The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 584 Xiaoyaozi is me, I am Xiaoyaozi

"You are a disciple of the Demon Sect, right?" Song Que's tone was unusually calm, but his words were as loud as a thousand pounds hitting the ground, and his tone was more of affirmation rather than tentative speculation.

Yang Xuyan never expected to hear these words when he first met Song Que.

As soon as I entered the knife sharpening hall, I saw a broad and solid back. This person stood with his hands behind his back and his back straight. Even without seeing the outline of his facial features, he already had an arrogant and domineering demeanor.

He had no weapons on him. There were more than ten swords of various shapes hanging on the walls on both sides. There were several huge stones shaped like stalagmites, dark and shiny, as tall as a man, placed against the wall on the other side of the door. They added another indescribable meaning to the already strange atmosphere of the knife grinding hall.

Searching through the dozen or so names carved on the whetstone enshrined at the end of the hall, one name was prominently written at the highest point of the stone: Yang Xuyan.

Yang Xuyan looked at him carefully and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh slightly. Song Que, who was well versed in martial arts, had known about Yang Xuyan's arrival long ago. After all, he had never concealed his footsteps. Hearing his sigh, he couldn't help but be very curious. He thought to himself that this kid was indeed unusual. Shouldn't an ordinary person take the initiative to greet him at this time?

Boy, you have successfully aroused my interest. Now it depends on whether you can withstand my beating. The more you act now, the more brutally I will beat you later. I hope you can escape unscathed, otherwise it would be somewhat indecent to attend the welcoming party with a bruised face and nose.

Yes, Song Que valued Yang Xuyan very much and had no intention of killing him, but for such a rising star, beating him up would be a very interesting thing, wouldn't it?

Song Que's aura exploded as he turned around, his eyes fixed on the smiling Yang Xuyan, and he asked in a deep voice, "You are a disciple of the Demon Sect, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuyan calmly bowed and said, "I, Yang Xuyan, the leader of the Bu Tian Dao Sect, pay my respects to the leader of the Song Clan of the Heavenly Blade Sect."

He did not mention the Duke of Liaodong or the Duke of Zhennan, but opened his mouth with the Taoist Butian, the head of the Song clan of Tiandao. It was obvious that he placed himself in the martial arts world, which aroused Song Que's interest. He thought to himself, "Boy, you asked for this. There are at least eighty villains of the Demon Sect who died under my sword. I wonder what confidence you, the Taoist Butian, have to face me, the world's number one swordsman."

"Master Bu Tian, ​​are you a disciple of the Evil King Shi Zhixuan?" Song Que's eyes gleamed slightly, as if he was muttering to himself, or perhaps speaking to others: "Shi Zhixuan took advantage of Fu Cailin's injury and inability to exert his full strength to step on this Goguryeo Grandmaster to complete his transformation and become the new generation of the Demon Sect's strongest. And the one who injured and exhausted Master Yijian Fu Cailin was you, Liaodong Marquis Yang Xuyan! These two seemingly unrelated things are so magically connected. It's so wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Song Que looked at Yang Xuyan deeply and said, "Can this be considered mutual achievement between you, master and disciple? Evil King Shi Zhixuan, important minister Pei Ju. I never thought that the important minister Pei Ju, who is famous in the Western Regions, is actually the Evil King Shi Zhixuan. He really has put a lot of effort into becoming a Grandmaster."

"In an era when gods are not visible, people's hearts are the will of heaven. The reason why Master Shi was able to become a grandmaster is not only because he defeated the injured Master Yijian Fu Cailin, but more importantly, it is because of his contribution to the Great Sui Dynasty and his recognition from the people." Yang Xuyan talked eloquently, but what he said made Song Que slightly stunned.

"Is this the heart needed to be promoted to Grandmaster?" Song Que seemed to have some sense of it, but he felt that there was still a thread missing that he could not figure out.

Yang Xuyan smiled and said, "The actual difference in combat power between a Half-Step Grandmaster and a New Grandmaster isn't that great. Because their paths differ, some Grandmasters might not be able to defeat a skilled Half-Step Grandmaster. For example, the clan leader wouldn't be at a disadvantage against any New Grandmaster. On the other hand, a Grandmaster like the wandering Ning Daoqi would definitely win against Fu Cailin, and would be equally matched against Bi Xuan, but he'd inevitably suffer a slight disadvantage against the clan leader. This is how the path wins!"

"Then what is your Tao?" After hearing his words, Song Que felt an inexplicable feeling all over his body. He always felt that this kid knew too much and too deeply about the Grandmaster realm, which was not in line with his identity. An absurd idea emerged in his mind.

Could this boy be a Grandmaster?!

How is this possible? This boy is only a little over 20 years old, two years younger than his eldest daughter. It is impossible for him to be a grandmaster. You should know that Bi Xuan, Fu Cailin and Ning Daoqi were all over 40 when they became grandmasters. Even if this boy is a genius, it is impossible for him to achieve this before 30.

But he didn't know that there was a kind of people in the world called time travelers, and that they had gone through several worlds and been tempered for dozens or even hundreds of years. He also didn't know that he was just recovering instead of practicing from scratch.

Yang Xuyan had previously disguised himself as Xiaoyaozi, and kept saying that he had regained his youth and was steadily recovering his strength. Although he was intentionally concealing some things, he was actually hinting at something, but others just couldn't understand it.

"There's a fish in the North Sea called Kun. Kun's size is unknown..." Yang Xuyan's voice seemed to carry an inexplicable magic. The clear sound of Zhuangzi's "Xiao Yao You" came over. Song Que's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Zhuangzi Xiao Yao You, what's your relationship with Xiaoyaozi?"

Yang Xuyan's voice stopped abruptly at the line "Water strikes three thousand miles, and those who rise up by the wind can reach ninety thousand miles." He looked at Song Que with a smile and said, "Xiaoyaozi is me. I am Xiaoyaozi."

"How is this possible?!" Song Que exclaimed in shock. He could never have imagined that Xiaoyaozi, the Taoist master who was expelled from the country by the evil king Shi Zhixuan several years ago and scared away the Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan on the Yangtze River, would actually be the young man in front of him.

"How much does the clan leader know about Xiaoyaozi? I'm talking about his martial arts."

"Northern Divine Art, Small Wuxiang Art, Eternal Spring Art, etc., Eternal Spring Art, could it be that you can regain your youth..." Song Que had been quite skeptical about the miraculous Xiaoyao Sect martial arts, but now he felt as if he had grasped a secret. Staring intently at the excessively youthful Grandmaster in front of him, he muttered to himself, "If that's the case, then it makes sense. But why did you become Shi Zhixuan's disciple? Who are you?"

"Have you ever heard that Xiaoyaozi was originally a member of the royal family?" Yang Xuyan's words shocked Song Que. "Your last name is Yang, and you are a member of the royal family. Could it be that you are the late Crown Prince Yang Yong? You faked your death and escaped, roaming the martial arts world as Xiaoyaozi, regaining your youth and avoiding Yang Guang's pursuit?"

Yang Xuyan looked at Song Que speechlessly for a while. "Brother, your imagination is even more exaggerated than mine." However, this explanation seems more reasonable. It's just that it's impossible for him to pretend to be his own father. After all, his seven brothers are still alive, and he can't let them call him dad.

"My real name is Yang Xuyan, the youngest son of the late Crown Prince Yang Yong. When my father lost his throne, I was still young and hadn't been crowned a king. My father gave me to Lord Pei Ju to be sent out of the Crown Prince's Mansion. He announced my death and implied that it was Yang Guang who killed the chicken to scare the monkeys. I'm sure the clan leader has guessed that Lord Pei is my master, the Evil King Shi Zhixuan. One could even say that the Evil King Shi Zhixuan's true identity is Pei Ju, and that the Evil King Shi Zhixuan is just Pei Ju's identity when he travels around the martial arts world."

"That Xiaoyaozi..."

"Xiaoyaozi is also just my clone. I have awakened my innate wisdom. In my previous life, I was the third-generation leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. The Beiming Divine Art, the Xiaowuxiang Art, and the Tianchangdijiu Bu Lao Changchun Art are all the core orthodox teachings of the Xiaoyao Sect. What I practice is the 'Xiaoyao Yufeng' that is above the three divine arts. It combines the strengths of the three divine arts and directly targets the broken Taoist divine arts."

Song Que was filled with admiration upon hearing this, but suddenly became puzzled, "Since there is no real Xiaoyaozi in the world, then what did the Gentleman Sword Yue Buqun say..."

As if he had thought of something, Song Que's voice stopped abruptly, and he was stunned for a moment. Could it be what he had guessed? If so, it was too terrifying.