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

Chapter 107 Making up for the situation before it is too late
At this moment in the Sacred Flame Hall, Wei Yixiao, Zhou Dian, and Yang Xiao clasped hands together, while Shuobude, Peng Yingyu, and the Iron-Crowned Taoist placed their hands on the group in a triangular formation to ward off the cold.

Only Leng Qian remained untouched by Yang Xiao's "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" divine skill.

So he just watched coldly from the sidelines, but he was still very confused.

This was because he knew that no matter how high Yang Xiao's martial arts were, he might not be able to defeat Wei Yixiao by much. In the end, he could not defeat the combined efforts of everyone. How could it be that several people were in great pain and their faces were pale and red, while he was completely unharmed?
Leng Qian, being an outsider, couldn't see the key to the situation. Although the Five Elements Flag Master had heard that Yang Xiao had practiced the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth," he didn't tell the Five Wanderers.

The reason why the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" was only because it was the Ming Cult's supreme martial art, and only the cult leader could practice it, was because Yang Xiao was already second only to the cult leader. If it were said that he had been taught by the cult leader Yang, wouldn't that mean that the cult leader Yang intended to make him the cult leader? Therefore, the Five Elements Flag Envoy knew about it, but he didn't say anything.

The sect must protect itself, and they will never create any opportunity for Yang Xiao to become the sect leader!
Zhou Dian suddenly shouted, "Cold-faced ghost, hit...him...his vest, hit..." His words were chilling, and he quickly shut up.

Leng Qian initially didn't want to make a move, but seeing Zhou Dian and Peng Yingyu's faces ashen and their expressions pained, he knew that if the poison had penetrated their lungs, they would be beyond saving. So he reached into his robes, took out five small, worn-out silver pens, held them in his hands, and said, "Five pens, to strike your Quchi, Jugu, Yanghuo, Wuli, and Zhongdu."

He was sparing with his words, and these five acupoints were all on his hands and feet, not vital points, meaning he wanted Yang Xiao to stop fighting.

He couldn't help but say, "Left Envoy Yang, we're all on the same side, why ruin the harmony?"

Yang Xiao said, "I, Yang, was not the one who started this conflict, nor was I, Yang Xiao, the one who struck first. You intend to harm me, so I have no choice but to comply!"

It should be noted that all the members of the Ming Cult were willing to protect the cult, but they each had their own plans regarding who would become the leader.

When Wei Yixiao asked Yang Xiao, he was actually implying that he wanted to become the leader of the sect. Zhou Dian's so-called recommendation of Wei Yixiao was also intended to annoy Yang Xiao.

After all, he disliked Wei Yixiao more than he liked him.

Yang Xiao was arrogant and proud, and his martial arts skills were superior to theirs. Naturally, he did not accept anyone else as the leader. Instead, he felt that he had already bowed down to them and admitted his mistakes, all for the sake of protecting the sect.

But you want to choose a leader, and Wei Yixiao even took the initiative to take over for Zhou Dian. It's obvious that you've already planned this and intend to scheme for yourselves.

Seeing that Yang Xiao refused, Leng Qian dared not delay any longer and exclaimed, "Excuse me!" He raised his right hand, and five points of silver light shot straight towards Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao remained calm and collected. Seeing the silver pen flying towards him, he activated the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth," extending and slashing with his left arm to use Zhou Dian and the other three as weapons, blocking them in front of him.

Several muffled thuds sounded, like hitting a piece of rotten leather. Zhou Dian hit two, and Peng Yingyu hit three.

Fortunately, Leng Qian's intention was only to stop the fight, and the wound was not to acupoints. Although it looked like there was blood, it was not serious.

Zhou Dian also yelled, enraged, "Cold-faced devil, you motherfucker..."

He stared at Yang Xiao and said, "You, you, this is the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth?"

Wei Yixiao also exclaimed, "You, where did you steal the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth from?"

"Stealing?" Yang Xiao sneered, "This Qiankun Great Shift is the supreme divine skill of our sect. Only the sect leader can practice it. Back then, Sect Leader Meng Yang favored it greatly. I only learned a little bit of it, but it is already inexhaustible."

Ladies and gentlemen, I am now offering this as a pretext: what you have all been blocking is Wei Yixiao's Icy Palm. If you have suffered any injuries, it is entirely his fault, and you cannot blame me!

Wei Yixiao's face turned pale and then red, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. He intensified his efforts, but Yang Xiao remained calm, guiding the force with both hands, transferring the power from his left hand to his right. He was merely sitting on the sidelines watching the two tigers fight.

Wei Yixiao intensified his attack, and Zhou Dian's palm met Yang Xiao's. The Cold Ice Palm was the first to strike, and at this moment, it felt as if he were in an ice cellar, feeling even colder. He hurriedly said, "Left Envoy Yang, our resistance against the foreign enemy... protecting the sect... is important, please withdraw your palm!"

Seeing that he was trembling all over and his teeth were chattering, Leng Qian said, "Congratulations! No ill intentions, please stop fighting."

Yang Xiao was delighted by Leng Qian's words, and since he had just seen that Leng Qian had no intention of harming him, he said, "Alright, brothers, I'll count to three, and we'll all withdraw our palms and stop our force at the same time to avoid accidentally injuring each other. Do you agree?"

"Okay, okay!" The group nodded in agreement.

Yang Xiao said, "One, two, three!"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a sharp finger force rushing straight to him through the "Shendao" acupoint on his back!

Yang Xiao was shocked: "The Bat King is so insidious, he actually launched a sneak attack!" Just as he was about to retaliate, he saw Wei Yixiao's body roll outwards like a gourd!

Upon seeing this situation, Yang Xiao knew that something else had happened. He was always competitive and had been through countless battles, so he quickly rushed forward to break free from the enemy's control and launch a counterattack.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind was heard. Turning around, Zhou Dian, Peng Yingyu, Tie Guan Daoren, and Shuobude were all lying on the ground. Leng Qian was about to strike a gray-clothed man with a palm, but the man blocked it. Leng Qian let out a muffled groan, which was accompanied by pain.

The sudden appearance of an enemy startled everyone. Seeing that the newcomer possessed extremely high martial arts skills and that Leng Qian was no match for him, Yang Xiao immediately gathered his energy to attack. Suddenly, he felt a chill throughout his body and his muscles went limp. A thought flashed through his mind: "What kind of martial arts is this?"

As soon as he gathered his qi, he felt a chilling energy rising from his Shendao acupoint. This energy was strange and unusual, quite different from the "Frosty Palm." When it reached that acupoint, the meridians there became weak and soft. In an instant, it traveled all over the Du meridian, and the move he had prepared could not be executed.

Yang Xiao then realized that something was wrong. He had been able to resist Wei Yixiao and the Five Wanderers only because he used the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" technique to move their combined strength.

Although he didn't use much of his own strength, it still required circulating his internal energy, like a boulder hanging by a thread, making it extremely risky.

Therefore, Yang Xiao and the others were afraid that if they were not careful when they finished their practice, the opponent's force would be transmitted to them. That's why they agreed to finish their practice at the same time after saying three words.

In that instant, one loses the protection of internal energy, becoming extremely vulnerable, like a naked beast without any safeguards.

Therefore, when the enemy struck Yang Xiao with a chilling finger strike, the force also surged into the bodies of the others, spreading throughout their bodies like an electric current, leaving them all feeling weak and limp from head to toe.

Only if Leng Qian remained unaffected could he attack the man in gray. However, the newcomer's martial arts skills were so high that Leng Qian alone could not withstand him.

It was actually fitting that the Ming Cult was robbed, but since this was the Sacred Flame Hall, no one was allowed to approach without being summoned.

Furthermore, Wei Yixiao's arrival led him to drain the blood of one of Yang Xiao's servants. This ruthless method deterred all the servants and maids from approaching, fearing they would suffer the same fate.

So Leng Qian and that person exchanged about twenty blows, but no one reported it. The group was left with only regret and frustration.

Despite facing a formidable enemy, Yang Xiao remained calm. He saw the man move with lightning speed, his right index finger flashing in and out of sight, accompanied by a howling wind. Suddenly, he took a step forward, and Leng Qian let out a "humph," struck by a finger. He staggered backward, his face turning pale, before collapsing to the ground.

Yang Xiao was shocked. He forcefully circulated his internal energy, his body moving like a whirlwind, and his right elbow slammed into the gray-clad man's chest.

The man in gray flicked his left finger, striking Yang Xiao's Xiaohai acupoint at the base of his elbow.

Yang Xiao was already suffering from the cold energy, and when he was hit by another finger, it felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cave, and he could not move even half a step.

Suddenly, a sound of "Eh!" rang out. Wei Yixiao and the others looked up and saw a thin-faced man in gray robes. Although he wore monk's robes, he exuded a strange, sinister aura. He raised his right index and middle fingers to his chest, his eyes showing surprise, and said, "Yang Xiao, the Left Envoy of Light, truly lives up to his reputation. You've taken two hits from my Illusionary Yin Finger, yet you're still standing. Remarkable!"

This person was naturally Cheng Kun. He placed two barrels of gunpowder in the secret passage of Bright Peak and came in to check the situation. When he saw the group making a move, he immediately launched a sneak attack, poking Yang Xiao's back acupoint. He was already surprised to see that Yang Xiao did not collapse, and he was even more surprised to see that Yang Xiao could still attack him.

Yang Xiao's heart sank: "These words sound so familiar." He then remembered that Yun Changkong had praised him for taking two blows to his sleeves without falling. Now this bald thief was praising him for taking two fingers to the ground without falling!
Yang Xiao felt inexplicably grief-stricken. When had he ever been reduced to being praised after being hit twice?

Yang Xiao said in a hoarse voice, "Your finger-flicking skill is from the Shaolin school, but this Illusionary Yin Finger is sinister and evil, definitely not a Shaolin martial art. Who exactly are you?"

Cheng Kun smiled lightly and said, "Amitabha, this humble monk is Yuanzhen, and my master's Dharma name is Shang Kong Xia Jian. The Demonic Sect is about to be wiped out. If you demons die at the hands of Shaolin disciples, then your lives will not have been in vain."

Yang Xiao murmured, "How could the disciple of the monk Kongjian be like this?" Suddenly, he shuddered and exclaimed, "How did you sneak up to Bright Peak? You came through the secret passage!"

Everyone gasped in surprise, thinking, "Yang Xiao, you're really talking nonsense! How did this bald thief know about the entrance to the secret passage?"

Yuanzhen suddenly laughed and said, "Why are you so sure I know the entrance to the secret passage?"

Yang Xiao's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Although your martial arts are high, it is probably beyond your ability to reach Bright Peak!"

Yuanzhen remained silent, staring at Yang Xiao for a moment before slowly saying, "Yang Dingtian's appointment of you as the Left Envoy of Light makes some sense. You are indeed exceptionally insightful. I guessed correctly; I came up from the secret passage, which is why I regard your Ming Cult's Seven Peaks and Thirteen Cliffs as the broad road ahead!"

Yang Xiao had his own unique abilities. Although he was seriously injured, he quickly figured out all the details. He knew that although Yuan Zhen's martial arts were high, he was not much stronger than himself. Therefore, Yuan Zhen must have used a secret passage to sneak into the Sacred Flame Hall without anyone noticing.

Nobody would believe that there is another Yun Changkong in the world!
Upon hearing this, Zhou Dian naturally shouted, "Bullshit! The secret passages of the Ming Cult have always been accessible only to the leader. Even Yang Zuoshi cannot use them. What right do you, you old bald monk, have? You despicable villain, I... I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations..."

He was spitting as he cursed, and it was truly astonishing that he could still utter such a few curses despite being so seriously injured, without even taking a breath.

Yuanzhen laughed and said, "This secret passage is a secret of your sect, but Yang Dingtian violated the sect's rules and told his wife, so I had no choice but to go with her."

Everyone thought he was talking nonsense, and they were all furious, cursing in their hearts: "That bald monk is shameless. Even if Madam Yang knew, why would she go with you?"

They wanted to speak, but then they felt that something was not quite right about this fact!
After all, if it were true that a man and a woman were to walk through the Ming Cult's secret passage, it would be an unparalleled insult to the Ming Cult.

Wouldn't the dignified Ming Cult become a cuckolded cult from now on?

Zhou Dian hadn't considered this possibility and cursed, "Bullshit! Our leader and his wife have been missing for thirty years, why would we tell you, you bald monk!"

If Yuanzhen had chosen not to answer his question at this moment, he could have easily sent the seven masters of the Ming Cult to their deaths.

However, when a person painstakingly devises a brilliant plan and succeeds, he is overjoyed and always hopes that someone will know about it. If the person who fell for the plan can understand the whole story, then it will be even more wonderful.

Yuanzhen had hated the Ming Cult for decades and was determined to destroy it. He even colluded with the Mongols for this purpose. Today, he defeated seven masters in one fell swoop. He was extremely proud and laughed loudly: "Go ahead and curse. You have all been hit by my Illusionary Yin Finger. Apart from the Nine Yang Divine Skill of Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei, as well as the One Yang Finger of the Dali Duan family, there is no way to save you. Within three days, you will all go to the Western Paradise."

I then buried the gunpowder on Sacred Flame Peak, and with a deafening boom, the once invincible Demonic Cult was reduced to ashes and annihilated. As the saying goes: "The Shaolin monks alone destroyed the Ming Cult, and the seven demons of Bright Peak returned to the Western Paradise, ha ha…"

A wave of despair washed over the crowd. They had devoted themselves to protecting the sect, only to have it all vanish in an instant. Yang Xiao said bitterly, "I, Yang Xiao, am truly filled with regret. If it weren't for the internal strife within our Ming Cult, we wouldn't have been caught off guard and betrayed by you, you despicable villain! But Master Kongjian's reputation for benevolence and chivalry is known throughout the world. How dare someone of your character become his disciple? What is there to be proud of?"

At this point, I felt a chill run through my body, my legs went weak, and I collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted.

"Virtue?" Yuanzhen laughed loudly, his voice shrill: "Are you not convinced? In the martial arts world, people discuss the level of martial arts and life and death. Yun Changkong expelled the Tianying Sect and killed your Right Envoy Fan Yao. You so-called Ming Cult masters are like dogs in front of him. You don't even dare to avenge your fellow disciples. Is it because his virtue is comparable to Confucius and Mencius that you feel ashamed?"
Haha, it's just that you bunch of devils are outmatched and choosing to protect yourselves. How much virtue do you even have?

Upon hearing this, the members of the Ming Cult were filled with even greater anger and rage.

Yun Changkong still had the advantage of being far inferior in martial arts, but Yuan Zhen the bald thief's martial arts might not be much stronger than theirs. All this was due to their own internal strife. This feeling of pain and regret was truly indescribable.

Everyone has given up the desire to become a cult leader.

It was only then that they realized that even without a master like Yun Changkong, others could easily destroy their sect.

As the saying goes, trouble often arises from within!
Yang Xiao coldly said, "Although Yun Changkong has a deep-seated hatred for my Ming Cult, he is an upright person who is always willing to help others. Everyone talked about his meeting at the Yellow Crane Tower, saying that he has a chivalrous spirit and is also a peerless martial artist. You are so great, why don't you have a match with him?"

Yuanzhen laughed heartily and said, "I've known about Yun Changkong for a long time. Although his martial arts are high, it's a pity he's not destined for great things."
How much of our plans with the Mongolian princess have been wasted! If he had joined forces with the righteous sects in front of the Yellow Crane Tower back then and killed all of you demons, how wonderful that would have been.

But this kid has this righteous and awe-inspiring look on his face, insisting on keeping you alive to fight against the Yuan!

Heh, he himself is enjoying a peaceful life, having a passionate affair with that Mongolian princess, and they're entangled in a complicated relationship!
This is something Yuan wants to resist, and it's something the beauty wants too.

Sigh, I know I can't use this kid; I'll have to go through all this trouble myself! Haha!

Cheng Kun's move was his proudest achievement, and he could hardly contain his excitement. As the saying goes, "His words seemed to express regret, but his heart was filled with joy."

Zhou Dian angrily cursed, "Even if Yun Changkong is lecherous in a subtle way, he's still better than you, you bald thief who brings shame to your sect!"

"Disgrace your sect?" Yuanzhen's expression turned cold: "I'm capable of anything to destroy your Ming Cult! I've been dreaming of this day for forty years, hahaha..."

Only then did the members of the Ming Cult realize that this thieving bald man had been plotting against their sect all along!

Zhou Dian turned his head and said, "Yang Xiao, I, Zhou Dian, deserve to die. I'm sorry to you. Although I don't like you, it's better for you to become the leader than for the sect to fall apart and be completely wiped out without a leader!"

Yang Xiao sighed, "Actually, we were all wrong. We made a mess of things by fighting for the position of sect leader. How can we face the previous Mingzun sect leaders in the afterlife!"

Yuanzhen laughed loudly, "You're only regretting it now? Too late!"

Suddenly, a soft laugh came from above. Below were some of the most extraordinary people in the world, but none of them knew that someone was on the beam. Upon hearing this laugh, they were all shocked.

Yuanzhen looked up and blurted out, "Who?"

On the roof beam above, a man in a black robe with wide sleeves was seen, his right leg dangling down and his left foot resting on the beam, half-lying and half-sitting. There was a plate of fruit on the beam, and he was holding a wine pot in his hand, drinking deeply.

"Master Yun!"

"Clouds Over the Sky!"

Everyone was both surprised and delighted.

How could Yuanzhen not be horrified?
When Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing returned to the temple and spoke of Yun Changkong, they simply said, "All rivers flow into the sea!"

The three of them dared to join forces to challenge Zhang Sanfeng, but they didn't dare to make a move against Yun Changkong, because their martial arts skills were powerless against him.

He got this information out of Kong Zhi.

Moreover, Ah Er and Ah San also mentioned that Yun Changkong's vital point was hit by a Vajra Prajna Palm and a Vajra Finger, and he appeared unharmed. This was four years ago.

What about now?
Yuanzhen knew that even though his martial arts skills were superior to Kongzhi, A'er, and A'san, they were still extremely limited, and he was no match for Yun Changkong. His only option was to flee.

But if we flee immediately without fighting, saving face is a small matter; wouldn't we lose this great opportunity?
This is a once-in-a-century opportunity!

This left Yuanzhen momentarily stunned.

The members of the Ming Cult knew that once Yun Changkong arrived, there was probably no one else in the world who could kill someone in front of him except Zhang Sanfeng.

Yun Changkong didn't even glance at Yuanzhen. He took down his wine gourd and slowly said, "You're not going to fight for the position of sect leader anymore?"

The Ming Cult members were ashen-faced, their throats dry, unable to utter a single word, and for a moment they were completely silent.

Because everyone understood.

Yun Changkong had arrived long ago, but he had been watching them, waiting for them to face a dead end and repent for their past mistakes before he spoke.

"Great Hero Yun!" Peng Yingyu clasped her hands together in a trembling gesture, her voice shaking, "If you are so inclined, we are willing to recommend you as our leader!"

"Yes, Master Yun, I'll accept you as our leader!" No wonder followed suit.

Yun Changkong sighed, "Fame and fortune are harmful, like honey mixed with poison, making people unaware until death. How many heroes and great men could not see through it, and in the end they ended up in a pitiful, tragic and lamentable state!"

Yun Changkong knew the character of the Ming Cult members well. If they weren't put in dire straits and their fates were not in their own hands, they would all be incredibly arrogant and unwilling to submit to anyone. How could they be united as one?

Therefore, he followed Cheng Kun all the way, knowing that he was about to launch a sneak attack, but did not stop him, and just ate melons and watched the show from the beam.

The Ming Cult members naturally understood Yun Changkong's intentions and nodded in unison, now filled with deep regret.

If it weren't for the internal strife, even if Yuanzhen had sneaked up, he wouldn't have been able to defeat the seven masters.

Yun Changkong's gaze shifted and landed on Yuanzhen: "Fortunately, it's better late than never. Just right. Chengkun, what do you think?"

Although the words were spoken softly, everyone was shocked.

"Cheng Kun?"
"Are you Cheng Kun, Xie Xun's master, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand?"

While Yang Xiao and the others were shocked, what reached someone's ears was like a thunderbolt, almost making him explode.

Cheng Kun's old eyes flashed with fear when his identity was exposed. "Ha!" He tried to compose himself and said, "As expected, girls are more outgoing. The princess even told you this, completely disregarding the thoughts of her father and brothers!"

Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "I've known about your background for a long time. It has nothing to do with the Princess. I didn't expose you four years ago because there were many experts around, and I wasn't confident I could kill you. But today is different. What are your thoughts?"

Cheng Kun smiled wryly and said, "I don't have any feelings, I just want to escape."

Yun Changkong said with a half-smile, "Do you understand the principle of 'better to release heroes than to tolerate villains'? Since you're still wearing Buddhist robes, I'll give Shaolin Temple some face and commit suicide now!"

He spoke casually, yet his phoenix eyes gleamed.
Cheng Kun felt as if someone had poured a basin of ice water directly onto his feet, chilling him to the bone!
Just moments ago he was hot-blooded and full of pride, but now he felt as if he had been struck by the "Phantom Finger".

As for Yang Xiao and the others, just by looking at Chang Kong's gaze, they felt that their bodies were also illuminated by his gaze, becoming clear and pure, and they were all terrified!
Knowing that Yun Changkong's skill was far beyond what it used to be!

Cheng Kun laughed and said, "How dare I speak nonsense in front of you, sir?"

Yun Changkong stared at him: "Are you planning to make me come down here and beat you so badly that even Madam Yang wouldn't recognize me?"

Cheng Kun's face turned ashen. He hadn't expected to be outmaneuvered; in the end, he too was the "mantis," and his only option was to fight to the death. He took a slow breath, channeled his inner energy, and suddenly spun around.

With a bang, Zhou Dian was kicked into the air, while Yun Changkong, carrying a wine pot, gracefully landed. With a casual wave of his hand, Zhou Dian had already flown onto a chair.

Cheng Kun knew that Yun Changkong's martial arts were superb, and his lightness skill was even more amazing, so he kicked Zhou Dian out, his feet moving like a spring, soaring through the air and flying towards the window.

In an instant, he was at the window when he suddenly heard a whoosh and a burst of hot air rushed in from the left. He glanced sideways and saw a large cloth bag hurtling towards him.

Everyone who saw it was astonished.

Cheng Kun was focused on escaping and had no idea what was in the bag. He was skilled in martial arts and quick-witted, and pointed at the bag with a single finger.

A muffled groan came from the bag, and it immediately went limp. At the same time, a gentle breeze rustled behind it.

With a thud, Cheng Kun felt a chill run down his spine. He was greatly shocked and furious, thinking to himself, "Yun Changkong has lived up to his reputation; he actually resorted to sneak attacks."

When he roamed the martial arts world under the name Cheng Kun, he earned the title of "Hun Yuan Thunderbolt Hand". Later, by chance, he entered the Shaolin Temple, which made him even more powerful. His internal strength and martial arts skills were unmatched in the world.

At this moment, under the attack of two masters, he felt a chill penetrate his lungs, but he remained calm and unhurried, and pointed a finger back.

With a soft "thud," the needle struck the person.

Cheng Kun was also dizzy and fell to the ground with a pained expression. He was breathing heavily and turned around to stare, but then he was stunned.

(End of this chapter)