The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 143 Wu Qingying Enters Wudang

On this side, Zhang Wuji was pressing Wei Bi and chasing him relentlessly, and occasionally he could hear Song Qingshu instructing him on the tricks of "Turning Sky Palm". On the other side, Yin Li and Wu Qingying were a little unbearable to watch, as if they were fighting between shrews, scratching faces, pulling ears and poking eyes, using all kinds of methods one after another, but it was always Wu Qingying who suffered. Yin Li adhered to Song Qingshu's martial arts way, putting lightness and flexibility first, but she refused to suffer any loss.

Wu Lie's face turned pale when he saw his adult disciples and daughter being beaten by two children of thirteen or fourteen years old. Not only did Song Qingshu beat him with one hand without any chance of fighting back, but he even had the energy to instruct Zhang Wuji and Yin Li, not taking them seriously at all.

Wei Bi suddenly moved sideways and ran to the side. Zhang Wuji hit him with both feet, but Wei Bi's direction was quite strange. He grabbed Wu Qingying and blocked her behind him without stopping. Even though Yin Li tore his claws and his arm was bleeding, he refused to stop. He ran far away in a blink of an eye and left without looking back.

Zhang Wuji withdrew some of his strength, but still sent Wu Qingying flying. A mouthful of blood spurted out, but it was unclear how much of it was from the beating and how much from anger. Wu Qingying lay on the ground, heartbroken. Seeing Zhang Wuji and Yin Li surrounding him, he remained motionless, his eyes dim.

"Evil disciple!" Wu Lie was furious. Wei Bi's sudden betrayal made him completely desperate. Song Qingshu repeatedly tested Wu Lie's martial arts, then slapped him to the ground with one palm, and then pressed seven major acupoints on his body with one finger.

"Tell me the secret of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and I'll spare your life." Song Qingshu's tone was very calm. Wu Lie snorted and said, "Don't even think about it! If I don't tell you, I still have a chance of survival. If I tell you, you'll kill me to silence me. Don't think everyone is that stupid."

"I don't know if you're tough, but I doubt Wei Bi's bones are very tough. My martial arts philosophy, Song Qingshu, has always prioritized lightness over defense, with offense being the least important. Do you think he can truly escape from my grasp? I won't do anything to you. I'll just capture him and let him interrogate you. I only want the answers, and the rest is his. What do you think he'll do?" Song Qingshu's words caused Wu Lie's face to change drastically. He knew Wei Bi's character, but he'd been able to suppress him before, so he didn't really care. But now...

"Song Qingshu, it's okay to tell you the truth. I don't know the secret of the Dragon Slaying Sword." As soon as Wu Lie finished speaking, Song Qingshu kicked him three or five meters away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old? If you don't know the secret of the Dragon Slaying Sword, how dare you snatch it? With your mediocre martial arts skills, let alone one Dragon Slaying Sword, even if I gave you ten, I could still take you down with one hand. What a ridiculous claim to be the supreme master of the martial arts world! If you say you know nothing and want to seize that scourge and be hunted by all the martial artists in the world, do you think I'll believe you?"

Song Qingshu sneered, "Xie Xun's martial arts skills are ten times better than yours. Even so, he still took the Dragon Slaying Sword and risked his life to sail out to sea. You don't know the secret of the Dragon Slaying Sword, so you dare to steal it?"

"Don't treat others as fools. Those who think so are the fools themselves." Song Qingshu naturally knew the secret of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and he also knew that even if he got the Dragon Slaying Sword, he would not become the supreme master of the martial arts world. At most, he could become a general.

"A-Li, go tear off Wu Qingying's face and give it to her father. I want to see what's more important to him, family or secrets. I've heard that the two owners of Zhuwu Lianhuan Manor only have two beautiful daughters and no sons. If they lose their daughters, the family will be extinct. I don't know what use your so-called family secrets will be at that time."

Song Qingshu pointed casually, and Yin Li immediately jumped up, skipped in front of Wu Qingying, and touched her face casually. Wu Qingying heard Song Qingshu's words clearly, and couldn't help but scream and fainted.

"Stop!" Wu Lie couldn't help but yell, his face full of pleading, "Young Master Song, I'm the one who's been bewitched and is causing trouble for you. Please let Qingying go. She's innocent and knows nothing. If you're willing to let Qingying go, I'll tell you everything."

"Wuji, feed her one of the Seven-Day Soul-Severing Pills you got from Hu Qingniu, and then let her go. However, in my opinion, if she leaves now, she will most likely be killed by the man named Wei Bi. After all, he did such a vile and shameful thing, and he must be afraid of being exposed. The only way to protect himself is to kill him and put the blame on us later. Although people in the martial arts world may not believe it, I, Song Qingshu, am the first disciple of the third generation of Wudang. You have nothing worth coveting. As long as I spread the word that Wei Bi is turning against Master for the secret of the Dragon Slaying Sword, I am sure many people will naturally help me to deal with him."

Song Qingshu glanced at Wu Lie and sneered, "Reputation is sometimes so useful. I, the Confucian hero Song Qingshu, never lie."

"Brother, that's a lie," Zhang Wuji warned him, casually passing something to Wu Qingying's lips. "Miss Wu, Brother Song is ruthless towards bad guys. No innocent person has ever died at his hands. Even if one suddenly appeared, everyone would think they were a heinous criminal. The Confucian knight can't be wrong, it's definitely others who are wrong. You'd better persuade your father. Talent is the foundation of a family. No matter how much gold, silver, treasure, or martial arts secrets a person has, they will eventually benefit others."

Wu Qingying slowly woke up and glared at Zhang Wuji fiercely, but she said nothing. She knew that as soon as she opened her mouth, the child would immediately stuff some "Seven-Day Soul-Breaking Pill" into her mouth, and then everything would be over.

"Young Master Song, you have to exchange the secret of the Dragon Slaying Sword for my daughter's life, but you cannot leave any tricks on her. Qingying, you must go to Hongmei Villa to find your Uncle Zhu immediately and ask him to clean up the mess for me. Wei Bi is always eloquent and cunning, and I'm afraid he will frame your Uncle Zhu. I want him to deal with Young Master Song and kill both of us with the help of Young Master Song, and then dominate Zhuwu Lianhuan Villa alone." Wu Lie was no fool. After seeing Wei Bi's true nature, he immediately thought of what he might do.

Wu Qingying's face was filled with pain. She stood up and looked at her father with tears in her eyes. Suddenly, she rushed to Song Qingshu and knelt before him, crying out in pain, "Please, let my father go. I will do anything you ask. As long as you let my father go, I will be your slave even if it means death."

"It's truly a deep father-daughter bond." Song Qingshu nodded and said, "Wu Qingying, you're also from a famous family, a descendant of a disciple of the great hero Guo Jing. And our Wudang Sect's founder, Master Zhang, has a close relationship with the heroine Guo Xiang. Let me ask you, are you willing to join the Wudang Sect and become a third-generation disciple of the Wudang women's lineage? I'd also like to tell you that the second-generation disciple of the Wudang women's lineage is our fifth aunt Yin Susu. Before you, there were only two disciples: Zhou Zhiruo, fourteen years old, and A-Li, who just defeated you. She's thirteen years old and has been training with me for less than six months."

"Qingying, hurry up and pay your respects to your Senior Brother Song." Wu Lie was overjoyed. Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang had always been arrogant and was also a local bully. However, he was not particularly convinced of the six major sects. He had never thought that he could not even beat a third-generation Wudang disciple who was in his early twenties. Naturally, he did not think highly of Wudang. A little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old beat Wei Bi and Wu Qingying badly. From what he said, the little girl had only learned kung fu from him for half a year. The Wudang sect was so terrifying.

Wu Qingying hadn't anticipated such a sudden turn of events and quickly knelt down to kowtow. Song Qingshu graciously accepted her greeting and waited until she finished before saying, "I am the first disciple of the third generation of Wudang disciples. However, Fifth Aunt Yin Susu rarely comes down the mountain due to the Golden Lion King, so I'm the one who finds most of the female disciples for her. It's only right that I accept your greeting. You are now a registered disciple of Wudang and must return to the mountain to formally become his disciple before you can be accepted into the sect."

Wu Qingying nodded repeatedly, and Song Qingshu shook his head slightly and said, "I decided to accept you into Wudang for two reasons. One is this set of martial arts." As he spoke, he pinched his orchid fingers and performed a set of martial arts. It was so graceful that it was more pleasing to the eye than Wu Lie's, and more powerful.

"Orchid Acupuncture Point-Fixing Hand? How do you know this martial art?!" Wu Lie was horrified, while A Li was delighted. Senior Brother Song had promised that as long as he paid homage to his aunt, he would be able to learn the complete "Orchid Acupuncture Point-Fixing Hand". This set of martial arts was really beautiful.