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

Chapter 147 Shame and Indignation
Upon hearing Yun Changkong's words, Abbess Miejue's face hardened. She fell silent and sat down in her chair, glaring at him.

She understood that Yun Changkong had previously asked Zhou Zhiruo to preach Buddhism, but now he was calling himself a lustful ghost, which clearly showed he didn't care about his reputation.

Clearly, the previous talk about Buddhism was just a nice way of putting it, which is enough to show that there is absolutely no room for maneuver in this matter: Zhou Zhiruo will never be let go.

A moment of silence fell over the hall.

"I'm already like this, why do you have to force me like this?" Zhou Zhiruo choked out the words, unable to contain her grief and indignation.

Yun Changkong stared at her without blinking and said calmly, "You've seen it all. Peach Blossom Island is full of beauties. Miss Zhou is as beautiful as a fairy. How can I let you go out to fight in the martial world?"

He spoke with such seriousness that anyone who didn't know better would think he was deeply in love with Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo trembled and said, "Master, please just kill me with one palm." Her voice was extremely pitiful and pleading.

Zhou Zhiruo's internal energy was sealed by Yun Changkong, and like any other woman, her body was searched clean. She couldn't even commit suicide.

Abbess Miejue turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo, whose eyes were filled with tears and who looked very pitiful. She sighed, "This old nun really doesn't understand why you insist on keeping my disciple here!"

Zhao Min pouted and snorted, "There must be a reason for doing this! It's just that my husband is considerate of your kindness to him and can't say it. I don't care, but I'm afraid the teacher might not be able to handle hearing it!" Her expression was charming and quite smug.

In the past, Zhao Min would have definitely told Abbess Miejue that her good disciple had used her own reputation to frame Yun Changkong and had all sorts of children, and that she would have made Abbess Miejue angry. But she had become much more restrained after Yun Changkong and kept quiet.

Abbess Miejue was filled with suspicion: "Are they deliberately toying with me, or do I not know Zhiruo well enough to be unaware of her actions?"

He took a deep breath, forcing back the sharp pain in his abdomen, and nodded, saying, "What is there between us that we can't say? Just don't let what we say today be told to outsiders." He glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, his voice suppressed but containing a hint of anger.

She was naturally angry that Zhou Zhiruo had told Zhang Wuji what she had said, especially since the others already knew about it.

They've completely disgraced the entire Emei sect!
If it were any other disciple, she would have killed them with a single blow long ago.

Yun Changkong glanced at Zhou Zhiruo. She was already beautiful and pure, but now her eyes were filled with shy anger and tears, like a willow swaying in the breeze, or Xi Shi clutching her heart.

Yun Changkong sighed inwardly, "Zhou Zhiruo, if there were an afterlife, and if I didn't know what kind of woman you were, perhaps I wouldn't have treated you so harshly. But this time, don't blame me!"

Yun Changkong insisted on keeping Zhou Zhiruo because he understood all too well the power of a woman using her chastity, which she valued as her life, as a bargaining chip.

Back then, the once mighty Beggars' Sect was ruined by a frail woman named Madam Ma. She used her body as bait, causing the sect leader Qiao Feng to lose his reputation, be expelled from the sect, besieged, and kill his lover with his own hands. His soul perished at Yanmen Pass. In the end, this was the root of the problem. As for her husband, the deputy sect leader, who died in the afterlife, and the law enforcement elder who became a subject of her affections and harmed his brothers.

Even an octogenarian retired elder was willing to be the knife in her hand just to taste her beauty.

As for Quan Guanqing, the powerful leader, needless to say.

In the words of the Beggars' Sect elders, the great Beggars' Sect was manipulated by a weak woman who knew no martial arts at all. If this were to spread, the dignified Beggars' Sect would be ridiculed for at least a hundred years!
How can my brothers still have the face to walk the world and call themselves chivalrous!

When Zhou Zhiruo told Zhang Wuji that she had bullied him and was pregnant with his child, Zhang Wuji remained skeptical because of his kindness, extraordinary skills, and great composure.

If it were any other reckless man, upon hearing that his lover had been bullied, wouldn't he fight desperately to avenge his lover?

Whether or not someone has been bullied cannot be verified at all!
Even the cinnabar mark won't work!

Does touching someone not count as bullying?
These things all come down to the woman's words, and many men have no choice but to believe her.

If you don't believe me, then you don't love me; this is an unsolvable problem.

Thinking back to the original plot, Zhou Zhiruo did exactly the same thing. First, she told Zhang Wuji that she had been bullied by Song Qingshu. Later, in front of all the heroes, Zhou Zhiruo said that she had become Song's wife and that she would introduce Song Qingshu to Zhang Wuji.

Song Qingshu was still smug, but even with Zhang Wuji's superb skills, it was like being struck by lightning, the world was spinning, and he almost died of anger.

He never expected Zhou Zhiruo to seek out someone who had bullied him.

If you know how terrible this is and still don't wake up, then you're brainless.

Yun Changkong knew all this, so no matter what Zhou Zhiruo said about becoming a nun, he remained unmoved!
He couldn't imagine what methods Zhou Zhiruo would use to take revenge, even if she didn't learn the Nine Yin Manual.

All you need to do is find someone in charge of troops like Han Lin'er, Zhu Yuanzhang, or Xu Shouhui, and tell them that if they kill Yun Changkong, they will submit to her. The destructive power will be absolutely immeasurable.

In fact, Yun Changkong felt that Zhou Zhiruo had the potential to become Kang Min. It's just that she has martial arts skills and wouldn't give herself away unless absolutely necessary. But if she didn't have martial arts skills, it wouldn't be impossible for her to use her body.

Faced with this situation, killing her directly would have been simpler. However, Yun Changkong also felt that he was partly at fault in Zhou Zhiruo's matter, so even though he was in pain, he had no choice but to keep her alive.

If five years cannot resolve her resentment and anger, then we will have no choice but to send her away. That would be the best we can do and save us from further trouble.

At this thought, Xiao Zhao's azure eyes fixed on him, unblinking. Yun Changkong had never been stared at like this before, and felt a chill run down his spine: "Why is this girl looking at me like that?"

Suddenly, Xiao Zhao spoke up: "Abbess Miejue, you got angry when I called you a heartless and ruthless devil, but was I wrong? You are actually a cold-blooded and cold-hearted old monster!"

Abbess Miejue's eyes blazed with fury. She was shaken by Granny Jin Hua's palm strike, causing her internal energy to fluctuate. She felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and was unable to gather her internal energy for a moment. She was helpless.

Looking at Xiao Zhao standing next to the Purple-Robed Dragon King, they seemed to be sisters, and the two even looked six or seven parts alike. However, knowing the Purple-Robed Dragon King's approximate age, she sneered, "Old nun really misspoke. I didn't expect that in six years, not only has your inner strength improved considerably, but you have also given birth to such a fine daughter with Mr. Silver Leaf!" A hint of killing intent flashed in the Purple-Robed Dragon King's eyes.

She had been defeated by Abbess Miejue with the Heaven-Slaying Sword, and she couldn't help but feel resentful. Today, she fought bare-handed, taking advantage of the Abbess's lack of intention, and injured her. Knowing that the Abbess was still unconvinced, she brought up her deceased husband to provoke her. She coldly said, "If you want to leave this place alive today, hmph, I'm afraid your chances are slim!"

Abbess Miejue sneered, "This old nun has long since disregarded life and death. Today, as long as I can resolve the doubts in my heart, I will have no regrets even if I die!"

Xiao Zhao nodded slightly and said, "Young master, there are some things that are difficult to say. It's better if I, this little girl, say them."

Abbess Miejue, your obsession runs too deep, and your hatred for the Ming Cult is too profound. Ultimately, it all comes down to love.

Miss Zhou is your prized disciple, and naturally she has inherited your true skills. She is deeply in love but her affections are unrequited, which naturally breeds resentment. She not only told Leader Zhang about your instructions to her, but also told him that she was being mistreated by her husband. Furthermore, she told him that she was pregnant with his child.

These words struck her like a hammer blow to the chest. Abbess Miejue was deeply shaken and hurriedly asked, "Is this really true?" She had already looked at Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo took a deep breath, stared at her master, and said, word by word, "Not a single word is false!"

"Why?" Abbess Miejue couldn't believe her ears. "Why would you do this? Why would you degrade yourself like this?"

Zhou Zhiruo looked sorrowful and said, "My master made me swear that if I had a child with Zhang Wuji, I would be a slave or a prostitute, openly subject to being humiliated by others..." As she said this, tears silently streamed down her face.

Abbess Miejue's heart was already in her throat. Even if she were healthy, it would be hard to bear to have the greatest mistake of her life exposed. Not to mention that she suffered severe internal injuries, she felt a sharp pain in her chest and vomited a mouthful of blood.

She had been forcibly suppressing her injuries, but now, with her emotions running high, it felt as if thousands of needles were piercing her dantian, and she could no longer control herself.

"Master!" Zhou Zhiruo exclaimed in surprise, "Are you injured?"

She hadn't expected that her master had just suffered internal injuries from a single blow by the Purple-Robed Dragon King.

Yun Changkong hurriedly helped up Abbess Miejue, channeling his inner energy into her back, and repeatedly blamed himself, saying, "Abbess, it's all my fault, my fault. I really spoke too harshly before. You don't need to be angry."

Abbess Miejue felt streams of true energy flowing into her back, making her feel refreshed and invigorated, like a great river flowing endlessly and without ceasing.

She caught her breath, gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said calmly, "This little injury is nothing to worry about. I never imagined that Granny Jin Hua would make such progress in just six years. I admire you greatly!"

She was a strong-willed woman who preferred to admit she was injured rather than say she was so angry with her disciple.

Princess Zhao Min giggled and said, "Master, if you stay, you can still catch up. You don't necessarily have to use the Nine Yin Manual!"

These words, each one sharp as a knife, pierced the heart of Abbess Miejue.

Abbess Miejue looked at Zhou Zhiruo in front of her, her eyes filled with disappointment and pain. Looking at this disciple whom she regarded as her own daughter, she was at a loss for words!
"Master," Zhou Zhiruo said, bowing her head, "this disciple has violated the sect rules, and I beg you to cleanse the sect!"

"Cleanse the sect!" Upon hearing these four words, Abbess Miejue felt a sudden emptiness in her heart, and couldn't help but think of her former beloved disciple Ji Xiaofu. She seemed both heartbroken and confused, and slowly looked at Yun Changkong, saying sadly, "Alright, let Zhiruo stay with you. She is a very good child, but I, her master, have forced her into such a state. Treat her well!"

He stood up and walked towards the door.

Zhou Zhiruo could no longer contain her grief and indignation. Tears welled up in her eyes as she cried out, "Master, don't you want your disciple anymore?"

Abbess Miejue slowly turned around and said softly, "Zhiruo, if you have to hate, hate me, your master. Don't hate anyone else. Your master can no longer take care of you. You must be careful in everything you do, do you understand?"

Zhou Zhiruo harbored resentment towards Abbess Miejue, but when she thought of her master's love for her, a surge of admiration, regret, shame, and sorrow overwhelmed her. Her nose tingled, and two lines of tears streamed down her face. She choked out, "Master, I know. Take care!"

Abbess Miejue sighed deeply and walked outside. Even this strong-willed woman shed tears.

These are tears, heartache, and helplessness!
Yun Changkong picked up the Heaven-Slaying Sword and Dragon-Slaying Saber with both hands and said, "Master, aren't you going to retrieve the secret within?"

The other women followed them out. Abbess Miejue remained silent, her back hunched, and slowly walked away.

In the morning light, Abbess Miejue's aged figure appeared even more forlorn and lonely, like an old woman nearing the end of her life, a lonely soul on the verge of death.

Suddenly, an east wind swept through, causing the bamboo and trees to sway. Suddenly, Zhou Zhiruo cried out sharply, "Master!"

Abbess Miejue suddenly flipped her hand and slammed it down on her own head like lightning.

It turned out that Abbess Miejue had already felt deeply humiliated by her defeat at the hands of the Purple-Robed Dragon King, and upon learning of her disciple's actions, she was heartbroken.

Because she understood that once you've done something a first time, a second time, and a third time, it becomes much easier.

So she originally planned that once Zhou Zhiruo obtained the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, she could step down as sect leader and seek revenge for Yang Xiao, Xie Xun, and Wei Yixiao in her own name, for her brother, senior brother, and disciples. She had no intention of living.

She had Zhou Zhiruo deceive Zhang Wuji because she knew he was a gentleman who, no matter how much he liked him, would not force himself on his disciple. But she never expected that Zhou Zhiruo herself would use her reputation as a bargaining chip to frame Yun Changkong.

She knows why!
Since the founding of the Emei Sect, only unmarried virgins could succeed as sect leader, and he was willing to break the sect rules for Zhou Zhiruo. But he never expected that even without him forcing her, she would think of using her body and reputation as bargaining chips to achieve her goal; this was something she had learned without being taught.

But these women all knew that as masters, forcing their disciples to seduce others was a grave violation of chivalry. Wouldn't they wonder if they, as the leaders of the Emei Sect, had also become leaders in the same way? Overwhelmed with shame and indignation, they decided to commit suicide!

(End of this chapter)