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

Chapter 33 White-browed Eagle King
Yun Changkong turned his head and saw the bald old man suddenly leap off the large ship, flying straight out like an arrow released from a bow.

Yun Changkong's heart skipped a beat as he watched the old man leap several feet and gracefully land in the lake without falling into the water.

The water chestnut leaf was floating on the lake surface. When he stepped onto it, he only sank slightly. His lightness skill was truly remarkable.

"The Master's Divine Skill!"

On large and small boats, inside and outside restaurants, thousands of Sky Eagle Cult members gathered and shouted in unison.

The White-browed Eagle King lightly touched the ground with its feet, sometimes appearing to fly, sometimes to float on the water, as it swooped towards the shore on the emerald-green leaves.

His flowing sleeves made him appear to float in mid-air, and with the moonlight reflecting off the lake, he looked just like a celestial being.

Such lightness skill is truly rare in the world. Wang Xiaotian and the members of the Sky Eagle Cult were dumbfounded and filled with admiration.

Yun Changkong couldn't help but exclaim, "What superb lightness skill!"

I could never do it myself, so effortlessly and gracefully, with such ease.

It's not that my agility and footwork are inferior to yours; it's just a matter of skill!
Despite his exceptional lineage, his training period was too short, and his skill was not yet fully refined. Furthermore, this "walking on water" technique, which is similar to "flying on grass" or other light-body skills, relies entirely on the circulation of internal energy to maintain a light and agile gait and prevent falling into the water.

One's weight increases instantly with each breath. If performing this kind of lightness skill on treetops or between buildings, even if a mistake is made, there are plenty of things to use for leverage, allowing for easy correction. However, this would be absolutely impossible on water.

Even the most skilled martial artist cannot walk on water without external support. The legendary Shaolin monk Bodhidharma crossed the Yangtze River on a single reed, a feat celebrated for millennia. That reed was the means by which he used it to gain momentum and breathe; without it, even with his extraordinary abilities, he could not have accomplished it.

What's most incredible about Bodhidharma's story isn't just that he crossed the river using reeds, but his precise control during the successful crossing, without making any mistakes.

This is like giving Yun Changkong a reed and letting him leap over a river surface of more than ten feet; he can do it.

Because you need to breathe during this time, you can step on your feet a maximum of three or four times, and if you are careful, you won't make a mistake.

But what about tens of feet, or hundreds of feet?

The greater the distance, the more skill is required, that is, the depth of effort put in. Yun Changkong was not confident!
Because there is no room for error. If you make a mistake in one go or take a wrong step when you land, you will inevitably sink and become a drowned rat.

If you play it well, it's called showing off and being cool; if you play it poorly, it becomes a case of trying to be cool but ending up getting humiliated instead.

"The leader is mighty!"

"The Master's Divine Skill!"

As soon as Yin Tianzheng stepped ashore, the cheers from all directions grew even louder, like a tsunami, as if the entire building was about to be shaken apart.

Wang Xiaotian tugged at Chang Kong's sleeve and said softly, "Brother, we've had our moment in the spotlight. Let's know when to quit while we're ahead, or we'll really lose our lives here."

He could see very clearly that there were at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, members of the Sky Eagle Cult. Under their combined attack, even if a single poisoned arrow hit Yun Changkong...

No matter how skilled he was in martial arts, it was impossible for him to break through the encirclement!

That little life is over.

Wang Xiaotian's voice was soft, but with the shouts of the Sky Eagle Cult members, Yun Changkong could hear it clearly. He chuckled inwardly and said, "Don't worry, everything is under control. Why do you think I have to wait for Yin Tianzheng to come?"

Wang Xiaotian thought for a moment and then suddenly realized something.

Once Yin Tianzheng arrives, the Sky Eagle Cult will be under control. Even if they kill Yin Yewang!

On the contrary, these people are all ruthless and dangerous; without restraint, they are the most dangerous!

For example, if someone were to fire an arrow now, it would surely trigger a hail of arrows.

Seeing Yun Changkong's confident and composed demeanor, Wang Xiaotian's anxiety subsided: "As long as we don't act rashly, there's great potential!"

Yin Tianzheng entered the building and suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter was earth-shattering, like the tolling of bells, shaking the roof tiles and causing the candlelight to flicker. Yun Changkong thought to himself, "It seems that not only is his lightness skill superb, but his internal strength is also profound. This White-browed Eagle King is not just a boast!"

Previously, because of Yin Yewang, he hadn't paid much attention to Bai Mei Yingwang, but now he dared not be careless at all.

Chang Kong said loudly, "Now that the White-browed Eagle King has arrived, please come up and speak!" His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear him clearly.

A loud voice rang out rapidly from low to high: "They're here!" Yin Tianzheng's figure floated up to the third floor.

The bald old man was tall and imposing, with long, snow-white eyebrows, a hooked nose resembling an eagle's beak, and a ruddy complexion, appearing energetic and vigorous.

Upon seeing this strange appearance, Chang Kong thought to himself, "No wonder he's called the White-browed Eagle King! He's bald and has an eagle nose!"

"Peng Yingyu greets the Eagle King," Peng Yingyu said.

Yin Tianzheng nodded slightly: "Monk Peng, long time no see!" His eyes narrowed: "You've been acupunctured?"

"Yes!" Peng Yingyu chuckled dryly, "The Eagle King's might is even greater than before!"

Yin Tianzheng's gaze shifted to the corpses upstairs. He then scrutinized Chang Kong from head to toe, noticing his upright posture, arms crossed, motionless, with a person beneath his feet. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be his son. He raised an eyebrow, his cold eyes flashing like lightning, and said, "Your eyes are filled with inner strength and your composure is remarkable. Putting aside everything else, my son is not someone that an ordinary person could subdue. May I ask which school of master you are from? Forgive my ignorance, but I cannot recall any such master."

Yin Tianzheng, the founder of the sect, was not a reckless and impulsive man. When he saw Yun Changkong calmly stepping on his son in front of him, he knew that this man must have something to rely on, so he wanted to ask him more questions.

Yin Yewang said, "Father, this boy is Yunhe's son. He possesses strange Shaolin internal energy. I was caught off guard and suffered a crushing defeat, losing all face. You might as well kill me too!"

Yun Changkong's gaze fell upon him, and he sneered, "Your father has arrived, and so has your end. Do you still want to live?"

Yin Tianzheng clasped his hands and said, "So it's a esteemed disciple of Shaolin who has graced us with his presence. No wonder. Our sect has a deep-seated feud with Shaolin Temple, and today's meeting was unavoidable. Are you here to challenge me?"

It turns out that Yin Susu had confessed to the Longmen Escort Agency massacre at Wudang Mountain, and before her death, she pretended to "tell" Kong Wen about Xie Xun's whereabouts.

This scheme to "shift the blame to Jiangdong" was extremely ruthless. Those who coveted the Dragon-Slaying Saber turned their attention to Shaolin Temple, either openly breaking in, secretly spying, pleading, or forcibly inquiring about Xie Xun's whereabouts.

Abbot Kongwen offered an explanation, but no one believed him, inevitably leading to a fight. While many martial arts figures from outside the temple died or were injured, several of the Shaolin Temple's own masters also perished.

Yin Susu's move brought a rare period of peace to the Sky Eagle Sect, but it also increased their enmity with the Shaolin Temple. When Chang Kong made his move, Yin Yewang realized that his internal energy was from the Shaolin school, so he assumed that the other party was sent by the Shaolin Temple.

Yun Changkong laughed and said, "I have no connection with Shaolin Temple. Shaolin Temple will handle your affairs. I made it clear from the beginning that I am here to repay a debt of gratitude."

"Repay a debt of gratitude?" The Eagle King sneered. "The corpses of those who have neither fortune nor luck are all here. What kind of debt of gratitude cannot be settled?"

Yun Changkong said calmly, "This is just a small favor. Only after dealing with your son can I mention this favor in a way that doesn't tarnish the Yun family's reputation. Otherwise, I'd be too embarrassed to tell anyone!"

Yin Yewang glared at Yun Changkong: "What grudge do I have against your Yun family?"

Yun Changkong smiled faintly and said, "Yin Yewang, you're just good at putting on airs and trying to win people over, but you lack magnanimity. Just now you said that Yin Wufu and Yin Wulu were loyal to their master and that it was a blessing for your Yin family. Before they died, they made it clear to everyone that Zhang Sixia of Wudang saved the life of my Yun family. Don't you remember?"

Yin Yewang naturally remembered, but he didn't connect it to himself.

Chang Kong smiled slightly: "We people of the martial world live for fame, for profit, and for honor. How can we not avenge our wrongs?"

Chang Kong paused slightly: "However, someone told me that one should leave room for maneuver in doing things. I also respect the White-browed Eagle King as a senior in the martial arts world. Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is everyone's responsibility. How about this, today, you, Yin Yewang, were outmatched and used the Seven Star Nails to ambush me. I'll pretend that never happened and let it go. Eagle King, what do you think?"

Everyone was somewhat taken aback by these words. They whispered among themselves, speculating that Yun Changkong was afraid of Yin Tianzheng. Many people looked at him with disdain.

Peng Yingyu laughed and said, "As expected of the son of a hero, you have an extraordinary demeanor. Eagle King, isn't it better to resolve enmity than to make it happen?"

Chang Kong laughed and said, "In the martial world, it's all about reciprocity! It's just that my feud with Yin Yewang only involves me personally, which is a small matter that can be easily forgotten, but the favor I received is a different story!"
The three heroes of Wudang, Yu Sanxia, ​​were crippled for life. Although others were involved, ultimately it was all due to your sneak attack and betrayal, Yin Yewang.

From Master Zhang down, the Wudang Sect harbors the utmost hatred for your Eagle Sect. However, due to the influence of Zhang Cuishan and his son Zhang Wuji, they cannot easily seek revenge. But for me, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to repay a debt of gratitude, so I have no choice but to take your life, Yin Yewang, as a token of my loyalty. What do you all think? Does this make sense?

(End of this chapter)