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

Chapter 28 Young Master of the Sky Eagle
The sound of those words was like needles piercing everyone's ears, making everyone feel extremely uncomfortable. Clearly, the voice was strong and carried far up the stairs.

Yun Changkong's expression also turned serious; the newcomer's internal strength was extraordinary.

The sect leader exclaimed with delight, "The young sect leader has arrived!" He hurriedly went to the top of the stairs to greet him, and the other members of the Sky Eagle Sect were also overjoyed.

Yun Changkong's defeat of Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu sent shockwaves through the entire Sky Eagle Sect. The sect leader, Master Feng, knew his own martial arts were no match for the two; even their combined strength had led to their defeat. He was certain he wouldn't stand a chance, even if he were to fight them. But if he didn't intervene and watched Yun Changkong deal with them, the sect's strict rules would surely prevent him from being punished. Just as he was worrying about this, his savior arrived.

Some daring people were gathered downstairs watching the commotion when they heard the noise and turned around to look.

A man in white appeared around the street corner. He waved a folding fan, exuding elegance. He walked downstairs, his white figure flashed, and then soared into the sky.

Those upstairs saw a white figure, like a swallow soaring through the clouds, gracefully slip through the window and land inside the building.

Peng Yingyu and Wang Xiaotian exclaimed loudly, "What amazing lightness skill!"

Yun Changkong clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Amazing!"

Regardless of whether they are enemies or not, martial arts practitioners will have their own judgment when they see martial arts skills; if it is good, it is good!
As soon as this person entered, all the disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect bowed down, displaying extreme respect.

It should be known that after Yin Susu's death, the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng was unwilling to wage war again and handed over the affairs of the Heavenly Eagle Sect to his son. Yin Yewang was nominally only the head of the Heavenly Micro Hall, but in reality, he was the acting leader, as he had long held power.

The sect leader bowed and pointed to the sky, saying, "Young Master, this Yun family brat is arrogant and disrespectful to our sect. Please give the order to execute him!"

"This fellow?" Yun Changkong chuckled. "Master Feng, you'd better remember this word!"

For some reason, the altar master felt a chill run down his spine.

Yin Yewang possessed profound inner strength and heard Yun Changkong's words from afar, but when he saw his face, he couldn't help but be somewhat taken aback.

As the saying goes, "Only a fierce dragon can cross the river!" Anyone who dares to go to Jiaxing to settle a score with the servant of the leader of the Sky Eagle Sect is no ordinary person. As soon as Yin Yewang received the news, he immediately realized that the other party was not someone to be trifled with, so he followed. However, when he saw Yun Changkong, he was still greatly surprised.

As the saying goes, "Wealth adorns a house, virtue adorns a person," and there is also a saying: "A belly full of poetry and books naturally exudes elegance." The same applies to martial arts. Although Yun Changkong is young, he has practiced divine skills since childhood and has achieved great success in martial arts. He has the air of a young sect leader and his demeanor is extremely extraordinary.

Moreover, Yin Yewang had been through many great battles and possessed keen insight. He noticed that Yun Changkong's inner strength was profound, and his eyes flashed with a hidden brilliance, clearly indicating that his internal strength was already extremely solid, definitely not inferior to his own. Even with his arrogance and self-confidence, he couldn't help but nod inwardly: "No wonder this boy makes such boastful claims, he is indeed extraordinary."

Yin Yewang immediately raised his fan and said, "Master Feng, regardless of friend or foe, all who come are guests. How can my great Tianying Sect be so rude?"

He spoke gently and kindly, yet his tone carried an inherent authority. If one did not know that this man was Yin Yewang, a renowned figure in the martial arts world, one would surely mistake him for a noble young master from a royal family.

"Yes!" The altar master immediately bowed his head.

Yin Yewang clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chang Kong and said, "You seem to disregard my Sky Eagle Sect? May I ask which master you are?"

Yun Changkong saw that he was dressed in a white robe, with a refined and handsome appearance. He was about forty years old and had a noble temperament. There was no trace of the fiery temper of a martial arts master. On the left side of his white robe was embroidered a small black eagle with its wings spread, which was slightly different from the robe of the altar master.

Yun Changkong clasped his hands and laughed, "Brother Yin truly lives up to his reputation as the White-browed Eagle King. My husband left me room to maneuver when I came out to do things, but I was forced to do so by the circumstances just now."

"Your family's martial arts skills are truly too high. In my attempt to win, I was a little careless in my attack. Now that you're here, please give them some advice. We're all in this together, risking our lives for a bit of face, so don't put me in such a difficult position."

His answer was irrelevant, clearly showing that he didn't take Yin Yewang seriously.

Yin Yewang was shocked and furious: "You want face, but I don't?" But he smiled and said: "It's fine! Since..." He was about to challenge him to a duel when his aura surged through his body.

But then I heard a few "hmm" sounds.

When everyone turned around, they saw that it was Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu, leaning against the wall, their faces flushed and their expressions very painful.

Everyone except Yun Changkong was shocked.

It should be understood that among martial arts practitioners, the struggles, killings, cruelty, and scorn are endless, all for the sake of "fame".

Once you lose your reputation and have no standing in the martial arts world, it's worse than death!
Therefore, there is a saying that if someone doesn't cry out in pain even after having their arm cut off, they are considered a true hero of the martial arts world. If someone groans, even if they are cut off, they will be looked down upon.

Yin Yewang was well aware of the formidable martial arts skills of Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu, which were far from ordinary. They were also known for their strong personalities; when many masters in the martial arts world besieged the three of them, they refused to yield even at the cost of their lives.

It was this tough-guy demeanor that prompted his father to come to his rescue. Now, they don't seem to have any external injuries, yet they're groaning like cowards. It's embarrassing, but also quite unexpected.

Yin Yewang immediately sensed that something was amiss and dared not act rashly. He frowned and walked towards the two of them.

The greater one's reputation in the martial arts world, the more precautions one has to take.

After all, no one wants to suffer a defeat and have their lifelong reputation ruined. Not to mention that Yin Yewang has been so famous in the martial arts world for more than ten years that even the leaders of the major martial arts sects dare not underestimate him. But when facing a young upstart like Yun Changkong, once he makes a move...

We won, it was only right.

They lost; they're just a name without substance, they can't escape it.

It is not unacceptable for a martial artist to be inferior in skill to others, but it is unacceptable for their reputation to be ruined by someone less skilled than themselves.

In the original story, the White-Browed Eagle King was seriously injured and was about to die and his sect was destroyed. His last thought was that if his lifelong reputation were ruined by the Wudang Sect, it would be fine, but if he were to fall into the hands of the Kongtong Sect, it would be something he would be very upset about. That's the point.

For example, when the three great monks of Shaolin Temple challenged Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng refused to accept the challenge.

It's just that their reputations are not equal. The Shaolin side has no psychological burden in attacking them, while you have been known as the number one in the world for decades. Wouldn't it be stupid to fight you one-on-one?
Zhang Sanfeng accepted the challenge and won. All he would get was a comment: "Master Zhang originated from Shaolin. His martial arts skills are indeed superior to his master's. He truly lives up to his reputation!"

But if you lose even a single move, or even just get slapped, there will be plenty of voices saying that this old man is just a fraud, that he's the best in the world but a charlatan.

Or perhaps Zhao Min's subordinate, Ah San, challenges the severely injured Zhang Sanfeng!

They don't seek victory, but only a battle.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng is a seriously injured old man, as long as he can fight to a draw, he will have made a huge profit!

This is where the difference between having unequal prestige lies!
Therefore, once Yin Yewang realized that although Yun Changkong was young, his martial arts skills were extraordinary, he walked towards Yin Wufu and Wulu, wanting to learn more about him.

Yin Yewang walked these few steps as if his feet didn't touch the dust, his movements were extremely light and agile.

"What a magnificent display of skill!" Peng Yingyu clapped his hands in praise again. He had seen Yin Tianzheng use this lightness skill before, and if only agility and speed were considered, Yin Yewang was no less than his father.

Yin Yewang then cupped his hands in greeting with his fan and smiled at Peng Yingyu, saying, "So it's Master Peng. It's been a long time."

Peng Yingyu laughed and said, "I've often heard people say that your martial arts surpass your master's. Seeing it today, I can see that the old man with white eyebrows was indeed inferior to you when he was young. His reputation is well-deserved."

Peng Yingyu was a monk, yet he was exceptionally fervent, deeply concerned with the suffering of the people, and determined to save the nation and restore peace to the world. His ideas differed greatly from those of other members of the Ming Cult; he sought to unite heroes and valiant individuals from across the land, pooling their wisdom and strength. Therefore, he constantly strived to revitalize the Ming Cult, persuading various individuals to do so.

Like Yin Yewang, he saw that Yun Changkong was incredibly skilled and must have a powerful backer. He knew that once he clashed with Yin Yewang, regardless of who won or lost, the outcome would be uncertain.

Given the current state of affairs in the martial arts world, a major calamity could easily ensue, which would be detrimental to the expulsion of the Tartars. Therefore, it's best to first flatter Yin Yewang, allowing him to accept the praise without hesitation, in order to persuade him later.

"You flatter me!" Yin Yewang smiled slightly, tucked his folding fan behind his neck, bent down, and placed his hands on the pulses of Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu.

Yin Wufu and Wulu were both kicked in the lower abdomen by Changkong, which is the location of the Qi Sea, a vital point in the body. No matter how light Changkong's strike was, it contained divine power, and they were already in excruciating pain.

It should be known that the "Arhat Subduing Demon Skill" is extremely powerful and yang. A scorching internal force churns back and forth in the dantian, causing the internal organs to feel as if they are being fried in a pot of oil. The two of them used all their strength but could not relieve this pain, which is why they appeared to have such abscesses.

To be honest, they can't even commit suicide right now!

Yun He's pain from losing an arm was so intense that even if Yun Changkong didn't cut off their arms now, he would still make them suffer.

Yun Changkong was determined to force the other party to take matters into their own hands and cut off his own arm before he could feel satisfied.

Upon taking Chang Kong's pulse, Yin Yewang's expression changed drastically. His brows furrowed, and his gaze sharpened like steel needles, piercing Chang Kong's face. He was utterly astonished: "This seems to be Shaolin internal energy, yet it doesn't quite seem like it? Where did this kid learn it? Could he be a Shaolin disciple? He's so young. If he grows up in a few years, what will become of him? How will I, Yin Yewang, have a place in the martial arts world?"

At this moment, Yin Yewang dared not underestimate Yun Changkong and became wary: "Today, we must take advantage of this young man's immaturity and strike him dead or crippled with a single blow to prevent future troubles."

But then I thought, "Monk Peng is here, I wonder what his purpose is. If I directly order an attack, wouldn't he be underestimating the Sky Eagle Sect? Hmm, I need to make another preparation! I must call my father and uncles here, we absolutely cannot let this boy leave this place alive!"

His thoughts were fleeting, and he glanced at the altar master again.

Yin Yewang took out a pill sealed with white wax from his bosom, crushed the wax seal, took out two pills, and fed them to Yin Wufu and Wulu. Then he massaged their abdomens and used his internal energy to neutralize the medicinal effects.

Seeing Yin Yewang's glance, the altar master knew he was also a treacherous person. He immediately understood, walked to the window, took out a conch shell, and started blowing on it.

This is the Eagle Cult's method of warning, informing the enemy of a formidable foe.

Yun Changkong knew Yin Yewang's character perfectly well, but he was fearless and allowed Yin Yewang to rescue the Yin Wufu brothers. He also urged Yin Yewang to bring reinforcements as soon as possible. It would be even better if Yin Tianzheng came. The battle against the Tianying Sect would begin today. Instead, he sat down again, looking quite carefree.

Chang Kong said to Wang Xiaotian, "Brother, why don't you run first as a sign of respect?"

Upon hearing the name "Conch Shell," Xiaotian knew things were in grave danger, but being the most adept at finding humor, he said, "If we run now, what face will we have left? I'd rather die than run!"

Seeing him shaking his head like a rattle drum, Chang Kong laughed and said, "Is face more important or life? This world is full of despicable people who are unworthy of their reputation. They are capable of bullying the weak and the strong. I am ready to run away at any time."

Wang Xiaotian's eyes widened as he said, "Brother, at this moment, face is the most important thing!"
If you and I run away when Yin Yewang comes, it will be said in the martial arts world that we were so scared that we ran away with our butts between our legs. What kind of talk is that?

I dare not guess what Uncle Yun is thinking, but my master would rather I die here than see me humiliated like this.

Chang Kong sighed, "This is called 'a wise man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him,' how is it shameful? These old men are really too old-fashioned!"

Wang Xiaotian chuckled and said, "Brother, you've fought two against one, a feat unprecedented and unparalleled. It's true that King Yin Ye is terrified and wants to outnumber us. But we need to make him completely lose face as the White-browed Eagle King and order an attack on us before we talk about the wise man not fighting a losing battle!"

Chang Kong laughed heartily.

The two of them were in a dangerous situation, and they were exchanging words here. Although their voices were not loud, there were many experts upstairs with amazing hearing. No one could miss the sarcasm in their words.

Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu were seriously injured. Upon hearing the words "bullying the weak with the strong and the few with the many," they were both ashamed and angry.

The Sky Eagle Cult members were also furious, but dared not retaliate because King Yin Ye was present.

Peng Yingyu thought to herself, "Yin Yewang has arrived, and you two are still saying such things. Isn't this just adding fuel to the fire? You really don't know your place." She shook her head slightly.

After taking the medicine, Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu, aided by Yin Yewang's internal energy, experienced a reduction in the redness on their faces and a more even breathing.
Yin Wufu's beard trembled, he swallowed hard, and said in a hoarse voice, "Young Master, what brings you here?"

Yin Yewang said, "I heard that someone wanted to take revenge on my two uncles. I knew something was wrong, so I rushed over. I didn't expect that a hero could indeed emerge from among the young!"

Yin Wulu said in a hoarse voice, "Young Master, we have disgraced you and Master. Just kill us."

Yin Yewang laughed and said, "Who wouldn't admire the loyalty and chivalry of my two uncles? It is an honor for our Heavenly Eagle Sect to have you two. This temporary defeat can be recovered. How is it shameful?"

Yin Yewang was extremely cunning, and his status was now far different from before, requiring him to win people's hearts. Whether through recruitment or bribery, the appearances had to be maintained. These words were spoken tactfully and kindly, pleasing to the ear, which not only moved Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu to gratitude.

The Sky Eagle Cult members also showed expressions of admiration, exclaiming, "The young cult leader is right!"

"Let's see the young master annihilate the Yun family brat..."

Suddenly, Chang Kong grabbed a handful of chopsticks, flicked his wrist, and with a sizzle, everyone who had spoken earlier fell silent.

Clang, clang, clang, several chopsticks fell to the ground.

Chang Kong's attack was swift and unexpected, leaving everyone utterly astonished.

Yin Yewang remained silent and slowly rose, secretly astonished. Yun Changkong sat motionless, casually picking up chopsticks, his accuracy in striking acupoints and his skill in applying force were both exquisite.

These were all elite disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect; their faces were contorted in pain, and large beads of sweat streamed down their foreheads.
But their clothes weren't even torn, how could that not surprise a martial arts expert like Yin Yewang?
Yun Changkong said calmly, "It's only natural for a nobody to flatter a leader, but to use your backside to press down on my face is going too far."

Yin Wufu was shocked and furious. He said, "Your internal strength is strong, and I can't wait. But since you want to avenge Yunhe, but judging from your skills, it seems to have nothing to do with the Yun family. What are you so arrogant about!"

"What's with the arrogance?" Chang Kong smiled slightly. "There are many things in this world that I can't understand. Alright, since a big shot like Brother Yin is here, I'll give him face. Whether you offer the flag or not, whether you cut off the arm or not, whether you swear an oath or not, just give me a straight answer. I'm busy!"

(End of this chapter)