Episode Five: Antiquity of Viability


Chapter XXIV

Antiquity of Viability

I. Conditions

Xing's PoV

BOLT!

I softly open my sapphire eyes into a profound, sudden mystery I have encountered a vision after I gazed a cavern with cozy clouds from the sky below blue droplets of crystals. A strange concept that you can sense in your dream, or a vision as you might recall before all will soon be gone, and again will someday return. This cavern colored into sudden clouds of gray I aware of a whispering storm beside the gentle crystal falls. Deeply conscious I have reflected, a stone statue over the dragon's golden eyes gleams into lanterns as the body of a soul.

That inner peace as I quickly commence the vision of heifer, then a looming sword somewhere in the middle of conflicts of two realms on highly such prosperous Spirit, and deadliest, ruthless Sinful collided together with the enraged terrain. What does that mean? Who was that she-Ox wore some jade amulet necklace with a simpering bull?

"It seems you have found inner peace," an elder voice merges next to me as I nearly leap quietly from my seat,"at such a young age like my student Po."

A red panda in a brown robe and blue shawl has appeared beside me much closer as I expected curiously. In a next moment, I take a rise myself gently when kung fu master chuckles to me softly. Admittedly, he must have known his student Dragon Warrior went missing, but to these waters, we are surrounded, much agitated as the sparkling lights, then embarking to settle as tranquility.

"Master Shifu," I glimpse red panda with Oogway's wooden staff he carries, and a blue silk robe with a navy shawl, and azure belt that shone like the sky.

"Come," Shifu says calmly. "Let us walk."

We sauntered off the cavern through the warm air, filled with plain, and deep pink as blossom leaves caressed the breeze as Shifu, and I go approach into the green, with silent as woods commune. Firmly to the Five's home, I had not able to speak for over a long walk when Shifu beside me, uses Oogway's wooden staff that has tapped for more than three hundred times without a word.

This fabulous garden is where Dragon Warrior and Shifu once guided only the strong as I am, then even my brother to seek all the masters over statues, filled with living flowers as I smell grasses around their bodies at plenty. Then into their wielded weapons of an ax, the sword, more than just their blades. As we have returned to this garden, one statue in all gray tortoise with a shawl around his shell that a pin is attached to his upper right shoulder that connects to the front, then back shell, and wielding his staff on his left hands as formed kung fu. Both Shifu and I stopped our walking as the red panda begins to speak.

"How is your brother, Xing?" the red panda master asks when looking into my cold eyes.

"Lao is still unconscious," I reply when gazing into his slight, beam at my sixth step from the rocking stairs. "Not so good. His lung's nearly penetrated, and lost a lot of blood."

"And you are?" Shifu inquires, grinning a little.

"Humiliating," I say abashedly, facing down the dying pink that shredded to half from the breeze it was separated.

Why did I say humiliating? That word is all simple that all around me was all the faults that I cannot handle more than a single path to support many warriors since the ambush. Into that such skirmish I once experienced, it is too much enact of insanity of how that demon Ox just controlled his army around me, considered as profound circumstances to conflict with my own family, but cannot save as many.

"So why are you humiliating?" He asks me.

I deeply go into soft, sigh after Shifu's straightforward voice demanded me into my dramatic eyes that are warmer than was colder.

"I've just never seen that coming when Lao attacked that peacock in black shadows back there at Kong Bai Stadium," I reply censoriously, seeking the gentle breeze as gathering all the pink blossoms that sing properly by my tearful voice. "When all the battle went fierce as fire, that peacock who you once sent the Five, and Dragon Warrior to Gongmen City, Lord Shen has returned. His- Lao's real dad. I was petrified when I gazed onto that peacock and realized that one wolf who came from Huangdi's Temple, he howled and noticed my brother that Lao nearly murdered his father.

"And as for that revelation went true, I had distracted from the light and darkness clashed together. When I lost focus shortly, I've heard my brother's scream after I have witnessed his father's eyes. That is how I didn't save my brother from him."

"Probably," Shifu says.

"But that guy," I anxiously burst my intellect as Shifu listens, then raising my arms with a gentle tap on my thighs. "Man, you should have seen him, he knifed at his son with a twist! Shen nearly killed my brother, and that makes myself very upset, and angry at him!"

"Totally." Shifu calmly agrees as I serene my burst into me as you can feel the burn of a headache.

"How did Lord Shen return from the dead after ten years, Master Shifu?" I ask him in bewildered that the red panda concerned my question thoughtfully.

Shifu gives a long sigh. "I don't know, Xing," Shifu concerns, caressing his palm to his full eyes of cobalt, nearly tensed into his inhale, and peacefully released his breath without the pain. "That big Ox-demon I concerned of him, who has probably resurrected the peacock for a reason."

"I thought Lord Shen was dead," I reflect dreadfully.

"We all thought so," He reflects, gazing at me as Shifu embark to clarify. "Last time when the Five, Po and I were with the Masters at Gongmen City to our glorious final battle, we'd all saw that Shen's dragon collided down to peacock at the harbor when Dragon Warrior had to stop him. That was the last time we had encountered him. We were able to bring justice to Shen, but his death may be lived his peace along with his peafowl family."

My next thought at momentarily, I once recalled to Ming's slashed voice that my grandmother ran into unconscious red panda with trembling furs, and dirtiness robe behind the Five. Lastly as about two days earlier when the Masters, the Five, Seventh Righteous, the Nine and I hardly reached the prosperous, and famous village as the terrain became silent throughout their shredded eyes as many villagers supported us, they hailed to red panda's unconscious.

From yesterday, I went into his room with all the cozy and inaudible breeze where it filled with green souls of candles. Shifu laid in his brown bed that was much comfort in him for his rest, candles lid into his sleep as my remedy Hong used her two fingers into the red panda's neck as she checked Shifu's pulse successfully. One answer as I may never forget the bunny's voice. . .

His soft, ruptured heart almost suffered Shifu.

"I've heard that you are having some health issues, Master," I determine. Shifu turns his gaze of blue towards me of the red panda's minor condition. "From the Nine's remedy Hong that she has discovered you were having the difficulty of breathing, and. . . heart attack."

"Yes, Xing." He nods clearly, noticing his recall of condition, caressing his seed at the edge of his blue shawl, and brown robe in a center lightly.

"Is it terrible? Does the Five know?" I meditatively ask, contacting my chest with my paw.

"My heart is better now, Xing," His moralistic tone dissimulates. "I am old for fighting."

Just as the pink blossoms spread across the green trees as many murmurs entirely as that serenely caressed to our reflection, these leaves I wonder soars into the Training Area and Student Barrack that is touching on one side of windows around. I nearly forget to notice my grandmother's whereabouts, then to her condition as Ming had fought my brother's father who opposed her wrongfully.

"And Ming?" I inquire at the red panda ordinarily while gazing the breeze filled with rustling leaves that is inclining through Student Barrack. "How's my grandmother been doing?"

"Clearly as the sunrise from the mountains, your grandmother is," Shifu pointed clearly to his metaphor I carefully listen to my grandmother's condition. "Ming is checking on Ox's son near Training Hall, then crocodile Zhao, and your wolf sister Lotus, then Mrs. Yao from the silk shop of Prosper Valley."

I swirl to him into the curiosity of how this red panda continues speaking by many of those who gossiped to Shifu, ". . . Then others just passed, and Tigress."

In three weeks earlier, just as I recalled the leader of Furious Five, I went into the Training Hall where most of Masters trained inside with all the tactical kung fu of many abilities of their awareness. Crane's large jade bowl on a middle right side. Monkey's swinging rings of curling blade around it below the none, ceiling above the hall. Viper's holes of scorch on the ground near Mantis's surrounding dummies of crocodile woods with spike bodies behind, then a model with brown, and red patches of a strange, bear looking with a black bandana eyes at the left side of hall beside weapons of swords, and long, piercing metal sticks.

Tigress palmed to many spiking movements of crocodile dummy that spun in all directions; to its face, to its arm, to its legs, and to its tail made of wood, and iron spikes all around. As I usually hit many markings of crocodile body movement, more attacks it got into my arm, then used many Chi Sao blocks as I imaged the Wing Chun dummy in exactly how both dummies into one, more tactics to improve my learning defense, and attacks by my kung fu mentor Tigress.

In curling logs that trimmed with lines, Tigress stood many stances below her feet on those cut, curling logs as the swinging wood with spikes as all attached with metal chains above around her to swing. She broke all the opposal swings with a clear mind of Tigress she used her paw punches into all of the woods with spikes. As I gazed into her gracious eyes that were slight, curled up to my glimpse, something had made her in high spirits, even to my curiosity as I pondered her look of a familiar mother I once was known.

"Is your adoptive daughter Tigress my aunt, Master?" I ponder.

"She is your aunt," The red panda answers.

Huoju was not the only one that demon Ox just told Tigress and me we are the family of a nephew and niece. Somewhat a legend and nemesis does not lie in their knowledge, as I realized Huoju's revelation first, then now Shifu's honest as the second. I take a sit below the final, sixth stair as the rock seemingly harder than grasses. The mind of me cracked apart into a sudden, weighed as the chain pulling my heart down the Earth.

Above us only the grayish pillows shredded apart entirely into a single, healthy sapphire, the breeze gently impacted my troubling, silent shock I cannot handle the revelation in me. As that wind curled up into my throat, I shut my whole sightseeing. A small hand on my right arm caressed serenely by a red panda.

"Humiliate, don't humiliate. Rice, don't rice," Shifu says ardently, sitting a final, sixth stair beside me after red panda placed Oogway's wooden staff to the floor behind him. "Xing, you are too concerned about what your brother Lao that he is the most clever student, and one of the prophecies that he can do to bring justice against Huoju, then all of the bandits. Even Lord Shen. It is not your fault for letting your brother almost killed. As for Huoju, there might be a reason why Prince of Darkness wants Lao's father. Warlords. Partnership. Army."

"Is there a reason for my brother has a prophecy from a goat named Soothsayer she once saw Lao's future?" I ask considerably.

"Soothsayer had sighted a new oracle from Lao when you were away from Student Barrack, Xing," Shifu clarify candidly. "The prophecy of justice, and ending the era of immoral. If I can understand her words carefully, then I shall believe that your brother Lao could be the one who has some valuable bloodline, the tree of warriors who were passed by their ancestors, then. . . the original ones who were the heroes who urged their avenge by seeking justice against Huoju, then many supporters."

I was wondering how many of Lao's ancestors he got, I think wondrously.

"Later as soon as we heal," Shifu continues when standing himself back to snatch his pole, "we all must head to the Historical and Philosophy Library to search a scroll, that Oogway might have written as what we need to know more about Huoju, then some very important bloodline."

As I attended his word importantly, I immediately call the red panda behind me.

"Master," I esteem his title directly as Shifu merely turns to my sight after I stand on the stairs, strolling closer to the red panda. "I know it is too hard on you for, you know, Huoju took your student, Dragon Warrior. Po's two dads are not able to heal their hearts because of their son's missing."

"I know, Xing," Shifu realizes sincerely, palming his own heart. "I am too worried about my student. Without any word in China to realize the Dragon Warrior's whereabouts, we might never find him."

"Let's hope the Dragon Warrior will get through of Huoju's madness," I believe presumably.

Not for long, both Shifu and I materialize on Jade Palace inside Hall of Heroes from the left entrance we have sauntered. Most of this pleasant, soft green columns that fabricated of woods, then slithering dragons with flames in most of all historical artifacts of each warrior's wielded item. Blades. Armor alike Flying Rhino's armor of red, and gold with wings. Sword of Heroes with a green flame icon on its metal.

Noticing we are closer to this golden surrounding near of this crystal, settling reflective pool of diamonds, I stand here where the Dragon Warrior once been shared the power of a replica scroll by Grandmaster Oogway I once told from Shifu last month. On those scrolls on the front of the pool, are mainly handwritten by many masters for those who were journeyed with our Grandmaster at such tranquility when Ming and Shifu clarified about legendary masters, most who allied, and the other have once stayed away from Oogway for their reason.

Not entirely what their scrolls are just about their life, but wrote their quotes of philosophy without telling. It is complex.

"Xing, as I nearly forget importantly, we must gather plenty of our students here in Hall of Heroes," says Shifu as we conclude our stroll next to the pool that gleams with gold, and standard color of jade by the grayish sky from outside.

"All of us?" I ask him impassively.

"Only Furious Five, and the Nine, including your master," Shifu says.

"What is the purpose, Master Shifu?" I inquire Shifu after clearing my throat.

"Your bull colleague Shou has something to utter you, and the rest of us," The red panda says, clarifying. "A bad news about. . . his pirate lord's invitation along Huoju's men."

"An invitation? Is there a reason for it?" I ask bewilderedly.

"Your pirate once spoke that his father would invite them without noticing what that army of Huoju is," the red panda explains dearly. "Shou has much to clarify on any such circumstantial for the risk of China's greatest threat. Unless we do not act to Emperor Huangdi, this tragic news could be the undesirable situation, in all of China."

War. I figure reflectively.

"I better grab the rest of the Nine inside Training Hall, leave Lao and Hong behind. My brother needs to stay rest as my remedy must check on Lao later." I inform Shifu, strolling myself out of the Jade Palace as the red panda will do the same to reap his students importantly, and once said that he would bring Lotus and the Nine's crocodile Zhao for me.


In a moment as I reach the Training Hall shortly with fast walking in there, I move away from these warriors laying their beds in serenity sleep around the whole courtyard from outside. In a Training Hall, an entire bottom of battle stations went wholly cleared, however. Piled with injury warriors laying their comas, with arms, ankles, and legs covered with brown, wrapped bandages that they are along for their masters, checking to any fleshing wounds for their students to heal naturally.

On at upper right corner of this covered column with black strings that tightened some large bags for any protection of hitting to prevent, I sight two of great Ox people as one in a large, brown stretcher of heavyweight, then the other stands aside with crocodile master they gaze on Master Ox's right side. My dear Ox colleague Niu beside Master Croc I stroll closer, around Niu's eyes, soaked with alcohol as he perhaps been fought to someone who hurt my colleague.

"Xing," Niu waves to me with a gentle smile on his face when I approach near Master Ox's stretcher bed. "I'm glad you're okay. What happened to you back there? At the stadium?"

"I went out cold shortly," I replied, knuckling Niu's right fist, "then sobered from pain, and suffering. What happened to your eyes?"

"Surely," Niu thought clearly, "when our big guy Shou went collapsed, I chased that large bear who nearly decapitated him. As I arrived after checked to Shou as he went unconscious, I spotted the bear, and opposed that bandit on the other side of battle from a front gate of the Kong Bai Stadium."

"So, what exactly happened after you fought that bear?" I ask.

"Something moved on that bear's claw," Niu explains, considering deeply, "an odd, smoke as the bandit summoned it like pitch black, and grayish water, it splattered me in front of my eyes. As you said, I went out cold, then felt the soft burn you have no idea. That is how my eyes are covering with alcohol. Hong said that I must use cold water to extinct the pain, then she will gather some fruits later on to cure."

"That's horrible," I surprised softly.

"Before I went unconscious, Xing," Niu says continuously. "You are not going to believe what a voice came from that bear who almost killed our brother Shou. That bear's voice is a she."

She? I reflect bewilderedly. I thought a giant bear named Phantom should be a male.

"No way," I say with my eyes wide open.

"Absolutely," Niu nods, surprisingly believe. "Whoever I think that bear is, she's. . . well, odd."

As Niu already clarified the condition of his eyes that went soft burned as a sizzled flesh he took care of his cure by Hong's medicine, Master Croc carries a single white plate in his hand. Gorging the white rice that smells the golden onion flavor, and steamed it hot enough with chopsticks as Croc wields it carefully. Noticing what I reveal, my grandmother does cook our rice food.

"Is your brother okay, Xing? How's Lao?" asks Niu in what I consider the next of my brother's condition.

"Still in a coma right now, he nearly lost his whole blood out of him from that coward from the battle who plunged my brother vigorously," I respond and gazing Master Ox beside me in his large stretcher, I beam to him inquiringly. "And your dad here?"

"His father will live," Master Ox says utterly, grunting himself when bending his whole body upward from the bed below Ox as Master Croc supports him with right arm over crocodile's neck behind after this reptile placed his rice and chopsticks next to him on the floor. "There is nothing for you two to worry about me. Croc and I have been through many battles before."

"What you shall worry," Master Croc expresses urgently, "is only about circumstances."

"Who plunged the young prince you'd united with him?" Master Ox ask, raising himself below his stretcher.

What I recalled to that terror of a blade that screamed into the breeze, the terror never goes away from my brother's pain. I severely checked Tigress and Ming on the floor as their eyes that cannot reveal in a faint. My brother saw a wolf who was struggled behind him further away, as Lao strongly insisted to him about my brother's birth name. Then revealed Lao's peahen mother by the wolf with single right eye who clarified, he told my brother that Lady Xia gave his son's Lao's birth name. Then his peacock father I imaged on Lao's right side, the peacock with red and black feathers train once turned at a sudden open mouth and wide eyes.

The next I crawled over the floor after my brother's suffering air by the snarling feather from the breeze, Lao's father trembled himself, glared around the arena with whole, frightfulness of the battle as that peacock with red train and black spots, he puzzled himself, however. Lord Shen was demanded confusedly of that battle in which woke himself from that solar glare. One wolf in the right eye which he barked at wicked peacock as he'd also witnessed Shen pierced his own son's lung.

Lastly, of Shen's shredded voice, the peacock with the shrouds of dark clouds over him once dragged into the sky that filled with the collapsed of light, and shadow clouds towards North, or somewhere over Northwest I cannot notice where the Dragon Warrior and demon-Ox Huoju are might be.

"To tell you honestly, Masters," I embark. "That guy who has returned from the dead, one peacock who tossed his feather blade to my brother. Turns out to believe, Lao does have a long, lost father, and that peacock was resurrected by Prince of Darkness to come all that is part of their plan to claim China as their partnership."

Their bodies become petrified as the statue as the two Masters in one look at themselves freely. What of their eyes wide and their turning to both towards me? I conjecture on their knowledge of Lord of Gongmen.

"Seems you two Masters do have your life story, and met Lord Shen before," I say, realizing Master Croc's wide eyes and his mouth wide open in a sudden reveal of the peacock's return. "You both knew him?"

"Yes," Master Croc nods. "We have heard of him."

"We knew Shen," Master Ox says.

In their revelation of that peacock, I once know of two Masters by Dragon Warrior about two weeks earlier, they were united with the Five including Po as their mission was simple to use to conclude Shen's boats and cannons by a decade earlier. The Masters' loss was their colleague, an excellent rhinoceros friend as all three in their legendary inception was to stop Wu Sisters from conquering China for a purpose to invite many bandits around in each terrain.

Po had once spoken to me of the trio Masters as their first confrontation was young prince Shen by Flying Rhino initially, before Lady Muqin and Lord Feng as Thundering Rhino's father promised to all the Masters to live on Gongmen with Peafowl Nobles family before his death over a year later.

For the most part, as I recalled the death of Thundering Rhino, it was all the cause of Lord Shen's atrocity in which China, and even most of the terrains trembled before Po had to end Lord of Gongmen as the panda had not slain the peacock. But brought justice initially as Dragon Warrior lastly once spoke, that he convinced Shen to let go of the darkness behind the past.

"Niu," I turn to my colleague beside me from left side of my arm. "Master Shifu's about to meet us there at Hall of Heroes. We got to confront there within ten minutes and bring the Nine over there as Shifu will bring his students, and both Lotus and Zhao from Student Barrack."

"What about Lao?" asks Niu.

"He needs rest," I say, patting his navy gauntlet. "I'll mind my brother later as soon as we deal some conversation meeting with Shou to talk about circumstances."

"About what?" Niu inquires normally.

"You know Shou's dad who we never met as our bull pirate always talked about him most of the time?" I query as Niu nods understandably. "The pirate lords including Shou's dad are inviting Huoju's army without noticing who they are."

"What?" Niu goes petrified in the cold, with a cobalt glare. "Who told you this?"

"Master Shifu did when I sauntered with him as he was told by our bull Shou," I imply. "Huoju and his men are going to do something that can lead undesirable situation, and we may have to consider of Shou's knowledge who previously messaged to him, then speak with Emperor Huangdi, later on, to let him notice every unit of Huoju's army where they are."

"That is serious," Niu says, pondering.

"We will talk more. I'll bring Lotus and Zhao at the Student Barrack," I say, then advising my colleague importantly. "Bring Bao, Fǎnshè, and our master to confront us there at the Hall of Heroes."

"And Hong? What about her?" Niu lastly asks about the Nine's remedy, strolling with me.

"She has to stay with injured warriors inside, even Lao," I turn to Niu before dispersing away from Training Hall. "Hong will notice after we all discuss. Masters Ox and Croc can come too if they desire to listen."


I stroll outside of the Training Plaza without a rush as I carefully intervene injury warriors in their stretchers around me forward. This sky remains the same as sudden gray of clouds combining with soft cozy from the quietness breeze. I immediately gaze on Peng with Lian and their cubs nearby before sauntering away, the Five's great friend once curled into his knees on a stretcher he currently laying there as I will soon check on Peng again. I await shortly next to the brown, large door on the right side, crossing both of my arms.

I gleaned the Nine's heaver Bao from his injuries; a right arm sleeps without a touch of soft of air, or harder than a stone. Bao's arm injury once cured with cold water softly rubbed into something that Hong could discern a flash of snarl from the inside of armpit. As for the Nine's venom Fǎnshè, also scratched, and nearly torn over his reptile skin from ruthless bats who also caused Viper nearly fleshed apart from snarling, and mortal biting.

In one moment, Fǎnshè, Niu, Bao, and two of trio Masters embark to stroll down the stairs after dispersing the Training Hall. To themselves communing as they go near me with a nod, I unite them all to saunter across the downhill. I shortly perceive Bao's right arm covered with sizeable white arm sling attaching to his neck, and so to Fǎnshè's slither body that went cold to warm flesh. Despite their injuries, their trembling flesh is continuously on flames as not stopping when bandaged with wrappings added with alcohol before that.

Into our stroll we saunter, trees filled with only green, bricks filled with rusted green grasses as my feet impacted with a gentle touch that can discipline my thoughts. My thoughts of Shou's father I can image the pirate lord without what he looks like Kai or an ocean master who adores the waves of the sea. Shortly, the Five, then both Lotus and Zhao have approached to our stroll from our upper left side of the hill, just as we begin to confront inside of Jade Palace at the far right side of the famous place. Only as I mostly hear Lotus's voice every time she speaks before we all infiltrate the Jade Palace.

"You know of this, Xing?" Lotus reflects while nodding to her, "Like really, really bad?"

"Absolutely," I say, gazing shortly into her trembling eyes. "Let's stay put to discuss with Shou to hear what's the word with some deep circumstances. At least," I consider as we are near the entrance of Jade Palace as all the greenish glasses of candles, and wooden dragon slithers across the columns around us, "there might be a problem throughout China, and the hate is about to rise because of Huoju's return.

Once the large door opens that you can imagine of bedroom drapes from a window shining starlight into your sleep, multiple goose servants strengthen their wings in front of both doors. Shou glossed his gray fur with like water reflection from the predictable clouds above. Filled with stones around him, his black gauntlets, and even his long mane that Shou's horns have gleamed into silver. Not much of a rock, Shou gets, but I detect a bizarre bird with black feathers across the cloud, that must be a messenger.

What kind of a messenger does that large, black bird is much twice the size as goose servants and even Zeng here next to a brown, doorway on the right side? The Nine has sometimes ever glared the blackbird about thrice for a whole six years since Shou's arrival. Ming caressed my left shoulder as her strong expression; she entirely calmed my awareness into our affection for both of us.

The next as my grandmother stroll gently to her feet across upfront about five steps, Tigress in her yellow tunic robe with red veins of leaves over her bodies, and even her sleeves, she softly forces her grin beside me, and Lotus.

"Nephew," says Tigress.

"Aunt," I reply.

Shou reads the silver scroll made of a white sheet of a flower. The ink had forged with sudden red as dark flesh. Likely other solemn issues of pirates, I'm afraid. Into my heart races through such veins over me that I braced my arm next to Lotus's paw, Shou slowly forced his expression into our eyes of concern by his full opened cobalt.

"I have just received another message from one of my father's messengers from Zei Dao," clarifies Shou, strolling near around us as around me formed into U sign as court meeting. This announcement isn't good to hear my bull pirate's voice, I thought. "The army of Huoju's men have claimed my father's land and battled the pirates already. Last week," Shou begins, "two of my father's messengers flew across the ocean to here in China about two days to warn me seriously of the madness.

"My previous report was my father who is a pirate lord named Haidao, he had usually once contacted by those mysterious clan from their ships across the crystal sea, with black sails with an emblem of scorch, and skulls. What my father noticed on my previous note, is what I answer to you all here, Huoju's army in what they wrote their scroll to my father at the pirate lord's bunker, once said to have a request of invitation for a reason.

"With none-explanation what I concern of this invitation request by Huoju's army they wrote to Haidao, there could lead into a sudden war what my thoughts cannot stop itching in me," explains Shou, pointing his temple near his mane.

"Is there a reason why?" Ming asks.

"Those pirates are not entirely interested in the invitation, Master Ming," Shou explains. "As after the next day Haidao refused to message them back, Huoju's men have started the ambush on pirates at Zei Dao."

"So for last week, the battle was started before we are involved in this war?" I ask Shou.

"Aye," the bull says, nodding across our faces loudly. "We as the Nine will be an honor to stop all the bandits if they go near Prosper Valley. This grave news, right now, is severe and would take a total of three-week travel to reach my father's island. We can travel to Vu City from the Southeast side of China for a two-week stroll, and sail to Zei Dao that would take three days to reach additionally."

"We do not know how many of Huoju's men over there, Shou," I say, very concerned. "Even though the pirates are legally battle the army at your dad's island, the skirmish could be deadly into bloodshed. As none of us here, and even the masters and councils of China could notice the attack on Zei Dao. Your pirates are like thieves, likely you are not quite acting as a pirate, but genuinely speak like a pirate often."

"Aye," Shou nods.

"Let us be clear here for this discussion for Shou's circumstance of Haidao's island under attack last week," Ming says, circling us in front with Shifu. "We also had heard a spread word for a missing Dragon Warrior as the panda was taken by Prince of Darkness two days ago. Much as to say more, it is the Masters of Jade Palace's circumstance we must embark to support them. We cannot handle two in one case as the Nine and Furious Five here must decide for a group to separate.

"Before we decide soon, Emperor Huangdi must notice Shou's circumstance as our Emperor of China also realized the Dragon Warrior too," Ming advises most importantly. "We should need a word with Huangdi later as the Emperor will manifest the movement of Huoju's men across China, and call out the local units nearby to prevent attacks."

"But Master. What are we going to do?" Crane asks red panda he steps closer beside Tigress.

"We will discuss Emperor Huangdi when his resting ends later, Crane," Shifu replies. An ideal as the red panda rapidly consider of plans, Crane nods. "Shortly, we must search a scroll to read more of Huoju by our Grandmaster."

"You think we will know that Ox-demon, then soon will find Po in time, Shifu?" asks Viper, approaching nearby Crane's feet as her bandages over reptile skin around a neck.

"We will, Viper," reply Shifu. "One of the Seventh Righteous members are currently searching the Dragon Warrior."

Mantis appears on top of Crane's conical hat. "So. . . that's a yes?" Mantis comments, giving Shifu a glare with downward pointed ears.


II. Volume Scrolls

Shortly after long discussing, we communed for a half hour of both conditions of Shou's Zei Dao and six of Jade Palace masters' Dragon Warrior. Ming sauntered herself to the left side of Jade Palace as my grandmother once reminded me to check on Lao over the Student Barrack. The Five, Shifu, the Nine (Six of the Nine) and I commence in a circular corridor hall, strolling into this hundreds; thousands of volume scrolls wrapped with reddish knots around in each on a Library Fine Arts of Philosophy. On the inside, you could imagine of a collection of books in your library on every shelf with novels, knowledge, and philosophical quotes from those legends.

In there, we arrived the Library Fine Arts of Philosophy, these shelves on multiple sides around a hemisphere room that is filled with scrolls everywhere placed on index words of the group of A on the beginning of golden dragon column to the left through Z as the end of a right column. This library is where Masters of Jade Palace investigated here in this library to search mysterious, wicked voices as they all encountered some jombies on the Valley of Peace as all three of long-dead warriors communed at them simultaneously. From that beast who called himself from Oogway's legacy.

"So how long are we able to search some valuable scroll on thousands of scrolls here, Master Shifu?" I ask, turning to red panda below beside me.

"It'll take forever as it goes, Xing," Shifu answers, gazing the columns of index scrolls over the hemisphere ahead. "Whatever we find that scroll for knowledge of Oogway's old nemesis, we will seek our answers to be found within. We cannot do this alone for just a two of us. The Five, your students, and I will find one of these scrolls to notice about an old enemy Huoju."

"Master, is there something more about what my brother's bloodline that a goat name Soothsayer, who once confronted to my palace a few days ago when she once spoke about the Mightiest Warriors?" I inquire to suggest about my brother's extraordinary legacy to Lao's bloodline.

"Oogway might have once spoken only about himself and his allies they united as what you've just described your brother's bloodline, Xing," Shifu says. "I know plenty much of Master Oogway's legacy after many masters and your ancestor Mui Tan Huang were isolated themselves to keep safe from danger, and desolated Qing Temple."

"If we won't find that scroll somewhere in this library," Crane embarks, "then a worst case scenario will make us in danger."

"There can be only one to find, Crane," says Tigress. "Without one, then there's no hope."

"Can we just find that scroll at once?" Mantis venture sternly, springing to Crane's conical hat.

"We can read one scroll," Viper says, reflecting on hundreds of manuscripts perching on all alphabetical orders ahead of me, "then something not familiar, we'll put it back where it was until one of us can find it."

At a brief period of over an hour, I climb on these shelves ahead of the index level of M as all warriors around a hemisphere including drawers are into index letters, and scrolls to search. With nothing to examine these scrolls I've touched with multiple names of Moonlight Dawn, including other words I cannot explore Mightiest Warriors, I place these scrolls back to the sides instead tossing back to the floor below me, and Crane.

Crane flies beside me to the left, banking his wing he gathered two volume scrolls from his talons as I embrace the left shelf on L hardly without a fall as stepping on the edges of index letter levels. Merely gazing down to left side as Shifu opens to one of the volume scrolls after detached the strings around it, none has found when he read a title of Oogway's Galapagos Island I sharply narrow. Mantis leaping from the index K to my left sleeve, the bug proceeds through my right sleeve from left arm you could sense the smallest insect's feet as tickling sticks.

Shortly, I break into my intellect after gazing all over L shelves from top to bottom, descending into the floor after searching complex word titles of Oogway's old nemesis to search. Not nearly collapsing into the level, the vision I breathe from the creaking across my head I caressed my forehead. I sit on a jade chair next to the golden dragon column, gazing to Mantis and Crane as both snatches multiple scrolls with names of Tranquility of Peafowls, The Negligence of Ke-Pa, then Discovery of Life, Harmony, and Peace.

As my mind has sparked my idea, a word of I, is my next part to double check below the index column. What I concern of Huoju's names like Ruler of Retaliation and Prince of Darkness, could mostly not on every scroll to search for each alphabetical word through hemisphere wall corridor. In between H and I as climbing on both shelves, a soft glossing light at beyond these scrolls in an opened drawer to the left side of mahogany and jade as someone must have forgotten to close. At two steps I incline these cabinets on my right feet then the left on index H about the third level, more soft gloss draws near.

Sweeping gently to these names of Harmonies, a large sapphire with decorative silver dragon scroll beneath these scrolls sparkles into my expression as I gently snatch it with my right paw. In these words of a title on the bottom of yin-yang as the silver dragon circled it in a middle of the sapphire scroll, a title I scrutinize closely as the flowing of coldness throughout my back caressed the silk.

Huoju, Prince of Darkness / The Mightiest Warriors

"There's some blue and silver glass scroll I found!" I announce, exhibiting the sapphire scroll to everyone. "It says something about Huoju and the Mightiest Warriors!"

"Bring it here!" Shifu gestures. I leap down into a dark red table beside the volume scrolls, strolling, imaging this sapphire, silver scroll in my paws to every warrior's large eyes. Gripping the scroll's pole above I opened gently, an enormous scripture indicates a blue cover on a front as I softly pull the page with its silver strings that attach to it. Placing the sapphire, silver scroll to the right side of the table, I remove the lines gently as the volume scroll shines into a cloud's sky on a wrapped paper.

"This scroll is blank," I dazzle my eyes, shivering in my heart.

"WHAT?! It's blank?!" Shifu baffles, rising his ears with a wide open mouth as the red panda springs himself to me. "Are you kidding me?! Not again!"

Hemisphere Library fills with grunting, and flaming heads clench their fists and covering whole faces of shaking uncontrollably. Shortly, for this challenging moment of the blank scroll as similar to Dragon Scroll, I carefully narrow to this black, with star-like ink writings beside the paper roll below my paw I caressed as fiber as the glass.

"Wait. There are paintings and writings on it," I say, rolling the scroll to the left as the star-like ink has shown writings. "I'm sorry, guys. That is some misunderstanding; it won't happen again."

"You are fine, Xing," Shifu says. "We are not the only ones since the Five, Po and I have opened a very secretive scroll about a decade ago."

These inks made of bright stars into the scroll, soft paint in the black brush as greatly handwritten on this glass paper. On this page, I read my voice in this verse.


"She who craved her brother's sorrow,

A sister darted her brother's misfortune.

Those who caress the sword's gloss,

It calls to a soul from the heart of a sword's gleam,

Those who wield the Stone Blade of Wúgū,

Thou who shall avenge the departed,

A new hope will unleash the wrath of Wúgū."

Lǐ Han


" Poem," I clarify.

"Who's Wúgū?" Viper asks, moving smoothly near the edge of a right side table.

"No one knows," Shifu replies. "I think this is mysterious words to reveal."

"Is that name part of Seventh Righteous's city from the Northside, right?" Crane inquires.

"Much likely," I say without a false fact from the Righteous they contemplated and informed Jade Palace Masters and the Nine about their village (or a city). "I wonder why is the place named after someone who seemed popular."

A word of innocent, Wúgū. Whether a male or female warrior has a name, that could be difficult to understand. I deliberate it could be a female name. "Look," says Shifu, pointing the scroll as we extend the paper to the left that Shifu and I placed it to the right for more space on this red table in front of me. To Shifu glossing eyes, this ink on a glass paper is a different handwritten than metaphor words. "It is handwritten by Oogway."

A paint of colors of gray temples across the green terrain over the mountains, thronging with gold, white, and gray silk robes of all warriors forming their fighting stances of Wing Chun I recognize one of the first forms next to large plaza they stand. Broad daylight with red ink of Oogway's handwritten at beyond the green and white mountains with flowers. Shifu embarks on reading as the seven of Nine, Furious Five and two Masters of Gongmen listens.


Huoju, Prince of Darkness

Year: 450

"Long ago, in terrain, I had one of the finest temples that forged in harmony and well balanced of martial arts, the antiquity of viability. The Qing Temple."


I gaze fine soft grasses over the course of white, and gray mountains at behind these large temples. "It's my ancestor's palace," I say. Large bricks around four gold and green watchtowers at the edges on all sides, purified gray rooftops as star clouds of dust from the sky that are wider than Jade Palace. "My grandmother every time communed to me, Lotus, and Lao about this prosperity temple where my ancestor united with Grandmaster Oogway, and some Tai Chi master as they were in a group together."

"That is amazing, Xing," says Crane on upfront of the red table beside Viper, then Fanshè.

"No need to be rude here guys," the bug says, leaping across the glass scroll from the right side as Mantis intervenes through this red table ahead of me. "But let's just read this scroll all at once, then soon we'll embark to listen to Xing's Wing Chun ancestors."

As I accept Mantis's words, Tigress next to Shifu rolls the glass scroll the left. Shifu embarks his soft elder voice on Oogway's handwritten beside the ying-yang, next to gray mountains.


"An old temple I used to unite two of my colleagues after I created a focus on harmony, and tranquility of Kung Fu. One tigress master who forged a concentrate of striking, and trapping in such a bond of love. One bull master who generated a demonstration of chi in a relationship of happiness.

"Mui Tan Huang. My dearest, a first sister, a beautiful tigress with an ocean of gale eyes. A gray and sapphire tunic with blossom tree patterns, and black trousers. She forged Wing Chun to herself on a road that guided from the most transparent reflection of a star. Liu Bong Shìēn. My first, and alongside brother. A healthy, kindness bull with a breeze of gray clouds, and a broad lake of eyes. A brown polyester tunic with ornaments of water clouds, and navy trousers. He forged Tai Chi to himself on plain grass hills as guided by the high mountains.

"For five long years as we united into a symbolism of prosperity to this Qing Temple, Shien, Huang and I taught many of beloved students in our greatest privilege as we were able to continue partnership through nature in all of China. We taught them how to enable harmony. We taught them how to enable love. We taught them how to enable happiness."


More to the left as Tigress pulls the wrapped scroll, a raging fire crawled over the gray temple intervened with shredded skirmish. Screamed warriors of gold, gray, and white robes opposed those darkness bodies of wicked bandits on a plaza, united with an Ox-demon who stood above the temple's roof, with the flaming sword he wielded as behind the Ox from the night sky. Sparks ignited throughout the temples. The face of Huoju through his eyes beamed as scarlet stars with clenched teeth.

"One day, we were encountered," I read boldly.


Year: 500

"An ambitious, young Ox warrior from the raging sky upon the nature of these mountains that colored darkness, and yellow-red torches, named himself Huoju, and once communed to us about many places he merged himself across China with his army, then conquered most of every terrain. I saw into Huoju's heart, felt a presence of a loathsomeness upon the Ox's soul. In his heart, I glanced, there were most emperors of emperors throughout Huoju's bloodline, until one of his grandfathers from the Fourth Dynasty had turned darkness, and crucial.

"My old friend Shìēn interceded me from Huoju's clenched eyes, protected me from him. We warned the Ox as Huoju disgraced the respectful life of prosperity, he insulted all three of us. Into his eyes narrowed with a clenching fist, and booming voices of Huoju's wrath screamed warriors, piled with a glory of light and darkness clashed together into a battle."


Crawling fires, pouring rain of black arrows from the night's sky, burned stones and bricks of Qing Temple walls. Three warriors of a dark green snake, a tiger in white silk tunic with black pants, and tortoise with scratch flesh over Oogway's arms, standing in front of the edgy cliff, gazing the crawling fires of Qing Temple with a frown from their mouths.


"I went softly wounded along my two loyalists of the snake, and tiger; my friends, separated in elsewhere of mountain terrains. Many of students in all what Huoju took innocent lives of all masters I have known. Most of my students have slain, once my great sons and daughters who fought by their side of fathers, and mothers. The survivors of Qing Temple had scattered across China to salvage on their own from Huoju's destruction.

"To my beloved sister Mui Tan Huang, who willingly to surpass a knowledge of Wing Chun, I shall grasp by her promise of love before Huang's disappear. To my dearest brother Liu Bong Shien, who had willing to share energy knowledge of Tai Chi, I shall learn by his oath of happiness before Shien's misery loss of his students who were children into his heart, then vanished into the mountains.

"I exiled with my two students Xiao and Taolin from the Desolation of Qing Temple as we merged to Jade Palace. Will Huoju ever again to return to his destruction? A new war, once declared by Emperor of China, has started after Huoju's banishment, then to his wicked father who what I concerned of his responsibilities of Huoju, turned against all temples to destroy us all.

"This Great War, I avoided many conflicts to continue my knowledge of kung fu."


The Mightiest Warriors

A tortoise sitting next to the Sacred Peach Tree, with eyes closed as billowing pink leaves soared around Oogway. Green mountains, colors with dawn, and shading light from the morning clouds landed into all green terrain.


Year: 650

"For over a hundred and fifty years on this day, I remembered Prince Huoju demolished Qing Temple. The ambitious Ox warrior who claimed himself as the Emperor Khan's son who shall avenge to his whole family to claim victory against the harmony. What I discovered Huoju's father from the fifteenth Emperor of China, I received a message for twenty annuals earlier, both warriors currently banished into petrified stones at the Northwestern mountains.


The next page Tigress again moves the wrapped scroll, Shifu and I hold the large volume, pulling these glass papers enough. A pile of splash trees, with brown logs and green grasses, high on the backgrounds of gray shaded mountains. A tortoise with green cloak behind his shell, and brown wood staff he carries sauntering plain grasses of soaring pink blossoms around him.


"I thought to myself that I must claim to avenge all the warriors who once united, and sacrificed their souls on a terrible terrain. The Great War had been lasted for a hundred and half years, battling many forces who worked their dark master Huoju at beyond those northern walls made of bricks, and fine stones as built to protect every terrain from dark forces. On a brightness night that shone like the sun in front of me, I confronted a form of a bird, high in the mountains. A young swan from the souls of stars, who called herself as Goddess of the Universe."


A white star glanced into Oogway in front of top hillside rocks. A familiar young Swan with green eyes, extended black wings across a white star on both sides, beams down into Oogway. Have I seen that Swan before at Shui Palace? I reflect. I focus Shifu's words on this glass scroll.


"The Goddess of the Universe once reflected a prophecy. The prophecy of Huoju's fate where the light shall vanquish the Prince, the Sorcerer, and the Immorality God. The Swan of Goddess knew I have my great power to pass someone in the future. Once the Swan desired me to search young warriors in all of China, I guided myself through most of the greatness terrain on all of China. As what Swan of Goddess said to search a farmer with a sound of light in his heart, is part of Liu Bong Shien's bloodline."


An open terrain sheens with a settle of stone houses around these straight path roads of specks of dirt across fine, snow summits over the orange sunset. Oogway, infiltrates the villagers' terrain of silk stores, food supply packages near sidewalks, signboards that attach with metal strings it hangs beside to each stone houses, or apartments I describe for wooden, and rock homes. Oogway on a strolling sidewalk, he approaches into some loneliness, house made of logs of mahogany with lined up crops of potatoes, vegetables, and fruits around the whole, front green yard.


Year: 660

"For ten years, I merged across half of China, arrived in a pleasant village Lán Yuèliàng after five wars I skirmished with my Emperor's army. Into this sacred terrain with piled plants, brown log houses, happiness villagers with colorful silks of a respective community of farmers. One farmer. A tall, young farmer with soft, dark brown mane and small horns who heaved delivery packages of crops for the entire valley of Lán Yuèliàng. A fascination to his familiar silver-blue eyes, a sound of light in a farmer's heart, is Liu Bong Shien's great-great-grandson. A farmer's name is-"


I drop my jaw. "No. Way!" I gasp, shivering my eyes on Oogway's confrontation of a young bull with brown silk robe, and red sash with dark gray pants sweeping with his large broom as this farmer gazes to Oogway next to him on a wooden house.

"That can't be him!" says Mantis.

"It is him!" says Crane wildly.

Him? Yes. A word of him is who Lao, Lotus and I recalled my grandmother's night stories of our Grandmaster Oogway united to his brother.


"Yes. Kai. Kai. I minded the young farmer about the tragedy of Qing Temple in which Kai's grandfather Liu Bong Shien was a Tai Chi master, as I later confronted to his Wing Chun master named Wing Chen inside Kai's wooden house."


I reveal a tigress in sapphire silk tunic, and black trousers, sitting a rolling, wooden chair beside a fire cabin. "My grandmother's great-great-great grandmother," I touch the glossy scroll next to my ancestor. Wing Chen communed to Oogway ahead of her, and young Kai on a living room next to a mahogany door gazed the tortoise and tigress.


"In many stories to commune Kai's master of how I met the Tai Chi and Wing Chun masters long ago, I recalled Wing Chen's great-grandmother who I have sworn Mui Tan Huang to salvage more knowledge of Wing Chun, and much more or my knowledge of Kung Fu before the Desolation of Qing Temple. Kai's true destiny was meant for justice to his bloodline of grandfather Liu Bong Shien against a common enemy, as his bull parents disappeared by Wing Chen's explanation of unknown whereabouts of Kai's family. The true purpose of his new interest: the battle with glory to avenge his grandfather, as my new partner accepted to join by my side to train Wing Chen's student."


A next page we all scroll to the left, enormous gray stone of the Great Wall of China, standing into these splashes of brown floors of specks of dirt, splashes of raging fires as crawled into stone bricks, and shaded black spears with red sashes attached below the cutlasses splattered with red tears. Two warriors as they unite on this white, brown rock on a furthest right side of the Great Wall as both are skirmishing against bandits in a darkness armors around them with fire markings on their chest.

One tortoise in brown armor gauntlet and wielded a silver spear, pierced the wolf's dark blade. One bull in all of the brown shield and a double, silvery spear blades, shredded the yak's long, black dagger on his left hand.


Year: 675

"For the next fifteen years as Kai and I fought the skirmishes over the northern Great Wall, these breezes that settled the coldness of sorrow, the battle in our twentieth victories has earned a distinguished honor. Kai and I became our greatest brotherhood into most of our Emperor's Peaceful Clan to stop all of the Fire Clan members who are involved with Huoju's plans to avenge their master.

"We embarked ourselves to foresee two of strong warriors who survived, then crossed the army of Fire Clan's terrain. One specialist who volunteered as to avenge a family of his own, then a second who accepted a request from Emperor of China's invitation by a Peafowl Noble of Gongmen City. Our partnerships of snow leopard, Zhanshi, and a brave peacock prince, Li Han."


The next page we all image this glass, both warriors of Kai and Oogway, standing in the largest red tint with a room made of gold, living tables of brown scrolls, and black markings of peaceful words, and large map behind these warriors. They met the two of brilliance memberships of Emperor of China's Peaceful Clan in front of their eyes. A snow leopard in a golden gale of fire eyes and dark metal armor, and a blue peafowl in a breeze of ocean eyes and green silk robe positioning themselves as they foresaw the Emperor of China's most heroic warriors in all of China.


"A brilliant, newest friendships as I recalled to their bloodline from two of family members who were slain by an evil Prince Huoju. An uncle's great-grandmother from Zhanshi's father side who was a kung fu student, and Li Han's great-great-great grand-peahen from his mother's side who was a secretly forged Cai Li Fo master. Before Emperor of China's demise as we arrived at his golden throne room, we volunteered our title to my dear brother and me as the Supreme Warlords, and training with a bond of two allies Zhanshi and Li Han, all four of us became a birth of the Mightiest Warriors."


A midnight stars shaded in the white circle with gray holes to the top left, and blue among the souls of heavens. A peacock, a snow leopard, a tortoise and a bull in all four warriors lined in front, standing on the gray cliff of that terrain of splashing dark smokes with raging red-yellow flames they seek the battle, slithering on painting in green hills filled with dotted armies of Fire Clan and Emperor's Peaceful Clan.


Year: 690

"We all four of the Mightiest Warriors continued to avenge our brothers and sisters for Qing Temple, and the rest of my students who could not survive from death as I paid my price for a grief sorrow to all fallen warriors. Our army as Kai and I were current Supreme Warlords as both Zhanshi and Li Han were our supporters in guidance to bring Fire Clan's leader to justice, our victory, had led Lord Sǐwáng's circumstances of surrender to seek equity or to accept peace to lead his demise.

"As the Great War, we fought through our victories, Lord Sǐwáng's history as I once read of Emperor of China's diary. Our common enemy of the Fire Clan was a Komodo dragon sorcerer who involved Prince Huoju as the responsible of Lord Sǐwáng's actions of duty to destroy a life and prosperity of martial arts on Qing Temple."


A beam of heavens, dazzling across the line of Mightiest Warriors through a cliff in front of them. A peafowl in green silk robe from the left shown in blue tribal silk and water blade of guan dao. A snow leopard in a brown silk robe and dark black armor beside Li Han gleamed in soft surrounding yellow, and red slithers snarled with a crawl of flames over Zanshi's gauntlets.

Oogway in a brown-green cloak, only touching heaven of the sun around tortoise as such shimmering gold that he created his creation of kung fu from his old home. Kai in a green cloak and brown armor on the right beside Oogway caressed from a heavens' star by the gale of green clouds surrounding the bull with the light of chi orbs. The inner sun above the Mightiest Warriors, a Swan, softly touched her feathers on the ocean, the fires, the golden sun, and the jade.


"Once the star from the heavens had reached and stroked into our senses, a Swan who I recalled her, foretold us as if we were able to continue our brightness road path to justice to our bloodline and share divination to the future. A Yin-Yang, between light and darkness to those who face a challenge to improve; one will stand, one will fall.

"The Goddess gave my ally Li Han a blue silk robe, and the outstanding guan dao as he had given a gift of intelligence; the birth of water, and serenity. The Swan gave my colleague Zanshi a fitter capacity of a conflagration; the birth of fire, and an old storm of strength. My closest friend, my dear brother Kai, once given an exceptional gift by the Goddess to use a power of green star with jade swords attached with chains, and claim any soul's capacity of chi. Birth of nature, and the sorcerer.

"I forged my golden sun. Within our capabilities to seek throughout the battle, the Goddess reasoned her clarify for us to realize a prophecy of one will shall stand, one will fall, will prevent one of the tyrants as a symbolism of ambition, a unity of this future flesh and blood of the Mightiest Warriors."


An ocean of spear blades waved as the billow red silks were wrapped around in each one who wields. Green mountains, darker dots of trees on elsewhere of the Mightiest Warriors' army, marched into the sunlight of glory over the course of dirt. The symbol of a crawling hand that smoldered with a scarlet and sunset paint at ahead of the Mightiest Warriors' glare to the left. A bull, a tortoise, a snow leopard, and blue peafowl, standing on the tip of a solitude, white rock, gleamed ahead of their army where they all marched with curvy blades of an ocean.


Year: 700

"Once we nearly approached Lord Sǐwáng's Jīnsè Sìmiào about a hundred miles away, my privileged allies Zhanshi and Li Han were noticed as the local Fire Clan members attacked their villages. Five thousand army members we nearly outnumbered Lord Sǐwáng's forces, only half goes to Zanshi and Li Han to salvage their homes from the local bandits. But Kai."


A large bull, he turned to Li Han and Zhanshe as both vacated themselves with only half of Mightiest Warriors army, sprinted across the open hills of most breezes. Only the Supreme Warriors as both Kai and Oogway leaped into the other half ocean of spear blades to war, and both generals clung their blades into their army's swords of whisperers.


"My closest friend, refused to support our brothers as he remained by my side to end this war. We all three, Li Han, Zhanshe, and I thought of our brother, who had lost his beloved heifer wife murdered in crawling fires in the wooden house. Through his depression, Kai went for over two years. He strongly desired vengeance to slay all tyrants, even the Prince of Darkness had returned from the banishment of Immoral Realm from abandoned petrified stones at MengMeng Mountain."


As we all continued to read every word of Oogway's handwritten in scarlet ink in a different space of glass papers around, the terrain of the skirmish in golden palaces as many buildings glossed from the starlight of the clouds. Swallowed with fires of the apocalypse on those clash of Mightiest Warriors army, and Fire Clan below. As of this similarity secretly scroll they read of our Grandmaster and his brother into the military with an ambitious path into a battle, frankly, above the orange sky, screeching black arrows poured down into the Supreme Warlords.

Within a loss of the Great War, Kai carried Oogway for days, looking for help within every terrain of jade trees, then, of course, the snow mountains that billowed Kai's green cloak, then wrapped over Oogway's flesh of coldness. An only sacred village, high on the hills, the Panda Village whereas all the monks of Zen masters that surrounded Oogway on the ground, released their paws of sunlight into tortoise's flesh wound.

In a terrible shock on Earth that most of the terrain had torn apart on those higher mountains, Kai glared his emerald eyes, and Oogway intervened with a powerful kick. Something had a bull turned back on his tortoise brother. A sort of jealousy, and an ambition of rude in which Kai wanted a chi power all to himself, the bull was incapable of wickedness as the jade into him, then even in his eyes were partial. . . profoundly immoral and malevolent.


"In through our ambush and Kai's banishment to the Spirit Realm after a second week of the end of the Great War, I returned to the Jade Palace from a Sacred Panda Village to retire myself from the loss of the battle, and Emperor of China's son. On the road, as I encountered two of my beloved brothers of Lord Li Han and Commander Zhanshi, they realized to our friend General Kai's incursion of Sacred Panda Village. And sought that what my bull brother and I as the Supreme Warlords and our army to believe in our strength to conclude Sǐwáng and his forces."


Oogway, gazing below the stairway of Jade Palace he stood above behind, waved softly to Li Han and Zhanshe. A final, glass scroll from the left as Tigress lastly pulled it, Oogway remained in a large rock beside the peach tree. Sing blossoms that were soaring around the tortoise, gently wished Oogway's return with a pray, as our Grandmaster finally shut his own eyes into his inner peace from a meditation.


"In our final goodbyes, Lord Li Han returned to Gongmen City, and Commander Zanshi headed Tibet as both will share their own experiences stories as we all were the originals of the Mightiest Warriors. As I embarked to pray and seek my sympathy of Kai's banishment in my meditation by a warm breeze from a dearest star clouds, I wondered what will be the next phase of tyrants' absence after the Great War as I failed to avenge my brothers and sisters of the Qing Temple.

"Will the conquerors will return from the occult of their absence?"


The red panda master continues reading. "The trustworthy of Mightiest Warriors and one who unites the glory can only stop Prince Huoju, Lord Siwang, and Emperor Khan," Shifu lastly read a final verse by next to a large, black ink painting of an Ox-demon wielding a flaming sword. Then a Komodo dragon with some glossing golden armor beside the Prince, and behind them in which paled of pitch black of shredded clouds is a horror frown with fire eyes.

"Bao, Mightiest Warriors?" a shy gorilla Bao cranes his whole neck.

"How in the heck are we going to find those people?" Monkey insists, palming on sides of his stunning head.

"Maybe Shifu is!" Lotus points at Shifu beside me with pointed teeth grin.

"Me?! I can be good, but not a word of mighty enough!" Shifu says briskly. "These warriors are only part of within their kind of peafowls, snow leopards, bulls, and tortoises."

"Master, what are we going to do?" Crane asks worriedly, leaning himself in front of a table to my right.

"We all in here must find out where bloodlines of the Mightiest Warriors are," Shifu replies. "Search them all; however, we can on elsewhere in China. While we read of Oogway's legacy of his brothers, they have already passed their own purest capable of a bloodline to their future children, the blood of the Mightiest Warriors."

"Technically, there is an awkward part of the Nine here," Zhao says sagaciously. "We have an important discussion to notify about our peacock."

"Zhao's right," Lotus says. "The Nine has one."

"As a matter of fact," I say, recalling hardly to clarify, "a few days ago since our dinner invitation at Shui Palace, that elder goat Soothsayer once sighted my brother's bloodline. Lao's got two of a most specific, and valuable thing in his life passed by his ancestors, even that peacock guy on this scroll here."

"That is convenient words there, Master Xing," Shifu extends his lips to his ears. "We finally have one."

"So where can we find the three warriors?" Viper asks, gazing into our eyes.

"Our bull pirate here," Zhao replies, pointing a Pirate of the Nine next to Niu ahead of me.

"Shou?" I widened my spine from the cold.

"When Hong and I were behind Lao," Zhao states, "that Ox-demon just spoke to Dragon Warrior and only three of Mightiest Warriors before we all collapsed into the shiver."

"Really?" I ask, my heart pounds hard when looking into Shou's soft tightened mouth.

"I didn't know how my blood is very purified to one of the Mightiest Warriors until then revealed by Huoju revelation," Shou explains dearly. "Since I was a child, my family of those pirates did not speak of what my bloodline has, either my dead mother's side or my father's side."

"Shou, you might have got a very rare bloodline by your great-great—" I embark as the Nine's pirate is intervening.

"I be knowin', Xing," Shou realizes. "General Kai be one 'o me ancestors. I have revealed it by a female bear who nearly slew me."

"What about-?" Lotus muses shortly. "What about that snow leopard guy? The one who is your friend of Dragon Warrior and Furious Five? What is his name again?"

"Peng," Monkey answers.

"Is he one of the Mightiest Warriors too?" Lotus wonders, asking the six of Masters of Jade Palace.

"Optimistically," Shifu resolves, thinking rigidly toward Lotus with his daylight horizon eyes. "We'll have to stay tuned when he gets better soon."

"The fourth Mightiest Warrior remains hidden," Tigress considers, then asking the seven of Nine. "What does Huoju said when he encountered the Dragon Warrior?"

"What that Ox-demon just spoke, Master Tigress," Zhao embarks, clarifying shortly, "he only identified the panda and only three of the Mightiest Warriors."

"If we can find the last Mightiest Warrior," says Fǎnshè, slithering beside Viper and Mantis on a red table to the left, "then there could be one of Oogway's tortoise families."

"Does Master Oogway have any sons, daughters, or grandchildren, Master Shifu?" I inquire to him beside me.

There is no doubt that Oogway should have more tortoise families. What I notice of many tortoises, they occupy into their ages for a very long time. Respectfully wise according to their philosophy words to describe much harder than actual answers to find within. Shifu places his paw through his light beard, stuttering a sigh from his throat, imaging a possible situation of the fourth Mightiest Warrior to assume one of his relatives or children.

Shifu's reply clutched my heartbeat.

"I do not think so, Xing," Shifu answered, bending his ears down forth. "Without Oogway or any relatives of tortoises, this could be near impossible to stop Huoju."

I detected rapid footsteps near a circular corridor hall from behind Shou in front of me. As the pirate steps aside to Niu next to him, a panda teenager in a pink silk vest and sunflower next to her right ear sprints, jumping up and down forwardly. Seemingly strange to me and every warrior n here are glimpsing to a smile on her face, Tigress walks in front of the endearing panda.

"Lei Lei!" Tigress called her contentedly.

"Stripey!" Lei Lei giggles.

Impacting in together with the most laborious embrace, that you can sense a warming heart and wide open mouth and eyes from an affection of a family and friends united again.

"Stripey! I healed my new best friend! I healed my new best friend!" Lei Lei thunders, hugging across Tigress's cheek.

"Who, sweetheart?" Tigress smiles.

New best friend? I perplex. The teenage panda turns to her beaming cheek to our faces after she hesitates; Lei Lei might have salvaged someone from severe flesh wounds.

"That strange, big birdie with a long, funny neck and blue feathers!" Lei Lei replies.