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

Chapter 31 Words of Advice
The moment Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu knelt down, the members of the Sky Eagle Cult were furious, their eyes blazing with rage. They wanted nothing more than to unleash a hail of arrows and turn Yun Changkong into a pincushion. But whether they could actually do it was another matter. With Yin Yewang in their hands, they were hesitant to act rashly, so they could only endure it.

Yin Yewang was heartbroken. He knew that martial arts heroes took life and death lightly, but they would never be humiliated.

The saying "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated" means valuing one's reputation more than one's life.

In the past, Yunhe's escort flag was stolen, his arm was severed, and he swore an oath. Although he survived, this humiliation was no different from death, which is why he retired from the escort business. And that's why Yun Changkong came to his door today.

Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu were inferior in skill, and if they were killed by Yun Changkong directly, they would have gotten away with it quickly. However, Yun Changkong's demands, although they were supposed to be an eye for an eye, were still hard to accept!

It should be understood that most people are lenient with themselves but strict with others. The saying "be lenient with others and strict with yourself" is truly only achieved by the great sages.

Therefore, at this time there was a custom of kneeling and kowtowing, and there was still a saying that "a man's knees are worth gold." Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu would never have knelt down to anyone, even if they were beaten to death.

But when Yun Changkong told the two to kneel down, they knelt down despite their angry expressions, without any resistance.

Chang Kong knew that it wasn't that the people of the Sky Eagle Cult were honest and trustworthy, but rather that they were afraid he would put the "Seven Star Nails" on Yin Yewang. But they must have an antidote for this, so why were they so afraid?
Wang Xiaotian sighed and said, "If I remember correctly, the three heroes of Wudang, Yu, were once afflicted by these 'Seven Star Nails' and suffered greatly from their torment. Just how potent is this poison?"

Yun Changkong said, "Therefore, it is necessary to let Hall Master Yin demonstrate and broaden everyone's horizons!"

Yin Yewang's face twitched.

Peng Yingyu hurriedly said, "Young Master Yun, you mustn't do that! If you do that, Ye Wang's martial arts will be ruined, and then there will be no way to fix it."

It turns out that the poison in the Seven Star Nails is extremely potent. Even if one takes the antidote, it can only save them from death, but their martial arts skills can never be restored.

In the original story, both Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting had their limbs broken by the "Vajra Finger of Might". Both were treated by Zhang Wuji with the "Black Jade Destructive Ointment". Yin Liting's martial arts were fully restored, while Yu Daiyan could only walk and his martial arts could never be fully restored. This was due to the different lengths of time that the two had been injured, but it was also due to the poison of the "Seven Star Nails".

After all, the "Vajra Finger" is only an external injury to the tendons and bones, not an internal poison.

Therefore, Yin Yewang suffered a crushing defeat and lost all his reputation. If he were to be poisoned again, wouldn't he become a cripple for life?

Even though Yin Yewang was fearless, he was somewhat flustered when he heard that Chang Kong wanted him to taste the "Seven Star Nails".

Seeing that their young master had become like this and had already lost his reputation, Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu decided not to care about saving face and knelt down readily.

"I see!" Yun Changkong chuckled. "This truly is as Hall Master Yin described—a loyal and chivalrous hero!"

Yin Yewang glared at him and said, "If you want to kill me, then kill me. What kind of hero makes you by spouting sarcastic remarks?"

"A hero?" Chang Kong chuckled. "Is someone like Yu Daiyan a hero? You broke your promise back then, and when he asked you for the antidote, didn't you make sarcastic remarks? Have you forgotten?"

With a look of grief and indignation, Yin Yewang cried out, "Brothers, my defeat today does not mean the Sky Eagle Sect has lost. Tell my father not to worry about me, but to mobilize the entire sect to avenge this great humiliation for us."

Peng Yingyu sighed, "Wild King, why must you do this? My junior brother Zhou Ziwang and I started a rebellion, but were wiped out by the Tartars. We never thought of giving up. You only lost a martial arts contest, so what? Why be so resolute?"

Yun Changkong sneered, "Yin Yewang, don't try to act tough with me. Since I, Yun Changkong, dared to come here, I neither take your Tianying Sect seriously nor value my own life too much."

I just want to know, what does it feel like for vicious people like you to be forced by others to do things you don't want to do!

"Amitabha!" Monk Peng said, "Young Hero Yun, may I have a word to say?"

Yun Changkong slowly said, "Monk Peng, we are on different paths and cannot work together. You'd better keep your mouth shut!"

Monk Peng said, "Young Hero Yun, there is a lot of prejudice against our Ming Cult in the martial arts world. But you should know that even the crops in a field can be good or bad, and a group of people can be good or evil!"

Yun Changkong coldly said, "If I didn't know this principle, would you still have the chance to speak?"

I only restrict your actions and don't silence you because you are different from most people in the Ming Cult and are single-mindedly focused on the great cause of expelling the barbarians. I just don't want to embarrass you too much!

"If it were someone like Yang Xiao, Xie Xun, or Wei Yixiao who dared to interfere in my affairs and even turn their backs on me, I would have killed them with a single palm strike!"

Monk Peng said, "It is precisely because you, young hero, are kind-hearted and have left room for me that I have such kind words to offer."

Yun Changkong said, "Monk Peng, you don't need to offer your kind words, and I won't accept them."

As you saw, originally, one person should bear the consequences of their own actions. I only wanted to find the Yin brothers and didn't want to involve anyone else. But the tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease; Yin Yewang insisted on joining the fray. He was outmatched, and he used a poisoned nail to ambush me; he deserved to die.

However, five years ago, I killed Yin Wushou, but I was powerless to do so, so I had to perform the 'donkey cart drift' to leave the Yin brothers with nowhere to take revenge, and they could only burn down the house to vent their hatred!

If I kill someone again today and just leave, wouldn't all my five years of martial arts training have been for nothing?

So I'm going to take down Yin Tianzheng and then deal with his son, once and for all!
But aside from him, let alone you, even if it were your Ming Cult leader Yang Dingtian, if you insisted on getting involved in this mess, even if I couldn't defeat you, I would crush Yin Yewang's head first. You should save your breath."

Yin Yewang's expression changed several times, and he hesitated to speak. Everyone was stunned. Only then did they realize that Yun Changkong had sent someone to invite Yin Tianzheng, intending to take down the Tianying Sect in one fell swoop!

Wang Xiaotian clapped his hands and laughed, "Brother Yun, what a magnificent spirit you have!"

Peng Yingyu smiled bitterly and said, "How can a monk compare to Master Yang? You are so young, yet your martial arts are so high. You may not be able to match Master Yang in his prime, but you will have a chance to defeat him in the future. But one thing is certain: as things stand, you will never be able to match him!"

"What?" Chang Kong asked curiously.

Peng Yingyu said, "You lack martial ethics. My Master Yang would never attack someone who has their back to him!"

He couldn't help but feel resentful about being attacked from behind by Yun Changkong.

Yun Changkong chuckled: "Vague and ethereal, not worth mentioning!"

Peng Yingyu said, "How can martial virtue be something ethereal and unreal?"
Throughout history, countless martial arts masters have emerged, but those who can lead the martial arts world require more than just superior martial arts skills; they must also possess extraordinary martial virtues. Otherwise, no matter how high one's martial arts skills are, they will only inspire fear, not respect.

The reason why our Ming Cult has fallen into internal strife and fragmented since the time of Yang Jiaozhu is not because we lack masters whose skills surpass those of others, but because we lack a person whose virtue can command the respect of all.

Even though our Ming Cult is called a demonic cult by the world, it still behaves this way; those prestigious sects value martial virtue even more. Regardless of their true character behind the scenes, aren't they all presentable and dignified in front of the world, maintaining a respectable image?
The Shaolin Temple is a prestigious and orthodox sect, renowned for its authentic martial arts and revered by all. It is the most powerful sect in the world. Since you possess unparalleled skills, you must have expended considerable effort on their side. Your actions may not be what they wish for.

Like Yin Yewang, he believed that Yun Changkong was a member of the Shaolin Temple.

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "Alright, Monk Peng, I have to admit that some of what you said makes sense. When Han Qianye went to Bright Peak to seek revenge on Yang Dingtian, his courage was commendable, but it also showed his deep faith in Yang Dingtian's virtue."

Yang Dingtian did not disappoint him. Knowing that he would die if he went down into the cold pool, he was prepared to give his life there and did not break his promise to enrich himself.

This quality of valuing promises more than life itself—even you messengers of light, protectors of the Dharma, and wandering hermits don't abuse your power. In this respect, I, Yun, am indeed inferior.

"Your words demonstrate your great character!" Peng Yingyu said.

Chang Kong waved his hand: "But so what if I can't beat you? It doesn't matter to me. You have your way, and I have mine. You can't convince me."

You should just wait quietly for the White-browed Eagle King to arrive and watch the show. If you annoy me, don't blame me for striking your speech acupoint, turning you into a complete block of wood. That wouldn't look good, and it wouldn't sound good either.

Peng Yingyu smiled slightly and said, "I am grateful to the monk. Then I will say one last thing. If you still do not listen, I promise to keep quiet."

Yun Changkong said, "Monk, to be honest, I don't really like listening to what my father and grandmother say, so why do you have to?"

Peng Yingyu said, "You should know the principles of a true man. You have the spirit to not take my Yang Sect Leader seriously, and you also have the courage to wait for Yin Baimei. Yin Baimei has come from Haiyan County, which is dozens of kilometers away. It is definitely not something that can be done in a short time."

"You still have the jungler in your hands, the situation is entirely under your control, don't you have the magnanimity to listen to a few words from the monk?"

Chang Kong smiled and said, "If that's how you put it, it would be unreasonable of me not to listen. Go ahead and say it. But don't give me any more nonsense."

“Alright!” Peng Yingyu said, “This monk dares not disobey!”
The monk's travels throughout the world are not an exaggeration. Among the younger generation in the martial arts world, not to mention Song Qingshu of Wudang, even throughout history, you are the first of your age.

When Zhang Zhenren of Wudang was sixteen, he was still being chased by Shaolin monks. This shows that your skills are extraordinary, and you have powerful backers who must have high hopes for you!
Young heroes are no ordinary people; they should do extraordinary things. Now, the Mongol Tartars treat us Han people like cattle and horses. We should unite as one, stop the killing and fighting, and take it as our duty to expel the Tartars.

Your life-or-death struggle is just letting the Tartars reap the benefits.
Think about it, you've made such a big commotion, yet the Tartar soldiers haven't come to check on you yet. Why?
Isn't it just that they want us Han people to fight each other to the death?

If this matter could end here, wouldn't it be a great blessing for you personally, for the Yun family, and even for the martial arts world and the entire nation?

(End of this chapter)