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

Chapter 42 Listening to Secrets in the Night
Yun Changkong gathered his strength and tiptoed, maintaining a distance of more than ten zhang as he followed the dark figure.

Of all the skills he possessed in martial arts, his greatest mastery lay in lightness skill, because he always believed in the strategy of "running away if you can't win." Therefore, he not only had a special fondness for lightness skill, but also put the most effort into it.

At this moment, he was dressed in night clothes, with even the cuffs and hem of his clothes tied up tightly. Once the "Golden Goose Skill" was used, there was not even a sound of his clothes fluttering in the wind. It was truly silent and stealthy.

Although the person in front was exceptionally light-footed and extremely alert, constantly looking left and right, Chang Kong immediately concealed himself whenever he turned around, amused inwardly thinking, "I'm following you, you can look around and still not notice me, can you?"

Yun Changkong no longer cared where he went. Instead, he found it interesting to follow him. He watched his thin figure, which moved like a bobbing star on the rooftop, and after a winding journey, he landed and knocked on the door knocker of a vermilion door seven times, lightly and heavily.

The vermilion gate opened wide, and someone whispered, "Mr. Cheng?"

The dark figure nodded, then with a swift movement, entered the door and left.

Given the width of the door and the obstruction of the person opening it, the dark figure would have had no chance of passing through. However, he turned to the side and disappeared into the deep darkness like a piece of paper, demonstrating remarkable lightness skill, which was definitely no less than that of Yin Tianzheng.

Chang Kong watched the door close, lost in thought. Although the man's voice was low, Chang Kong still heard "Mr. Cheng." Seeing the man's impressive martial arts skills and his familiar manner, Chang Kong couldn't help but think, "Could this man be Cheng Kun? Is this the back gate of the Ruyang Prince's Mansion?"

He only went to the front gate during the day to scout the area. The gate was relatively small, so it was probably the back gate of a manor. Whether it was the Prince of Ruyang's residence or not, he couldn't be sure.

But now that things have come to this, regardless of whether it is true or not, just because of this "Mr. Cheng," Chang Kong has no choice but to go in and take a look.

Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, and he immediately floated to the foot of the wall. Listening intently, he heard the rustling of wind through the grass and the sound of many breaths from inside the wall, clearly indicating that someone was on guard.

He then began to use his "gecko wall-climbing skills" to stick to the wall and slowly move upwards.

Given Yun Changkong's lightness skill, he could easily leap over the wall, which was over two zhang high.

But he came here to gather information. If this were the Prince of Ruyang's residence, there would surely be many experts here. If he were to reveal his whereabouts, then his trip tonight would have been in vain.

Great things often go wrong because of the details!

Yun Changkong climbed onto the wall and saw that it was decorated with iron nails and copper bells, which were obviously designed to prevent night travelers. He reached out and gently crushed them, removed them, and tucked them tightly into his waistband without making a sound.

Although it was a bit tedious to do, Chang Kong found it quite interesting.

It was his first time being a thief, and he was filled with excitement!

It would be a shame for martial arts practitioners not to conduct a nighttime raid!
Chang Kong lay on the wall, looking around. He could see a bamboo grove and some flowers and plants in the distance, but there were sixteen soldiers guarding the wall. As long as they didn't close their eyes, they could see in all directions.

To avoid being seen, one must leap from the air onto the bamboo forest in one go, but the distance of four zhang (approximately 10 meters) requires considerable force and will inevitably make some noise.

Chang Kong thought for a moment, then looked up and saw the crescent moon. If he were to pounce, he might be seen.

But then a strong wind blew in, and a large cloud drifted over from the west, obscuring the moon, and darkness fell all around.

Yun Changkong thought to himself, "Heaven is helping me!"

With both hands gripping the top of the wall, his body soared more than four zhang into the air like a wild goose, before landing on a bamboo stalk.

With a whoosh, the bamboo stalk dipped and then sprang up, soaring through the air and disappearing into the forest.

Upon entering, the courtyard was extremely spacious, with pavilions and terraces by the water, clearly the back garden of the residence, with many trees.

It was late at night, and the only sounds in the dark back garden were the rustling of the grass and the occasional patrol of warriors. He listened carefully to the sounds and heard voices coming from the west, so he immediately crept over.

From afar, they saw light shining from a house. As they approached, about ten feet away, they looked closely and saw four men standing at the door, all dressed as hunters. They had seen two of them during the day.

Chang Kong was overjoyed, but although he was very confident in his martial arts, he did not dare to be careless. He found a large tree with lush branches and leaves, leaped up, hid himself, and immediately concealed his aura to listen to the conversation in the hall.

Once he used his "heavenly hearing" skill, even if he was more than ten feet away from that flower hall and no one was deliberately speaking loudly, he could hear everything clearly.

A crisp voice said, "Once these martial arts practitioners are immersed in this excitement, little do they know that my people have already hidden in various places, just waiting to use a little trick to attack from all sides."

Even if we can't wipe out all the martial arts sects, we can still severely weaken them. If we can teach the martial arts of the Central Plains to our Great Mongolia, let's see how they dare to oppose us!

Chang Kong recognized the voice as that of the girl he had seen during the day, who called herself a princess; it must be Zhao Min.

Then a gloomy voice chuckled dryly a few times: "Whatever decision Your Highness makes is beyond my control!"

The timing is simply wrong. If we were to actually do this, the biggest beneficiary wouldn't be the imperial court, but the demonic sect!

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng, what do you mean by that?"
Isn't the Sky Eagle Sect also a branch of the Demonic Sect? With Yin Yewang crippled and Yin Tianzheng captured, the Sky Eagle Sect will certainly be unable to cause trouble in Jiangnan, and my father will be able to relax a bit. This is also a heavy blow to the Demonic Sect, so how come they benefit the most? Please enlighten me, Mr. Cheng!

Upon hearing Zhao Min address him with great respect, calling him "Mr. Cheng," it was undoubtedly Cheng Kun, the "Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt Hand"!
Mr. Cheng said, "Princess, you may not know this, but although the White-browed Eagle King is one of the four Dharma Kings of the Demonic Sect, he has fallen out with the higher-ups of the sect in order to compete for the position of sect leader. In particular, the Five Elements Banner is the most powerful force in the Demonic Sect!"
They were sworn enemies of the Eagle Cult, killing each other on sight. Furthermore, Xie Xun had snatched the Dragon-Slaying Saber from the Eagle Cult and killed its leader, so a falling out between the two was inevitable.

Therefore, whether the Eagle Sect is destroyed or not, few people within the demonic sect actually care; on the contrary, they would applaud it!

Zhao Min sneered, "These Han people only know how to fight amongst themselves!"

Cheng Kun chuckled dryly and said, "Besides, as far as the imperial court is concerned, those martial arts sects are not worth worrying about!"

Zhao Min smiled and said, "It seems that Mr. Cheng is already confident?"

"I dare not!" Mr. Cheng said calmly, "From Zhang Sanfeng, the number one master in the world, to Shaolin Temple, the number one sect in the world, the martial arts sects are actually insignificant."

Since ancient times, strength has never been able to overcome wisdom. As long as the princess hits the nail on the head, she can eliminate the problem in one fell swoop without any difficulty!
Even if all the righteous sects of the martial arts world were united, they couldn't compare to the harm the demonic sect posed to the imperial court!

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min fell silent, and Yun Changkong also fell into deep thought.

After a long silence, Zhao Min finally said, "This humble woman would like to hear the details!"

Cheng Kun said, "The major martial arts sects consider themselves to be orthodox and righteous, and they all emphasize benevolence and righteousness, rules and reputation in their actions. With such constraints, their behavior will inevitably be hampered."

The Demonic Sect, on the other hand, is unscrupulous in achieving its goals. While this is despicable in the martial arts world, it poses a huge threat to the imperial court!

For example, when a reputable sect encounters Yuan soldiers, should they kill them? They would consider whether killing these people would provoke a large-scale retaliation against the nearby people. If they only seek their own momentary pleasure and cause ordinary people to be retaliated against, wouldn't that violate the code of chivalry?
Killing a few Yuan soldiers and causing the deaths of dozens or even hundreds of civilians—isn't that a terrible sin?
Because of this, they hesitated and looked back, but the Demonic Sect did not!
They killed Yuan soldiers, yet they were afraid the court wouldn't know, and that the people wouldn't be punished!
Without the indiscriminate slaughter of the Yuan soldiers, the common people preferred a peaceful life. Who would be willing to risk having their entire family killed to join the rebellion?

A few years ago, Bang Hu and Zhou Ziwang's rebellion, seemingly under the banner of the "Maitreya Sect," was actually still affiliated with the Demonic Sect. The current Jianghuai rebellion is still being led by the Demonic Sect!

If I may speak disrespectfully, if the imperial court were to fall one day, it would not be at the hands of the righteous sects, but rather the hands of the demonic sects.

Therefore, Princess, eliminating the Demonic Sect is of paramount importance!

(End of this chapter)