The Villain's Counterattack

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense. How could I pretend to be the Eastern Sect Leader of the Demon Cult? I am the guest elder of the Western Sect who failed. There is no such person with that nickname." Lin Pingzhi retorted with a serious face, but the nickname and name were so weird that Ren Yingying couldn't help laughing.

"It is true that there is no such person. If you hadn't sent Qu Yang's music score, I would not have thought that the person pretending to be him would be a young man in his teens. You should know that you chased Yu Canghai out not long ago, and there were many first-class masters of the righteous path on the scene. However, your conspiracy theory about Liu Zhengfeng has aroused the response of many people in the Holy Church. There are also many hypocrites among the righteous people." Little classmate Ren Yingying, your position seems to be different from mine.

"All crows are black, it's just a matter of who can paint themselves a more beautiful white paper and gold powder. The people in my Demonic Sect have always been used to doing things their own way. When we do evil, we don't know how to cover up. It's normal to be chased like rats crossing the street. Look at the Songshan Sect. When they want to exterminate an entire family, they first find an excuse. Even if they are accused of tyranny afterwards, it won't be demonic."

Ren Yingying couldn't help but sneer when he kept referring to him as the Demon Cult. "You're a spy from the righteous sect who infiltrated my Holy Cult. You keep calling it the Demon Cult, but you've completely revealed your true identity. Aren't you afraid that I'll order someone to apprehend you?"

Lin Pingzhi shrugged and said, "You have no evidence. How can you defame someone innocent with your bare words? When did I ever slander the Demon Cult? I, Lin Pingzhi, am a man of dignified appearance and elegant demeanor. Wherever I go, I am like a bright lamp in the dark night. I cannot hide my radiance. There is no such thing as a spy or undercover agent."

"How can you be so shameless? Who would praise themselves like that?"

"Did I say something wrong? Touch your chest and tell me honestly, am I handsome?"

"I won't say it." Ren Yingying would not be fooled. She said that no matter what she said, it would be wrong and the best choice was to say nothing.

"Huh, you're still silent? Didn't we agree on a question-and-answer period?" Lin Pingzhi pretended to be surprised.

"I answered it. If I don't say it, isn't it the answer?"

"You are so smart. This is totally unplayable." Lin Pingzhi retreated, and at this moment his stomach made a rumbling sound, which made his perfect gentleman image fall from grace.

"Why are you yelling? I haven't had breakfast yet. Hey, beautiful lady over there, do you want to have a good meal together? I'll treat and you pay." Lin Pingzhi seemed to be addicted to acting, pretending to be unrestrained and uninhibited, and at the same time pretending to be poor and stingy.

"What? Our famous Lin family prodigal son is going to become a thrifty and kind person?" Ren Yingying said jokingly, "What do you mean by you treat me and I pay? If I'm paying, why are you treating me?"

"Also, you haven't seen my appearance, how do you know I am a beauty? To tell you the truth, I am very ugly. No matter who sees me, he will be scared. Even you will stay away from me after seeing me." Ren Yingying's crisp voice suddenly became a little hoarse and old.

"Stop making a fuss, old woman. Let the beautiful woman next to you talk to me. I generally don't deal with ugly people unless they can give me a bunch of beautiful women or a lot of gold and silver. Those people before were all good people. Although they almost ruined my reputation as a prodigal son, they did give me a lot of good things. Once I absorb all the power of this medicine, I estimate that the Zixia Divine Art will be basically complete. Even if I can't compare to Feng Qingyang, at least I won't be worse than Master Fangzheng, Taoist Chongxu, or Dongfang Bubai."

"Nonsense." Ren Yingying's voice returned to its original clear and crisp state, and she suddenly asked, "Is Huashan Feng Qingyang really still here?"

"Not long ago, I dug him out from a crack in the rock and forced him to teach me the Dugu Nine Swords. Now, there are almost no people in the entire martial arts world who can beat me. If we tie, there are probably only a few. When I achieve a small degree of mastery of the Zixia Divine Art, I will not fear anyone except Feng Qingyang. What do you think, little girl, do you want a husband of such high quality? Opportunities are fleeting. You should know that I am still single, wealthy, charming, and charming. I am loved by everyone and everyone sees flowers blooming. People in the martial arts world know..."

"People in the martial arts world call the black sheep of the Lin family, the bad swordsman Lin Pingzhi." Ren Yingying interrupted him, making Lin Pingzhi's face flush red, as if the "Purple Cloud Magic Art" had not faded yet.

"Let's go. This is not a place to stay for long. Those idiots never know how to hide. My cavalry can't hold them for long." Lin Pingzhi said this and did not walk out. Ren Yingying appeared quietly not far away, looking at Lin Pingzhi with a sharp eye. After a slight hesitation, she also chased after him.

This was originally just a misunderstanding, but for some reason, I was obsessed with leaving Luoyang and chasing after him. This guy is even more interesting than the legends in the martial arts world. However, his squandering is not just a casual one. It's interesting!

I wonder if his martial arts skills are really as good as he claims, enough to dominate the martial arts world. Probably not. After all, he's still young, and the "Purple Cloud Divine Art" is said to be difficult to practice. He wants to achieve even a small degree of success, but it won't happen in a short period of time. Yue Buqun has been the head of Huashan for 20 to 30 years, and he has only achieved a small degree of success in the "Purple Cloud Divine Art." Even if he is a hundred times more talented than Yue Buqun, it's impossible for him to achieve such success in a short period of time.

While thinking in his mind, he did not slow down, following Lin Ping about 20 to 30 meters behind, neither too far nor too close.

Two flying knights came forward, ignoring Ren Yingying behind them, and brought three people up directly. They were the ones who tried to break in last night.

"My name is Lin Pingzhi. I held a banquet here last night to entertain someone. Who was it for? Oh, now I remember. I just feel that I have been too lucky recently. I can meet people giving silver when I walk. But it is not safe to walk with so much silver, so I just chose a place where four provinces meet to hold a banquet. Anyone who wants to come can come and eat and drink as much as they want." Lin Pingzhi's words made the three big men frown, but they reacted after hearing the other party's name.

"The prodigal son of the Lin family?"

Lin Pingzhi was choked up, looking at the Kunlun disciple with resentment. "The greatest sorrow in life is dying without spending all your money. Why not enjoy it while you're still alive, instead of regretting it right before you die? And don't you think it's nice to just throw a handful of silver at something you don't like, and then everything will be fine?"

The two Shaolin disciples and one Kunlun disciple looked at each other in bewilderment, "He's still a prodigal son indeed."

"Three of you, can we use a different word? For example, 'generous and magnanimous like Mengchang' or something like that? The word 'spendthrift' doesn't suit me. I'm actually very good at making money. If you don't believe me, you can go to Fuzhou City and ask around. Many of the businesses under my name are making a fortune every day." Lin Pingzhi kept talking nonsense and forgot about what happened between the three people.

"Boy, why don't you order your men to release us? We have been tied up here all night. Although the music of the piano sounds nice, it makes it impossible to sleep." Xin Guoliang, a big man from Shaolin Sect, had no ill will towards Lin Pingzhi, because he knew that this boy was half his own and had a close relationship with Shaolin.

"Shaolin is one of us, so untie him. Let's leave this Kunlun master alone for now. I didn't know who the guests were yesterday, but since they were guests, I always greeted them. But they gave me some tonic pills and then ran off. The combination of the pills and the wine made me so hot that I could only practice all night. Although I made some progress, I missed out on sleep, which doesn't suit my regimen."

"My subordinates are the most loyal. They generally won't disturb me without my order. I saw that you wanted to break in and disturb my practice, so I captured you. I just don't know if you happened to pass by or came here on purpose? What are you here for?" Lin Pingzhi asked knowingly.

The three of them looked at each other in bewilderment. "We heard that a large number of evil spirits were gathering again, so we rushed over to take a look. But we didn't expect it to be..."

"I'm an upright gentleman, a worthy scholar who passed the imperial examination. How could I be considered a demon? What nonsense! Which bastard slandered me like this? I will use my silver to smash his ancestral grave into a hole."