Shen Ping gave the book to Yu Zhen.

Yu Zhen took the book, "Today, Weizhen Martial Club admits the defeat. As our promise, the mental cultivation methods belong to Jianghu Martial Club from now on."

He gave the book of mental cultivation methods to Li Shan who stood in the front.

Li Shan took the book and the disciples of Jianghu Martial Club cheered up because their hard work was not in vain.

Yu Zhen added, "So much for this competition. We have prepared a feast at the backyard of Weizhen Martial Club. Let's enjoy the wine and relax there."

"Thank you, Mr. Yu." The owner of Baisheng Martial Club said below.

"Then we will help ourselves. Let's go."

People of other martial clubs went to the backyard.

Yu Zhen smiled to greet them.

Pei Moning came to Yu Zhen, followed by his disciples, "Mr. Yu, we will wait for you at the feast."

Yu Zhen nodded with a smile.

The owner of Xiaoyao Martial Club came to Pei Moning, "Your disciples are all good swordsmen. Congratulations on your winning of the mental cultivation methods. Please don't refuse my toasts later on."

"I won't, I won't." Pei Moning laughed.

Yu Zhen happened to hear this. His face twitched, but he forced himself to beam, "Elder Yan, Elder Hua, please go to enjoy the feast. I've just remembered I have something to deal with."

"That's alright. We don't mind." Elder Hua and Elder Yan went to the backyard.

After they had all left, Yu Zhen put on a long face. He didn't expect that a martial club that he had never attached importance to win their methods.

They held the competition in order to attract people from other martial clubs with mental cultivation methods.

And they could make a name for themselves to expand Weizhen Martial Club after defeating disciples of other martial clubs.

However, they lifted a rock only to drop it on their own feet.

Shen Ping asked, "What should we do? Just sit and watch Jianghu Martial Club takes away our mental cultivation methods?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen. The mental cultivation methods belong to us. No one can take them away!" Yu Zhen ground his teeth.

Shen Ping slightly frowned, "You mean..."

"Yes. You go to the backyard." Yu Zhen nodded to Shen Ping and asked him.

Shen Ping nodded and went off the stage.

Yu Zhen came to the front yard of the martial club to see Xiao Ce and other disciples kneeling on the ground.

Xiao Ce saw Yu Zhen coming and said, "Please punish us, master!"

"Punish you? Can it save our Weizhen Martial Club's face? Can it take our mental cultivation methods back? How did you be defeated by a newly-established martial club? You are such a disgrace!" Yu Zhen roared.

Xiao Ce and other disciples lowered their heads under Yu Zhen's roar.

After a while, Yu Zhen opened his mouth, "Now that the whole competition has been wrapped up. Later on, I don't want to see you do anything to dishonor our martial club on the feast!"

Yu Zhen cast them a glance.

"Master... do we just let Jianghu Martial Club take away our mental cultivation methods?" Xiao Ce asked anxiously.

Yu Zhen's face kept twitching, "Mental cultivation methods belong to us, and they will belong to us forever!"

Xiao Ce let out a sigh of relief. He knew what Yu Zhen meant.

"Let's go to the feast and treat our guests well!" Yu Zhen left the front yard.

On the feast.

Pei Moning and his disciples found an empty table and sat down.

Li Shan came to him, "Master, take the mental cultivation methods."

"Fine." Pei Moning answered and put it in his clothes.

Other disciples asked, smiling, "Master, we've defeated the best martial club in Jianghu. So, are we the best martial club now?"

"Yes, master. You told us that Weizhen Martial Club is awesome, but judging from their performance in the competition, that's so much for them." someone said teasingly.

"Master, since we've won the competition and the mental cultivation methods of Weizhen Martial Club, do you have anything to reward us?"

"We have been practicing for the competition for such a long time. Could you give us a few days off after we return to Jing City?"

"I think this is a good idea."

"Me, too."

The disciples laughed and chatted.

Looking at the delighted disciples, Pei Moning warned them, "Don't celebrate so soon. I noticed that the owner of Weizhen Martial Club wasn't happy."

"Because they lost their secret in cultivation. Are you worried too much, master?" Li Shan said.

A disciple sat next to Li Shan said, "I think master is right. We've all seen Xiao Ce's behavior and he is the eldest disciple of Weizhen Martial Club. Therefore, in my opinion, the owner of Weizhen Martial Club won't be nice, either."

Pei Moning nodded and chuckled, "I hope I think too much, but don't let down our guard. Don't get drunk on the feast. If you want to have a blast, I'll entertain you when we return to Jing City. Is it okay?"

"You are the master." Disciples of Jianghu Martial Club agreed.

When they finished discussing, they saw the owners of other martial clubs coming to them, holding the wine cups.

Pei Moning filled his cup with wine, too.

"I didn't expect Jianghu Martial Club is so powerful that you even defeated Weizhen Martial Club, the best martial club in Jianghu. I feel ashamed that I underestimate you before." The owner of Baisheng Martial Club said.

Pei Moning smiled, "You overpraised us. We were just lucky."

"Don't have to be modest, Mr. Pei. We all know the reason why Weizhen Martial Club held this competition. Now, they deserve to pay for their own doing. It's good of you to deflate them." The owner of Xiaoyao Martial Club said.

People of Weizhen Martial Club dropped by and heard his words. Xiao Ce stopped and clenched his fists, twisting his face.

Other disciples noticed and pulled Xiao Ce aside.

"Master had just told us not to seek trouble for him. Big brother, please calm down!" His junior fellow apprentice said.

Xiao Ce slammed his fist on the table and his fist bled at once.

After a half-round of toast, the owners of the martial clubs got up and went to Elder Yan and Elder Hua to toast them.

The two elders drank the wine. Elder Hua praised Pei Moning, "I have never heard of Jianghu Martial Club until I enquired and found it's a new martial club established this year. Today I saw your sword skills. It seems that each skill is a mess, but in the mess, there's somehow a rule contained, and your opponents wrong-footed. You have a good foundation but also you are good at hiding it."

"Yes, we are old. If I were still young, I would like to join Jianghu Martial Club to study your cultivation methods." Elder Yan stroked his beard.

Pei Moning said, "It's my pleasure. Although you are aged, you are the great swordsman of your era. It will be our pleasure if you have time to visit our martial club and give our disciples some good advice. The door of Jianghu Martial Club is always open for you."

"It's quite modest of a man as young as you, Young Master Pei. The youth like you are to be regarded with respect." Elder Hua nodded to show his approval for Pei Moning.

When the toast was finished, Yu Zhen came up and spoke loudly, "Please excuse me if today's entertainment is not good enough, everybody. Thank you for being my guest!"

Then he drained his cup with a gulp.

The rest of the feast was peaceful. No one sought trouble.

After the feast, it was getting dark. People of each martial club returned to their lodging.

After the people of Huize Martial Club went back to their lodging, the owner went to An Ze's room directly to check his wound.

He uncovered the quit and unbuttoned An Ze's clothes to find the vessels in An Ze's chest were purple.

His forehead knotted in a frown. He drove out other disciples and told them not to enter without his permission.

After they went out, he helped An Ze up and sat onto the bed to input inner strength to An Ze.

After fifteen minutes, An Ze slowly opened his eyes and said faintly, "Master... ahem ahem... master."

He helped An Ze to the bed and smiled, "How do you feel? Are you better than before?"

"Yes." An Ze answered and slightly nodded.

He said, "We will stay in State Bin for you to rest. And a few days later, when you feel better, we will return home."

An Ze shook his head, "Master, if we don't leave with other martial clubs, they will doubt our intention. We can stay at somewhere outside State Bin. It's the same for me.

"It depends on you." The owner nodded to An Ze.

An Ze was still worrying about Huize Martial Club's reputation, the owner thought. Eighteen years ago, he picked up An Ze when he saw he was abandoned on the side of the road.

An Ze didn't talk much, but he did care about Huize Martial Club very much.

Thinking of this, he said, "Don't think too much, boy. Have a good rest. I'm with you."

An Ze nodded and closed eyes. He was so weak that he soon fell asleep.

Looking at An Ze's pale face, the owner of Huize Martial Club prayed for An Ze's life and health.

A peaceful night passed.

The next day's morning, people of each martial club got up early and went to Weizhen Martial Club to take leave. Strangely, they didn't see Yu Zhen. Only Shen Ping came out to bid farewell.

"Where is Mr. Yu?" Someone asked.