Arhats Subduing Demons: Starting with The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber

Meanwhile, Linghu Chong, hiding in a tree, heard a woman's cries for help in the distance, and his heart became wary.

He knew this was the only way to deal with reputable sects. Sure enough, as the woman cried for help, more than thirty men in black rushed from the south toward the Xianju Inn.

Linghu Chong did not stop them. He wanted to see if the Songshan Sect was really going to impersonate the Demonic Sect and attack the Hengshan Sect. He secretly followed them and, sure enough, they arrived at the Xianju Inn. The group dispersed, and Linghu Chong snorted to himself, thinking, "It looks like there will be a fierce battle tonight."

However, he felt that although he was not afraid of this battle, the Hengshan Sect was also a concern.

In the blink of an eye, one of them waved his hand, and a volley of hidden weapons shot into the shop.

Startled by the sudden turn of events, Linghu Chong heard a sharp shout from inside the inn: "Watch out!"

Seven figures had already rushed out of the inn, and the Hengshan disciples wielded their longswords to protect themselves.

The Hengshan Sect's sword formation was unique; they remained calm despite the surprise, and their sword formations emerged with composure. After several rounds of throwing hidden weapons, all thirty-odd Hengshan Sect disciples had fled the inn.

The long street was pitch black at this moment, and the moonlight reflected the flickering shadows of swords and blades.

Without a word, the group of men in black brandished their weapons and charged at the nuns of Hengshan.

Upon seeing Yilin, Linghu Chong's heart stirred: "This junior sister is kind-hearted. Even if I die here, I cannot let her be harmed in the slightest!" He then laughed in a strange voice: "Damn it, the little thief is here to rob again. Watch this general catch the thief!"

While joking, he moved like the wind to appear behind one of them, drew his sword, and sent the person flying.

Linghu Chong was like a tiger entering a pack of wolves; his scabbards snapped seven times, and all seven weapons fell to the ground.

Upon hearing the strange sound, Yilin exclaimed "Eh!" and showed a look of surprise.

The men in black were also stunned by this unexpected turn of events. Although they were not top-tier experts, they were all people with extraordinary martial arts skills. They never expected that this corrupt official could disarm seven people with a casual slap.

But they only realized what was happening in an instant, and two of them brandished their swords and pounced on Linghu Chong.

Taking advantage of the Hengshan disciples' momentary lapse in concentration, one of them reached out and grabbed Yilin's right hand, dragging her over. He held a knife to her neck and shouted, "Step back three steps! Otherwise, I'll kill this woman with one blow!"

Linghu Chong had already swung his sword repeatedly, knocking the two men down. Seeing that he was threatening Yilin, he laughed and said, "Very good, very good. Don't say retreat three steps, thirty steps will do." As he spoke, he suddenly thrust out his sword, the tip of the scabbard piercing the man's chest. The man cried out and flew backward.

Linghu Chong stood there, dumbfounded.
You should know that he and the man in black were originally two zhang apart, but for some reason, he stretched out his arm and stabbed him in the chest. The internal force was so strong that it sent him flying more than ten zhang away.

Linghu Chong knew that he could knock him down with a single thrust, preventing him from threatening Yilin's life.

Unexpectedly, his internal energy was so strong that the moment he got close, the tip of the scabbard touched his body, sending him flying.
Although Linghu Chong knew that his internal strength had greatly improved, the power of his divine skill at this moment was far beyond his imagination, to the point that he was still somewhat stunned for a while.

Just then, an angry snort was heard, and someone said, "You corrupt official, you've ruined my important plans!"

Linghu Chong hurriedly turned his gaze and saw a figure rushing towards him like lightning under the moonlight. The figure was less than five zhang away. He couldn't help but shout, "Stop!" As soon as he shouted, the person swung out a palm.

Linghu Chong felt a gust of icy wind rush towards him, causing him to shiver involuntarily. He was shocked: "How powerful!"

But his internal strength was extraordinary. With a thought in his mind, he leaped two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) and shouted, "Who are you?"

He moved with the fluidity of flowing water, retreating and advancing in a flash, his single blade already aimed at his opponent's throat.

The man in black felt a gust of wind approach and was startled: "When did the imperial court acquire such a master?"

Although he was startled, he gave a cold laugh, dodged to the side, and with a whoosh, struck at Linghu Chong's single blade. His left hand, with fingers pointing like a halberd, thrust at the opponent's "Zhangmen" acupoint.

With a snap, Linghu Chong felt a numbness in his arm, and a chill ran through him from the single blade. In an instant, he felt a surge of cold energy under his ribs and hurriedly retreated two zhang. He thought to himself, "This person's moves and changes are so swift and unpredictable that I have never seen anything like it in my life. He is definitely no less than Yun Changkong or Ren Woxing. Who is this person?"

Zuo Lengchan had mastered the Frost Qi, which he rarely used. However, seeing Linghu Chong's amazing swordsmanship, he could no longer suppress his killing intent. Knowing that Yun Changkong was nearby, he was afraid of using his sect's martial arts and revealing his whereabouts, so he fought empty-handed. Unexpectedly, he accidentally managed to subdue Linghu Chong.

It should be noted that although Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords were wonderful, his mastery of the palm-breaking and qi-breaking techniques was still insufficient. When he encountered Zuo Lengchan's unarmed attacks, he was at a loss for how to fight back.

Seeing him retreat, Zuo Lengchan crept up and unleashed seven moves in quick succession, his palms shifting between fists and palms, grabbing and seizing with incredible agility.

Linghu Chong was constantly attacked by him, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

The reason why Linghu Chong's "Dugu Nine Swords" is so good at finding out the opponent's weaknesses, striking first after the opponent has made a move, and winning with one blow is that it can break any weapon or fist and foot technique in the world. However, the moves that Zuo Lengchan uses with his bare hands seem to be using his palm as a sword, but in reality, they are neither sword nor palm, and do not belong to any weapon category.

Linghu Chong clearly saw six or seven flaws in his moves at a glance, but then realized that while these flaws could be exploited in swordsmanship, they were ineffective in fist and palm techniques.

The opponent's right hand can immediately transform from a sword into a finger, using grappling techniques to change the move, not only filling in the opening but also becoming an extremely powerful offensive move.

If there were two opponents, one wielding a sword and the other a palm, Linghu Chong would have an easier time dealing with them. However, Zuo Lengchan's left hand was both a palm and a longsword, and he could use either palm or sword at will.

Linghu Chong lacked experience, and when he encountered Zuo Lengchan's martial arts that combined palm and sword techniques, he was constantly restrained.

But it was precisely because of this that Linghu Chong in the original story became famous in the martial arts world with his "Nine Swords of Dugu". Even Master Chongxu of Shaolin Temple admitted that he was no match for him. However, Zuo Lengchan believed that Linghu Chong's only advantage was his swordsmanship. If he could not win by sword, he should take his life with his fists and palms. This is what led to the unification of the Five Mountains Sects.

He was truly confident that he could win over Linghu Chong, but he never expected that he would be outmaneuvered by Yue Buqun.

Zuo Lengchan advanced with his palms, launching a fierce and relentless attack, his two palms alternating and displaying a variety of unexpected and unpredictable moves. Linghu Chong was forced to retreat eight or nine steps.

The Hengshan disciples were all alarmed, but the two were locked in combat, and the powerful winds forced the Hengshan disciples and the man in black to retreat.

When these two masters sparred, no one else could get involved. They were all afraid of disturbing the two of them, so they dared not speak and simply watched. For a while, apart from the sound of the strong wind whistling, there was no other sound.

Both men moved with lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty moves had passed.

Linghu Chong grew impatient, thinking, "This person is highly skilled. If I don't attack, I'll be in serious trouble if I take a hit." With that thought, he drew his sword with his right hand, ignoring the opponent's palm strike, and aimed straight for the opponent's throat.

This is a despicable tactic that results in mutual destruction, hardly the kind of fighting style a master would employ. Yet, Linghu Chong has never considered himself a master.

Zuo Lengchan flew into a rage and cursed, "This corrupt official is shameless!" He dodged the sharp edge with a flash, struck the enemy's face with his right palm, and stabbed his waist and ribs with his left hand.

However, Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords is all about offense and no retreat. Now that he has grasped a bit of the knack, he has already started to counterattack with his sword. Every move he makes is an attack against an attack, with no regard for his own safety.

Zuo Lengchan dared not risk his life. He could only react to each move and break each style as it came. He could no longer act as freely as before. He couldn't help but think to himself, "This corrupt official actually has such skill. He is also extremely shameless. If I don't deal with him tonight, he will become a great disaster in the future."

His murderous intent intensified. He felt that if he didn't kill Linghu Chong, he would become a formidable opponent in the future, and he was about to unleash his most refined martial arts skills.

Suddenly, a voice rang out: "You two are having so much fun, why don't I join in too!"

Both Zuo Lengchan and Linghu Chong were extremely familiar with this voice. Linghu Chong was overjoyed, while Zuo Lengchan was shocked: "Why didn't Zhong Zhen and the others hold him back? This kid took advantage of the situation and attacked. My old life is over!" He paused, thinking of how to escape!
When masters clash, how can one afford to be distracted?

As soon as Yun Changkong spoke, Zuo Lengchan pondered for a moment, which gave Linghu Chong an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. His "Nine Swords of Dugu" was incredibly powerful, and he took three steps forward, thrusting out eight swords in succession.

Zuo Lengchan parried with his left hand and right hand, retreating several steps before suddenly thrusting his palms horizontally forward.

This move was profound and powerful, unstoppable. Linghu Chong felt a surge of cold air, his body trembled, and he had no choice but to dodge.

Zuo Lengchan did not pursue. With a swift movement, he had already leaped onto the rooftop.

Linghu Chong was taken aback when he saw Yun Changkong shout, "It is impolite not to reciprocate!"

He moved with lightning speed, striking the man in black with lightning speed.

Zuo Lengchan was both shocked and furious. He knew that he had just ambushed Yun Changkong and wanted to retaliate, but being taken advantage of was infuriating.

But as he pounced with lightning speed, an invisible force heavier than a mountain crashed into him, and he secretly exclaimed in surprise, "This person's skill is truly formidable!"

Zuo Lengchan took a deep breath, raised both palms, and used all his strength. An extremely condensed and domineering cold air, carrying the chilling power to freeze everything, met the attack. It was his trump card technique, "Frosty Divine Palm".

Knowing the danger, Yun Changkong used the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" move from the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" to deliver this palm strike.

As their palms clashed, Yun Changkong felt that the opponent's palm force was faint and seemingly weak, while his own palm force had no point of contact, which startled him.

However, as the opponent's palm force was released and released, it suddenly condensed again, turning from illusory to real. A sour and chilly cold current flowed through the 'Laogong' acupoint on the palm, and the palm immediately went numb.

Yun Changkong exclaimed in surprise. Fortunately, he had some strength left in his palm. He used his divine skill to dispel the cold air, but he also felt as if countless ice needles were pricking his meridians, causing pain.

Yun Changkong was both surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but exclaim, "What a wonderful combination of reality within illusion, illusion within reality, and the interplay between the two! It's truly remarkable!"

Zuo Lengchan was both puzzled and surprised, thinking, "I have never shown this divine skill to anyone before, how does he know about it?"

Zuo Lengchan blocked Yun Changkong's palm strike, and he flew more than two zhang away before landing. After landing, he gracefully turned into the street corner.

Yun Changkong looked at his palms, which had turned blue, and felt the cold air seeping into his skin. Several strands of true energy had even invaded the three major meridians of the hand, namely the "Shaoyang Sanjiao" and "Yangming Dachang".

If his palm strike hadn't also possessed boundless residual power, which had burst forth and dispersed most of the cold air, the victims would have been either numb and paralyzed, or, in severe cases, their heart vessels would have frozen and they would have died.

He secretly circulated his qi to dispel the cold, and was secretly shocked: "This Zuo Lengchan is indeed remarkable; I have truly underestimated him."

It is important to know the profound meaning of Zuo Lengchan's divine skill, just as Yun Changkong said.

After Zuo Lengchan fought Ren Woxing, he painstakingly researched ways to break the opponent's Star Absorbing Technique and absorb internal energy. Relying on his unparalleled intelligence and extensive family knowledge, he actually found a way to break it.

That is "first the virtual, then the real".

Zuo Lengchan's attacks may seem fierce, but he can conceal his inner strength with the Dao of Emptiness in an instant. This causes his opponent to lose his target when he exerts his power, and anyone would inevitably be momentarily stunned in such a situation.

After all, when you think you can strike solidly, it turns out to be feinting, and anyone would feel uneasy. But he suddenly counterattacks with hidden force in that instant, using such a mix of feints and real attacks to ensure he remains invincible.

Once one principle is understood, all principles become clear. Zuo Lengchan grasped this principle and further cultivated the "Frosty True Qi," which gave him a significant advantage. In the later part of the original story, Linghu Chong fought Zuo Lengchan in the cave on Siguo Cliff, where Zuo Lengchan disarmed him with a single move.

Because Zuo Lengchan's icy internal energy was so powerful that it almost froze Ren Woxing to death, Linghu Chong dared not absorb or come into contact with it. When he encountered the cold energy, he could only channel his energy outwards. However, in that instant, Zuo Lengchan seized the opportunity to counterattack. This ingenious method of channeling energy caused Linghu Chong to lose control and his longsword flew out of his hand.

Linghu Chong's skills all lie in his swordsmanship; one can imagine what would happen to him without one.

That is, Zuo Lengchan was already blind at that time, and there were many long swords on the ground, which gave Linghu Chong an opportunity.

Although Yun Changkong was highly skilled in martial arts and had ample experience, he had an idea, like many people in his previous life: he felt that Zuo Lengchan's ability to subdue Ren Woxing was certainly a scheme, relying on the Cold Ice True Qi, so he was not afraid.

It was inevitable that he would be somewhat careless, never expecting that the other party's skills were not limited to that. What truly caught Ren Woxing off guard was the unpredictable and unpredictable "changes between reality and illusion".

You should know that Ren Woxing had been trying to absorb internal energy but couldn't, so he deliberately removed his protective gear and let Ren Woxing strike his acupoints so that he could take the opportunity to absorb internal energy.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Lengchan suddenly unleashed his "Frosty True Qi." With his profound internal strength, he suddenly poured in extremely yin and cold internal energy, which was enough to seal Ren Woxing's acupoints in one fell swoop, almost costing him his life.

If Zuo Lengchan hadn't skillfully shifted between "emptiness and fullness, with emptiness and fullness corresponding," Ren Woxing, with his profound internal strength, would never have been nearly frozen to death by the cold air.

Therefore, "the real conceals the unreal, the unreal gives rise to the real, the unreal corresponds to the real, and a single blow is fatal" is Zuo Lengchan's true trump card.

If one wants to dominate the martial arts world with only the cold and yin internal energy of "Frosty True Qi", then that is just wishful thinking.

After all, Hei Baizi also possessed the Xuan Tian Finger Divine Skill with the Cold Yin Attribute, but he still didn't have much of an advantage in front of Linghu Chong and Ren Woxing.

Seeing Zuo Lengchan disappear, all the men in black also vanished into the darkness, and the Hengshan disciples did not stop them.

Yun Changkong knew that in the martial world, one shouldn't break ties unless one was completely certain. Therefore, even though the Hengshan Sect knew their elders had been harmed by the Songshan Sect, they could only pretend not to know. He didn't even consider pursuing them.

Anyway, Zuo Lengchan is still his brother Zuo!

Linghu Chong angrily retorted, "Damn it, don't you dare leave!" Suddenly, a chill surged up from his dantian, and his whole body felt as if he had been plunged into an ice cellar, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

Suddenly, Yilin's clear voice asked, "Senior Brother Linghu, are you injured?"

Linghu Chong's body trembled, and he turned around to look at him, gritting his teeth as he said, "Damn it, who is your... Senior Brother Linghu? I am General Wu Tiande!"

Yilin smiled and said, "Alright, General Wu, what's wrong?" She immediately helped Linghu Chong up.

Suddenly, she felt a chill run through her to the bone. She cried out and took several steps back, her body trembling. She said in a trembling voice, "You..." She turned her head and said, "Brother Yun!"

Yun Changkong chuckled and said, "General Wu, it seems you're not doing so well!"

Linghu Chong said, "I...I..." His teeth trembled slightly, and he could no longer speak.

In the original story, Ren Woxing fought with Zuo Lengchan in Shaolin Temple, absorbing a lot of Zuo Lengchan's icy true energy, which caused him, Linghu Chong, Xiang Wentian, and Yingying to become snowmen in the snow.

This time, Linghu Chong was only slightly affected by Zuo Lengchan's true energy when their swords and palms clashed. It was a very short time, and since he didn't absorb it himself, the amount of cold energy he received was quite limited. Even so, it still made him feel quite uncomfortable.

Having personally experienced the power of the Frost Qi, Yun Changkong knew how formidable it was. He stepped forward and pressed down on Linghu Chong's back, transferring a surge of Yang energy to him. Linghu Chong stopped trembling and said, "Alright, thank you!" Yun Changkong released his grip.

Linghu Chong asked, "Is this person so capable that he is the one?"

Yun Changkong sighed, "No wonder he has the ambition to dominate the martial arts world. He is indeed remarkable. I almost suffered a great loss myself."

Linghu Chong nodded and said, "This person's martial arts skills are truly astonishing. If we meet again, I will attack him with my sword and avoid contact with him."

Yun Changkong smiled slightly.

Just then, I heard someone call out, "Master!"

The two turned to look and saw Master Dingjing running towards them. They exchanged a glance, and Linghu Chong swayed and disappeared into the shadows.

At this moment, Zhong Zhen said, "Master Dingjing, I have come to Fujian on the orders of my senior brother, the sect leader, because there is a very important matter that I want to discuss with you. This matter concerns the fate of the martial arts world in the Central Plains and affects the rise and fall of our Five Mountains Sword Sect. It is no small matter."

Abbess Dingjing asked, "But what important matter is it?"

Zhong Zhen said, "Let's go inside and talk in detail!"

Master Dingjing, also eager to ascertain the intentions of the Songshan Sect, replied, "Alright!"

"please!"

Everyone entered the Xianju Inn.

Seeing that her fellow disciples had all gone inside, Yilin looked at Yun Changkong and asked, "Brother Yun, why is Senior Brother Linghu leaving?"

Yun Changkong said, "He pretended to be a general because he didn't want people to know that he was an outcast from Mount Hua. How will he respond when he encounters your senior uncle?"

Yilin nodded and said, "Brother Yun, are you hungry? I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "That's great! I woke up from my afternoon nap, ate a little something, and now I'm hungry again."

He immediately went into the inn with Yilin.

At this moment, the disciples of the Songshan Sect and Hengzhong Town were sitting in the center of the hall on a grand chair, with one person standing on each side. The one on the left was Teng Bagong, and the one on the right was Gao Kexin.

The disciples of the Songshan Sect and the Hengshan Sect faced off like two armies, each staring intently at the other.

Seeing that Yun Changkong remained calm and composed, he entered hand in hand with Yilin.

Yun Changkong's skin was as white as jade, and Yilin's elegance was like that of a fairy, but after all, Yilin was a nun.

Everyone stared in disbelief. Yun Changkong calmly sat down on a bench and said, "Yilin, give me a stronger seasoning."

"Oh!" Yilin responded.

Everyone was surprised and suspicious upon seeing this, but no one dared to question him.

Zhong Zhen laughed and said, "It's an honor for us that you, Hero Yun, have graced us with your presence. But we need to discuss matters concerning the Five Mountains Sword Sect."

Yun Changkong glanced at him and saw that his expression was completely devoid of hostility. He thought to himself, "These people are the best at pretending, if nothing else." He laughed and said, "Didn't you just talk about the fortunes of the Central Plains martial arts world? Although I, Yun Changkong, am a free spirit who roams the martial world, my feet aren't made of iron. I've come all this way, can't I even ask for a bowl of noodles?"

Master Dingjing smiled and said, "Young Master Yun, you flatter me. Although it is just simple food, how can you walk if you are not well-fed?"

Yun Changkong laughed heartily and said, "Master, you're too kind. I'm a picky eater, and I love it when you cook for me. Speaking of which, Yilin is beautiful, but is her cooking not good? Look how thin she's getting. Is she trying to lose a few pounds so she can improve her lightness skill? It's not honorable for the Hengshan Sect to teach its disciples like this!"

He was always unconventional and unrestrained by social norms. Hengshan was a place of strict discipline, and no one dared to joke with them. As soon as Yun Changkong spoke, the room was filled with warmth, and the atmosphere that had been fiercely fighting just moments before dissipated somewhat.

"Pfft..." Several female disciples of Hengshan couldn't help but laugh out loud. A girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old said with a smile, "Senior Sister Yilin's cooking is so delicious. Her thinness doesn't mean her cooking is bad."

"Juan'er, don't talk nonsense." Abbess Dingjing looked at her with affection. "This young hero Yun just saved my life."

The Hengshan disciples were all taken aback.

This young girl, Qin Juan, was the last disciple of Abbess Dingjing. She was clever and quick-witted, and was greatly loved by her master.

Among the female disciples of the Hengshan Sect, nuns account for about 60%, while the remaining 40% are lay disciples. Some are middle-aged women, and some are even grandmothers in their fifties or sixties. Qin Juan is the youngest in the Hengshan Sect.

The young woman bowed and said, "Hero Yun, you saved my master, and I have nothing to repay you with, so I'll cook you some dishes!"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "I didn't save anyone's life. I just saw the Seven Star Envoy of the Demonic Sect and was a little tempted. Alas, I was not lucky enough to see the face of that Demonic Sect master who cultivated the Cold Yin Palm technique today. It's a real pity that he fled at the mere sight of me!"

While others were confused, Zhong Zhen understood perfectly.
Naturally, he was so angry that his face turned purple, veins throbbed on his forehead, and he gripped the hilt of his sword as if he wanted to stand up. But in an instant, he calmed down from his rage and said, "Master Dingjing, our Five Mountains Sword Sect is of one mind and has never distinguished ourselves from each other. It's just that in recent years, we've had fewer opportunities to meet and haven't worked together on many things. That's why the arrogance of the Demonic Sect has grown day by day!"

Abbess Dingjing said, "The Demonic Sect has been arrogant for a long time, why are you saying these things?"

Zhong Zhen said, "As Senior Brother Zuo often says: 'Unity brings strength, division brings weakness.' If our Five Mountains Sword Sect can unite as one, the Demonic Sect will be no match for us, and even renowned sects like Shaolin and Wudang will be far behind."

Senior Brother Zuo has a wish: to unite our scattered Five Mountains Sword Sects into a single 'Five Mountains Sect.' With a large and powerful force, united in purpose, we could truly become the foremost sect in the martial arts world. What does Master think?"

Master Dingjing raised her long eyebrows and said, "Senior Brother Zhong, didn't you say you came to Fujian to stop the Demonic Sect from seizing the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual? Why are you talking about the Five Mountains Alliance now? Could it be that the Demonic Sect doesn't exist, and only the Songshan Sect wants to unite the Five Mountains?"

Yun Changkong smiled inwardly: "This old nun doesn't seem to be stupid after all!"

Zhong Zhen chuckled and said, "Master, these two things are not contradictory. The most important thing right now is the unification of the Five Mountains Alliance..."

With a "smack," Abbess Dingjing slammed the corner of the table, stood up abruptly, and angrily said, "Do you really think that I, an idle person from the Hengshan Sect, am unaware of such behavior from the Songshan Sect? I'm afraid that the Demonic Sect's attempt to seize the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual is just a pretense, and that their real intention is to lure us out of Hengshan and destroy us in the name of the Demonic Sect!"

Upon hearing this, the Hengshan disciples all placed their hands on their sword hilts, as did the Songshan disciples, all poised and ready to strike, awaiting only the order.

Zhong Zhen looked at Abbess Dingjing and said slowly, "Abbess, you flatter me. My senior brother is selfless and has no selfish thoughts whatsoever."

Master Dingjing said, "If the Songshan Sect truly wants to win people's hearts, please ask Alliance Leader Zuo to remove that smudge from his face, come out, and explain himself clearly in front of everyone. Do you dare?"

Yun Changkong smiled slightly, when suddenly he heard a loud bang from the roof of a house several rooms to the south.

Yun Changkong's heart skipped a beat. He knew this person's lightness skill was superb; their footsteps were as light as falling leaves, and they arrived incredibly fast. (End of Chapter)