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

Chapter 146 Stay Together

Abbess Miejue, whose face was originally cold and stern, revealing no emotion whatsoever, with eyes that exuded a chilling aura, now gleamed with a sharp light upon seeing the dark, massive sword before her, and exclaimed, "Is this the Dragon-Slaying Sword?"

Yun Changkong said, "Whether it is the Dragon-Slaying Saber or not, Master can tell for herself."

As she spoke, Abbess Miejue reached out and touched the back of the Dragon-Slaying Saber, about seven inches from the hilt. She pressed it against the back, and with a clang, a dazzling light appeared. She was now holding a long sword, its blade as smooth as an autumn lake.

What caught their eyes was the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Abbess Miejue looked at Yun Changkong: "How did this Dragon-Slaying Saber end up with you?" Her gaze then swept over Zhou Zhiruo.

At this moment, Xiao Zhao slowly walked in, carrying several bowls of tea.

Abbess Miejue had seen Xiao Zhao at Bright Peak and was secretly surprised that such a good woman was actually a maid.

Zhao Min seemed to see through Abbess Miejue's thoughts and immediately said, "This Miss Xiao Zhao is our confidante; no one dares to treat her like a maid."

"Thump!" Zhou Zhiruo knelt on the ground and said, "Master, your disciple is unfilial. Please grant your disciple permission to become a nun."

Abbess Miejue raised her eyebrows and saw that although her disciple was beautiful and refined, she had lost a lot of weight compared to when they parted ways half a year ago, which clearly indicated that she had had a very difficult time.

Abbess Miejue felt a pang of sadness and suddenly stood up to help her up. However, seeing Zhao Min's furrowed brows, as if she was angry with her, she immediately turned her gaze to Yun Changkong.

Yun Changkong picked up the tea, took a small sip, and seemed completely unconcerned.

Abbess Miejue immediately reached out her left hand to grasp Zhou Zhiruo's hand, and with her right hand rolled up her sleeve. She saw a bright red dot on her snow-white arm, delicate and beautiful, which was the virginity mark she had personally applied.

Originally, the Emei Sect did not prohibit marriage. However, since its founder Guo Xiang, the most profound skills were only taught to virgins who remained chaste.

When each female disciple became a disciple, the master would place a red mark on her arm to mark her virginity. Every year on the birthday of Master Guo, Abbess Miejue would inspect it.

Abbess Miejue assumed that Zhou Zhiruo's desire to become a nun stemmed from her loss of virginity to a man. Coupled with Zhao Min's unusual expression, she suspected Yun Changkong had wronged her disciple. Seeing Zhou Zhiruo still a pure and innocent virgin, she further concluded that Zhou Zhiruo had been forced into this situation, which was why she was so disheartened. She said, "We'll discuss this later. Get up!"

They needed to pull Zhou Zhiruo up.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said, "If Master does not allow me to become a nun, then please execute me. I am unfilial, and..."

Yun Changkong suddenly interjected, "Master, don't you want to know why this Dragon-Slaying Saber is in my hands?"

Abbess Miejue said, "I also have doubts in my heart, please enlighten me."

Yun Changkong put down his teacup and said, "This was given to me by Master Zhang. He attaches great importance to the military strategy in the Dragon Slaying Saber so that the heroes who drive out the Tartars will shed less blood."

Even knowing that the Heaven Sword contains the Nine Yin Manual, even knowing that you harbor hatred for the Ming Cult and your adoptive father, I am still willing to give it to you to fulfill your request to Miss Zhou!

"He knows the Nine Yin Manual?" Abbess Miejue was taken aback upon hearing this, then remembered the last sentence, "entrustment!" She immediately turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo's slightly pale face, a surge of anger rising in her heart, and coldly asked, "Zhiruo, what entrustment?"

Zhou Zhiruo trembled slightly, her lips shaking.

Yun Changkong sighed softly, "Master, do you think Xie Xun is a fool? Do you think he wouldn't guess your intentions just because Miss Zhou is with Leader Zhang? As for the Nine Yin Manual, I was the one who told him about it!"

Abbess Miejue snorted coldly upon hearing this. Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful yet wounded face, tears streaming down her cheeks, she felt a pang of sorrow in her heart. She pulled Zhou Zhiruo up and said, "Now that you have swords in your hands, whatever you want to do, your master will support you!"

She felt that as long as it wasn't her own apprentice who betrayed her, then it was fine.

Zhou Zhiruo was incredibly clever; she knew that Yun Changkong's words were tantamount to saving her life. If she had told Zhang Wuji what her master had entrusted to her, her master would never have forgiven her as a traitor.

Because the things my master instructed me to do were contrary to the code of chivalry, it was not only the fate of my own life, but also the honor and disgrace of the Emei lineage.

Abbess Miejue glanced at Yun Changkong and said, "So you're here to persuade Zhang Wuji? Does that mean if I don't agree to your demands, I can't take the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber?"

Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "Abbess Miejue is chivalrous, upright, and cares about the world. She acts with her own considerations, so why would she need me to be her advocate? Please leave!"

Seeing his respectful and courteous manner, Abbess Miejue felt a flush rise in her face and said, "Don't praise this old nun. In truth, it is your ability at such a young age to distinguish between loyalty and treachery, good and evil, and not be tempted by power and fame, that is truly commendable! This old nun is far from it." As she spoke, she held a sword in one hand and a knife in the other, and said, "Zhiruo, let's go!"

"Wait!" Yun Changkong called out.

Abbess Miejue immediately stopped and asked, "How is it?"

Yun Changkong said calmly, "Master, you may do as you please, but please let Miss Zhou stay!"

Abbess Miejue was startled upon hearing this.

Zhou Zhiruo turned deathly pale.

Abbess Miejue turned around and asked, "Why?"

Yun Changkong said, "I intend to live in seclusion on Peach Blossom Island, but being surrounded by beauties makes it difficult to calm my mind. I fear that I might become so engrossed in their beauty that I would neglect my cultivation. Therefore, I wish to have your disciple stay and teach me Buddhist teachings for five years to aid my practice!"

Upon hearing this, Abbess Miejue's face turned ashen, and her hands, gripping the Heaven-Slaying Sword and Dragon-Slaying Saber, trembled uncontrollably. She thought of how he had refused her offer to marry Zhou Zhiruo to him, and now he was accompanied by two beauties, yet he still spoke of his heart being in Nanning and asking his disciple to help him cultivate. Especially since this was the person who was to inherit her mantle, her anger surged.

Zhou Zhiruo angrily retorted, "You arrogant and conceited bastard! I would rather die than endure such humiliation!"

Abbess Miejue had always known that her disciple was dignified and elegant, so it was quite unexpected to hear her suddenly start cursing.

He glanced at Zhou Zhiruo and saw that her pretty face was slightly flushed and her eyes were full of hatred. He frowned and snorted, "What exactly happened? Did he bully you?"

She was puzzled, feeling that this was extremely unusual. Why would someone want to become a nun and preach Buddhism?
Zhou Zhiruo said, "Master, I am truly exhausted from dealing with all these grudges, love affairs, and conspiracies."

Every night when I close my eyes, I see my master's nurturing grace and earnest admonitions, as well as the kindness of Yun Changkong and Zhang Wuji. I can't forget or let go of any of them.

Master, I've told Zhang Wuji all the sect's secrets you told me. Master, just kill me with one blow!

Although Zhou Zhiruo revealed the truth, neither Yun Changkong nor Zhao Min could decide whether to believe her.

Abbess Miejue's face was ashen. Seeing her disciple's eyes filled with tears, silently weeping, her eyes filled with immense pain, she remained silent, but her brows were tightly furrowed, and the atmosphere became gloomy and oppressive.

Although Abbess Miejue's suggestion that Zhou Zhiruo use her beauty to seduce Zhang Wuji was a temporary measure, it ultimately ruined her reputation. Moreover, since Abbess Miejue was both a teacher and a mother to Zhou Zhiruo, it severely damaged their teacher-student relationship. Even if it remained unknown to outsiders, she would have no face to live in the world afterward.

She was the head of the Emei sect, and she resorted to this desperate measure for the sake of the sect's future and her own lifelong wish, but she never expected that her disciple would tell others.

It's said that young people's lust is raging, their passion burning like fire. Like Ji Xiaofu, they might commit some shameful act, thus sinking into depravity and disregarding shame. But what she just saw with her own eyes was that the mark of virginity was still there.

Abbess Miejue was somewhat confused, but seeing the sincerity in her disciple's words, and knowing that Yun Changkong had deliberately interrupted and was clearly trying to protect her, she truly couldn't understand the grudge between them.

He could only say gently, "Alright, now that this matter has been done, it was all because Master forced us to do it. Now that the task is accomplished, if I kill you, Master will ruin his reputation. Why bother?"

Anyway, from now on, the martial arts world will no longer have Abbess Miejue as the Emei Sect Leader. Zhiruo, as long as you remember your master's instructions, that's enough.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo hugged her master's legs and cried, "Master, I have been orphaned since childhood and have been raised by you. If I disobey your wishes, you may beat me or scold me. Please do not let me become disillusioned with the world."

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo was crying so earnestly, the group was filled with mixed feelings and could not reach a consensus.

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Since the nun says so, why not pass the position of sect leader to one of the other capable disciples? We can't possibly have no one else in the vast Emei Sect besides Miss Zhou, can we? We can all focus on cultivation and forget about worldly affairs, wouldn't that be better?"

Abbess Miejue coldly replied, "Thank you for your trouble. As long as I have breath in my mouth and a sword in my hand, I will never forget the hatred for the Demonic Sect."

The absence of the Emei Sect Leader does not mean the absence of Abbess Miejue. My Dharma name is a testament to my commitment to the annihilation of the demonic sect!

Although she was a woman, she hated evil as if it were her enemy. Moreover, the deaths of her own brother and her lover from her youth were both related to the Demonic Sect, so she hated the Demonic Sect to the core. Even though Zhang Wuji, whom she saw with her own eyes, was a kind and benevolent person, she regarded him as harboring evil intentions.

Yun Changkong and the others understood the implication in Abbess Miejue's words: after she stopped being the leader of Emei Sect, she would seek revenge against the Demonic Sect.

Yun Changkong said, "Alright, Master, do whatever you want to do, but your disciple cannot leave Peach Blossom Island."

Peach Blossom Island was deliberately designed inside and out. Layers of barriers were created according to the principles of the Five Elements, with winding paths, allowing only specific individuals or those with maps hidden within swords and sabers to freely enter and exit. Therefore, he wasn't worried that Abbess Miejue would be able to escape if he didn't allow her to take Zhou Zhiruo away.

Abbess Miejue raised her eyebrows, her eyes cold as lightning. She swept her gaze across Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao and said coldly, "I didn't blame you for refusing the marriage that day, but you're not satisfied with having these two beautiful women by your side. You want to keep my disciple here too. What do you take my Emei Sect for?"

Hearing her say that, Xiao Zhao felt a pang of sadness. Of course, there were two women, but not her.

Yun Changkong sighed, “Abbess Miejue, I spared your disciple not for lust.”

I also admit that Miss Zhou is very beautiful. She is the kind of girl who evokes a protective instinct in people the moment they see her, making them want to take care of her and cherish her.

Master Zhang was like that back then, and so are you, Abbess.

She became your student and received your guidance. She appears delicate on the outside, but she seems strong on the inside. Little do people know that this is all just a facade.

Deep down, she still longed to be cared for and loved, remaining as vulnerable as ever. Because she suffered much doubt, even insults and slander within the Emei Sect, she yearned for independence.

To be independent, one needs exceptional martial arts skills and sufficient power. It would be very difficult for a woman to achieve these things. Even though it was so difficult, she was ostracized by her fellow disciples, yet she still persisted in her ninja way. That's why I admire her.

It's a pity, Abbess. You wanted her to use her beauty to seduce Zhang Wuji, but love is a fickle thing! You've been a nun for many years, yet you haven't achieved complete detachment from worldly desires or emotions. Miss Zhou is in the prime of her youth, and she's with Zhang Wuji, a man who willingly lets himself be deceived. How difficult is it to expect her not to develop real feelings for him?

She was deeply in love but could not marry him; you must understand the unspeakable pain she felt better than I do.

You were once a renowned beauty in the martial arts world, not much older than the Purple-Robed Dragon King of the Ming Cult. But what about you now? I believe you are at least thirty years older than her.

A teacher's role is to impart knowledge, instruct in skills, and resolve doubts; a father's role is like heaven, providing for her and ensuring her livelihood is important, but giving her the freedom to choose, freeing her from the constraints of responsibility and obligation, is also what a teacher and father should do.

His words were poignant and heartfelt, yet also deeply moving, and Abbess Miejue felt a pang of sorrow in her heart. She seemed to be transported back to her own youth, a time of quiet solitude and budding romance, and she lowered her head in silence, though the swords in her hands trembled slightly, revealing the intense turmoil within her.

Abbess Miejue was once young, and once had long, flowing hair.

But on that day, at the Golden Summit of Mount Emei, he watched Gu Hongzi proudly depart to fight Yang Xiao, but he wouldn't let him follow.

She could only endure endless longing atop that peak, only to be separated by death in the end.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo felt a bittersweet mix of emotions, her eyes brimming with tears. Although Yun Changkong had captured her without asking any questions, exposing her shameful secret to Zhang Wuji, she was still deeply resentful. Yet, she could not sever her feelings for Yun Changkong.

As the saying goes, it's better to be understood by one person than loved by a thousand.

Yun Changkong's understanding is fatal to any woman.

In addition, he is not ugly and his martial arts skills are not bad. What woman wouldn't love him?
But Yun Changkong was, after all, a married man, so Zhou Zhiruo's state of mind was far from simple.

Xiao Zhao felt even worse. Zhou Zhiruo could at least find someone to hate and vent her anger on, but she herself was a person with no home to return to, and would never find a home except for feeling lost and confused.

And they don't even know who to hate!
She felt that Zhou Zhiruo was much better than herself.

After a long while, Abbess Miejue raised her head and slowly said, "I know that what I forced Zhiruo to do is unworthy of being a teacher, so I knelt down before her."

I know everyone has their own aspirations, and we can't force them, but we are members of the Emei Sect, and we learn the martial arts of the Emei Sect. We must obey Master Guo's last wish." Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "I think you've misunderstood Master Guo's last wish."

Abbess Miejue waved her hand and said, "Whether it is right or wrong, it is not up to others to judge. I know that Zhiruo once had feelings for you. If you were not married, it would not be impossible to leave her here. But now, it is absolutely impossible."

Abbess Miejue sighed heavily again and said, "Once I'm dead, you can do whatever you want with me."

For Abbess Miejue, who was always known for her unyielding nature, to say this now was already an act of weakness and compassion.

Yun Changkong said gently, "Master, why are you doing this? Everyone keeps talking about the martial world."

What is the martial arts world really like? Probably no one can say for sure, but the martial arts world of any era is filled with desire.

People in the martial arts world often talk about seeking revenge and vengeance, but in reality, it's just a matter of the strong taking advantage of the weak. You can only feel this way because you're stronger than them!
If your opponent is stronger than you, how can you feel satisfied? Where is the satisfaction? Therefore, no one can truly find satisfaction in revenge; there is only the strong bullying the weak.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min clapped her hands in agreement, saying, "That's right! What kind of righteous indignation and revenge is there in this world? It's just a delusion. I even wanted to wipe out the entire martial arts world, but I was still held back by my emotions and couldn't carry it out!"

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "Minmin, tell Master why I want to retire from the martial world."

Zhao Min said, "It's just that matters in the martial world are inherently difficult to distinguish right from wrong. Everyone has their own version of the truth. If my husband intervenes and helps one side, he will inevitably offend the other. If he doesn't intervene, some people will say that you are not chivalrous and have wasted your divine skills."

Xiao Zhao continued, "Furthermore, in this time of great chaos, helping the righteous to destroy the demons would consume the power of the anti-Yuan forces. Helping the demons to destroy the righteous goes against the code of chivalry, which is why you, young master, are even more unwilling."

Yun Changkong nodded and said, "They're right. The martial world is inherently exciting, and everyone should just have a good time and do it!"

But when it comes to the rise and fall of a nation, it makes people hesitant and lose interest.

My family has a grudge against the Sky Eagle Sect. I wanted to take revenge. Some people said that the Sky Eagle Sect is an anti-Yuan force. I only cared about personal revenge and ignored the greater good. I have no chivalrous spirit!
But if one doesn't seek revenge, then one is unworthy of being a human being if one doesn't avenge a grudge, and what's the point of learning martial arts!
In short, everyone is criticizing me. Although I say I don't care what others think, I'm afraid that if I'm too ruthless and kill too many members of the Demonic Sect, the rebellion against the Yuan Dynasty will fail.

This is a huge problem, so ignoring it is troublesome, and taking action is also troublesome. Just thinking about it gives me a headache, which is why I want to find some peace and quiet with my beautiful wife and children.”

Yun Changkong had only told Zhao Min about his feelings; this was the first time he had told an outsider.

Abbess Miejue sighed, "It's inevitable that people are envious and eager for your achievements."

Yun Changkong said, "Actually, I can understand this. In this life, whether you are in the imperial court or in the martial world, if you want to establish yourself, no matter how capable you are, you will be bound by human relationships, circumstances, morality, and bottom lines. No one can break free from them!"

Because some people have low moral standards, but there are still some who do!

It's simply because no one can truly be heartless and indifferent to the life or death of anyone!

So even the so-called "number one in the world," or an emperor with immense power, cannot do as they please. On the contrary, they are often forced to compromise and submit. Why?
Because so many people coveted his position, all waiting for him to make a mistake so they could take his place. This is why Zhang Sanfeng refused to fight when the three great Shaolin monks challenged him.

Because he knew that he had won, and it was only right and proper.

You've been the best in the world for decades, and you still can't harm the three great monks.

The entire martial arts world is waiting for you, Wudang Sect, to turn against the entire martial arts community in order to protect a murderous maniac. Once you start killing, those people will stop at nothing to dismember you.

When Xiao Feng, the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, fought a bloody battle at Juxian Manor, only a few people and a few masters went there, and the blood flowed like a river. Who backed down? With his abilities, he would have died there if his father hadn't saved him, let alone Wudang Mountain, which is the entire martial arts world!
But if he loses, how few people will try to take advantage of his weakness and kill him? Do you believe that there are far more people who dislike Zhang Sanfeng than those who respect him?

He's been a legend in the martial arts world for decades! Zhang Sanfeng saw this more clearly than anyone else.

It's much better for him not to intervene than for him to intervene!

Upon hearing this, Abbess Miejue remained silent, her heart filled with alternating joy and sorrow, her expression shifting rapidly.

Yun Changkong couldn't help but sigh and said, "I just asked you why Shaolin and Wudang have been able to get to where they are today, and you said it was because of their martial arts."

I didn't want to say anything more, but considering that I was on the verge of going astray in the past, and the nun was willing to help me with the Nine Yin Manual, I'll give you a little more advice.

Having high martial arts skills is actually just the most basic requirement.

Shaolin Temple has the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) and seventy-two unique skills, but how many people throughout history have actually mastered them?
Throughout the centuries of martial arts history, countless extraordinary individuals have emerged, with those whose martial arts skills surpass those of the abbots of Shaolin Temple being as numerous as carp crossing a river.

Back then, the Quanzhen Sect was known as the orthodox school of martial arts, with three thousand temples and eighty thousand disciples. What a powerful force they were! However, their names and the power they established have long been forgotten by the martial arts world.

why?
Because Shaolin Temple has always adhered to the principle of helping others when successful and cultivating one's own virtue when unsuccessful.

Of course, to put it bluntly, when they were powerful, they considered themselves the boss of the martial arts world and the supreme ruler of the martial arts community, quelling conflicts and mediating battles. But once their talents dwindled and they fell into decline, they immediately closed their gates and stopped caring about anything.

That's why they have been able to stand tall in the world for nearly a thousand years.

If they only thought about being the best in martial arts and acted recklessly, they would have been wiped out long ago.

The Wudang Sect is the same. Zhang Sanfeng has been famous for over sixty years and is invincible in his time, yet their sect has strict rules and upholds justice. They don't rely on martial arts to try and dominate the martial arts world or act unreasonably. Because doing so would offend many people. As long as Zhang Sanfeng is alive, Wudang might still exist.

But when they pass away one day, the accumulated hatred will naturally erupt, just like the martial arts world's siege of Bright Peak.

Moreover, even if Zhang Sanfeng were eliminated, Wudang Mountain's strength would be inferior to that of the Ming Cult. Destroying this sect would be extremely simple.

Besides, you think the Nine Yin Manual is very powerful, and that if your Emei Sect obtains it, you can overwhelm Shaolin and Wudang. But can you actually master it?
Even if one could master it, would it still be the direct lineage of the Emei Sect's martial arts? Would it still allow the Emei Sect to become the dominant sect over Shaolin and Wudang?
If Master Guo were someone who stole other people's martial arts techniques without giving them a name, there probably wouldn't be "Emei Nine Yang Skill," right? Why didn't she give it a different name?
The Nine Yin Manual was once in the possession of Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen School. The reason why he did not pass it on to the Quanzhen School was that the martial arts he passed down were already the best in the martial arts world. However, his descendants were not talented enough and could not master even one skill despite their lifelong dedication to it.

Giving them the Nine Yin Manual, while perhaps understandable given the risk of them overdoing it, could actually create endless trouble for the sect!
Look at that, Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, went to great lengths to obtain it, and what was the result?
He suffered the early death of his wife and the defection of his disciple, but the manual did not improve his martial arts much. He was still the master of Peach Blossom Island, the most powerful martial artist in the world. Do you think he regretted taking his wife to deceive Zhou Botong?

Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, was even more miserable. He was a good leader in White Camel Mountain, but his son sent a message by carrier pigeon, informing him that the Nine Yin Manual had appeared in the world. So he rushed to the Central Plains. As a result, his son died far from home, and he went crazy for more than ten years, neither human nor ghost. He didn't even know who he was. How tragic!
Emperor Duan of the South diligently practiced the Nine Yin Manual, neglecting his wives and concubines, and in the end, he was cuckolded.

Hong Qigong, the Beggar from the North, had no desire for the Nine Yin Manual. However, he was caught in the vortex and ended up suffering from snake venom, his meridians were shattered, and he lost all his martial arts skills. He was forced to hide in a mountain cave by a group of bandits and had to be saved by others.

Master, how do you compare to them? Are you more skilled in martial arts, or more powerful?

This is a lesson from the past!
This martial arts manual is certainly valuable, but sometimes the painstaking effort involved might turn out to be a disaster rather than a blessing!

Upon hearing his words, Zhao Min's eyes lit up, and Xiao Zhao couldn't help but show her admiration.

Zhou Zhiruo's heart was pounding, fearing that her master would be moved by him.

Abbess Miejue remained calm. After he finished speaking, she put her palms together in a gesture of respect and said, "I have cultivated myself for many years in vain. My six senses are not yet purified and my seven emotions have not been severed. I am not as insightful as you, a mere junior."

Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "Master, you are exaggerating. We are all just ordinary people. Even though I cultivate Shaolin skills, I cannot overcome the barrier of emotions. I am far from it. How can I talk about being enlightened?"

Abbess Miejue's eyes gleamed with a sharp light as she coldly said, "You are knowledgeable and well-versed in the history of the martial arts world. I admire you greatly. But what kind of person am I, Abbess Miejue?"

"There are some things I've thought about my whole life. How can I let them go just because of a few words from you? Zhiruo is my prized successor; I must take her with me!"

Before Yun Changkong could speak, Zhao Min sneered, "Abbess Miejue, you are so unreasonable, then let me tell you why I kept your disciple. It's because you underestimated your disciple. Your actions have made your disciple resentful, resentful of Zhang Wuji, my husband, me, and perhaps everyone in this world."

"If you take her away and she learns the Nine Yin Manual and takes control of the Emei Sect, she will surely seek revenge and run rampant, causing countless deaths. As her master, how can you face your Emei founder?"

Seeing that Abbess Miejue was unyielding, she not only accused Zhou Zhiruo of harboring ambitions, but also said that Abbess Miejue's behavior was improper and that she was unworthy to be a teacher, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Abbess Miejue felt as if several knives had pierced her heart. Her whole body trembled violently, and her face turned ashen. Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were already filled with tears, she suddenly shouted, "Who are you? This is a matter of Emei. Do you have the right to speak?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min was about to speak when Xiao Zhao seized the opportunity. She was also seething with anger and shouted, "Abbess Miejue, who are you? Even if you are the best in the world in martial arts, you are still just a heartless and ruthless devil!"

Zhao Min is Yun Changkong's wife. Abbess Miejue could tolerate being insulted, but how could Xiao Zhao, this "lover" without any official status, dare to insult her? (Note: This is Abbess Miejue's own opinion).

He was so enraged he was practically spitting fire, his blood boiling with fury. He roared, "How dare you spout such nonsense in front of me! I'll kill you!"

She planted the swords and knives into the ground with both hands, raised her left palm as if to strike down, and moved like a ghost, leaving Xiao Zhao no time to dodge.

Yun Changkong snorted coldly, but at the critical moment, a white jade palm reached out from the side. Abbess Miejue felt a sharp palm force rushing towards her, and immediately protected herself. She slightly flipped her palm, and the two palms collided.

With a bang, Abbess Miejue felt an overwhelming palm force rushing towards her, causing her to stagger back three steps. Her blood surged, and a mouthful of blood welled up, but she was strong-willed and swallowed it down.

Zhou Zhiruo was startled and reached out to help him, quickly asking, "Master, are you alright?"

Abbess Miejue shook her head.

To be honest, Abbess Miejue knew that Xiao Zhao was Yun Changkong's "lover" and only wanted to slap her to teach her a lesson. Besides, since she was older and had the advantage over a younger person, she naturally didn't use her full strength.

However, her attack on Xiao Zhao drew strong disapproval from others, and the blow was quite severe.

Because Xiao Zhao now has a stunningly beautiful woman by her side.
When Abbess Miejue saw her dressed as a woman in white, with snow-white skin, almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks, as white as solidified cream, and a faint glow emanating from her body, she was indescribably beautiful.

Such a beautiful woman was someone Abbess Miejue had never seen before. She appeared here like a ghost at some unknown time, and said with a mixture of surprise and bitterness, "And who is this lady? Forgive this old nun for her poor eyesight."

At this moment, her dantian felt as if it were being pricked with needles, indicating that she had suffered internal injuries, and she was extremely surprised.

Abbess Miejue knew she had never seen the person before, but felt that the other party's internal energy was very familiar, so she was very puzzled.

Yun Changkong, Zhao Min, and Zhou Zhiruo were all somewhat stunned.

Who else could it be but the Purple-Robed Dragon King!

It was simply that she was wearing white today, which made her even more beautiful and mesmerizing to the men.

The Purple-Robed Dragon King gazed at Abbess Miejue with eyes as clear as autumn water, and said with a faint smile, "The Emei Sect's heroine Guo Xiang was once renowned throughout the world, but it turns out that when it was passed down to her disciples and grand-disciples, all she did was bully the younger generation. What good is the Nine Yin Manual to you!"

Her voice, which had been as clear and bright as a nightingale's, became low and hoarse.

Abbess Miejue was momentarily dazed. Her initial suspicion of five or six points had now surged to ten. Suddenly, her drooping eyebrows drooped even lower as she shouted, "So it's you, Granny Golden Flower!"

The Purple-Robed Dragon King sneered, "You guessed right!"

Abbess Miejue slowly said, "I had my suspicions back then. Although your internal strength is extremely profound, your physical strength is robust, just like that of a young man. You are definitely not like a decrepit old woman. The reason for this is hard for me to understand. Hehe, I didn't expect you to have disguised yourself. So this is your true face?"

Zhao Min chuckled and said, "Master, you'd never guess her true identity, no matter how hard you try. She's the infamous Purple-Robed Dragon King. Are you still going to exorcise her?"

"The Purple-Robed Dragon King?" Abbess Miejue was slightly shocked and blurted out, "You are the Purple-Robed Dragon King, the protector of the Demonic Sect?"

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, her face changed drastically, and she exclaimed, "You, you are the Purple-Robed Dragon King, how can you be with..." She looked at Yun Changkong.

"Things have come to this..." Yun Changkong straightened up and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, this Purple-Robed Dragon King is also my wife. In truth, how long is human life? We should enjoy ourselves while we can. You have suffered your whole life for those illusory pursuits, and you even have to bring your disciple into this mess. What is the point of all that?"

Abbess Miejue immediately retorted angrily, "She is also your wife, and she is decades older than you!"

"So what?" Yun Changkong said nonchalantly, "What others seek is power and martial arts, but I, Yun Changkong, love women and have always dreamed of doing what others cannot. My wife, Lady Long, is a bit older than me, but she allows me to enjoy all the pleasures of the world, and that's what I like."

"Now that we've laid our cards on the table, and faced with a lecherous fiend like me, I have no choice but to let your disciple stay. I humbly request your permission, Master. If you are truly worried and wish to uphold justice for your disciple, then you may stay as well. We can all study martial arts together; I would be more than happy to oblige!"

(End of this chapter)