The Villain's Counterattack

"Lu Zhangke" straightened his back, exuding a unique aura. He asked doubtfully, "Master Yuanzhen, how did you know I wasn't Lu Zhangke? You should know that I carefully studied the information that righteous man sent me before, and repeatedly pondered your respective personalities. Only then could I act so convincingly. I wonder where I went wrong?"

Cheng Kun looked coldly at the "Lu Zhangke" in front of him, his eyes flickering. Who was this man? There was a spy around the princess, who had betrayed him? His mind raced, but he still answered calmly: "Lu Zhangke and his brother are originally from the Western Regions. But you keep calling them Western Regions foreign monks, and you are also insulting yourself."

"Lu Zhangke" slapped his forehead and said in annoyance, "It was indeed my fault for being careless. I accidentally immersed myself too much in your role and ended up scolding 'Lu Zhangke' as well. I really shouldn't have done that. But Master, do you really not recognize me? You know, we just met."

"Lu Zhangke" casually tore off the disguise on his face, revealing to be Yang Xiao, the Left Protector of the Ming Cult. Cheng Kun was shocked and was about to escape, but "Yang Xiao" used his magical power with a snap of his fingers, forcing him to jump around in a mess. In the end, he was hit and fell to the ground due to his serious injuries.

"Master Yuanzhen, I am very curious. As a Han Chinese, what exactly did you gain by defecting to the Mongols? Seeing that you are quite old, you probably don't have many years left to live. Are wealth and glory really that important?" "Yang Xiao" walked forward and rushed forward suddenly. Before Cheng Kun could react, he was in front of him and pressed several major acupoints on his body.

Cheng Kun's eyes burned with rage as he glared at "Yang Xiao" and said, "I wish I could see you all vanish into thin air. I wish I could kill you all with my own hands! Bullshit about wealth and glory! As long as I can destroy the Demon Cult, what's the point of joining the imperial court? Alas, I, Cheng Kun, have had an unfortunate life. My beloved wife was taken away by someone else, and my only beloved disciple hates me to the core. My only wish is to do everything in my power to destroy the Ming Cult. I was so close to success, but..."

"Cheng Kun, are you the master of Lion King Xie Xun? Aren't you a disciple of the divine monk Kongjian?" Yang Xiao was startled and shouted, "Wait, let me think about this. Back then, you intended to rape Xie Xun's wife and took the opportunity to kill his parents, wife, and children. This caused him to hunt you everywhere, arousing public outrage in the martial arts world. Was this also to tarnish the reputation of our Holy Sect?"

Cheng Kun was already a prisoner at this time. He knew that he would have no chance of escape if he fell into the hands of the Demon Cult, so he told everything, including how he and his junior sister were childhood sweethearts and had a lot of love for each other, how Yang Dingtian had stolen her love, how his junior sister's parents had chosen to marry her to Yang Dingtian out of preference for the rich, and how he had an affair with his junior sister.

Until one day, their affair was discovered. Yang Dingtian was pissed to death, and his sister committed suicide out of shame. Heartbroken by the loss of his beloved, he swore a poisonous oath: "I, Cheng Kun, swear to do everything in my power to destroy the Ming Cult. When I accomplish this, I will come before you and commit suicide in gratitude."

Afterwards, he used Xie Xun to disrupt the martial arts world and ruin the reputation of the Ming Cult. He even wanted to kill Song Yuanqiao to anger Zhang Sanfeng, but failed. Later, he became a disciple of the divine monk Kongjian, and designed to frame the divine monk Kongjian and put him to death.

"The divine monk Kongjian has done you a favor and accepted you as his disciple, teaching you martial arts. How could you have the heart to kill him?" Yang Xiao seemed puzzled by his actions. "You became Kongjian's disciple. With his protection, wouldn't you be more comfortable in Shaolin? Why are you so determined to eliminate him? Shaolin has countless eminent monks. If you want to provoke Shaolin, you can probably use other monks."

"Shaolin has many eminent monks, and Kongjian is the most skilled in martial arts, the most compassionate, and a truly wise man. I only became his disciple because I wanted to infiltrate Shaolin and hide myself. If he doesn't die, he'll keep watching me. How can I continue to stir up trouble in the martial arts world? If my good disciple can't track me, how can he keep killing people?"

Cheng Kun sneered, "That great monk was severely wounded by my good disciple's Seven Wounds Fist, yet he remained alive. In the end, he even questioned me, and I personally killed him, leaving behind my good disciple's usual message. If my good disciple hadn't injured him first, how could I have killed the divine monk Kongjian? You could say he killed him."

"Pa pa pa," "Yang Xiao" couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed: "What a ruthless Shaolin monk!"

Cheng Kun looked at "Yang Xiao" coldly and said, "I've told you everything you want to know, but I have one question. I'll die in peace if I don't understand. How did you know so much information? The princess is surrounded by many experts. Even if you, the Demon Sect's Left Envoy of Light, the Green-Winged Bat King, the White-Browed Eagle King, and the Five Wanderers, were all out to defeat them, how did you get so much information about the princess?"

"Yang Xiao" looked at Cheng Kun with pity and said coldly, "There are many reasons for corruption, but not everyone is so heartless and ungrateful that they forget their origins. You should never have touched the Beggars' Sect."

"It's him! It's him! It's actually him! Hahaha, I didn't expect that the princess's most loyal servant would also be selfish. Hahaha, a dog who can't devote himself to his master is not a good dog. I'm waiting for him in hell! Hahaha, cough cough~" Cheng Kun laughed out loud and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. The smile on his face gradually froze.

"Yang Xiao" just stood by and sighed after a moment, "Why do you do this? Your bad character harms others and yourself, and you will eventually be infamous for thousands of years." As he said that, he slapped the pile of rocks, making a shallow pit, kicked Cheng Kun's stiff body into it, piled some stones to bury him, and then floated away.

"Yang Xiao" floated away and stopped after walking only a hundred meters. He tore off the disguise on his face and restored his true form, Song Qingshu.

Looking at the ugly-looking Shaolin Kongzhi, Kongxing and others, Song Qingshu made a gesture to keep quiet and left quickly.

"Cheng Kun is not dead, he just pretended to be dead using a strange martial art." After walking three or five miles, Song Qingshu told everyone the reason. Kong Zhi was fine, but Kong Xing suddenly jumped out and prepared to go back to dig Cheng Kun out and interrogate him.

"Cheng Kun has committed numerous crimes and deserves death, but he still has some followers who have not been exposed. In addition, I deliberately spread false information to frame the confidants of the Mongol Tartar princess. Naturally, Cheng Kun will stir up internal unrest on the other side after he returns. Although he did not die, he was hit by my palm, leaving a hidden danger. As long as a miracle doctor like Wuji is not found, it will be difficult for ordinary people to cure him." Song Qingshu and others walked away. Cheng Kun was buried not far away. The real Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and others came out, looked at each other with extremely ugly faces, and then sighed and left together.

In response to everyone's curiosity, Song Qingshu briefly explained, "Three years ago, I personally went to Dadu to investigate the situation and drew a defense map of Dadu in preparation for a future counterattack against the Mongols. One day, I ran into a Mongol princess disguised as a man in a restaurant. Behind her were two elderly men with impressive martial arts skills. One of them looked familiar, and only later did I realize where I'd seen him before. He was the Mongol Tartar who had injured Wuji with the Mysterious Nether Divine Palm."

"The thought of a young Mongol Tartar having such a skilled guard as his own piqued my curiosity. Furthermore, this person was also connected to the conspiracy surrounding the Dragon Slaying Sword. So, I followed them and discovered they were actually from the Ruyang Palace. The more I investigated, the more alarmed I became."

Song Qingshu deliberately showed surprise on his face and said, "Although she is just a woman, she has many masters under her command. Any one of the two Xuanming Elders is no less powerful than the Shaolin monks of the Kong generation, and their Xuanming Divine Palm is extremely vicious and ruthless. There are also masters from the Western Regions Vajra Sect, whose Vajra Finger and Vajra Palm are ranked among the best even in Shaolin. There is a swordsman named A Da, whose swordsmanship is superb. After careful identification, it turns out to be the Eight-Armed Divine Sword of the Beggar Gang elder back then. There is also a Western Regions monk with quite impressive martial arts skills. His martial arts are disorganized, but he can display them freely and skillfully, and his martial arts are no less than Yang Xiao's."

"Then, I unexpectedly met the Shaolin monk, Master Yuanzhen, there. I was so shocked that I almost gave myself away and fled in a hurry. Later, after much inquiry, I heard that Master Yuanzhen lived in seclusion and did not leave Shaolin during that time. So I became suspicious and investigated all the information about Master Yuanzhen, but found that there was no information from twenty years ago. I felt that there were many problems with this person. It was not until a letter from Master Miejue arrived in Wudang, mentioning the Shaolin monks who went to Emei and instigated her to besiege Guangmingding, that I had a suspicion. From then on, as long as I paid close attention, it was not difficult to find his problems."

Kong Zhi's face darkened as he chanted a Buddhist name, "Donor Song speculated that they would capture us all and then attack the mountain gate. Is that true?"

"They definitely can't take down the Wudang Sect, but Shaolin should be very dangerous. After all, there are definitely more than one Mongol spy inside Shaolin. They have a poison called Ten Fragrances Softening Muscle Powder. It's colorless and odorless, and it can disable a person's Qi and weaken their limbs, making it difficult to defend against. This is their trump card that allows them to challenge the six major sects."

Song Qingshu shook his head slightly and said, "More than 90% of the demon cultists that Wudang killed along the way were Tatar troops who claimed to be demon cultists. I'm afraid they have gathered a large number of troops. We need to make long-term plans."

"What's the point of long-term planning? Our hometown has been raided. We should go back and rescue them immediately." Guan Neng, the eldest of the five elders of Kongtong, shouted loudly with an unhappy look on his face, because among the crimes Cheng Kun confessed just now, one was the story of secretly attacking him and others and helping Xie Xun to rob the Kongtong Sect's "Seven Injury Fist".

Although Xie Xun's martial arts skills are good, he is not yet invincible in the martial arts world. The reason why he is always successful is that Cheng Kun has secretly helped him a lot.

"Do you have the confidence to escape from the clutches of tens of thousands of Tartar cavalry? Moreover, you have to be careful at all times when you rest, eat, or even drink water along the way, lest you get poisoned by the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder and become a cripple. Even if they don't use this little trick, the two Xuanming Elders, several masters of the Vajra Sect, the Beggar Gang's Eight-Armed Divine Sword, the Western Regions Monk, even if they join forces with all of us here, we may not be able to defeat them. Unless we use the Wudang Seven-Section Formation, we Wudang people have no chance of winning, not to mention you Kongtong people. If you keep going like this, you will never be able to return to the Central Plains." Song Qingshu mercilessly presented the cruel facts in front of them.

"Donor Song is very resourceful. I wonder if you have any good ideas." Master Kongzhi looked at Song Qingshu. This time, the Shaolin Sect was greatly embarrassed. If they were not careful, they might even become sinners for all eternity.

"Learn from Cheng Kun and fake your own death to escape. But this requires the cooperation of the Ming Cult. Sigh, I really don't want to owe them a favor."