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

Chapter 155 Things are changing

Linghu Chong immediately perked up and said, "Brother Tian, ​​it seems you were really injured by this nameless man?"

Tian Boguang's face turned a deep purplish-red, and his pain lessened somewhat. He said sullenly, "Who else could it be but him! Little nun, Brother Linghu said he was unlucky today, running into a nun on his way out, and a damned little nun who's cursed to be childless and extinct for eighteen generations. I think that's absolutely true. My childlessness and extinction are all thanks to you!"

Yilin's beautiful oval face flushed crimson, and her large, watery eyes, like autumn waves sweeping across the sky, quickly looked away.

It turned out that Tian Boguang knew Yun Changkong was not someone to be trifled with, so he tried to make a quick getaway. However, he hadn't gone far when he suddenly felt a warm current flowing back and forth in his lower abdomen. He knew that Yun Changkong had unknowingly attacked him. He immediately sat down to meditate and regulate his breathing, but as soon as he did so, he felt as if a red-hot knife was darting around in his waist, causing him immense pain. Then he felt his lower body swell up.

After a while, the pain lessened, and he thought he should be fine. But soon, the feeling returned. He was also a martial arts expert and knew that his belt meridian had been attacked.

You must know that the belt meridian encircles the waist and can restrain the meridians running through the body, ensuring the balance of Qi and blood throughout the body. But here, he was ambushed and didn't even see how Yun Changkong made his move. It would be one thing if he died from his injuries, but he wouldn't even be able to be a man anymore. What should he do?

He was well aware of the subtlety of the belt meridian and was able to manipulate it, making himself appear unharmed but experiencing occasional attacks and pain. This person's martial arts skills were astonishing!
Tian Boguang became increasingly frightened, thinking that no one else could save him except for the "nameless" person himself, so he rushed back.

Linghu Chong laughed and said, "Tian Boguang, you are a lecherous scoundrel despised by everyone in the martial arts world. Everyone wants to kill you. It would be great if you died. But I was watching from the side just now and I didn't see him make a move. Why are you in such a sorry state?"

Tian Boguang glanced at Yun Changkong, who was slumped over the table, and sighed, "Alright, Brother Linghu, I was grateful for your mercy last night. Anyway, I'm going to lose my life today, so I don't care about saving face. I'll just tell you what happened."

Yilin was quite puzzled. Could it be that in the fight between the two in the cave last night, Senior Brother Linghu actually gained the upper hand and spared his life?

Linghu Chong said, "You don't need to talk about what happened last night. Besides, I fought you with all my might. Why would I say I held back?"

Tian Boguang said, "Brother Linghu, you are being modest. At that time, you and this little nun were hiding in the cave. The little nun made a sound, but you held your breath."

I never expected someone else to be lurking nearby. I grabbed the young nun, ready to break her vows immediately. "Just wait a moment," I said, "when my mind is completely focused and I'm free from distractions, then you can strike me with your sword and take my life."

You, Brother Linghu, are no longer an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. Don't you understand the gravity of this situation? I suspect you are a dignified man and wouldn't resort to such underhanded tactics. That's why last night's sword only lightly touched my shoulder. That's called stopping short of killing, and I understand! Out of gratitude for your kindness, I didn't kill you afterwards!

Linghu Chong snorted: "If I had waited a little longer last night, wouldn't this little nun have been defiled by you? Our Five Mountains Sword Sect is united as one, how can we tolerate you?"

Tian Boguang laughed and said, "If that's the case, if you had pushed your sword forward three or four inches, my arm would have been ruined. So why did you pull your sword back after it struck me?"

Linghu Chong raised his two sword-like eyebrows: "I am a disciple of Mount Hua, and I cannot use underhanded tactics. In the bushes outside the cave, you slashed my shoulder first, and I retaliated with a sword strike to your shoulder. We've gone straight to the point, and then we can fight fair and square! Neither of us will gain an advantage!"

Tian Boguang smiled and nodded: "I see. Alright, then I, Tian Boguang, will be your friend, Linghu Chong."

Linghu Chong remained silent, thinking to himself, "You are a lecherous scoundrel despised by everyone in the martial arts world, who would consider you a friend?"

Seeing that he hesitated to answer, Tian Boguang said, "Fine, since you look down on me, then help me wake up this... Ouch, ouch..." As he spoke, he lay on the ground, curled up in a ball, his face contorted in great pain.

Linghu Chong knew that Tian Boguang had undergone another major change and that killing him would be easy, but he was unwilling to take advantage of him. He simply smiled and said, "This nameless hero is probably drunk. Wait until he sobers up before you beg him!"

Tian Boguang let out a strong breath and said, "Do you expect me to wait for him to wake up? Can't you wake him up? I, Tian Boguang, have committed many sins in my life. If I die, I will die. What do I have to fear?"

"I was ambushed and I'm not happy about the loss. His martial arts skills are better than yours, but his character is far worse!"

He was in excruciating pain, yet his voice remained loud and clear.

Linghu Chong burst into laughter and said, "Tian Boguang, I know you've tried every means to get this nameless hero to spare your life! Hehe, I told you last night that this nun is untouchable, and you didn't listen to me, so you suffered a great loss. This is just retribution!"

Tian Boguang said, "I have roamed the martial world for a long time. If I could die at the hands of a hero like Brother Linghu, I would be happy."

Linghu Chong laughed and said, "If I kill you in your current state, not only will I disgrace the Huashan Sect, but I myself will not even be a hero, let alone a good man. I won't do it!"

Tian Boguang was extremely upset and cursed, "You respectable and upright people, all you do is use shameless means to torture people, and you call yourselves heroes?"

Linghu Chong burst into laughter.

The girl in yellow sighed and said, "Tian Boguang, have you forgotten what this nameless hero said? You offended this lady and haven't apologized yet! Why would she listen to you?"

Tian Boguang glanced over and saw Yilin looking at Yun Changkong. He knew that such a master's word was as good as gold, and there was no going back on his word. Besides, this young man was a womanizer like himself. If he didn't apologize to this nun and give him enough face, why would he pay any attention to him? He immediately took a breath and said, "Little Master, you are a celestial maiden descended to earth. Tian Boguang was blind and offended you. You are beautiful and kind-hearted, so please let this great hero let me go!"

Linghu Chong and the girl in yellow glanced at him, their disdain flashing in an instant. It turned out that this lone traveler was also a coward.

Little did he know that Tian Boguang also had his own unspeakable suffering. He was currently out of breath and his chest was blocked. He couldn't fight back even if he wanted to. What could he do if he didn't give in?
Upon hearing this, Yilin's cheeks flushed crimson. She clasped her hands together, lowered her head, and said, "Amitabha, I'm so sorry. Aren't you afraid of being punished by Buddha for saying such things?"

Tian Boguang spat and cursed, "Stop talking to me about Buddha and ancestors! I don't believe in that stuff." He had just begged for mercy when he started cursing again.

Yilin couldn't help but tremble.

The girl in the yellow shirt giggled: "Tian Boguang, so this is how you apologize to people while lying on the ground? I see you're unrepentant!"

Tian Boguang, being a man of the martial world, knew that such a display of weakness in front of everyone would jeopardize his future standing. Thinking this, he tried to get up, but his body felt limp and powerless. He slowly moved to the wall, leaning against it, attempting to prop himself up, but his strength held him back. He sat down again, leaning against the wall, and angrily said, "Nameless brat, you betrayed me! I'll die with this grudge!"

"Hehe!" Yun Changkong sat up from the table, leaned back in his chair, stretched, and looked around before saying with satisfaction, "You're not dead yet, how do you know if you submit or not?"

Just moments ago, Tian Boguang was full of bravado, but now he felt as if cold water had been poured over his head. He gave a dry laugh and said, "Friend, your martial arts are superb. I admire you greatly. May I ask your esteemed name?"

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "You don't need to admire me, nor do you need to know who I am. Just tell me how much you think your life is worth?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Could it really be for money? What kind of person is this? A true man is one who cannot be subdued by power, corrupted by wealth, or swayed by poverty.

After taking a deep breath, Tian Boguang calmly said, "My friend is short of property. I have a few hundred taels on me, but my life is priceless. If you think it's not enough, I can get you another ten thousand taels within three days, no problem at all! Oh, no, just one day!"

He spoke these words with an air of arrogance, truly like a free-spirited and generous man.

Everyone secretly thought that this was no exaggeration. Tian Boguang's swordsmanship and agility were both astonishing; stealing from a hundred-household commander at night would be no problem for him, and getting ten thousand taels of silver would be a piece of cake.

Yun Changkong tapped his hand on the table and said, "Are you really that capable? Then take out the money you have on you first and let me see your sincerity."

Tian Boguang reached into his robes and pulled out two large silver ingots, each weighing fifty taels. He cried out, "Ouch! Ouch!" clearly indicating that he was in severe pain again. He couldn't even hold the silver ingots, and they rolled to the ground.

Yun Changkong chuckled and said, "Waiter, let's split it in twos and make it five. You take one ingot, and it's all for the wine."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The waiter picked up the two silver ingots, gave one to Yun Changkong, and kept the other for himself. His face was flushed with joy.

They work as waiters in restaurants all day long. If they run into gangsters, they're unlucky and won't get anything. Not only will they get beaten up, but their shop might also be demolished.

But if you're lucky enough to encounter a generous customer who gives you a tip, you could suddenly become rich.

Sure enough, I was the lucky one.

Yun Changkong weighed the silver in his hand, nodded, and said, "Brother Tian, ​​do you have no more money on you?"

Tian Boguang took a breath and said, "And there's also some loose silver."

Yun Changkong said, "Take them all out."

Tian Boguang then took out some loose silver.

Yun Changkong said, "Waiter, divide it among your staff."

"Thank you, sir." The waiter nodded, bowed, and took the money.

Yun Changkong asked, "Is there anything else?"

Tian Boguang forced a dry laugh and said, "That's all!"

Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "I don't believe it!"

Tian Boguang retorted angrily, "I am a man of integrity. Would I lie and deceive people? If it's gone, it's gone. Do you think I'm stingy with money?"

He is a renowned master after all. To show weakness like this means he has no dignity or face left. What does money matter?
Yun Changkong's gaze was sharp as lightning, fixed on Tian Boguang.

Tian Boguang felt a chill run down his spine under the man's gaze. He thought to himself that he had never seen such a sharp look in his life. While his profound internal strength was certainly remarkable, he wondered how many lives had been sacrificed to build up that murderous aura. He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

Although Yun Changkong sat motionless, the chilling killing intent he exuded was honed through countless bloody battles and the loss of countless lives. Its intimidating power was no different from his actual attack.

Tian Boguang forced a smile and asked, "What does it take for a friend to believe me?"

Yun Changkong said calmly, "Simple, just take off your clothes and let me see."

Upon hearing this, Tian Boguang was furious.

A blush rose on Yilin's and the girl in the yellow shirt's faces.

Enraged, Tian Boguang roared, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Who do you think you are, daring to call yourself a scholar?" Yun Changkong said coldly. "Didn't you just like to take off people's clothes and force them to do things they didn't want to do? How come it's an insult when it's you?"

Everyone was greatly surprised, but Yilin's heart fluttered. Just now, Tian Boguang had taken off her clothes and threatened her to go upstairs with him for drinks. However, he spoke very softly and no one else heard him. She didn't expect that this "nameless hero" had heard him, and she felt a surge of embarrassment.

Tian Boguang seemed undecided for a moment. He glanced at Yilin and said, "Since you've stood up for this little nun, I'll admit defeat. Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground. Why do you have to be so ruthless? Aren't you afraid of losing your status as a martial arts master?"

"Identity?" Yun Changkong smiled faintly and said, "Who said I stood up for the little nun? I'm using this as an excuse to rob you, Tian Boguang, understand?"

Tian Boguang was speechless with anger. He was the one who always robbed people, but today he was the one who got robbed. It really was a case of the tables turning. He said, "You robbed me? I don't believe it!"

Yun Changkong sneered, "Believe it or not, it's up to you!"

In the world of martial arts, fighting and killing are inevitable, but someone like you who bullies women and children with your superior martial arts skills is getting your just desserts after meeting me!
"If you don't take off your clothes, I'll have to go through a bit more trouble. I'll kill you, strip you naked, and hang you on the city gate tower with the words 'Tian Boguang, the Lone Wanderer.' Do you think I can do that?" Tian Boguang trembled, his face contorted with rage. He gritted his teeth and said, "What if I do as you say?"

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "What do you want?"

Tian Boguang wanted to say, "Spare my life!" but that sounded too weak, so he couldn't bring himself to say it. He angrily retorted, "Friend, I have already apologized to the little nun as you said, and given you money. All my prestige has been destroyed. If you want to kill me, then kill me. But what kind of logic is this, humiliating me like this?"

Yun Changkong chuckled and said, "I told you to apologize and give me money, and you apologized and gave me money? You, Tian Boguang, are so obedient? To put it bluntly, it's only because my martial arts are slightly better than yours that you're so obedient in order to save your life. How many people have you bullied, how many women have you harmed? What kind of logic is that? And you're acting all wronged? Have you no shame? Let me tell you the truth, someone like you, I won't just humiliate you, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Seeing Tian Boguang in such a predicament, Yun Changkong found it very interesting.

He discovered that tormenting others was also a way to relieve loneliness. At that moment, it was as if he had discovered a new path.

With a struggle, Tian Boguang stood up shakily, his hands gripping the wall, his legs still trembling. He laughed and said, "Fine, I, Tian Boguang, came naked, what can't I do?" He then began to unbuckle his belt.

Yilin and the girl in the yellow shirt were so frightened that they both turned their heads away.

Seeing that he was really taking his clothes off, Yun Changkong sighed softly and said, "Alright, alright, stop taking them off, it's really disgusting!"

Linghu Chong found it amusing, wondering what he was thinking.

Tian Boguang secretly thanked his heavens and immediately replied, "Thank you for your mercy, my friend. From now on, I will never force a respectable woman to do something she doesn't want to do again."

His words were so beautifully spoken that they made one think he was a prodigal son who had encountered a respectable and upright person, and that he should be given a way to start anew.

Yun Changkong slowly stood up and nodded: "Very good."

Suddenly, he pointed his finger, and with a soft hiss, a jet of water shot straight into Tian Boguang's lower abdomen.

Steam rose from Tian Boguang's abdomen, and the entire building was filled with the smell of alcohol.

Tian Boguang felt as comfortable as if he were bathing in a hot spring.

Yun Changkong drank a jar of wine and felt a little dizzy, so he used the "Pure Yang Finger" technique to force some of the wine out.

He had lost his virginity, and the power of his "Pure Yang Finger" was no longer what it used to be, but forcing out alcohol was still a piece of cake for him.

When Linghu Chong saw that Yun Changkong had displayed such superb internal strength, he immediately cheered loudly.

The old man carrying the zither and the fat monk both felt a chill run down their spines, thinking to themselves, "This man's internal strength is indeed remarkable. No wonder Tian Boguang fell victim to his sneak attack!"

Tian Boguang felt comfortable, but he knew this was not a good thing. He stared at Yun Changkong, his lips trembling, and his eyes showed a look of confusion.

Yun Changkong smiled and said, "Feels good, doesn't it?" His fingers trembled, and four streams of water shot onto Tian Boguang's hands and ankles.

With a thud, Tian Boguang's limbs went weak and he fell to the ground.

Blood gushed from his hands and ankles, mixing with the wine.

The change was sudden; the four jets of wine were incredibly powerful, and the air in the building was filled with the smell of wine mixed with a fishy odor, which was quite unpleasant.

Tian Boguang then realized what was happening and cursed, "You bastard, you broke your promise! What kind of hero are you!"

Yun Changkong laughed and cursed, "You lecherous thief, don't you like taking off women's clothes? I'd like to see if you, who's been traveling alone for thousands of miles, can still lift a knife, can't run, and has no money in your pocket, still have the ability to do that?"

Everyone knew that Yun Changkong had infused his wine with profound internal energy, making it as sharp as a steel dart. It had already damaged the tendons and veins in Yun Changkong's limbs, rendering him completely useless.

The fact that this famous wanderer, who traveled ten thousand miles, met such an end is both applauded and deeply moving.

Yun Changkong's finger strikes were powerful, accurate, and quick, all displaying the style of a first-rate master, leaving everyone in awe. Yet, no one knew that such a young master had appeared in the martial arts world.

Then Tian Boguang shouted, "Brother Linghu, for the sake of our friendship, please give me a quick death!"

Seeing this, even though Linghu Chong knew of Tian Boguang's many evil deeds, he couldn't help but feel pity. He sighed and said, "Brother Tian, ​​if my master knew that I killed someone who was completely helpless, he would definitely expel me from the sect!"

Tian Boguang laughed bitterly and said sternly, "I am now a cripple. What difference is there between this and killing me? Your actions now are both eliminating a scourge for the martial arts world and doing a good deed. How could your master blame you?"

Yun Changkong laughed, "Tian Boguang, I want you to truly understand what helplessness feels like. I imagine those women you forcibly violated and controlled with your power were wishing for death, weren't they? Heaven sent me into this world because it couldn't stand your despicable shamelessness and wanted you to suffer retribution. If I were to kill you, wouldn't I do it? Anyone who kills you is slapping me in the face!"

Tian Boguang couldn't bear this torment any longer. He felt it would be better to just kill himself with a single blow. He figured the women he had pinned down and who couldn't resist must feel the same way!
Tian Boguang was originally a notorious bandit, and it was only by falling into Yun Changkong's hands that the cycle of karma came to pass. But having been arrogant all his life, he was not easily convinced: "Hahahaha!" He burst into a loud, furious laugh and said, "Yes, I, Tian Boguang, have committed many crimes and robberies, and many good people have died at my hands, but are those famous and righteous sects in the martial arts world good people?"
The Qingcheng Sect claims to be a prestigious and righteous sect, but Yu Canghai wiped out the Fuwei Escort Agency, killing countless people and robbing countless sums of money. He's committed far more evil than I have. These so-called prestigious sects, because of personal connections and power, all cover up their blatant crimes. Why don't you let them face retribution?

Yun Changkong sneered, "There are countless injustices in this world. If I encounter them, I'll do my best to help. If I don't, there's nothing I can do. It's just that you're unlucky enough to run into me."

"Bad luck?" A strange smile appeared on Tian Boguang's face. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he vomited a mouthful of blood. His eyes widened, rolled back, and he fell silent, unconscious.

Linghu Chong cupped his hands and said, "The nameless hero's divine skills have truly broadened my horizons!"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "I'm not a great hero. If you call me a great hero again, I'll take it as an insult. But your drinking capacity, as Linghu Daxia, is indeed something to be admired!"

Then, her gaze shifted: "Master Yilin, I need to go to Hengshan City, but I don't know the way very well. Could you help me?"

"You're going to Hengshan City too?" The girl in yellow jumped up dramatically, her smile wide. "Great! We're going the same way, why don't we travel together!"

Yun Changkong knew that letting Yilin continue her relationship with Linghu Chong would only add to her heartbreak. If she had to be heartbroken, she would rather be heartbroken for him.

Yun Changkong had the potential to become a demon. When he acted in the world of Yitian, he restrained himself to some extent for the sake of Yun He's reputation. Now that he has come to this world, he is known as "Nameless" and naturally has no scruples.

But he wanted to enjoy some time alone with Yilin to dispel his loneliness, so having this little girl come along would be superfluous. He simply looked at Yilin and said, "Buddhism teaches that cause and effect are intertwined, and everyone has their own. This is fate, so let's travel together."

Yilin looked at the man in front of her and knew that he was even more terrifying than Tian Boguang. He was talking about Buddhist teachings. She put her palms together and said, "I have never been to Hengshan either, but you can ask the passersby for directions."

Although she was a bald nun who concealed her stunning beauty, her clear, bright eyes and delicate, melodious voice were still captivating.

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "But it's a rare opportunity for me to meet you, and I'd like to discuss Buddhism with you!"

Yilin asked curiously, "Discussing Buddhism?"

Yun Changkong sighed, “I have read two Buddhist scriptures. Buddhism teaches that the mind should be calm, clear, and bright, that one should diligently cultivate the Dharma, save all sentient beings, and have compassion for all things. But it also says that being a monk is being a layperson, and being a layperson is being a monk. One should refine one’s mind in the mortal world and transcend worldly affairs. The two are contradictory. Little master, which one is the true essence of Buddhism?”

Upon hearing this, Yilin put her palms together and said, "Amitabha, what you said is too profound. This humble nun's cultivation is too shallow to answer. But I know that a single thought can lead to heaven, and a single thought can lead to hell."

"Amitabha!" Yun Changkong clasped his hands together and said, "So that's how it is. Heaven and hell are just a thought away. Little Master has indeed comprehended a lot. If your disciple is like this, what can the master imagine? Your cultivation is not enough. Take me to see your master now."

The girl in the yellow shirt behind them couldn't help but say, "Sister, this nameless hero has taken a liking to you. Why don't you leave the monastic life and marry him?"

Yilin's heart skipped a beat, and she took three steps back in fright. Yun Changkong found this quite amusing, and was even happier to hear the girl say this. He laughed and said, "Little girl, we're friends now. What's your name?"

The girl retorted, "Who's friends with Wuming? Sister, my surname is Qu, and my given name is Feiyan. My grandfather calls me Feifei, so you can call me Feifei too."

Yun Changkong liked Qu Feiyan even more for her quirky and clever nature, and said, "What? Can't I call you Feifei?"

Qu Feiyan curled her lips and said, "Sister Yilin is kind-hearted and gentle, I like her. You are kind-hearted but ruthless, I don't like you."

Yun Changkong laughed heartily.

Yilin shook her head and said, "Girl, I am a nun, you can't tell me silly jokes. It's not quite right for you to call me sister."

Qu Feiyan laughed and said, "You're older than me, so what's wrong with me calling you 'elder sister'? Should I call you 'younger sister' then? Sister Yilin, why don't you just give up being a nun?"

Yilin's face darkened, and she said unhappily, "Why are you telling such a silly joke again?"

Qu Feiyan disagreed, saying, "Sister, what good is it for you to be a nun? You can't eat anything. Besides, you're so beautiful. Shaving your head would greatly diminish your beauty. If you had long, black hair, you would be truly beautiful."

Yilin laughed when she heard her naivety, saying, "Miss Qu, I have already entered the Buddhist order and renounced all worldly desires. Why would I care about the beauty or ugliness of physical appearance?"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "If you were truly free from worldly desires, how could you be here? If your mind is not at peace, how can it be confined to this physical body?" With that, he turned and left.

Yilin stared wide-eyed as Yun Changkong went downstairs and left. Qu Feiyan chuckled and said, "Nameless Hero, you're just leaving like this? Aren't you going to ask your sister for Buddhist teachings?"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "The martial world is unpredictable, and grudges are hard to understand. Sheathing your sword and going into seclusion is like a lamb entering a tiger's den. Beautiful women have short lives, and families are destroyed."

These words were spoken in a plain and simple manner, yet they resonated like the striking of metal and jade. Not only did the people upstairs hear them, but everyone downstairs and outside could hear them clearly as well.

Yilin and Qu Feiyan stared at each other, and the upstairs returned to a brief silence.

Linghu Chong had already downed two jars of wine, and now the effects of the alcohol were taking hold, making him dizzy, but a chill ran down his spine. Wasn't the one who wanted to "seal his sword and retire into seclusion" none other than Uncle Liu of the Hengshan Sect?
The old man carrying the zither felt a chill run down his spine.

Qu Feiyan looked over and asked, "Grandpa, what does this mean?"

Her grandfather, Qu Yang, a Dharma Protector Elder of the Sun Moon Sect, turned pale and pulled his granddaughter downstairs.

Linghu Chong slurred, "Junior Sister Yilin, we need to hurry to Hengshan City."

Yilin said, "Okay, let's go." She quickly went downstairs.

Linghu Chong staggered downstairs and left.

(End of this chapter)