had no idea how he should conduct himself from now on!
"Hahaha!" Zhang Xiaohua laughed loudly. "Of the Seven Star Palace's seven stars in