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

Chapter 153 A Person as Beautiful as Jade
What incredible speed!
Such profound internal strength!
The excitement and joy he had felt when facing the beautiful woman were gone from Tian Boguang's eyes, as were the ruthlessness and domineering presence he had shown before Yun Changkong's attack. Instead, his eyes were filled with doubt and fear. He thought to himself, "Who is this person? His martial arts are so superb that even the leader of the Five Mountains Sect might not have such skills."

As the saying goes, "A true expert's skill is immediately apparent upon first glance."

Tian Boguang was renowned in the martial arts world for his swift sword and agility. Given the speed and power of his strike just now, anyone who could withstand or dodge his blow would already be an extremely remarkable martial arts hero.

To his surprise, the young man easily caught his knife in his hands with a mere flick of his wrists. What incredible eyesight and accuracy that must have required! With a simple push towards the hilt, he felt a powerful shockwave. Tian Boguang, who had traversed the martial world, had never imagined encountering such a master.

Suspicious, he looked at Yun Changkong more closely and saw that he was dressed in a coarse cloth robe, with disheveled hair and bare feet. Although young and handsome, he also appeared calm and experienced, with a hint of disdain, as if he were a seasoned veteran who had met countless heroes and villains. What he said earlier was not boasting!

Especially with the melancholy look on his face, he exuded the air of a fallen hero, like a wandering hermit. Tian Boguang couldn't help but think, "Could it be that I, old Tian, ​​am really having a run of bad luck and have encountered some extraordinary master?"

Tian Boguang's ability to roam the martial world was not only due to his martial arts skills, but also to his caution. He immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute to Yun Changkong and said solemnly, "May I ask which side you are on? If it's for the sake of this little nun, out of respect for you, I'll step aside and grant your request!"

Yi Lin's eyes widened in disbelief.

Although this young nun was ignorant of worldly affairs, she was not stupid. She was a highly accomplished disciple of Abbess Dingyi, the head of Baiyun Nunnery of Hengshan Sect. After being captured by Tian Boguang, she also drew her sword to fight him.

But the other party reached out and snatched her longsword away. He held the hilt with his right hand and pinched the tip of the sword with his left thumb and forefinger. With just a slight twist, he broke off a piece of the sword about an inch long. His finger strength was truly amazing.

She had witnessed Tian Boguang's arrogance and unruliness. Even Lao Denuo of the Huashan Sect, who had come to him with his own skills, was no match for him. He also disregarded the Huashan Sect leader, "Gentleman Sword." Yet now, he had actually taken the initiative to back down.

Yilin glanced again at Tian Boguang's hand gripping the single-edged sword; his knuckles were white, clearly from excessive force and extreme tension. She thought to herself, "This young hero's martial arts are so formidable; even Tian Boguang is wary of him!"

Unexpectedly, Yun Changkong seemed not to hear Tian Boguang's words. He raised his head and looked straight at the second floor on the right. His eyes seemed gentle, but also somewhat blank.

Tian Boguang was puzzled. Following his gaze, he saw a little girl in a yellow dress standing in front of the second-floor window. She looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old. She had delicate features, fair skin and delicate features. Although she was not as beautiful as the little nun, she was lively, clever and lovable.

But Yun Changkong felt that her eyes were mischievous and lively, full of playfulness, as if she was ready to tease people at any time, which was quite inconsistent with her age, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

Tian Boguang was extremely lecherous. When he saw the man staring intently at the little girl, he immediately realized that this man was also a fellow lecher.

The girl blushed as Yun Changkong stared at her, her face turning as red as a peach. She smiled mischievously and said, "What are you looking at? Are you fighting with someone? Don't you want to die?" Her voice was clear and melodious.

Yun Changkong stared blankly at the little girl, his heart filled with turbulent emotions.

In fact, although Tian Boguang's martial arts skills had reached the level of a first-class master in the martial arts world, Yun Changkong was an unparalleled master whose skills were earth-shattering.

If he intended to take Tian Boguang's life, it would be a simple matter of lifting a finger. However, he did not want to be too sensational. Just as Tian Boguang drew his knife, he sensed a figure moving upstairs. With his sharp eyes, he saw the little girl.

That fleeting glimpse makes all that talk of traveling alone for thousands of miles seem like utter nonsense!
This sight of yellow robes reminded Yun Changkong of the aloof, yet powerful woman in yellow who had made him invincible at the age of fifteen. He also recalled his first meeting with Zhao Min, who was also wearing yellow, and how he had inexplicably ended up here. This left him somewhat bewildered; why should he care about Tian Boguang?

When Tian Boguang drew his knife, the pedestrians at the entrance of the building, seeing that something was wrong, quickly moved aside and remained completely silent, watching the situation unfold.

The girl saw that Yun Changkong was still looking at her, and the smile he gave her made her heart pound. She said angrily, "Hey, why are you staring at me like that? Be careful or I'll gouge your eyes out."

People in the martial arts world live a life under the sword; a single disagreement can lead to a violent fight. Yet this little girl speaks with an innocent expression and wide, angry eyes. Although her words are extremely rude, they are both endearing and laughable.

Yun Changkong showed no anger whatsoever; he simply smiled and asked, "What is your name, young lady?"

Tian Boguang was both annoyed and amused. Despite his reputation in the martial arts world, he had been completely ignored. He had traveled all over the martial arts world and had never encountered such an enemy before, which made him somewhat embarrassed.

Let's fight, but I'm not confident.

Let's go, it's too embarrassing.

The girl retorted, "I don't even know your name, why should I tell you mine?"

Yun Changkong liked the girl even more because she spoke so directly, just like Zhao Min. He said, "My name is Wuming."

The Yun Changkong of today is no longer the one burdened with family vengeance, the one who, upon entering the martial world, would shake up the entire landscape. It was only Yilin's naiveté and awkwardness that suddenly stirred within him a desire to act; he truly cared nothing for this martial world.

It is a misfortune for a young person to see things too clearly, because he has knowledge that is not appropriate for his age, and thus loses the motivation and enthusiasm he should have.

Yun Changkong's extraordinary destiny allowed him to live two lives, a realization that greatly aided his growth, enabling him to become invincible in the martial arts world by the age of fifteen.

But it was also a misfortune, because it made him experience the complexity of human nature and the darkness of the world too early, thus eroding the innocence and enthusiasm in his own humanity.

Of course, people yearn for what they lack!
As the saying goes, what you have, I don't have!
Yun Changkong naturally loves innocence and enthusiasm!

"Nameless?" The girl chuckled. "You look like a madman. Who goes out without pants and shoes?"

She giggled sweetly, her delicate, fair face flushing even more, as lovely as the spring sunshine.

Tian Boguang couldn't help but say, "This brother is young and handsome, and his martial arts skills are superb. I think the young lady will be able to marry him in two more years!"

The people around burst into laughter upon hearing this.

The girl blushed and spat, "Tian Boguang, you like to talk nonsense so much, I think you want to die."

Tian Boguang laughed loudly, "I, Tian Boguang, am a lone wolf, roaming the world freely. There are countless people who want to kill me, yet I am still alive!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a clanging sound rang out. As a seasoned martial arts expert, one would know without even looking that it was the sound of a longsword being drawn.

Then a young man dressed in a tight-fitting outfit floated down from the second floor and landed about sixteen feet in front of Tian Boguang. His lightness skill was quite impressive.

Holding a long sword, he pointed it at Tian Boguang and shouted, "You are the lecherous thief Tian Boguang?"

Tian Boguang glanced at him sideways and said, "Judging from your movements, are you from the Mount Tai Sect?"

This young man was Chi Baicheng, a disciple of Tianmen Daoren, the leader of the Taishan Sect. He and his uncle, Tiansong Daoren, were having dinner at Huiyan Tower when they overheard Yun Changkong talking to Tian Boguang. They were all surprised. Who was this person? Tian Boguang? Was he that lecherous womanizer?

They came here to attend the retirement ceremony of Liu Zhengfeng, a master of the Hengshan Sect. The area around Hengshan City is full of heroes from all over the world. How dare this lecherous scoundrel come here? Not sure for a moment, they decided to listen more carefully so as not to mistake the person and make a big joke of the prestigious sect!
It wasn't until Tian Boguang said he was a lone wolf and roamed the world that they realized the other party was the lecherous thief. How could they tolerate it?

Chi Baicheng shouted, "You lecherous thief, you have been a villain in the martial world for many years. Everyone wants to kill you, yet you dare to speak so shamelessly here. Today, I, Chi Baicheng, will act on behalf of Heaven and take your dog's life. Prepare to die!"

With that, he thrust his longsword forward and aimed it at Tian Boguang's shoulder.

The Taoist Tianmen of the Taishan Sect has a fiery temper, and his disciples are all the same. It's just a pity that while their temper is easy to learn, their martial arts skills are difficult to master.

With a cold laugh, Tian Boguang spun around, causing the opponent's longsword to miss its mark, while his single-edged sword flew towards the opponent's chest like lightning.

The speed was so fast that Yilin cried out in alarm, knowing that her senior brother from the Taishan Sect was about to die on the spot.

Just as the blade was about two or three inches from Chi Baicheng's chest.

"Oh!" Tian Boguang's wrist jerked, quite astonished.

It turned out that Yun Changkong had moved closer without anyone noticing, and with his left palm out, he quickly extended his index and thumb fingers to grab the blade that was slashing towards Chi Baicheng's chest.

Tian Boguang was confident that there were very few people in the world who could withstand a single strike from his blade. This was because he had put in a lot of hard work on this single-edged sword, practicing relentlessly even when he was sick and unable to move.

While this strike wasn't unbreakable, absolutely no one could deflect it so easily, not even the Five Mountains Sect Leaders!

At that moment, a great fear arose in my heart.

Yun Changkong would not let this hot-blooded man die before his eyes. With a flick of his left wrist and a gentle push, he sent a burst of hidden force across Tian Boguang's abdomen with a light wave of his right palm.

Tian Boguang felt a powerful force rushing towards him with his single-edged sword, making his arm numb and half of his body feel like it had been electrocuted. He knew he had encountered an invincible master. He kicked Yun Changkong in the chin with a flying kick, and used his sword to execute the move "Flying Sand and Stones," with layers of sword light protecting his vulnerable areas.

Yun Changkong seemed not to see it and paid no attention.

Tian Boguang's move was to use fancy tricks to deceive people in order to protect himself, not to harm others. Since Yun Changkong did not pursue him, he held his single sword and somersaulted away.

Yun Changkong's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance as he shot towards Tian Boguang, and he said coldly, "Wanli Duxing, you've got some skills. No wonder you can roam the martial world so freely."

Just now, he used 30% of his internal energy to strike the blade, and Tian Boguang was actually able to withstand it. He is indeed extraordinary in the martial arts world, and this is no exaggeration.

As soon as Tian Boguang landed, he pushed off with both feet and soared into the air onto the roof. He took a deep breath to calm his blood and qi, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "The nameless hero's martial arts are unparalleled. I admire him. We'll meet again in this green landscape!" With a sway, he disappeared in a flash.

Tian Boguang was universally hated, yet he still roamed the martial world with unparalleled skill, all because his title of "Lone Wanderer" was well-deserved; his lightness skill was unmatched in the world. Moreover, he was quick-witted and knew that he was far inferior to his opponent. Today, his plan to kiss the beautiful nun was obviously ruined, and he felt that if he didn't leave now, his life would be in danger.

He then uttered a few polite words and hurriedly made his escape.

Yun Changkong chuckled and said, "Wanli Duxing, today is your doomsday. If you have the guts, then slit your own throat!"

His voice was gentle yet carried a hint of authority, clearly indicating that Tian Boguang was doomed.

Everyone was extremely confused. What did this mean?
Tian Boguang was startled again, thinking to himself, "Could it be that his delaying and pushing just now was a covert attack on me? Is he that capable?"

Chi Baicheng, who had just come to his senses, angrily said, "You lecherous thief, don't run away!" Even though Tian Boguang had long since disappeared.

The girl on the second floor sneered, "You ignorant brat, you almost lost your life, and you're still spouting nonsense!"

Just now, Chi Baicheng felt a cold light rushing towards him, and thought he was about to meet his grandmaster. But he was alive again, and felt a hot flow of blood rushing through his body.

But the girl's words made him look like a wilted eggplant, and he clasped his hands in thanks to Yun Changkong, saying, "Thank you for saving my life."

"You're welcome!" Yun Changkong waved his hand and turned to walk towards "Huiyan Tower".

He needs to get something to eat.

The world is vast, but the stomach is the most important.

His good habit was not to kill anyone before eating.

It's all to ensure you have a good appetite.

At this moment, a cheer came from behind Yun Changkong: "What superb skills! I admire you!"

When everyone turned around, they couldn't help but gasp, and some even exclaimed "Oh!" in great surprise.

A pale-faced young man with a long sword at his waist stepped forward from the crowd. He was covered in blood, and the flesh on his shoulders and ribs was rolled up and tangled with his clothes, a horrifying sight.

Some dared not look too closely, wondering how much pain he was in. They were all speculating about the young man's background, wondering if he was some notorious bandit or a chivalrous hero.

In short, he's not a good person!
Just then, the little nun exclaimed with great joy, "Brother Lao, you're not dead?"

She hadn't seen his face clearly last night, but she remembered his voice. Wasn't this the "Lao Denuo of the Huashan Sect" who had saved her from danger?

The young man said, "Junior sister, I am incompetent and cannot save you. I am truly sorry."

The little nun shook her head repeatedly: "When I saw Tian Boguang, I thought you were dead... Waaah..." Seeing his injuries, tears were already streaming down her face.

Yun Changkong glanced at both of them, shook his head slightly, and knew that the little nun had already fallen in love with worldly desires.

The hero rescuing the damsel in distress may be old-fashioned, but it always works!

I arrived a little late; otherwise, it would have been a wonderful thing to convert the young nun!

Without a word, Yun Changkong walked into the building. Upon reaching the second floor, he saw a tall monk sitting at a small table in a corner facing the street, drinking from a large bowl. Even sitting down, he was as tall as the bartender, giving off an imposing and awe-inspiring presence.

There was also a Taoist priest with a long beard, carrying a long sword. When he saw Yun Changkong come upstairs, he stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "I am Tiansong from the Taishan Sect. Thank you, young hero, for saving my nephew Chi Baicheng!"

Yun Changkong clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute: "You're too kind!"

My gaze shifted, and I saw the little girl sitting next to an old man with white hair and beard. He had a weathered face and was gently tapping one hand on the table, as if he was pondering a melody.

There were also some irrelevant people, but Yun Changkong didn't care. He walked to an empty table, sat down, and said, "Waiter."

The waiter and the manager felt uneasy when they saw him go upstairs, after all, hotel owners are afraid of people who might use knives.

He and that guy were just fighting with knives at the door, who knows when it will end? Plus, he's not even wearing pants or shoes, he's obviously a penniless wretch!
He came in again, but the waiter didn't dare to stop him, so he could only step forward with a smile and say, "Sir, what is your order?"

Yun Changkong said, "Bring on the best wine and food, and the very best!"

The waiter looked at the shopkeeper with a troubled expression.

Given his attire, it wouldn't matter if he just ate something casually.

He could only ask for the best product from the shop, but that would cost several tens of taels of silver. He could only let the shopkeeper decide.

Yun Changkong glanced at the waiter, knowing he was afraid he would eat for free, and said, "Although I have no money, I won't eat for free. Before I finish eating, someone will bring me money. Buying your Huiyanlou restaurant is no problem."

As soon as he said that, everyone upstairs suddenly fell silent, and those at the same table looked at each other in bewilderment.

The little girl looked strange and was about to ask her grandfather when she heard the man who had been at the door earlier say, "May I invite you, sir, to join me for a drink?"

Before he finished speaking, he and the young nun had already walked up.

"Thank you for saving me, young hero! I am deeply grateful!"

The young nun hurriedly stepped forward, clasped her hands together, and looked sincere.

Yun Changkong looked at the two of them with a meaningful expression, remaining silent for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the young nun thanked him again.

Yun Changkong remained silent for a moment before saying, "May I ask your name, young lady?"

The little nun blushed.

Seeing her gaze wandering, Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Wrong, wrong, you should ask how to address the little master by his Dharma name."

"Pfft!" The little girl in the yellow shirt standing to the side couldn't help but laugh.

Yun Changkong said, "What's so funny? This little master is loved by everyone. What's so strange about my tongue not obeying my brain?"

The young nun couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, then put her palms together and said, "My Buddhist name is Yilin."

"Yilin?" Yun Changkong nodded slowly and said, "Yi means appearance; Lin means beautiful jade. Little Master, you are just like your name, as gentle and pure as beautiful jade. Your master has high expectations for you!"

(End of this chapter)