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

Chapter 52 Free from All Attachments
Upon hearing Chang Kong's words, Zhao Min's subordinates were all shocked.

"The Right Envoy of Light?"

As enemies of the Ming Cult, even Zhao Min and the Xuanming Elders, with their deep cunning and strong composure, were shaken.

Fan Yao found it even more unbelievable, but at that moment there was no time to think about how Yun Changkong knew.

Upon seeing Changkong's move, both Xuanming Elders were startled, having witnessed him capture Zhao Min the previous night. But now, the palm wind surged, causing the clothes and hair of onlookers to flutter in the wind. Fan Yao, being directly affected, felt an invisible force surging towards him.

Yun Changkong's move was akin to "the dragon soaring too high and then regretting its actions," displaying an astonishingly fierce and powerful momentum.

At that moment, Fan Yao did a somersault, but before his feet even touched the ground, he felt a strong gust of wind that made it difficult for him to breathe. He had no way to avoid it.

Fan Yao was shocked and thought, "Jinyang Escort Agency is all talk and no action. Yun He has a good reputation, but his martial arts are mediocre. How can this kid be so powerful at such a young age?" He immediately activated his internal energy technique and used both palms to strike back with the power of both palms against Yun He's single palm.

However, he only pushed his palms forward a foot or so before the force of the palms surged forth, solidifying into a tangible form, making it difficult for him to push the wind and waves forward any further.

Fan Yao was both surprised and furious. He lowered his body slightly, stood firmly on the stake, and suddenly let out a loud hoarse cry, channeling all his strength into his palms.

He believed that by putting all his strength into this effort, he could at least make contact with the other's palm and seize the opportunity to use the Dragon Tiger Claw to capture his pulse point.

Unexpectedly, he felt the opponent's palm strike was like a giant tidal wave, possessing the power to engulf everything. His palms ached terribly, and his blood and qi surged.

Fan Yao thought that Yun Changkong's martial arts skills were limited, no matter how high they were, but he never expected that this palm strike would be so powerful and fierce.

However, his decades of cultivation were extraordinary, and he was also incredibly quick to react. Even when caught off guard, he managed to turn his body to the side and his feet suddenly swerved to the side, rolling more than ten feet along the ground.

It should be known that the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms requires that three parts be released and seven parts left unreleased, or four parts be released and six parts left unreleased. This is the proper way. However, Chang Kong was furious at this moment and wanted to kill Fan Yao with one palm, without holding back any strength to protect himself.

This is because he almost lost his life today, all for the "Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment," and now he has not only failed to obtain the medicine, but has also lost Zhao Min.

It wasn't that Fan Yao was particularly capable; rather, it was because he was a member of the Ming Cult, unlike the Xuanming Elders and others who relied on Prince Ruyang for their enjoyment. That's why he was fearless and unafraid to hurt Zhao Min.

But what about myself? All my hard work might be for nothing. How could I bear that?
Yun Changkong spared Peng Yingyu's life last time because he admired Peng's magnanimity in disregarding his identity as a member of the Ming Cult and being willing to stand with the righteous sects of the martial arts world against a common enemy.

Fan Yao was nothing, yet he dared to meddle in other people's business. So he directly used his most powerful move, "The Dragon Regrets," to kill him with one palm strike.

"Impressive footwork!" Yun Changkong clapped his hands together. "No wonder you managed to escape from Cheng Kun three times. Your escape skills are truly remarkable."

Fan Yao was both surprised and humiliated upon hearing this. Chang Kong had already leaped up and unleashed a fierce attack with the "Frost-Treading Ice-Breaking Palm".

Although Fan Yao is knowledgeable and skilled in martial arts, his internal strength is mediocre. If he were to truly compete with Chang Kong in martial arts techniques and agility, they could probably exchange hundreds of moves.

But when he encountered the powerful and heavy-hitting Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, it was like meeting his nemesis.

It should be noted that a palm strike is a head-on collision. Even Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao could not withstand the Xuanming Divine Palm of the Xuanming Elders.

Fan Yao, whose internal strength was similar to theirs, was naturally the same. However, if they were to truly exchange blows, it wouldn't be difficult for him to fight the Xuanming Elders for hundreds of moves.

Because in combat, one can use skill rather than brute force.

However, the brilliance of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms lies in its ability to leave you with no way to avoid it, forcing you to fight it head-on.

Chang Kong's internal strength improved again last night, and his "Kanglong Youhui" technique was greatly enhanced. Fan Yao took the hit head-on and did not immediately suffer broken bones or severed tendons, thus avoiding a violent death. This shows that his martial arts skills are extraordinary.

Zhao Min knew the abilities of the Bitter Monk well. Seeing that Chang Kong had struck him so badly with a single palm strike, the power of which she had never seen before made her heart pound wildly. She couldn't help but blurt out, "What kind of palm strike is this?"

"This is the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!" The two elders of Xuanming exchanged a glance and spoke in unison.

"What?" Zhao Min was so shocked that her face changed color. She had also heard of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, and Fan Yao knew its fame even better. But only after experiencing it firsthand did he realize that the palm force was incomparably powerful and impossible to resist.

Yun Changkong's palm strike failed to kill Fan Yao. He took a step forward and struck down with another palm strike, as powerful as Mount Tai pressing down.

Before Fan Yao could stand up straight, he saw him sink down and chase after him, striking down with his palm. He dared not take the blow head-on, so he tried to use his left hand as a tiger claw to bypass the palm strike and grab his wrist, while his right hand used a dragon claw to grab his lower abdomen.

However, as soon as he stretched out his hands, he suddenly felt his chest rise and his arms go numb. Suddenly, his hands fell down, and he became a cripple.

It turned out that his wrist joint had been dislocated by Chang Kong's palm strike, but when he tried to defend himself with both hands, he was unable to.

There's only one answer!
dead!
Fan Yao thought to himself, "My life is over!"

At the crucial moment, Zhao Min said, "Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment!"

Chang Kong paused with his right hand, then brought his left index and middle fingers together and, with a hiss, struck Fan Yao's "Qihu" acupoint on his chest.

Fan Yao felt a sweet taste in his throat, let out a muffled groan, and collapsed to the ground.

Chang Kong didn't even glance at him again, and looked at Zhao Min: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Min said, "If you release him, I'll give you the medicine."

Chang Kong nodded: "Very good! Bring it here!"

"Princess! No!" Fan Yao gritted his teeth, his expression ferocious and his face twisted as he said, "I am Fan Yao, the Right Envoy of the Ming Cult, who has been lurking in the Ruyang Prince's Mansion with ill intentions. I am only destined to die today, how can I let such a villain have his way!"

When the crowd saw him, a mute man, speak, they became even more certain of his identity.

“Hehe,” Yun Changkong’s eyes turned cold as he stepped on Fan Yao’s back.

Fan Yao felt as if he had been electrocuted; with a "poof," he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his vision went black.

He strained to look up, only to see Chang Kong's eyes like deep pools, silently gazing at him. Chang Kong said, "In terms of internal strength, you can withstand three blows from Lu Zhangke and Hebi Weng, so I'll consider you capable. As for scheming and strategy, hehe, in all these years in the Ruyang Prince's Mansion, besides killing Ming Cult members to prove your loyalty, what else have you done?"

The Xuanming Elders had always thought that the Bitter Monk's martial arts were quite good and were rather wary of him. They had always wanted to test his internal strength, but now they realized that he was just a show-off, someone they could freeze into ice with a single palm strike.
Lu Zhangke sneered, "Right Envoy of the Ming Cult, heh, what a prestigious title!"

Fan Yao's face turned red, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes stared at Yun Changkong, filled with shock, anger, and disbelief.

Chang Kong said, "I'm telling you, in my eyes you're nothing but a fart. If you dare to act like a hero again, you'll ruin my plans!"
"I'll throw you into a cesspool, you know what I mean, you despicable scoundrel, what else wouldn't you do?" Since his debut, Chang Kong had only encountered some fearless tough guys, which made him very angry and frustrated.

What he wants is for you to just listen quietly after you lose. He's getting really annoyed by your constant act of being fearless.
Everyone who heard this was startled, and Zhao Min's heart raced. She thought to herself, "If he's going to treat me like this, I won't live either." She said, "Take your foot off him!"

Seeing her beautiful eyes furrowed, Chang Kong shook his head and said, "Don't worry, he's still alive."

Zhao Min said, "I mean, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Him?" Chang Kong sneered. "A mere scoundrel doesn't deserve to be called a scholar. If he were truly a hero, and he disliked me, spread rumors throughout the martial world, and challenged me, would I be able to avoid him? But he used your name to tarnish my reputation, so I have to deal with him!"

Zhao Min smiled, thinking to herself, "You still care about your reputation?" She sighed, "Your personality is truly unfathomable."

"Hehe," Chang Kong said, one hand on his hip, looking at Zhao Min, "Do you know why I had to expose his identity?"

Zhao Min said, "You want to kill him, but you're afraid my people will help you. You also want to use his life to tell the Demonic Sect not to meddle in your affairs!"

Yun Changkong sighed: "You are indeed clever; you can guess most of what I'm thinking!"

"I want the Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment to repay the Wudang Sect for saving my entire family, and to have the Eagle Sect expelled from the martial world. These are all out of a desire to settle old scores and grudges, so that I can be free of all attachments and roam the martial world without being bound by anything. As for anything else, my level of thinking is actually beyond my reach!"

"The Smiling, Proud Wanderer?" Zhao Min murmured, "Is it really possible?"

Chang Kong said, "I'm trying, but it's definitely not going to work now. If I don't repay Wudang's kindness, what am I supposed to do? Otherwise, people will say that Wudang, a chivalrous sect, actually saved a villain."

"Either I take action, or if a Wudang disciple comes along, even if I hate him, even if I could crush him with one hand, if he speaks, should I listen to him or not?"

Zhao Min nodded and said, "Then I will grant your wish, but you must let him go!"

Chang Kong frowned slightly and asked, "Is this a deal, or a threat?"

Zhao Min was taken aback, then laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Think what you want. I knew Master Ku was remarkable, but I never imagined he was the messenger of light of the Demonic Sect. But to me, he is Master Ku who taught me martial arts. I can't watch him die. And wasn't it because of him that I escaped from your clutches? How can I be ungrateful?"

Upon hearing this, everyone showed expressions of reverence, including the two elders of Xuanming.

"Princess!" Fan Yao said with immense gratitude, "Even if you save me, I will still be your enemy from now on!"

Zhao Min sneered, "Do you think I'm afraid of you? Do you think I'll let you off the hook next time we meet?"

Chang Kong frowned, secretly worried: "This girl is indeed extraordinary. She is adept at winning people's hearts. Fortunately, she is a woman and has the gene for being love-struck. If she were a decisive man, it would be troublesome!"

Just as he was pondering this, he heard the sound of clothes fluttering, and three people flew over.

It was indeed Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San.

Zhao Min stretched out her hand: "Bring me the Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment."

Ah Er took out a black bottle and handed it over.

Zhao Min looked at Chang Kong and said, "I also want to tell you that I've stumbled this time, but you'd better not fall into my hands either." With that, she tossed the bottle to Chang Kong.

Chang Kong reached out and took it without even looking at it. He tucked it into his waistband and looked at Fan Yao: "If you want revenge, I'm always ready to teach you in the martial world!"

Fan Yao, barely breathing, raised his voice and said, "I will certainly not disappoint you!"

Chang Kong laughed and said, "But if you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll make sure you can't even die!"

As he spoke, he darted out, and the others retreated one after another. The two elders of Xuanming were also wary of his agility and circulated their energy to protect themselves.

Chang Kong laughed heartily, leaped onto the white wall, stepped onto the tiles, and disappeared in an instant.

As Zhao Min watched him leave, a sense of worry welled up in her heart. She said, "Mr. Luhe, can you all take him down together?"

The two elders of Xuanming also looked worried.

Lu Zhangke pondered and said, "Your Highness, this person cannot be judged by ordinary standards. It's one thing that he is highly skilled in martial arts, but he is also too mysterious."

He possessed Shaolin internal martial arts skills. Logically, the Quanzhen sect would never teach him martial arts, nor would they teach him them, yet he did.

And then there's the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. You say he's a member of the Beggars' Sect? His actions don't conform to chivalry, which is highly unlikely. Yet, his martial arts skills can't be faked. It's truly astonishing!

Zhao Min sighed. She said softly, "Last night I saw him quickly dissolve the Vajra Prajna Palm and the Vajra Finger into nothingness. His internal strength is incredibly miraculous, simply unbelievable."

Hebi Weng said, "Princess, don't worry too much. Yun Changkong's martial arts are not the best in the world, but he is more powerful and troublesome than Zhang Sanfeng. It's nothing to lose to him for a while."

Fang Dongbai said with a worried look, "Princess, Elder He is right. Zhang Sanfeng has disciples, a sect, status, and prestige. There are many things he cannot do, nor does he know how to do."

Yun Changkong, however, is different. There are many renowned first-rate martial arts masters in the world today, but perhaps only he would go so far as to conceal his identity. None of us can stay by your side every step of the way. Unless we are confident of a fatal blow, it's best to avoid provoking him!

Lu Zhangke sneered, "However, we don't need to do it ourselves to get rid of him."

All eyes turned to him.

Lu Zhangke said, word by word, "Greed burns like fire!"

"What?" Hebi Weng asked in surprise, "Are you going to set him on fire? His lightness skill is far superior to ours."

"Pfft..." Zhao Min chuckled, "Looks like you're all scared too, hehe..." She turned around, put her hands behind her back, and floated away, her movements incredibly light.

The two elders of the Xuanming Sect were evenly matched in martial arts, but Lu Zhangke was lecherous, cunning, and ruthless. Hebi Weng was cruel and vicious; he was the one who struck young Zhang Wuji with a palm strike. He was also the one who exchanged a palm strike with Zhang Sanfeng at Wudang Mountain.

However, he was rather slow-witted and needed to think things through for a long time before he could understand them, so he always followed Lu Zhangke's instructions.

Besides Zhao Min, Fan Yao also instantly understood what Lu Zhangke meant.

(End of this chapter)