The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 212 Feng Mofeng's Past
Wu Chengyu did not answer immediately, but turned to look at Feng Mofeng, who was still struggling with his thoughts.

"Brother Qu, how did you get here?"

"Back then, my fourth junior brother and I brought the bodies of Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng back to Peach Blossom Island."

Upon hearing this, Feng Mofeng, who was standing nearby, was immediately startled: "Ah, Senior Brother Chen and Senior Sister Mei, are they dead?"

Qu Lingfeng had only been with him for a few days and hadn't mentioned this matter at all, so Feng Mofeng was naturally surprised to hear it now.

Wu Chengyu immediately interjected, "That's right, I killed them all. They died horribly. Junior Brother, aren't you scared?"

Feng Mofeng swallowed hard. Mei Chaofeng was alright, but Chen Xuanfeng, on the island, either respected Huang Yaoshi and Feng Heng, or acted as Mei Chaofeng's sycophant.

He was not very close to others, and he rarely paid attention to Feng Mofeng and Wu Chengyu, the two youngest. Feng Mofeng was always a little afraid of him.

Hearing that Chen Mei and the other person had actually died at the hands of Wu Chengyu, he was unable to accept it for a moment, and his face turned pale.

Qu Lingfeng patted Feng Mofeng's head, glanced at Wu Chengyu, indicating that he should stop scaring Feng Mofeng, and then continued.

"If we hadn't killed those two traitors, our master wouldn't have allowed us to return to our sect."

Junior brother, I'll explain this to you in detail later.

He turned to look at Wu Chengyu: "After seeing their bodies, and after Chengfeng and I pleaded with him, our master finally agreed to let us return to Peach Blossom Island. Later, our master asked us to find our junior brother Mofeng."

Two years had passed by then, and Mo Feng left Peach Blossom Island without leaving any clues.

Chengfeng's Guiyun Manor has grown increasingly powerful in recent years. He mobilized his men to search far and wide, and finally found news of a lame boy. We followed the trail for three whole years before discovering that our junior brother had left Jiangnan with a group of artisans and come to Shaanxi.

Since meeting Wu Chengyu, Feng Mofeng felt increasingly energetic and chimed in.

"After I left Peach Blossom Island, I was homeless. At first, my leg injury was unbearable, so I could only beg for food everywhere. Later, I fell ill. Just then, a group of craftsmen recruited by the imperial court happened to pass by and rescued me. After that, I didn't know where to go, so I followed these craftsmen and left Jiangnan."

After arriving in Shaanxi, which was originally within the territory of the Song Dynasty, the Jin people came to raid our land. They killed all the artisans from that group. I had some martial arts skills, so I managed to escape. I wandered around like this, and unknowingly ended up in the territory of the Jin Dynasty.

Later, I wandered to Weinan. Because I had learned blacksmithing from those craftsmen, I joined the craftsmen's village there, thinking that my life would just end like this.

A few days ago I was sick and had no one to take care of me. Then, my senior brother suddenly appeared and found me. Even now, sometimes I still feel like it's a dream.

Hearing Feng Mofeng's description, though it seems like just a few simple words, it's not hard to imagine how difficult the past few years have been for him.

He also had a broken leg. Even if his martial arts skills were slightly better than Wu Chengyu's predecessor, most of them were still basic skills. How much martial arts power could an eleven-year-old boy with a broken leg possibly possess?

Most importantly, he was not Wu Chengyu, who possessed the soul of a later generation. At that time, Feng Mofeng was a completely naive young man.

Five or six years have passed, and Feng Mofeng is approaching adulthood, but he has probably suffered more in these years than many people have in their entire lives.

Qu Lingfeng gently patted his head with a touch of heartache: "It's alright, everything is over now. Once you're better in a couple of days, I'll take you back to Peach Blossom Island and return you to your master's tutelage. All the hardships will eventually pass. There's a mischievous junior sister on the island now, perfect for you to look after." Feng Mofeng nodded emphatically, his eyes full of anticipation.

Qu Lingfeng continued, "I spent three whole years searching for even the slightest possible clue, and finally found my junior brother within the territory of the Jin Kingdom."

Chengyu, what about you? How did you end up here?

Wu Chengyu certainly couldn't tell the truth. He was searching for the blacksmith along the line from Dasanguan to Chongyang Palace based on clues in the original novel of The Return of the Condor Heroes. He didn't have high hopes at first, since it would be decades before Feng Mofeng first appeared in The Return of the Condor Heroes, and who knew if Feng Mofeng was really in this area.

However, he greatly admired Qu Lingfeng. For three whole years, he traveled all over the country, from Gushan all the way to Shaanxi. Such perseverance was something Wu Chengyu could not do.

"Brother Qu, don't forget that I also have some friends in Jiangnan, and my family has a large number of people in Suzhou. I also sent people to inquire about my junior brother's whereabouts. It wasn't until a few days ago that I accidentally found out some clues."

However, after arriving in Shaanxi, I happened to be at a tavern with Sun Bu'er and the others when I heard that a man with a leg disability had injured several arrogant Quanzhen Taoist priests. I thought he was my junior brother, so I followed him, but I never expected to meet Brother Qu here.

A long string of lies moved Feng Mofeng. In his eyes, this childhood friend had never given up on him and had painstakingly searched for his whereabouts. This was a true friend. Little did he know that Wu Chengyu was just making empty promises.

"Junior brother, but I can't call you that anymore. I'll still call you Chengyu. Chengyu, you're so good to me."

"Don't say these words of gratitude now, because you won't be grateful to me later. Do you know why I went through so much trouble to find you?"
Back on Peach Blossom Island, I suffered a lot of scorn because of you, so I've been searching for you everywhere, all for the sake of breaking your leg.

"Haha, Chengyu, you're kidding me again. I'm not that little kid anymore. How could you possibly break my legs?"

"I, Wu Chengyu, swear to the heavens that if I don't break Feng Mofeng's legs this time, I swear I am not worthy of being called a man, and I am willing to die under ten thousand knives."

The ancients took oaths very seriously, especially since Wu Chengyu's oath was a very serious one. Feng Mofeng was so frightened that he took two steps back and almost fell, desperately trying to cover himself with his good leg.

Qu Lingfeng's expression also changed. He immediately stepped in front of Wu Chengyu, using his left crutch to support himself on the ground and raising his right crutch, pointing it directly at Wu Chengyu.

"Wu Chengyu, what exactly are you trying to do? Mofeng has lived with you since childhood. Even if there were some unhappy things in the past, how can you hurt him again?"

"Don't worry, Brother Qu, I'm not going to break his good leg, but the one that's already crippled."

"That won't do either. If you dare to hurt him, even if you've reached the Microscopic Realm now, I, Qu Lingfeng, can still splatter you with blood."

"Senior Brother, you can't beat him right now."

Chengyu, if it's this leg, break it, but please don't hurt Senior Brother. I can bear it.

Wu Chengyu sighed. It was astonishing that someone as kind and simple as Feng Mofeng was also a disciple of the Eastern Heretic. He was so considerate of others that Wu Chengyu no longer wanted to tease him.

“Brother Qu, this leg has to be broken once. I did the same thing back then. Only in this way can Mo Feng be like me and never be a cripple again.”

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