The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 141: The Cunning Song Qingshu

"Senior Brother Song, am I useless?" Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu dejectedly, completely unaware that his every move was under Song Qingshu's control. The sense of accomplishment he had originally felt from escorting an orphan thousands of miles away was gone in an instant.

Song Qingshu rubbed his little head and said, "No, Xiao Wuji is great. You should know that the first time I left the mountains to travel the martial arts world was when I was eighteen years old. I went to Shaolin with my Grand Master to seek the Shaolin Nine Yang Gong. At that time, my martial arts skills were already top-notch in the martial arts world."

"Back then, I challenged Mount Hua with my sword, defeated the Five Elders of Kongtong, triumphed over the disciples of Emei, and finally defeated Ban Shuxian. Even with my martial arts skills back then, the journey was extremely difficult, yet you, at such a young age, managed to escort a little girl down the mountain. Although others later helped us, it was also the result of your medical skills."

Zhang Wuji felt much better after hearing this, but he had been with Yang Buhui for a long time and felt a little uncomfortable with this separation. He felt as if there was no crisp voice calling him "Brother Wuji" in his ears, and his heart seemed to be missing something.

Song Qingshu explained Yin Li's identity to him, "Although little Ali was born in the Sky Eagle Sect and is the daughter of your uncle, Yin Yewang, she has now joined our Wudang Sect and is your mother's second disciple. You need to be more considerate of her in the future. After all, she is both your cousin and your junior sister. Even if she can't compare to your own sister, she is not far behind."

Zhang Wuji's heart tightened slightly, "My mother already knows what I did. Doesn't that mean the entire Wudang Mountain..."

Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "Although I sent you back a letter with news, it only said that I would take you on a journey through the martial arts world and make a final effort to find a cure for you. If we still haven't found it within three years, I would take you back to Wudang to practice the 'Purple Qi Coming from the East' Divine Art. Now that half a year has passed, you need to continue your efforts."

"Isn't it Senior Brother Song who's been trying so hard to find it for me? I'm still so young, I haven't even officially become your disciple yet, so I'll just follow your lead." Zhang Wuji's words made Song Qingshu burst into laughter. "You little monkey, Senior Brother is indeed planning to search for some rare treasures like Ganoderma Lucidum on Mount Kunlun right now to try and strengthen your body. Then, I'll consider using acupuncture, medicine, and my internal energy to dissolve the cold poison in your body."

Zhang Wuji's face was slightly gloomy. He nodded gently and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Song. But Mr. Hu can't... Oh, Senior Brother, why did you hit me?"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, "Hu Qingniu is Hu Qingniu. How could my medical skills, Song Qingshu's, be any worse than his? That bastard used to keep saying he could live another thirty to fifty years, but he died just like that. My plan to snatch the title of world's number one doctor from him after waiting for a few years has been dashed. This bastard still wants me to worry about him even after he's dead. He's really not a good person."

Although Zhang Wuji was only a child, he could vaguely sense that Senior Brother Song Qingshu held no ill will towards Hu Qingniu, and that they even shared a sense of mutual sympathy. He was actually deeply saddened by Mr. Hu's passing, and perhaps he could offer some comfort to his senior brother. But he was the one with whom Mr. Hu had the deepest connection, wasn't he? Why should I, a child, comfort you, an adult?

"Brother, you don't have to worry. I have inherited Mr. Hu's art. As long as you give me a few years to study it carefully, although I may not be as good as Mr. Hu, I may not be worse than you. By then, I will replace Mr. Hu... It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" Before Zhang Wuji could finish his words, he was defeated by Song Qingshu's face-rubbing attack.

"You kid, if you can't comfort others, then don't talk nonsense. Why do you make people want to hit you when you speak?" Song Qingshu calmed himself down and reinforced the acupoints of He Taichong, Ban Shuxian and others. The two of them had lost their internal strength and could no longer strengthen the acupoints. The two Kunlun disciples' martial arts were only mediocre, and it was wishful thinking for them to break Song Qingshu's acupoint-pressing skills. How could the One Yang Finger of the fifth level be a trivial matter?

Song Qingshu took Zhang Wuji and Yin Li away, but this time they brought a lot of things, some of which Zhang Wuji had never seen before. This bastard Song Qingshu didn't care at all about the young age of Zhang Wuji and Yin Li, and gave each of them a load of hundreds of pounds. If it weren't for their martial arts, they would probably have been crushed.

Song Qingshu was carrying more than 300 kilograms of luggage on his back. He was piecing together seven or eight simple maps in his hands, and was organizing them into a new, more refined and complete map. The dots, lines and various tools on it made Zhang Wuji feel awe-inspiring.

Yin Li was quite proud because she knew how to use this thing. Every time she saw Zhang Wuji's confused look, she would chatter non-stop, showing off her knowledge, even though she herself was only half-baked.

"A place with mountains, water, and spirituality, a dangerous place no one has taken, is a blessed place, naturally filled with treasures." After carefully studying the information he had collected and the simple map twice, Song Qingshu pointed ahead and said, "This is a spiritual place with water, but because the terrain is flat, people often come here, and the good things have already been collected, so it can't be considered a blessed place."

Even though it cannot be considered a blessed land, there are still some gains. Where there is water, there is life. Kunlun Mountain is beautiful with clear water and green mountains. It is rich in products and the freshwater fish are quite plump. In addition, there are some places that others cannot reach. With Song Qingshu's sensitive sense of smell, sharp eyesight, and superb lightness skills, it is naturally easy for him to pick some good spiritual medicines and fruits.

The two little guys ate with gusto. This time, Song Qingshu planned to look for the fairy peach tree guarded by the white ape and the blessed land where Zhang Wuji lived in the original novel. The white fish there were also good things. If possible, he wouldn't mind bringing some fish back to Wudang Mountain to raise them.

But he also understood that there would be many difficulties involved. If he really couldn't handle it, he would let Yang Xiao help. He owed Wudang a lot, and Zhang Wuji saved his daughter's life, so he would probably help with some small things.

Yang Xiao took his daughter back to Zuowang Peak and immediately ordered He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, and the others to be escorted back and secretly imprisoned in a dangerous place. These two bastards actually wanted to kill his daughter, which was unforgivable. Recalling Song Qingshu's evaluation of him, Yang Xiao couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head. He had almost died at their hands?

If it is true as he said, Song Qingshu is not here, and he fainted after hearing the news of Ji Xiaofu's death, I am afraid they will definitely not miss this opportunity to "slay demons and eliminate evil."

As for the position of the leader, fighting for it or not will not bring back the one he loves, but fighting for it can make his daughter's life better. For his daughter, he should fight for it. However, fighting for the position of the leader requires a good strategy, and that boy gave him a sharp weapon.

Don't you righteous people value your reputation? Don't you always slander us Ming Cult members? Then come and hurt each other.

After Yang Xiao had packed up, he returned to Guangmingding with his daughter and followers. He quickly issued a merit list for killing the Tartars, requiring the disciples of the Ming Cult to carefully record how many evil Tartars they had killed. After review and confirmation, it would be recorded as merit and they could exchange the merit for martial arts. Although they were all low-level martial arts, they greatly inspired the Ming Cult.

Moreover, Yang Xiao secretly asked the messenger to quietly convey one thing, that is, if a meritorious person was surrounded and killed by a famous sect, he should shout a few words loudly.

"I, XXX, have killed XX evil Tartars. Even if I die now, it is a reward. Expelling the Tartars is the duty of the Han people. I have experienced hundreds of battles and have no regrets even if I die. You Mongol running dogs, come and kill me if you dare."

This idea was suggested by Song Qingshu. Yang Xiao seemed to be able to imagine the so-called noble and upright sects being publicly labeled as Mongol running dogs by the common people. Especially the old nun Miejue, who had a deep hatred for him and murdered his beloved wife. Hadn't she always made it her mission to drive out the Tartars? I want to see what it's like to be called a Mongol running dog. I think it must be very interesting.

Gossip can melt gold and slander can destroy bones. Whatever you have done to my Ming Cult will now be fought back by my Ming Cult. Come on, let's hurt each other. My Ming Cult has been called a demon cult, so what else can we not dare to do? When the six major sects are called the six dogs of the Mongols, I believe the world of martial arts will be even more lively.

No, the Wudang Clan is very smart. They only pursue evil people and evil deeds, regardless of their origins. The "Wudang Heroes" has already made them invincible.

How cunning Song Qingshu is!