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

The only ones who could speak at this moment were naturally the Two Eccentrics of Peach Valley.

Their mouths never stopped talking. They were only slapped twice by the old man just now, which is a wise man not to suffer a loss in front of him.

Now, seeing Yun Changkong and the others arrive, she wanted to speak several times, but was afraid that the old man would punish her. She was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks. At this moment, seeing the group chatting and laughing, Taozhixian could no longer hold back.

Peach Immortal laughed and said, "You short, fat, and chubby guy, if you want to save your daughter's life, why don't you let go of us two brothers? We are the best at healing injuries. If we work together with Yun Changkong, your daughter will really be alive."

Linghu Chong's incurable injury was caused by the treatment he received from the Six Immortals of Peach Valley. Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun straightened his clothes and bowed respectfully to Yun Changkong, saying, "My daughter and my disciple Pingzhi were saved by you, and Yue Buqun is grateful."

Yun Changkong clasped his hands and said, "Sect Leader Yue, you are too kind. It is nothing to mention. Yet you, father and daughter, master and disciple, have to take turns thanking us. The Huashan Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a chivalrous and righteous sect!"

Yue Buqun was slightly taken aback, paused for a moment, and then said to everyone, "Thank you all for your kind treatment of my master and me. We shall take our leave now."

Seeing that Yun Changkong, Lan Fenghuang, and Huanghe Laozu were not righteous people, and that the pure and the impure should not be allowed to mingle, and also not knowing what had happened to his wife and disciples, Yue Buqun did not want to stay any longer.

The old man said, "Yes, yes, Young Master Linghu and Mr. Yue have come from afar, and we should have treated them well. However, my daughter... is really unable to do so. Please forgive us!"

Yue Buqun said, "No need to be so polite!" He helped Linghu Chong up and then they went out the door.

Ji Wushi laughed and said, "Young Master Linghu, hundreds of friends from the martial arts world are waiting to drink with you at Wubagang tomorrow. Will you do me the honor? Do you dare to go?"

Linghu Chong blurted out, "Why wouldn't I dare?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun paused, turned to look at Ji Wushi, and asked, "Please forgive my poor eyesight, but who are you?"

The old man chuckled, "This is none other than the Night Owl, Ji Wushi."

Yue Buqun was startled. He was well aware of the other party's reputation, so he quickly cupped his hands and said, "I have long admired Master Ji's name. It is truly a great honor to meet you today."

Ji Wushi smiled slightly and said, "We've met today, and we'll meet again at Wubagang tomorrow."

Yue Buqun frowned slightly and asked, "Master Ji, is that Holy Maiden surnamed Ren Ren Woxing's daughter?"

When Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi heard the title "Holy Maiden" and "Miss Ren" at Wangniugang, they returned and told Yue Buqun and his wife. They didn't know which faction the Holy Maiden and Miss Ren belonged to.

As the leader of Yue Buqun's faction, he naturally had his own guesses, but these were merely baseless speculations. After all, why would Ren Woxing's daughter give face to Linghu Chong? What was she planning?

Furthermore, with his own daughter and disciple arrested, the Huashan Sect, renowned throughout the martial arts world, had suffered a setback on the banks of the Yellow River, and he was unwilling to offer any explanation.

However, fearing that the plan would be detrimental to the Huashan Sect, he did not follow through and let Linghu Chong go to Wubagang. That's why he asked the question.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, none daring to respond. Linghu Chong, completely unaware of Ren Woxing's name, asked in confusion, "Who is Ren Woxing?"

Yue Buqun snorted: "He was the former leader of the Demonic Sect."

"Huh?" Linghu Chong was speechless with astonishment.

Yue Buqun never told his disciples about the affairs of the martial arts world, so even though he knew that Zuo Lengchan was ambitious, his disciples all regarded Zuo Lengchan as a selfless leader of the Five Mountains Alliance.

As for Ren Woxing, the leader of the Demonic Sect, the Demonic Sect itself dared not mention this name since Dongfang Bubai took over more than ten years ago, and it was no longer heard of in the martial arts world. This was the first time Linghu Chong had ever heard the name Ren Woxing.

Lan Fenghuang frowned and said, "What is Sect Leader Yue talking about? We have no idea. If you have any questions, you will know when you get to Wubagang tomorrow."

Yue Buqun glared at Linghu Chong, thinking to himself, "Linghu Chong, I never expected you to have such a connection with Ren Woxing's daughter."

Seeing his master's bad expression, Linghu Chong hurriedly said, "Master, I really don't know who Ren Woxing is, let alone this Holy Maiden or Miss Ren. I've never understood why these people are so nice to me. Brother Yun, what's going on?"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "If you can't figure something out, you can always find the answer by considering it from the perspectives of human nature, emotions, and interests."

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun nodded and said, "You all possess extraordinary skills. What exactly are your intentions toward my Huashan Sect? Or have I offended you all and wish to settle things with my Huashan Sect? Please speak frankly."

Ji Wushi smiled and said, "Well, I'm not quite sure about that!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun was both angry and annoyed. He felt that as the leader of the Huashan Sect, speaking to Ji Wushi in this way was already a great insult to his status, and yet the person was not telling the truth.

But he knew he couldn't afford to lose face, nor did he want to ask any more questions. Suppressing his anger, he said calmly, "Since that's the case, I apologize for disturbing you so late at night. I'll take my leave now." He picked up Linghu Chong and left.

The old man said, "Young Master Linghu, I invited you, so I should return the gifts. It's just that my daughter..."

Yue Buqun said, "There's no need to trouble you, sir."

Just then, Peach Blossom Fairy called out, "Old man, Linghu Chong is leaving. What's the point of keeping us two big fish here?"

The old man was slightly taken aback, thinking, "If I release these two, the Six Immortals of Peach Valley will surely cause trouble. Hero Yun needs to treat my daughter's injuries, so we must have some peace and quiet. That's why he invited Yue Buqun out."

Just as they were in a dilemma, Linghu Chong said, "Senior, why don't you release them?" He then looked at the two immortals and said, "You two shouldn't seek revenge against the two elders. How about we turn enemies into friends?"

Peach Blossom Fairy said, "The two of us alone can't seek revenge."

Linghu Chong said, "I'm naturally referring to the Six Immortals of Peach Valley."

Tao Shixian said, "Linghu Chong, you..."

At this moment, Yun Changkong said leisurely, "You two talk too much nonsense. If you utter another word, I will silence you by pressing your pressure points, so that you will never be able to speak again."

Upon hearing this, Peach Immortal quickly shut his mouth.

Although they are straightforward, they are not stupid. Yun Changkong is a man of his word and ruthless, not someone like Linghu Chong who can be joked with at will.

The old man knew Yun Changkong was getting impatient, so he laughed and pulled in the fishing net, releasing the two immortals.

Tao Zhixian picked up Tao Shixian and leaped out of the courtyard, followed by Yue Buqun.

Just then, Yun Changkong said, "You all stay outside and don't let anyone disturb us. Phoenix, you protect me."

"Good!" The old man and the others knew that Yun Changkong was going to study hard. To avoid any misunderstanding, they dared not enter the house.

Ji Wushi flew out of the courtyard and onto the front tree to look around. Zu Qianqiu flew up to the back house, while the old man stood guard in front of the main house.

Lan Fenghuang was in the room. Yun Changkong fed the old immortal girl ten "calming and qi-regulating pills", sat down beside her, covered her Tianling Baihui acupoint with one palm and her dantian with the other, and channeled his own true qi into her body. He closed his eyes and lowered his gaze, focusing his mind inward.

A moment later, the old man let out a soft moan, his body trembled slightly, his cheeks flushed, and he suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Yun Changkong in a daze.

Her cry was just like a woman's. If Yun Changkong hadn't practiced the "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill" and his mind hadn't been firmly established, unaffected by any external demons, he would have inevitably felt uneasy and his true energy would have been shaken.

Yun Changkong knew that the spiritual medicine in her body had been nurtured by his true energy, and that the medicinal power was agitated by the airflow, which was why it was like this. He could only say, "Miss, no matter what happens to your body, you must endure it and just pretend you are dead."

The old man then closed his eyes tightly, ignoring everything around him.

Yun Changkong focused his mind and used his true energy and the medicinal power generated by the spiritual medicine he had taken to penetrate his meridians and acupoints.

An hour passed in this way. Yun Changkong used his true energy to circulate throughout the old man's meridians. The girl's face was rosy, but Yun Changkong's head was steaming with heat and his forehead was covered in sweat.

Suddenly, he raised his palms and let out a long sigh.

Seeing that he was covered in sweat from exhaustion, Lan Fenghuang took out her handkerchief and wiped his sweat while saying, "If I had known it would make you this tired, I wouldn't have asked you to help others!"

It should be noted that although Yun Changkong's internal strength is unfathomable, this method of opening acupoints and meridians can easily deplete the mental energy of the practitioner.

Because this person has hundreds of acupoints, if the technique is flawed, the true energy will be disturbed, and the meridians will be damaged immediately. If the woman doesn't die, she will become a cripple or an idiot.

Therefore, saving lives is an act that consumes a great deal of energy and depletes one's vitality, which cannot be replenished in a short period of time.

Just then, the old man heard voices coming from inside the house and rushed in. He saw that Yun Changkong's eyes were closed and his clothes were wet. His daughter was breathing steadily and seemed to be fast asleep.

After a long while, Yun Changkong finally opened his eyes.

The old man asked, "Master Yun, are you alright?"

Yun Changkong smiled slightly and said, "Luckily, luckily, your daughter should be fine for the next few years."

He paused slightly, glanced at the old man, and continued, "But this illness is congenital, and to cure it, one must rely on oneself. I will teach her a mental cultivation method, and if she practices it accordingly, she will be cured in a few years."

Overjoyed, the old man knelt down with a thud and kowtowed, saying, "Great Hero Yun, your kindness and virtue are beyond measure, this old man has no way to repay you..."

Yun Changkong raised his hand and said, "I don't like playing these kinds of games. If you want to thank me, just give me your fishing net."

"Huh?" The old man was taken aback.

It's not that I feel it's difficult, but rather that I feel it's too easy.

Although the old man's fishing net was made of human hair, wild silkworm silk, and pure gold thread, making it exceptionally strong and unbreakable even by precious swords, once trapped inside, the more one struggled, the tighter the net became. But compared to his daughter's life, that was insignificant.

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Are you reluctant to part with it?"

"No, no, no!" The old man hurriedly handed the fishing net to Yun Changkong. Yun Changkong pulled hard and found it undamaged, knowing that it was a treasure and a powerful weapon.

He then got up from the bed and, while practicing his boxing stance, said, "The realm of martial arts is nothing more than transcending fullness and emptiness, and understanding existence and non-existence."

"Fullness" signifies surging internal energy, with powerful and unstoppable techniques, like a rushing river; "emptiness" signifies concealed energy, with agile movements, like a hidden blade in a secluded valley, its form unseen. The application of "rushing" is neither forcibly suppressing fullness to achieve emptiness, nor indulging emptiness to negate fullness, but rather like the balance of Yin and Yang, the mutual transformation of strength and gentleness. When fullness reaches its extreme, it is released; when emptiness reaches its extreme, it is replenished. Between movement and stillness, everything flows naturally.

Yun Changkong was a genius, possessing a vast knowledge. Once he understood the symptoms of the immortal woman, it was incredibly simple for him to tailor a set of martial arts techniques for her.

The old man, Lan Fenghuang, and the others joined in the fight after hearing his words, and felt a sense of warmth and harmony arise within their bodies.

The old man said, "This looks like a fist technique, but it's actually internal energy cultivation?"

Yun Changkong nodded and said, "This set of boxing techniques does not aim to defeat the enemy, but only to generate pure yang energy in action. Let her practice it according to the method. As long as she understands the key points, her illness will be cured without medicine after a few years."

Just then, the old man let out a soft moan and said happily, "My son, quickly perform the formal apprenticeship ceremony for Hero Yun."

Yun Changkong waved his hand and said, "I don't accept disciples."

The old man said, "You may not take on apprentices, but she deserves to kowtow a few times for the debt of life-saving grace!"

The old man got out of bed and bowed to Yun Changkong.

Yun Changkong said, "Those who practice this mental cultivation method must first understand the principle of fullness and emptiness, that is, when fullness reaches its extreme, it will decline, and when emptiness reaches its extreme, it will fullness. Movement and stillness, contraction and expansion, are all in harmony with the Dao. You must work hard, understand?"

"Yes!" The old man was also a clever one. Seeing his father's piety, he knew that he had received a great benefit.

It's important to understand that Yun Changkong's method of practice is a simplified version of the "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill," using the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" and "Pure Yang Finger" as its framework. It's not difficult for others to imitate it. However, to deeply grasp its profound essence and unify the essence, qi, spirit, and fist techniques is much more challenging.

At this moment, Zu Qianqiu said, "Today is a joyous occasion, old man, why haven't you prepared any wine and dishes yet..."

Yun Changkong said, "No need, I need to rest."

The old man hurriedly replied, "Of course, of course!"

He led Yun Changkong to another room.

Yun Changkong closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. After a while, the old man brought him some medicine. Yun Changkong drank a bowl and rested for another night.

The next day, Yun Changkong and Lan Fenghuang left for Wubagang. Although they were all traveling together, Yun Changkong did not want to be disturbed, so he did not travel with them.

Lan Fenghuang wanted to find a disciple, but Yun Changkong laughed and said, "We're going to see a play. If we bring so many people, and people find out, how will we be able to watch it?"

Blue Phoenix only asks to never be separated from Yun Changkong, even if no one follows her, so of course I agree.

Yun Changkong pondered for a moment and said, "Your outfit is too conspicuous."

Lan Fenghuang nodded and said, "Alright... I'll wear your Han Chinese women's clothes..."

Yun Changkong said, "That won't be necessary. You wear men's clothing, and we'll wear bamboo hats to cover our faces."

Blue Phoenix smiled and said, "Okay, men's clothes look good. I'll go change."

The two changed into more fitted clothing, and by noon they had arrived at the foot of Wubagang.

Looking from afar, Wubagang is not very high, just a few hills, yet there is a constant stream of martial arts practitioners coming and going.

Yun Changkong didn't want to deal with people, so he and Lan Fenghuang moved quickly, starting from a secluded spot with few people, and soon they were on a narrow, winding path.

As they walked, they heard a slightly hoarse male voice sighing from ahead: "Alas, tell me, did that master really fall out with Yun Changkong, or did he really get back together with Linghu Chong?"

A rough-looking man said, "Who knows? Who knows who spread these rumors about being indecisive? If that person finds out, who knows how many more people will die!"

The two stopped talking after that. But both Yun Changkong and Lan Fenghuang understood what they meant.

After a moment, Lan Fenghuang snorted coldly and said, "What a vicious heart, elder brother. I think this rumor was spread by Zuo Lengchan."

Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "Zuo Lengchan himself had no intention of dealing with Ren Yingying. It's highly likely that it was someone surnamed Yang. This is also her fault. The more someone cares about something, the more likely the enemy will attack from that angle!"

Lan Fenghuang nodded.

Ren Yingying is too concerned about her image, so people will embarrass her. If you were as thick-skinned as Yun Changkong, many things would be useless.

The two reached the middle of the mountain, where people from all directions gathered together, making a large group. However, Yun Changkong and Lan Fenghuang were both wearing straw hats and did not stand out. The only ones who did stand out were these demons and monsters.

The two could hear the incessant noise from the hill from afar. When they reached the hill, they saw a large pine forest where countless men were sitting in groups, drinking and playing drinking games. It was truly a lively and bustling scene of the mortal world.

Before long, Linghu Chong was seen being carried up the hill, while Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze walked.

Yun Changkong knew that Ren Yingying would only meet Linghu Chong in secret, so he walked through the pine forest to the southeast corner and looked out into the distance.

After a while, the two sat by the mountainside, and Yun Changkong began to regulate his breathing again until he finished.

Suddenly, Lan Fenghuang raised her head and stammered, "Big...Big Brother..."

Yun Changkong said gently, "Phoenix, please tell me what's on your mind."

Lan Fenghuang said, "I heard from the Holy Maiden that you can heal Linghu Chong's injuries, is that right?"

Yun Changkong was greatly surprised and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

Lan Fenghuang thought for a moment and said, "Brother, you're willing to save a completely unrelated old hag girl, so why aren't you willing to save Linghu Chong? Is there some difference between the two?"

“Not so!” Yun Changkong shook his head and said, “It’s very different. First of all, that old hag wouldn’t live more than a few months if I didn’t help her. Secondly, the old man has gone to such great lengths for this daughter. I deeply understand the love parents have for their children, so I’ll help if I can.”

Linghu Chong's injury, which seemed to be a matter of life and death, was actually a good thing. People were scrambling to save him; it was just a matter of whether he would survive...

Suddenly, Yun Changkong stopped speaking and said nothing more. Moreover, his smile vanished, and his gaze sharpened as he stared intently into the distance.

Lan Fenghuang was quite surprised and asked in confusion, "What?" She followed his gaze. Her eyes widened instantly, as if she were stunned, and she murmured, "She really came?"

Upon seeing her expression, Yun Changkong laughed heartily: "How could I possibly be wrong about your husband? Let's go!" He then gracefully leaped down, leading Lan Fenghuang by the hand.

It turned out that Yun Changkong had spotted a strange group in the distance. The word "strange" was certainly not an exaggeration to describe this group, given its unusual composition.

Sixteen people were carrying an unusually large blue sedan chair along the mountain road, with four maids in green robes beside it.

These sedan chair bearers carried the large sedan chair as if it were nothing on their shoulders, and the sedan chair remained so stable that it did not sway or shake at all. Who could do this if they did not have superb skills?
Leading the way was a gaunt old man in gray robes, seemingly acting as a guard.

This grand spectacle was no less impressive than that of kings and nobles, and it was completely out of place amidst the gathering of wind and rain from all directions, and the demons and monsters.

Yun Changkong initially saw it out of curiosity, but Lan Fenghuang immediately recognized it as the Holy Maiden's pomp and circumstance. So, had Yun Changkong guessed everything correctly?
Even if the Holy Maiden returns to Blackwood Cliff, she will still come to Five Tyrants Hill.

Yun Changkong chuckled and said, "Phoenix, you must promise me you won't make a sound. We'll just watch the show. If you sell yourself to me, this woman will be too shy to play anymore."

Lan Fenghuang gave a flirtatious wink and spat, "You're laughing at my friend right in front of me, what kind of behavior is that? Besides, if she finds out, won't she turn against me?"

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "She's looking for her lover, she doesn't care about you."

Lan Fenghuang nodded and said earnestly, "I hope you're right!" She genuinely hoped that Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying would be together.

These two are a perfect match!

In particular, I heard Yun Changkong explain the principle of "balancing fullness and emptiness, and connecting existence and non-existence".

Of course, there was another little ulterior motive.

She was afraid that Yun Changkong might fall for the Holy Maiden, or that the Holy Maiden might fall for Yun Changkong.

For Miao women, one good pair is enough. If Yun Changkong's wife hadn't passed away, how could she have so easily given away her jade-like body?

As the two were talking, they arrived at a valley-shaped basin halfway up the mountain.

Suddenly, Yun Changkong stopped and hid behind a rock with Lan Fenghuang.

The procession in the distance had stopped.

The two looked over and saw the sedan chair bearers and maidservants with solemn expressions. The sedan chair bearers put down the sedan chair, and the sixteen people stood several feet away from the sedan chair in eight directions.

Yun Changkong used his internal energy to listen, and heard a voice coming from inside the sedan chair: "Let them all scatter. What kind of mess would it make if they all gathered together?"

Although the distance was great, her voice was clear, melodious, and pleasant to the ear; it was indeed Ren Yingying.

"Yes!" The old man with the green bamboo, who had been expressionless, suddenly opened and closed his eyes with a cold glint in them, and his body swayed as he headed towards Wubagang.

Before long, figures could be seen in the distance, many of whom were rushing to be laid off.

Yun Changkong thought to himself, "Clearing the room before falling in love, girl, you're really good at that!"

As dusk settled and the earth turned a pale gray, and the setting sun shone like gold, Old Man Green Bamboo returned and said, "Aunt, everyone on the hill has left, except for Linghu Chong. He fainted again because he was heartbroken that his master, mistress, and junior sister were not there."

The person inside the sedan chair hummed in agreement and then said, "Linghu Chong is a truly upright and loyal man. That's why I'm trying to save his life. Should we go and take a look?"

Green Bamboo Elder coughed lightly and said, "Auntie, you have a brilliant idea. Shall we all go together?"

Ren Yingying said, "You've arranged everything so well, I should thank you properly. How can you not go?"

Old Man Green Bamboo nodded and said, "Alright, let's do it together..."

The words had already left his mouth when he realized his mistake and quickly stopped talking.

Ren Yingying let out a soft sigh, almost as if she were talking to herself, and said, "Have you seen that Yue family girl?"

The old man with green bamboo said, "I saw him."

Ren Yingying said, "How about it? Isn't she a very beautiful woman who can make the unrestrained Linghu Chong's heroic spirit melt away and his arrogance dissipate?"

The old man with green bamboo remained silent.

Ren Yingying suddenly chuckled and said, "Let this old woman go and see Master Linghu." As she spoke, the sedan curtain was lifted, and a woman dressed in green with a black veil covering her face stepped out. She was carrying a seven-stringed zither and said, "You may go."

"Yes!" Green Bamboo Elder and the others turned and left without any hesitation.

Yun Changkong and Lan Fenghuang held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear that they would be halfway there after traveling a hundred miles.

Seeing that everyone had left, Ren Yingying used her movement technique to run towards the hillside and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yun Changkong was about to give chase when Lan Fenghuang pulled him back and whispered, "Don't chase, the Holy Maiden is very cautious."

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "I was too hasty."

After a while, Lan Fenghuang finally said, "Let's go!"

It was already dark when the two of them reached the hilltop. A few notes of a zither drifted over, their elegant, slow, and gentle melody like a soft sigh.
Yun Changkong was startled and stopped in his tracks.

Blue Phoenix said, "Go up quickly."

She was, after all, a woman, and she could see the Holy Maiden make a fool of herself. At first, she was afraid, but she was also excited. Now, she was even more interested than Yun Changkong.

Yun Changkong nodded and hurried on, the sound of the zither echoing from the hillside. Suddenly, he heard Linghu Chong say, "Junior Linghu Chong greets senior."

Yun Changkong and Lan Fenghuang entered the pine forest in a few leaps and bounds, where they saw Linghu Chong bowing respectfully to a thatched hut.

The sound of the zither continued in the thatched hut. Linghu Chong, in his unconscious state, found it very soothing and asked, "Are you that old woman from Luoyang?"

No one spoke, but the music seemed to carry a hint of joy.

Linghu Chong asked loudly, "May I ask if Granny would be so kind as to show herself?" The sound of the zither seemed to carry a hint of pity.

Linghu Chong shouted, "Who are you? Are you the all-powerful Holy Maiden?"

He was drinking with some people when suddenly everyone ran away, and someone even said, "Holy...supernatural power...oh dear!" He was so frightened that he couldn't even finish his sentence.

In the past, Linghu Chong would not have understood what "Saint" represented, but now he went straight to the point.

Suddenly the music stopped, and a calm woman's voice came from inside the shed: "Do you still want to die?"

Linghu Chong's heart skipped a beat, and he thought, "How did she know I wanted to die? Could it be that the Holy Maiden is truly all-powerful?"

Ren Yingying then said, "If you haven't given up on this idea, why bother meeting me?"

Linghu Chong coughed lightly and said, "These are two different things. I have lost all interest in living, but being able to meet with a learned and elegant person before I die would be some consolation!"

Ren Yingying sneered, "You've given up on yourself, so easily talking about death, you're a coward. What makes you think you can make me come out and see you?"

Linghu Chong couldn't help but shout, "If I am so worthless, why do you insist on having so many friends save my life?"

Ren Yingying remained silent for a long time.

Linghu Chong said, "If Granny refuses to come out, I will go and pay my respects. What do you think?"

Ren Yingying suddenly said, "You can come to see me, but you have to agree to one condition first!"

Linghu Chong was taken aback, thinking to himself, "This woman has quite the airs!" He immediately asked, "What are her conditions?"

Ren Yingying said, "As long as you agree to help me kill Yun Changkong, I will allow you to come and see me!"

Upon hearing this, both Yun Changkong and Linghu Chong were taken aback.

Linghu Chong was taken aback and said, "What grudge do you have against Hero Yun that you want to kill him? Besides, how could I possibly kill him?"

"Are you scared?" Ren Yingying sneered, "You're not even afraid of death, yet you're afraid of Yun Changkong alone? It's a waste that the Dugu Nine Swords were passed down to you!"

Linghu Chong said, "What's there to be afraid of? I have no grudge against Hero Yun. He even saved my junior sister. I'm so grateful. How could I kill him?"

Ren Yingying sneered, "It's because of your junior sister again!"

Hearing her say this, Linghu Chong's curiosity grew even stronger, and he said, "So you wanted to save my life so you could use me to kill Hero Yun?"

Ren Yingying was furious and said, "I saved you only because I believed that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda!"

Linghu Chong was even more unconvinced and said, "There are so many people in the world, why did you save me alone? You must have ulterior motives!"

Ren Yingying suddenly sighed and said, "Actually, the reason is very simple. It's because there is no one else in the world as devoted and single-minded as you. I have never seen anyone like you in my life."

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong thought of Yue Lingshan, felt a surge of heat in his body, and collapsed to the ground with a groan.

Ren Yingying sighed softly and said, "You're thinking about your junior sister again?"

Linghu Chong's face flushed.

Ren Yingying said, "If your junior sister doesn't want you, then it's because she's not lucky."

Linghu Chong exclaimed, "My junior sister is exceptionally beautiful and pure. It is I, Linghu Chong, who am unrestrained and dissolute, who am not worthy of her at all!"

Ren Yingying sighed, "It's never a blessing for a woman to be too beautiful. As the saying goes, beauty is often short-lived; you just haven't seen enough of that."

Because men are more likely to be attracted to a woman because of her appearance, while ordinary women are more likely to find a sincere and loving husband. Her voice was very sad.

Yun Changkong thought this made sense.

When a gentleman talks about love, he speaks of a meeting of souls, of exclusivity, and of devotion.

But a scumbag like him always judges people by their appearance.

He finds himself drawn to flirting with beautiful women, and if the opportunity arises, he'll take advantage of them sexually. As for genuine feelings, that's a matter of what happens after they've slept together. Therefore, to avoid encountering someone like him, it's actually a good thing if the woman is a little ugly. (End of Chapter)