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

Chapter 55 After climbing many mountains, one eventually encounters a tiger.

Wang Xiaotian had already seen Yun Changkong become the target of infighting among the female disciples of Emei. He had been holding back for a long time, but he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He had just been so annoyed by Bei Jinyi's words "a huge burden" that his face turned pale. However, Ding Minjun's words "Yun Changkong" made him unable to hold back any longer, and he could no longer admit it.

He laughed so hard he was doubled over, his expression utterly comical.

Faced with Bei Jinyi's situation, Yun Changkong didn't know whether to drink her or hit her. People were indignant on Yun Changkong's behalf. What should he do?
If you were to say that you are Yun Changkong right now, these girls might actually say that you are an imposter, just trying to gain attention.

We can't exactly use overwhelming force to prove their identities, can we?

Seeing Wang Xiaotian burst into laughter, Yun Changkong immediately kicked him, saying, "You fucking still laughing? This is all your fault."

He didn't actually kick him. Wang Xiaotian sidestepped lightly and shouted, "You can blame me for this?"

But he also wanted to divert attention from this awkward situation, so he clasped his hands in a fist and smiled at Jingxuan and the others, saying, "Senior sisters, I am Wang Xiaotian from the Beggar Clan. I once joined hands with your senior sister Zhao Lingzhu in Shanxi to fight against the people of the Demonic Cult. We are truly on the same side."

Ding Minjun said resentfully, "Do you think I'd believe you?"

"I can testify," Chang Kong said slowly, "What he said is true!"

"Pah!" Ding Minjun spat angrily, "You're all in cahoots, what kind of testimony did you give?"

Yun Chang raised an eyebrow, and Zhou Zhiruo immediately covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling.

This is someone who wants to laugh but dares not!
Her girlish demeanor dispelled most of Yun Changkong's embarrassment and awkwardness.

He couldn't be bothered to argue with Ding Minjun, that good-for-nothing, and just smiled slightly.

"Amitabha!" Jingxuan said to Ding Minjun, "Junior Sister Zhao mentioned this matter when she returned to the mountain last time, but you weren't there at the time."

Jingxuan put his palms together and said to Wang Xiaotian, "My junior sister acted rashly and offended her senior brother, please forgive her!"

Upon hearing their senior sister's words, Bei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo suddenly realized, "No wonder he calls her 'senior sister' so familiarly."

When disciples of a sect travel the martial world, they must report in detail what they have seen and heard upon returning to the mountain, from martial arts skills to the people they have met.

Therefore, each school and sect is familiar with the martial arts of other schools, but they do not specifically study them. The Emei School once intercepted Zhang Cuishan when he returned to Wudang Mountain, using the "Kunlun Sword Technique".

However, because he used the Emei mental technique to neutralize Yu Lianzhou's internal energy, he was exposed. But being worldly-wise, he didn't call them out and simply treated them as Kunlun disciples.

At the time, the Emei disciples found it quite funny and burst out laughing.

So when Wang Xiaotian gave his name and recounted his deeds and the detailed location, Master Jingxuan, who had once listened in, believed him.

As for Bei Jinyi, Zhou Zhiruo, and Ding Minjun, seeing what Senior Sister Jingxuan said, they dared not doubt it and all bowed respectfully.

But their gazes were all fixed on Chang Kong.
Ding Minjun said, "You dare to bully others with your skills? Are you also a member of the Beggars' Sect? May I ask your esteemed name?"

Chang Kong clasped his hands and said, "I am not a member of the Beggars' Sect. As for my name, I will not reveal it at this moment to avoid making a fool of myself." He then said to Wang Xiaotian, "Let's go."

But just as he clasped his hands in a fist and turned to leave,

"Stop!" Bei Jinyi shouted. "Whether you are a member of the Beggars' Sect or not, you should know that Yun Changkong is a man of integrity. If you dare to ridicule and humiliate him, why don't you state your name?"

Yun Changkong was truly exasperated. It seemed he had encountered a "brainless fan." He laughed and said, "Miss Bei, you are mistaken. Yun Changkong has no ambition and just lives a life of idleness. How can I be considered a pillar of the state? These rumors in the martial arts world cannot be trusted..."

"Shut up!" Bei Jinyi roared. "What right do you have to spout such nonsense here?"

Zhou Zhiruo darted forward, grabbed her senior sister, and said with a smile, "Friend, regardless of which sect or faction you belong to, the fact that you came to General Yang's Temple to pay your respects means we're practically family. It's just a name; there's no need for any formalities!"
Even if you are indeed Young Master Yun himself, it is still a great fortune for us to have the opportunity to meet this young hero!

Her words were astonishing, not only shocking the Emei disciples, but also making Yun Changkong and Wang Xiaotian feel quite uneasy.

It's not surprising, really. Although Yun Changkong is a well-known figure, only a few people have actually seen him in person.

Even with Zhao Min's immense power and access to information, she only gained a high degree of certainty from his appearance and the powerful martial arts he displayed, yet she dared not be completely certain and needed to inquire further.

Of these Emei disciples, only Zhou Zhiruo, who was extremely perceptive and made some guesses from his words, failed to think of Yun Changkong himself!
This was because Yun Changkong was such a renowned figure—a man who had single-handedly sought revenge at the Eagle Sect's stronghold. No one would dare suspect he was disguised as a farmer. Even though Zhou Zhiruo had her suspicions, she dared not be certain. If she had mistaken him for someone else, she would offend both Yun Changkong and this mysterious man, which was why she was testing him.

Upon hearing this, Yun Changkong suddenly burst into a long laugh.

Zhou Zhiruo asked, "Why is my friend laughing so much? Is what I said wrong?"

"Of course not!" Chang Kong laughed. "Just think, in the martial arts world, are there really any heroes?"

The others dismissed his words.
Ding Minjun scoffed, "You've only met a few people, how dare you say there are no heroes in the martial arts world?"

Several people, including Wang Xiaotian, strongly disagreed with his fallacious arguments.

Then Chang Kong said leisurely, "People in the martial arts world today all seem to be shouting 'Expel the Tartars and restore our land,' but how do they actually do it?"

They either remain silent and self-protective, or they are immersed in the illusion of "a precious sword that slays dragons, the supreme master of the martial world, commanding all under heaven, with none daring to disobey," all wanting to obtain its secrets and rely on it to become the sole ruler!

This led to fierce fighting and bloodshed, which greatly violated the meaning of the swords and sabers left behind by the great hero Guo.

The reason why Yun Changkong's duel with the White-browed Eagle King caused such a sensation was not because the old man with the white eyebrows was so great, but because many people saw that he had been transferred out of his lair and wanted to use this to force him to reveal the whereabouts of the Golden-haired Lion King.

As for Yun Changkong, although he seemed to have achieved fame at a young age, it was only because he was forced to do so by the circumstances of the time.

His heart is unjust, his intentions are not upright; how can he be worthy of the name of a hero!
At best, he's just a kid who got lucky a little, nothing more. Why are these girls arguing about him so much?

After saying that, he strode out of the hall.

The crowd initially disagreed with his words, but his plain yet insightful remarks left them deeply shaken and speechless.

Seeing that Chang Kong was about to leave, Ding Minjun sneered, "You have disregarded my master's prestige and the honor of Emei today. You can't just leave without an explanation!"

Several fellow disciples felt a headache upon hearing this. However, they all wanted to test this arrogant fellow disciple before deciding on a more appropriate course of action.

Since we're all on the same page, a verbal dispute shouldn't amount to much.

"Explain?" Chang Kong laughed, slowly turned around, his eyes flashing with cold light, and said coldly, "You have the nerve to talk about the prestige of your mentor and the glory of Emei?"

"The martial arts world says you're 'Poisonous Hand Wu Yan,' but I haven't seen your 'poisonous hand' yet. As for your 'ugly Wu Yan,' that's slander. While you may not be as beautiful as Zhou and Bei, you're still a beauty. But your sharp tongue, petty nature, and lack of tact are quite fitting!"

Ding Minjun was furious, but this person was highly skilled in martial arts and she was no match for him.

Chang Kong smiled slightly: "You're so eager to become the sect leader, do you think you can achieve that by suppressing your fellow disciples and shouting slogans in front of outsiders? Someone as renowned as Abbess Miejue, heh..."

Ding Minjun's face turned pale with anger, her teeth clenched: "What?!"

Chang Kong laughed and said, "The more mountains you climb, the more likely you are to encounter a tiger!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a clear, melodious female voice said, "Well said!"

Upon hearing the words, several Emei disciples exclaimed in unison, "Master!"

Ding Minjun rushed out and knelt at the entrance of the hall, choking back tears as she said, "Please, Master, do me the right thing!"

Wang Xiaotian's heart skipped a beat: "It's over!"

Chang Kong cursed his bad luck inwardly. Looking up, he saw a nun slip from the temple gate to the entrance of the main hall.

She looked to be under fifty and quite beautiful, but her face was extremely gloomy, and her eyebrows drooped downwards, making her appearance very strange.

In addition, her movements were swift and ghostly; in the middle of the night, she truly resembled a hanged ghost suddenly appearing on a stage.

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