All Heavens: Yin Zhiping, a Demon with a Daoist Heart!

Yin Zhiping said, "What would I do with your titles?"

"Now that this matter is settled, I will take my leave!"

"Wait!" Huang Yaoshi spoke solemnly at this moment, "Young man, you have the second volume of the Nine Yin Manual but not the first volume. Don't you think that's a pity?"

Yin Zhiping's heart skipped a beat, but he said, "With the blessing of my divine skill, I can freely circulate the external techniques of the lower volume. What's there to regret?"

Huang Yaoshi said with his hands behind his back, "The Nine Yin Manual is full of profound mysteries, and its essence is contained in the first volume. If you obtain it, you will surely become the best in the world in the future."

Yin Zhiping said, "Senior, please speak frankly. Don't keep us in suspense."

Huang Yaoshi laughed and said, "I'm willing to exchange the first scroll of the true scripture for your divine skill. What do you say?"

Yin Zhiping had anticipated this, and said with a smile, "If you are so inclined, please bring me the first volume of the Nine Yin Manual."

"The true scriptures are not currently with me."

"Then please discuss this further at that time, senior. It would be pointless to talk about it now."

Huang Yaoshi was overjoyed to see that he was interested.

He thought to himself that once he returned, he would obtain both volumes of the Nine Yin Manual and achieve mastery of the divine skill.

In exchange, he could acquire the young man's technique that allowed him to absorb the power of others. With two supreme divine skills, becoming the number one in the world would be no problem.

However... we don't necessarily need to actually exchange it for the Nine Yin Manual. We can use a fake manual to trick him, so as not to let him become so powerful that he surpasses us.

He said, "In that case, I will return to Peach Blossom Island to seek the scriptures. I don't know when or where we will meet again."

Yin Zhiping cupped his hands and said, "We can meet at Zuixianlou in Jiaxing a year from now."

With that, he turned and left, heading straight for the south gate.

Watching Yin Zhiping leave, Huang Yaoshi felt a surge of emotion, thinking to himself that this young man must have learned such a divine skill from who-knows-where; it was truly mysterious and profound.

He looked at Hong Qigong across the street and saw that his momentum had weakened considerably. He mocked, "Old beggar, you said you wanted to eliminate demons, but you ended up giving away a lot of your power and aiding the enemy instead."

Hong Qigong gasped for breath, his face utterly ashamed.

He pulled a chicken leg from his pocket and started gnawing on it: "This is truly embarrassing. I never expected this kid to be so strong. If this continues, the martial arts world will surely be in chaos!"

Huang Yaoshi said, "So what if the martial world is in chaos? Your skills are no longer what they used to be, what business is it of yours?"

Hong Qigong said, "Of course we have to get involved. Decades ago, this old beggar led the Beggars' Sect to resist the Jin army's southward invasion. Decades later, he roams the martial world, meddling in trivial matters. He just loves to meddle. This matter of Yin Zhiping is one I'm determined to handle!"

"That brat shouldn't be so arrogant. Old Master Huang, you've always been lenient with him, so it's fine. This old beggar will go to Dali right now and invite a master to help deal with him!"

Huang Yaoshi's face turned cold: "Don't you dare ruin my plans!"

Hong Qigong said, "Ha! Huang Yaoshi, you've been clever all your life, yet you actually believed that brat's nonsense. He's ten times more shrewd than you, why would he trade his divine skills for your true scriptures?"

With that, he leaped a few times and disappeared.

Huang Yaoshi pondered for a moment.

He said, "Chaofeng, go and follow Yin Zhiping. Wherever he goes, you go. If you lose him, don't ever come back."

"Yes!" Mei Chaofeng, dressed in black, gracefully departed.

Huang Rong hurriedly said, "Father! I want to go too!"

Huang Yaoshi said in a deep voice, "You're coming back to the island with me. Haven't you had enough fun this time?"

Huang Rong pleaded, "Father! I finally made it off the island, please let me go. With Third Senior Sister protecting me, I'll definitely be fine!"

Huang Yaoshi thought to himself that the boy's martial arts were superb, even Hong Qigong was no match for him, how could Mei Chaofeng possibly defeat him, how could he dare to let his daughter run around everywhere.

"No!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong pouted, her beautiful eyes filled with disappointment.

She knew her father was stubborn, and these words meant she couldn't continue playing.

What a pity! I was hoping to get to know that charlatan Taoist priest.

Just then.

Huang Yaoshi raised his hand and pressed several acupoints on his chest.

puff--!

A stream of pitch-black tea was spit out; it was the poisoned tea that had just been drunk.

"Father! Are you alright?"

Huang Yaoshi remained calm and said, "It's alright, let's go back."

the other side.

Hong Qigong leaped into an inn, where Elder Peng and others were waiting. They all gathered around him.

"Boss, have you subdued that little devil?"

Hong Qigong blushed, his eyes darting around, and said, "Uh... don't ask, first prepare some hot bath water for me!"

"yes!"

Before long, a large basin of hot bathwater was carried in by several people.

Hong Qigong took off his clothes and sat inside, beginning to circulate his internal energy. He cursed inwardly, "You brat! You ruined seven or eight years of my internal energy! I almost couldn't suppress the poison and died from it!"

In just a moment, the bathwater turned pitch black, due to the leaching of toxins.

The Beggars' Sect disciples assumed that their leader, an old man, hadn't bathed for years, and this bath had washed away years of filth, which was why the water was so dirty.

Elder Peng then asked, "Chief, what should we do now? Those Mongols are right here in Nanyang City!"

Hong Qigong glared at him, knowing he had no good intentions, and decided it was better to keep him by his side to avoid causing trouble.

He said coldly, "Come with me to Dali. I need to see an old friend."

Elder Peng's eyes darkened, and he could only agree. It seemed that his attempt to curry favor with the Mongols was thwarted.

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South Gate.

Li Mochou rode her little red horse, gazing into the city. She grew increasingly anxious as Yin Zhiping did not arrive for a long time, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

She feared that Yin Zhiping was no match for the two masters, and wanted to go back to find him, but was afraid of missing him.

Da da da—!

Just then, a troop of cavalry came galloping by. At the head of the troop was a young girl in a light dress, with a lovely face and a long whip that tied her slender waist.

The group of nineteen people were all taken aback when they arrived.

"Princess, there's that little red horse!"

"what!"

The young girl paled, spurred her horse forward, and shouted, "Who are you? Why are you riding this horse?"

Li Mochou, noticing her accent was different from that of someone from the Central Plains, frowned and asked, "And who are you?"

This young girl is none other than Princess Huazheng.

She inquired about Yin Zhiping's whereabouts in Zhongdu Daxing Prefecture that day, and followed the traces of the Jin soldiers all the way south to find him.

Upon seeing the little red horse under Li Mochou's crotch, she was both surprised and annoyed.

That was her and her Taoist brother's horse!

Could this woman be the "fairy" the beggar spoke of?

Did my Taoist brother really betray me?

She immediately clenched her teeth, but then her eyes darted around as she asked, "Are you waiting for Yin Zhiping?"

"Yes!" Li Mochou exclaimed in surprise, "You know him? But did you see where he went?"

Hua Zheng was inwardly annoyed, but smiled and said, "Didn't he tell you? He went...he went to Xiangyang!"

She assumed the Taoist priest was in the city and would simply point to a random place to lure the woman away!

I can't believe I guessed right!

Li Mochou was innocent and naive. When she heard that the original destination was Xiangyang, she immediately believed it. She wondered if Brother Yin was unable to break free from the attack of the two masters and went directly to Xiangyang.

She stopped thinking about it and spurred her horse south, her heart filled with unease, fearing that something might have happened to Yin Zhiping.

"Thank you!" The figure grew smaller and smaller as it disappeared into the distance.

Hua Zheng scoffed and said, "Look at her, she's even thanking me!"