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

Chapter 75 Family Education and Tradition
Yun Changkong had just exhaled and made a sound. The distance from the mountainside to the summit was about seven or eight miles. Naturally, he mustered his inner strength and exhaled with great force, using the method of "Arhat Subduing Demons Skill".

Zhang Sanfeng could tell from his voice that he had mastered the Shaolin internal energy cultivation method; otherwise, he wouldn't have immediately declared him a Shaolin master.

Although Chang Kong was not affiliated with the Shaolin sect, he was well aware of the sect from which his divine skills originated, and naturally admired Zhang Sanfeng's unfathomable martial arts prowess and extensive knowledge.

Yun Changkong clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "Please forgive my ignorance, but which one of you is Zhang Sixia?"

A short, stocky, and dashing middle-aged man stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and smiled, saying, "I dare not presume to call myself a knight-errant; I am Zhang Si of Wudang!"

Yun Changkong immediately knelt down, and Song Yuanqiao and the others hurriedly stepped aside, not daring to accept the offer.

Zhang Songxi hurriedly knelt down to return the greeting, saying, "Brother Yun, how can I possibly accept your respect?"

Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu stepped forward together, intending to pull Yun Changkong up, but they felt that his body was as heavy as a mountain. Even with five-tenths of their strength, they could not lift him up, so they could not force him to do so.

Yun Changkong arrived at the scene and felt a strong, gentle force pulling him up from both sides. He secretly praised the two men for their profound skills and clasped his hands in a fist and said, "My father once said that Zhang Sixia acted righteously, not only saving the lives of more than a hundred members of my Yun family, but also saving the lives of many anti-Yuan righteous men in Shaanxi and Shanxi. I must perform this great act not for myself, but for them."

He then bowed down to Zhang Songxi.

Zhang Songxi sighed, "It was just a small favor back then, and your father has already thanked me. How can Zhang Si accept such a debt?"

Yun Changkong bowed again: "My father said that one should not forget one's roots. It was just a small favor for you, but it was a life-saving grace for us. We should repay it tenfold."

Moreover, without Zhang Sixia, the Yun family would have long since perished under the Mongol swords, and they would not have achieved their current fame in the martial world. They should naturally express their gratitude!

All the heroes of Wudang had seen Changkong's father, Yunhe. Upon seeing his chiseled face and tall, thin figure, they naturally recognized him as the gaunt, arrogant Yunhe from five years ago.

In particular, when Yunhe went to Wudang Mountain to demand an explanation, his words were extremely disrespectful, and even Zhang Sanfeng criticized him harshly.

Song Yuanqiao was dissatisfied and forcibly saw the guests off, but Zhang Songxi's expression and tone showed that he didn't care much for the two chief镖师 (bodyguards) Qi Tianbiao and Gong Jiujia, but he was very respectful and affectionate towards Yun He.

Song Yuanqiao and the others did not understand the reason behind it, but when they learned of his actions, they all cheered. Mo Shenggu, because of a verbal disagreement with Yunhe, immediately ran out of Zixiao Palace and traveled several miles to apologize to him.

When the fellow disciples thought about these things, the past seemed like yesterday, and they naturally thought of the deceased Zhang Cuishan.

Zhang Songxi took out a flag from his pocket, on which was embroidered a white crane flying in the clouds. He sighed and said, "Chief Escort Yun is a fine man. He is upright, has an iron will, and is wholeheartedly dedicated to driving out the Tartars. All the heroes of China respect him."

Alas, we only found this command flag after my fifth brother passed away, when we were sorting through his belongings. We later learned that your father had been forced to cut off his arm and make an oath by the Sky Eagle Sect, and that Yin Wufu and the others had given the flag to my fifth brother.

Five years have passed since this incident, and every time I think of it, it feels like a knife is being ripped from my heart. He handed the flag to Changkong, sighing deeply.

Yun Changkong respectfully accepted the flag, his heart filled with incomprehension.

He came to the Wudang Sect to repay a debt of gratitude, but in reality, it was also for this flag.

This is the life story of my father, Yunhe.

Thinking of how Yunhe had only spent five years in Zhongnan Mountain, yet his temples had turned gray, his sleeves were empty, and he was inconvenient in everything he did, and how his grandmother often shed tears, Yun Changkong's eyes also reddened.

Now that he had stepped into Wudang Mountain, retrieved the escort flag, and broken his father's vow, his father's long-cherished wish had been fulfilled, and his five years of hard training in martial arts had not been in vain. He folded the flag neatly and put it in his bosom.

Zhang Songxi said with a somber tone, "After we finished arranging my fifth brother's funeral, we thought of returning this escort flag to your bureau, but your bureau had already become a wasteland, and your father's whereabouts were unknown. That's why it has been left until now. How are your father and grandmother doing?"

Yun Changkong smiled wryly and said, "Thank you for your concern, Zhang Sixia. My father and grandmother are well!"

He said that, but everyone else knew it. How could that be good?
It's one thing for an ordinary person to be disabled, but it's another thing for someone like Yunhe.

Just like Yu Daiyan, the loss of such a figure in the martial arts world would make a man lose his humanity.

Zhang Songxi suddenly burst into laughter and said loudly, "With such a son, Chief Escort Yun must have no regrets. When I saw you ten years ago, you were still being held in the arms of a little maid. Now, in the blink of an eye, you have become famous throughout the martial arts world."

The burly man laughed and said, "Haha, isn't this what Master always said, 'A day in the cave is a thousand years in the world'?"

Brother Yun, I had a falling out with your father years ago, but I admired him as a person, so I forgave him and we became good friends!

Seeing that he was only in his thirties, yet had a thick beard and a rugged, generous demeanor, Yun Changkong felt a sense of goodwill towards him and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "Are you Mo Qixia?"

"Haha, we seven brothers are honored by the praise of our friends in the martial arts world, who have bestowed upon us the title of Seven Heroes of Wudang. But we dare not accept this title of hero. Brother Yun, please rise!"

Mo Shenggu helped Yun Changkong up and said, "The Tianying Sect is too ruthless. My fifth brother was framed by Yin Susu and suffered an injustice. Chief镖头 Yun and the others did not know this at the time. They only thought that our Wudang Sect, which is based on chivalry, had committed the crime of annihilating the entire family and was just trying to gain fame. They came to pay their respects and inquire according to etiquette, which was not inappropriate."

The Yin brothers, however, used their fifth brother as an excuse to humiliate and harm Chief Escort Yun. This is intolerable!
"Senior Brother, why don't we simply avoid putting Master in a difficult position and wipe out the Sky Eagle Sect to avenge Chief Escort Yun!"

He has an impatient personality and said a few words to several people.

It should be noted that Zhang Sanfeng was broad-minded by nature and had little prejudice against either the righteous or the evil path. He once said to Zhang Cuishan, "The words 'righteous' and 'evil' are originally difficult to distinguish. If a disciple of the righteous sect has an evil heart, he is an evil person; if a person of the evil sect is wholeheartedly good, he is a virtuous gentleman."

It was also said that although Yin Tianzheng, the leader of the Tianying Sect, was extreme in nature and acted eccentrically, he was an upright and honest person, and it was worthwhile to befriend him. However, after Zhang Cuishan committed suicide, he was heartbroken by the death of his beloved disciple and couldn't help but feel deep hatred for the Tianying Sect. He thought that his third disciple, Yu Daiyan, was crippled for life, and his fifth disciple, Zhang Cuishan, died and was disgraced, all because of the Tianying Sect. Although he barely suppressed his desire to hold Yin Tianzheng accountable and seek revenge, no matter how magnanimous he was, he hated the word "evil" very deeply.

Even he was like this, let alone the heroes of Wudang. They all forcibly suppressed their desire for revenge because Zhang Cuishan had married Yin Susu and had Zhang Wuji.

But Mo Shenggu never forgot that when Zhang Sanfeng came out of seclusion, the group was reporting to each other whether they should take advantage of the Tianying Sect to come to Hubei to avenge Yu Daiyan and Zhang Cuishan.

After all, Zhang Wuji, their only remaining link to the outside world, had also disappeared from Butterfly Valley, leading everyone to believe he must have died from a fatal injury inflicted by the Xuanming Divine Palm. However, before they could reach a conclusion, Yun Changkong's telepathic message came into play.

Suddenly, a tall, elegant middle-aged man with slightly graying temples cried out, "Eldest brother, the evil cult has harmed Third Brother, Fifth Brother, and... Everyone has the right to kill them! Let's follow Seventh Brother's advice, eliminate the scourge of the Heavenly Eagle Cult, and then destroy the evil cult!"

He was Yin Liting, one of the Six Heroes. He was weak-willed and closest to Zhang Cuishan. In addition, his fiancée Ji Xiaofu was raped by Yang Xiao, which was a great disgrace to him and the Wudang Sect. This unforgettable past event had a great impact on his mind.

Upon seeing Yun Changkong, and recalling the scene when he and Zhang Cuishan first met Yun He, his heart was filled with emotion, and he burst into tears in front of everyone.

"Qingshu, do you know your crime?"

A dignified and profound voice rang out.

Yun Changkong glanced sideways and saw a fat old man in a Taoist robe with bright eyes looking at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu lowered his head and said, "I do not know what Father is talking about."

Yun Changkong knew that this old man was Song Yuanqiao, the leader of Wudang Sect.

He walked towards Song Qingshu, his every move exuding a calm and composed air.

"Brother Yun is so humble and polite, coming to pay his respects to your fourth uncle, yet he can only communicate remotely from eight miles away. Master Tang of the Kongtong Sect is here, and the Kunlun Sect members were also present just now. If you hadn't interfered, how could he have acted so recklessly?"

Zhang Sanfeng had long since withdrawn from worldly affairs, and Song Yuanqiao had taken charge of all matters, large and small, within the Wudang Sect. Even the martial arts of Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu were taught to them by Song Yuanqiao; Zhang Cuishan was, in effect, Zhang Sanfeng's last disciple.

Therefore, when Song Yuanqiao said this, everyone held their breath, and Yin Liting stopped crying and dared not make a sound.

Song Qingshu bowed and said, "Father, please forgive me..."

"There is no father here!" Song Yuanqiao snorted angrily. "I am speaking to you as the leader of Wudang Sect."

Song Qingshu trembled and hurriedly knelt down. He had always been favored on Wudang Mountain and had never seen his father so solemn and dignified.

Song Yuanqiao said, "Don't you know that Chief Escort Yun is highly respected by us? Don't you know what it means to treat guests well?"

"Our Wudang Sect is founded on chivalry. If our friends in the martial arts world were to learn of what happened today, they would think that our Wudang Sect used a favor to blackmail us, showing no respect whatsoever. Who gave you the audacity to act so recklessly?"

It's important to understand that Yun Changkong's method of requesting an audience via telepathy was considered a serious provocation in the martial arts world. After all, everyone involved practiced martial arts, and such shouting would likely be ignored by Wudang disciples who were practicing internal energy cultivation, possessing profound and devastating power.
However, those with shallow skills might suffer from qi deviation if disturbed. Yun Changkong knew this well, and after repeatedly questioning Song Qingshu, he finally spoke.

Therefore, when the heroes of Wudang heard Yun Changkong's voice transmission, they thought that he was arrogant and boastful because of his martial arts reputation, and came to Wudang Mountain to provoke and show off his power. That's why they went down the mountain together.

Zhang Songxi, in particular, was deeply resentful and unable to let it go. He thought to himself that Yunhe was a renowned hero in Shanxi and Shaanxi, and his son should know proper etiquette. Besides, he had saved the lives of Yunhe's entire family.

Although chivalrous people believe in giving without expecting anything in return, Yun Changkong's actions show a complete disregard for the Wudang Sect.

Unexpectedly, upon meeting him, Yun Changkong immediately admitted his rudeness and apologized profusely, speaking with humility and politeness.
Looking at the man again, their expressions showed no trace of evil or frivolity, which changed their opinion and dispelled their suspicions.

This explains why Yun Changkong's actions were not due to a lack of manners, but rather out of necessity!
This is because even with his superb martial arts skills, he did not force his way through the mountain gate. Instead, he was stopped by Song Qingshu and several other third-generation disciples. Clearly, he was mindful of Wudang's kindness and had no choice but to do so!
Then it becomes obvious who is behind this.

A tall, simple-looking man glanced at Song Qingshu and said coldly, "Our senior brother saw you as a talent among the third-generation disciples, which is why he entrusted you with such an important task. Your actions today are truly disappointing!"

This person is Yu Lianzhou, the Second Hero, a fearsome figure in the entire Wudang Sect, because he hates evil and is impartial and incorruptible, unlike Song Yuanqiao, who is a nice guy and easy to talk to.

Song Qingshu hurriedly knelt down and said, "Sect Leader, fellow disciples, please forgive me. It was Young Hero Yun who said he has a medicine that can cure Third Uncle's disability!"

In an instant, ten sharp gazes from the Wudang heroes, like lightning, were fixed on Yun Changkong without blinking, causing his robes to flutter even without wind!

Yun Changkong crippled Yin Yewang's limbs and made a pact with Yin Tianzheng, saying that if he lost, he would heal his disabilities.

Everyone in the martial arts world knew about it, but they felt that the matter was too bizarre. They thought that Yun Changkong was besieged by the Eagle Sect and made up such a lie in order to make it easier to escape. In reality, it was because he was confident that his martial arts were superior to the White-browed Eagle King, so he didn't need to make up the truth.

Moreover, Hubei is not within the sphere of influence of the Sky Eagle Sect, so they are not afraid that Yin Tianzheng will lose the duel and will call on their followers to swarm him!

Yin Yewang and the members of the Sky Eagle Sect shared the same thought: they believed Yin Yewang was doomed, and Yun Changkong was merely using this as a delaying tactic. Therefore, regardless of whether Yin Tianzheng won or lost, Yin Yewang was already useless; why not eliminate him to prevent Yin Tianzheng from losing the duel?

Yun Changkong clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Young Master Song's words are correct."

Song Qingshu turned his head sharply, pointed at Zhao Min sitting in the distance, and said angrily, "That girl is the Mongolian princess he was rumored to be talking about. She's the one who gave me the medicine that can cure my third uncle."

She had also saved his life. I thought to myself, the martial arts world says that Young Master Yun is lecherous and immoral, and now I've seen it for myself. That's why I feel that Wudang Mountain, with its pristine environment, shouldn't host such a filthy person. Hence my actions! I implore the Sect Leader and all my fellow disciples to see this clearly!

Song Yuanqiao and the others looked at Tang Wenliang and the Wudang disciples. Seeing their solemn expressions, they knew that what they said was probably true.

Yun Changkong had been calculating all along, knowing full well that this journey would be arduous, but for the sake of his father and the镖旗 (镖旗 is a type of security escort service), he had no choice but to yield. Now that Song Yuanqiao, as the leader of Wudang, was handling the matter of dividing the sect, he naturally didn't interfere.

In his eyes, Song Qingshu was just as insignificant as Xi Huazi and the others. He didn't have the time or inclination to bother with such a person!
From today onward, if anyone tries to cause trouble again, just swat them like flies, and that will be the end of it. No one can say that Yunhe failed in raising his son, producing such an inhuman creature as Yun Changkong.

It's perfect in its imperfections, wonderfully imperfect, absolutely fantastic!
Therefore, the greater the grievances Yun Changkong suffers at Wudang Mountain today, the easier it will be for him to travel the martial arts world in the future!
That would be very beneficial!

That's who it really is; nobody can interfere with you!

He even hopes that Shaolin Temple will come along, that would be even better!

"Avoiding the important and focusing on the trivial!" Zhao Min couldn't stand it anymore and said with a half-smile, "You're just used to being arrogant in Wudang Mountain and resentful of Yun Changkong's reputation. Now that you've come to Wudang Mountain yourself, relying on the kindness the Wudang Sect has shown you, you're trying to humiliate him so that he can't stand it and will either leave the mountain in shame or try to storm the mountain with his martial arts."

"Heh heh, in this way, Yun Changkong will become arrogant and disrespectful, gaining another reputation for disregarding filial piety and righteousness. Where will he find a place in the martial world? You, Young Master Song, are still a leading figure among the younger generation of martial artists! Truly remarkable!"

Zhao Min didn't have Yun Changkong's magnanimity; her words were like knives.

It should be known that people in the martial arts world have always held the word "filial piety" in the highest esteem. If one "betrays one's master and destroys one's ancestors," it is the most taboo crime in the martial arts world, both the righteous and the evil, as well as gangs and sects, and everyone has the right to kill him!
The Yun family survived entirely thanks to Zhang Songxi. Yun Changkong ventured into the martial world to avenge his father, but instead flaunted his power on Wudang Mountain. This was not the behavior of Yun He, and he lacked any sense of loyalty.

How could Song Qingshu not know the principle that filial piety and righteousness are the foundation of life? Yun Changkong has taken a wrong step on Wudang Mountain today, which is to violate the principle of "filial piety and righteousness". No matter how high his martial arts are, no one in the martial arts world will admire him. Then this person is no different from being dead!

Song Qingshu's face flushed red when Zhao Min exposed his true feelings, but he still wanted to defend himself, thinking that Xi Hua Zi was the one who did it all.

Song Yuanqiao angrily said, "Qingshu, even if you have doubts and don't trust Brother Yun, don't you trust Chief Escort Yun?"

Song Qingshu said in a low voice, "It's because of Chief Escort Yun that I..."

Yu Lianzhou asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by that?"

“It’s like this…” Song Qingshu said as he thought, “Five years ago, Chief Escort Yun and his men came up the mountain. Not only were they disrespectful to my father and my seventh uncle, but they were even more disrespectful to my grandmaster. That’s why I’m indignant…”

"Outrageous!" Song Yuanqiao was even more furious: "Chief镖头 Yun disrespected your great master because he was deceived by Yin Susu and thought that your fifth uncle killed more than seventy people, young and old, from the Longmen Escort Agency. Moreover, he personally apologized to us afterward and wanted to apologize to your great master!"

Besides, given his character, your grandmaster wouldn't care about such impulsive words. How could you be so narrow-minded!
"I think this young lady is right. You're using the incident of Chief Escort Yun being disrespectful to your grandmaster as an excuse to vent your anger, simply because you're resentful that his martial arts are superior to yours, isn't that right?"

Song Qingshu trembled all over.

The crowd whispered among themselves, especially the disciples of the Kongtong Sect.

The heroes of Wudang were all righteous and chivalrous, and they were indignant that their successor was so disappointing in front of their fellow disciples from Kunlun and Kongtong sects. However, they dared not say anything more.

After all, Song Qingshu is the only son of the sect leader's senior brother, so brotherly affection cannot be ignored.

"Hehe..." Zhao Min sneered and said, "I have heard that in your martial arts world, the two words 'filial piety and righteousness' are the most important. Today, he can completely disregard the kindness of his teachers in educating and teaching him because of his own selfishness."

"Hmph, if anything changes one day, he'll still betray us. This kind of person is actually the number one disciple of the third generation in the Wudang Sect? Heh, Master Zhang, a grandmaster who founded the sect and whose brilliance shines through the ages, has no successors. How tragic and lamentable!"

Song Yuanqiao was very composed, but he was also angered by what she said. However, seeing that she was just a child, he couldn't stoop to her level.

Mo Shenggu, however, could not contain his anger and said angrily, "Little girl, how dare you be so presumptuous! My senior brother is disciplining a disciple, and you dare to cause trouble? Hmph, you really are a barbarian, utterly ignorant of manners!"

“Yes, I am a barbarian, ignorant of etiquette!” Zhao Min smiled and said, “Then, I would like to ask Mo Qixia! Is this Hero Yun truly ignorant of etiquette, or is he foolish enough to bring fake medicine to trick Master Zhang into playing with you?”

Everyone frowned.

Yu Lianzhou looked at Yun Changkong and said, "Brother Yun, do you really have a miraculous medicine that can heal my third brother's injuries?"

Yun Changkong had been standing silently to one side, but now he nodded and said, "Yu Sanxia has been injured for many years and his martial arts should not be able to recover, but it should not be a problem to let him live and walk like an ordinary person."

After I obtained this medicine, I tested it on animals. One animal broke a leg, and overnight, it was full of energy, as if it had never been injured.

Of course, Yu Sanxia's bones were shattered into pieces by the Mighty Vajra Finger, and so many years have passed, so the effects will definitely be slow, but it will certainly be effective.

As he spoke, he took out a small package from his bosom, tightly wrapped in oil paper. After unwrapping it, he handed the bottle to Yu Lianzhou: "Please take a look, Your Excellency."

Yu Lianzhou took the bottle, uncorked it, and inhaled its fragrant, cool aroma. Upon closer inspection, he found it was filled with black ointment. He asked in a trembling voice, "This really works?" Then he became excited, "This medicine can really make my third brother stand up again?"

"Let me smell it!"

"Let me see!"

The fellow disciples were all deeply loyal and eager to see what was going on.

Zhao Min casually remarked, "Injuries involving severed tendons and broken bones are indeed incurable, but there are always exceptions in this world. Just like there are people who can heal severed limbs and even cure blindness."

I don't know how this chivalrous hero Yun learned that I had this medicine, but he actually broke into the Prince's mansion at night, took two heavy blows to his back, and almost died on the spot, all to get this medicine.

Last night, he was ambushed by the Demonic Sect on the Han River and severely wounded. Yet today, he still remembers to deliver medicine to your Wudang Sect. Such a hero, so benevolent, righteous, wise, and courageous, yet Young Master Song judges him by his own standards and makes things difficult for him in every way. Does he think that Yu Sanxia's more than ten years of bed rest wasn't enough?

The Wudang heroes were surprised, impressed, and delighted to hear that Yun Changkong had gone to such great lengths to make the medicine.

Song Qingshu was greatly agitated and exclaimed, "I didn't think that way! I just thought they were liars and had no intention of harming Third Uncle!" Zhao Min sneered, "Listen to him, still trying to argue!"

He glanced around at the disciples of the Kongtong Sect and the Taoist priests of Wudang: "Gentlemen, you all saw this the whole time. Did Hero Yun say that if this medicine is ineffective, Young Master Song can still kill or beat him if he wants?"

The Wudang heroes looked sternly at Song Qingshu, then at the Taoist priests, whose gazes darted away.

"That's right!" Tang Wenliang nodded and said, "Young Master Yun said those words."

Zhao Min laughed and said, "You can at least say something definite!"

"What are you saying?" Tang Wenliang glared and said, "I, Tang, am a man of my word, I never lie!"

Upon hearing this, everyone thought that Tang Wenliang was a senior monk of Kongtong Temple and would not speak nonsense.

Zhao Min laughed and said, "Alright, because of what you said, I will not bother you anymore from now on."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingshu felt a surge of anger and glared fiercely at Tang Wenliang.

Seeing Song Qingshu glaring at him, Tang Wenliang said, "Young Master Song, I'm just stating the facts, what are you trying to do?"

Seeing this, Song Qingshu quickly lowered his head, filled with remorse and cursing Tang Wenliang for kicking him when he was down!
Zhao Min said coldly, "Hero Yun has such a prestigious reputation, and he has explained many times that he only wanted to repay a debt of gratitude by helping Hero Yu. But our young master Song just doesn't believe it."

Of course, it's understandable that people don't believe him; there are countless people in the world who don't believe in him, so why is he the only one who doesn't?

However, as the host, he allowed Xihua Zi and Master Yun to make things difficult. You all know that he is a scoundrel. If Master Yun can't hold back and fights with him, offending the Kunlun Sect is secondary. What will you Wudang heroes think?

What do people in the martial arts world think of this young hero, Yun?
As Young Master Yun gained fame in Jiangnan, it became common knowledge that the Yun family had been saved by Zhang Sixia of Wudang.

If he were to attack the guests of the Wudang Sect on Wudang Mountain, wouldn't that be a complete disgrace to the Wudang Sect, something to be trampled on?

"Others might not care; it's just a matter of who's stronger. But Zhang Sixiamen has done the Yun family a great favor. For him to act this way is nothing short of an ungrateful wretch!"

Zhao Min's gentle voice was irresistible to these renowned Wudang heroes, not to mention Song Qingshu, whose heart pounded wildly.

Initially, no one had much hope for Yu Daiyan's injuries, but judging from Zhao Min's words, the injuries weren't incurable. Moreover, they were in front of Yun Changkong, and this woman was still a princess, so she probably wouldn't lie.

Yun Changkong looked at Zhao Min, but saw her smiling slightly, deliberately avoiding his gaze. He felt a pang of emotion and clasped his hands in greeting to the Wudang heroes, saying, "Gentlemen, the elixir has been delivered and the escort flag has been taken. I shall take my leave now!"

"Wait!" Song Yuanqiao quickly interrupted, "Since I was entrusted with the Wudang sect by my master's high regard, I have never dared to overstep the bounds of reason and morality in my dealings with people. Even if it were my own son, I would not show any favoritism. You shall just wait and see!"

Yun Changkong shook his head and said, "Sect Leader Song, your sect is upright and honorable, which I greatly admire. Compared to Zhang Sixia saving my entire family's lives, Brother Song's relationship with me is insignificant."

"I came here to repay a debt of gratitude. If I were to punish your son, it would betray my original purpose for coming to Wudang Mountain."

He spoke earnestly, and Tang Wenliang and the others had all witnessed his behavior since he came up the mountain.

Tang Wenliang said, "That's right. Since Young Hero Yun came up the mountain, he has never been displeased with our disrespect. His actions are completely contrary to the rumors in the martial arts world. With his martial arts skills, I, Tang, am no match for him. This shows that he respects the Wudang Sect!"

“Yes!” Zhao Min clicked her tongue and said, “Young Master Yun respects Wudang and remains so righteous even after suffering injustice. But the Wudang Sect, which leads the martial arts world, is just a big shop that bullies its customers. Hmph, who will dare to come here in the future?”

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Song Qingshu with great tension.

Song Qingshu looked up at his father, his face filled with grief and indignation, and said, "Father, it was all her doing, stirring things up..."

"Song Qingshu!" Song Yuanqiao said, "Because of your own selfish reasons, when fellow martial arts practitioners came to visit you with courtesy, you concealed this from your elders. I punish you by making you reflect on your mistakes in seclusion for three years, during which time you are not allowed to leave without orders. Do you accept this punishment?"

Song Qingshu said in a low voice, "I am convinced."

Song Yuanqiao's expression softened slightly. He scanned the entire room and said in a deep voice, "When we first entered the Wudang sect, we were told to do good deeds and fulfill our chivalrous duties, so that you would not let us down. Today's incident with Song Qingshu should serve as a warning to you all!"

The Wudang heroes and the Taoist priests all bowed their heads and said, "We will respectfully obey the sect leader's teachings!"

Zhao Min sneered, "Sect Leader Song, since you put it that way, then this method of handling things cannot be considered fair."

Yun Changkong chuckled inwardly; Zhao Min had truly mastered the art of using the principle that a gentleman can be deceived.

Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard and smiled, "Does the young lady have some brilliant idea?"

"Whether it's a brilliant idea or a mediocre one, it's all up to Headmaster Song to decide." Zhao Min looked up at the sky and said, "As for me, I don't travel around the martial world much. I only recently went out for a while, and I heard that everyone respects Wudang as the pinnacle of the martial arts world. It's not because Master Zhang's martial arts are the best in the world, but because everything he does is based on reason. I wonder if that's true?"

“That’s right!” Yu Lianzhou said coldly, “In the martial world, everything comes down to the word ‘reason’. Whether facing martial arts masters and powerful sects or orphans and widows who have no strength or courage, one should act according to reason and not rely solely on force!”

Yu Lianzhou spoke righteously, and Zhao Min nodded slightly: "Alright, then I would like to ask, I am indeed a Mongol, but I saved Yun Changkong's life. That Xihua Zi made things difficult for me on Wudang Mountain. Does that mean that Young Hero Yun should repay the Wudang Sect for saving his life, but not me?"

"Oh!" Song Yuanqiao said calmly, "Even if someone is the most heinous of criminals, they should be repaid for saving your life! There's nothing wrong with that!"

“Yes!” Zhao Min puffed out her cheeks and said, “But your son, as the host, watched Xi Hua Zi provoke him and did nothing to stop him. Isn’t that tacit approval?”

Everyone glanced at Song Qingshu; their lack of objection was tantamount to tacit approval.

Zhao Min continued, "Just now, Yun Changkong defeated the Kunlun disciples and broke their sword formation to repay my life-saving grace. I ask you, will the Kunlun Sect let him get away with this?"

A slight commotion arose among the crowd. The Wudang heroes all knew the nature of Xihua Zi and the Kunlun Sect leader; this matter was certainly not over.

Yun Changkong was filled with mixed feelings. This woman had been speaking on his behalf the whole time. What would he do if he angered her?

Song Qingshu was furious and retorted, "You vixen! If you hadn't come out and deliberately revealed your identity, how could I have harbored any hostility towards Young Hero Yun? And you're still trying to sow discord here!"

Zhao Min sneered, "You're stupid, and you're clumsy too. Didn't you just say that the Han and the non-Han peoples can't coexist? I'm a Mongol, and he's a Han!"

Song Qingshu was momentarily confused. What did this mean?
Zhang Songxi smiled and asked, "Did you and Brother Yun know each other for a long time?"

Zhao Min shook her head and said, "Before we met in Kaifeng, I had never met him before."

Zhang Songxi asked, "If that's the case, why are you helping Brother Yun?"

Zhao Min laughed and said, "Doesn't Zhang Sixia understand either?"

Zhang Songxi laughed and said, "The conflict in the martial arts world is getting more and more intense. Many famous martial arts masters have been drawn into the trouble. But now the killing intent is already lurking. Brother Yun is avenging his father, which is the duty of a son. However, he is too sharp and has already been resented by many people."

You, a Mongol princess, have repeatedly helped him, hoping to mislead others and make him infamous and ostracized in the martial arts world. Do you think I don't understand? Or is it that the world doesn't understand?

"You all understand, but what's the use?" Zhao Min smiled slightly: "Young Master Yun's father wants to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty. As a Mongol, I naturally don't want him to follow in his father's footsteps and oppose me!"

Young Master Keyun is magnanimous, upright, and highly skilled in martial arts. We Mongols admire heroes the most. I cannot bear to see him die in an ambush by others, and I also want him to be able to distinguish right from wrong and turn around to help me..."

At this point, Zhao Min sighed softly and said, "I'm an honest person, I don't do things in secret. I had this plan all along, intending to wipe out several major sects of the martial arts world in one fell swoop..."

Mo Shenggu sneered and replied, "You? Little girl, you're too arrogant, haha..."

Zhao Min frowned: "Whether it can be done or not is one thing. But I have the idea of ​​having your Wudang Sect and Master Zhang serve the imperial court. Shouldn't that be the case?"

Upon hearing this, even Zhang Songxi, with his exceptional intelligence, was speechless.

Zhao Min glanced at the sky and said, "Of course, you people are like rocks in a cesspool, smelly and hard. It's unlikely that I can recruit you for my own use."

So what's wrong with me making him lose prestige among the Han people and be unable to support himself?
But I am a Mongol. Although we fight among ourselves, it's for power and profit. But what about you?
It's all because of jealousy and envy of talent!

Young Master Yun, since your debut, including today's trip to Wudang Mountain, hasn't it all been for that Jin Yang镖旗 (镖旗 is a type of escort flag) that your father lost?
He never revealed his sect, which was a way of telling everyone that he had no ambition to dominate the martial arts world, and who did it bother?

Is it worth the martial arts world targeting them like this?

This young master Song must be at least twenty-one or twenty-two years old this year. He has the world's number one master as his grandmaster and so many capable uncles protecting him, yet he is not as famous or skilled as a sixteen-year-old boy. How can he accept this?

Hehe, I've finally got my chance today. Back then, Master Zhang sent me to Shaolin Temple, where I was humiliated.

Today's vast sky is just like the Zhang Zhenren of yesteryear, and Wudang Mountain is Shaoshi Mountain. Tsk tsk, he's quite capable, I've broadened my horizons.

Well, if Kunlun Sect Leader He Taichong and Ban Shuxian stand up for their disciple in the future, regardless of whether Young Hero Yun wins or loses, he will offend another martial arts sect, which will cause countless deaths. It is all due to your son's foresight.

At this moment, Sect Leader Song only orders him to spend three years in seclusion as a way to exonerate himself. Do you think that's fair enough?

Despite her young age, she was not at all shy and spoke eloquently, her words stern and righteous, leaving the seasoned martial arts masters of Wudang speechless.

If Yun Changkong weren't here, and it were just a Mongolian woman, it would be easy to deal with her; she could simply refuse to listen to reason. But because of Yun Changkong, there's no other way but to reason with her.

Yun Changkong vaguely understood Zhao Min's intentions. She wanted to humiliate the Wudang Sect, prove her worth to her father, and continue to lead the heroes and cause trouble in the martial arts world!

Yun Changkong sighed and said, "Princess, I finally understand what you mean by saying I can't distinguish right from wrong. I'm grateful for your high regard. I've said before that those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. As for today's matter, you understand that I truly don't care what others think of me."

All I want is to get back my family's flag and give my father some closure; I don't care about anything else! And thank you for speaking up for me.

He then clasped his hands in a fist salute to the Wudang heroes, saying, "Gentlemen, may our friendship endure forever, farewell!" He turned and strode away.

Zhao Min was furious when she heard this. She glared at him and thought to herself, "This brat doesn't know what's good for him!"

"Brother Yun!" Zhang Songxi suddenly rushed forward, hurriedly catching up with Yun Changkong: "You have come from afar. If you don't come to Zixiao Palace for a cup of tea, how can we feel at ease, and how can we face others?"

Yun Changkong said, "Fourth Hero Zhang, if you trust me, the injuries to Third Hero Yu will not heal overnight. Another day, I, Yun Changkong, will personally visit Master Zhang at Zixiao Palace to learn about martial arts from him! If you doubt that there is a problem with this medicine, I can stay at Wudang Mountain for a few days!"

Upon hearing this, everyone understood. Yun Changkong wanted nothing to do with the Wudang Sect. It was likely that if the Jinyang Escort Agency's flag hadn't been on Wudang Mountain, and his father, Yun He, hadn't been forced to swear an oath never to set foot there, he would have already turned and left after being humiliated by Song Qingshu!

Zhang Songxi sighed, "You're just like your father, too stubborn." Then he turned to Song Qingshu and said, "Qingshu, aren't you going to apologize to Young Hero Yun?"

Song Qingshu said in a trembling voice, "I...I..."

Yun Changkong waved his hand and said, "Zhang Sixia, you underestimate me. If I were in your nephew's shoes, I might not be as good as him!"

But now, I don't care about him either!
So all of this can be skipped.

If only the heroic and chivalrous Yu Sanxia could have stood up a few years earlier, that would have been enough!

Zhang Songxi patted his shoulder: "Good, if my third brother can get up, the entire Wudang will be deeply grateful!"

Zhao Min said coldly, "I forgot to mention, if we're going to use the medicine, we'll have to break Yu Sanxia's bones again. After a few months, he should be able to move around freely again."

Upon hearing that Yu Daiyan would have to suffer again, everyone was filled with rage. Thinking of the Eagle Sect and the murderer who crushed his limbs, they all gritted their teeth in hatred.

Song Yuanqiao said, "Brother Yun, after thinking about what this young lady said, I am indeed extremely ashamed. Since things have come to this, if the Kunlun Sect seeks trouble with you, everything will fall on my Wudang Sect!"

Chang Kong clasped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, Sect Leader Song!"

Zhao Min chuckled, "Sect Leader Song, you still haven't realized the problem!"

Song Yuanqiao frowned slightly and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Min said, "If a son is not taught, it is the father's fault. Your son's actions today are all because of you, his father."

"You've taken on the grudge against the Kunlun Sect, but what if your son becomes the sect leader? Wouldn't he seek revenge for today's humiliation? If you truly have a heart for the greater good, you should depose him!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed, and Song Yuanqiao and Song Qingshu also lost their color.

Yun Changkong said, "Everyone, don't listen to this girl's nonsense!"

Zhao Min said loudly, "My actions are merely to tell you all that as long as Sect Leader Song remains the sect leader, Song Qingshu will never amount to anything!"

"It's only because he thinks he's the rightful successor to the sect leader because he has you as his father, and no one can compete with him, that he dares to be so reckless and disregard his elders. Therefore, if you want your son to change for the better, you must step down as sect leader and ensure he is never allowed to inherit the position!"

Yun Changkong reached out with lightning speed, grabbed Zhao Min, turned and left. In the blink of an eye, he was already more than ten feet away, turned a corner of a mountain, and disappeared without a trace.

After a long pause, Song Yuanqiao slowly exhaled a long breath and said solemnly, "From this day forward, Song Qingshu is stripped of his position as the head disciple of the third generation and is instead granted the title of Lingxu!"

This statement was delivered with an authoritative tone and was imposing.

The crowd was immediately intimidated.

"Father!" Song Qingshu's face immediately turned pale, and large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Big Brother!"

"How could we let this Mongolian woman..."

Several of his fellow disciples tried to dissuade him.

Song Yuanqiao waved his hand, becoming even more serious, and said, "Regardless of the girl's intentions, what she said is correct. No one knows a son better than his father. Qing Shu is too proud and arrogant, and cannot tolerate others. With such a restless mind, he will hardly achieve much in martial arts. Before he makes a big mistake, the Wudang Sect must not be handed over to him!"

In an instant, Song Qingshu felt as if all the tendons had been pulled out of his body, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Then Song Yuanqiao said, "Issue my sect leader's order: without my order, Song Qingshu shall not step out of Wudang Mountain. Anyone who dares to assist him shall be a traitor to our sect!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingshu felt his vision go black and his mind go completely blank. Wouldn't this make him a prisoner, and would Song Qingshu cease to exist in the martial arts world?

Tang Wenliang said loudly, "The Wudang Sect Leader is a man of great wisdom in handling affairs. I, Tang, admire him greatly!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Song Yuanqiao turned and headed back to the mountain.

Several junior disciples hurriedly followed, also feeling that Song Qingshu needed to be taught a lesson. If he changed his ways in the future, it wouldn't be a bad idea to let him leave the mountain!
The group went to treat Yu Daiyan's injuries, which naturally brought a mix of joy and sorrow, but I won't go into details.

Tang Wenliang looked around at his disciples and said, "See? Never underestimate a woman!"
Zhang Wuxia was a young hero, but he was implicated by a wicked witch from a cult. One wrong step led to eternal regret, ultimately resulting in his death and disgrace, bringing shame upon the Wudang sect.

"This little girl's words today have cost the Wudang Sect its number one master of three generations. I doubt Song Yuanqiao will even have the face to remain the sect leader. You should all take this as a warning!"

"Yes, Master!"

Tang Wenliang laughed heartily and beckoned his disciples to go down the mountain.

Did the Wudang Sect hear these words?

Of course I heard it.

They've heard too much.

However, when Zhang Sanfeng talked about Zhang Cuishan with his disciples, he was saddened and felt quite angry and resentful towards Yin Susu. They all felt that Zhang Cuishan was good in every way, except that he married the wrong wife!
(End of this chapter)