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Chapter 115-130, The Final Chapter of Hatred, The Might of the Divine Sword! [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]

"Xiao Yuanshan is my biological father. What he did is the same as what I, Xiao Feng, did. You call me a murderer of my parents and mentor, a beast, and that's not entirely unjust! Those who died in the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass thirty years ago, and those who were killed or wounded at Juxian Manor, are my relatives and friends. If you want revenge, come find me, Xiao Feng!"

Qiao Feng's words did not seem inappropriate to the assembled heroes.

Even if one were to accept the mistakes of their father, or even "conceal the father's wrongdoing" and protect him, it would still be in accordance with both ethics and the law.

However, Qiao Feng's tone sounded somewhat self-deprecating.
Xiao Yuanshan, of course, also understood his tone and knew that Qiao Feng was in a dilemma—his biological father had killed his adoptive parents and mentor. If he killed his biological father to avenge him, he would be a patricide and a beast. If he did not avenge him, he would be a beast who had failed to repay the kindness of his upbringing and teaching. Qiao Feng's situation was extremely agonizing.

So Xiao Yuanshan walked to Qiao Feng's side, took a deep look at his son, then glanced around at the assembled heroes, and suddenly burst into laughter:

"Xiao Yuanshan has a clear conscience about what happened thirty years ago. Do you, the relatives and friends of those who died in the bloody battle of Yanmen Pass thirty years ago, seek revenge against me?"

Everyone was silent.

Thirty years ago, Xiao Yuanshan was driving a horse-drawn carriage, singing songs, with his wife and children to his father-in-law's house to celebrate his birthday. Before he could do anything, a group of masked men suddenly jumped out and surrounded him to kill him. He couldn't just forbid others from fighting back, could he?

Xiao Yuanshan suffered this calamity for no reason. His wife died tragically, his son was lost for thirty years, and his happy family was destroyed. He has been suffering greatly.

The culprit, Murong Bo, had already been killed by a flurry of blades, and Xuan Ci, the leader who had been misled by the villains, was also dead. To be honest, the relatives and friends of the victims from thirty years ago no longer had any reason to seek revenge against Xiao Yuanshan.

Seeing that no one responded, Xiao Yuanshan looked around at everyone and said loudly:

"The battle at Juxian Manor was also instigated by me, Xiao Yuanshan; I am the true culprit! Today..."

At this point, he looked at the girl in red standing next to Duan Zhengchun in the crowd, looking at Qiao Feng with a worried expression.

What a beautiful girl...

In the future, Feng'er probably won't be like me, only wanting me...

A hint of melancholy, yet also a trace of relief, flashed in his old eyes.

He then looked at Qiao Feng and said softly:

“My son and I have been separated for thirty years, and we are finally reunited today. I know you have many doubts and even anger in your heart. Don’t worry, I will give you an explanation.”

Qiao Feng was startled and looked at Xiao Yuanshan: "Father..."

Before he could finish speaking, he shuddered as Xiao Yuanshan struck his pressure point with a single finger.

Xiao Yuanshan's finger strike wasn't heavy; with Qiao Feng's skill, it would quickly open the acupoints.

But this happened just before Qiao Feng broke through the acupoints.

Xiao Yuanshan glanced at A'Zhu again and burst into laughter:

"Xiao Yuanshan has avenged his great enemy and fulfilled his wish. Today, he will give everyone an explanation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck his own chest with a loud thud.

That single blow shattered his heart, and he died instantly!
Seeing Xiao Yuanshan's resolute decision, a suppressed gasp of surprise rang out from among the heroes.

Many people, thinking of the tragic life Xiao Yuanshan endured, couldn't help but sigh even knowing that he gradually became twisted and killed many innocent people.

Only Lu Chen was not surprised by this.

Xiao Yuanshan's master was a Song dynasty person, and he had made a solemn vow to his master that he would never kill a single Song dynasty person.

At the beginning of the bloody battle at Yanmen Pass, even though Mo Ming was besieged, he kept his oath and only injured people without killing anyone.

Only after his wife's tragic death did he lose his mind and go on a killing spree.

But after regaining his senses, he was filled with pain and regret, and chose to spare the remaining four people, then jumped off a cliff with his wife's body to commit suicide.

Otherwise, Xuanci, Wang Jiantong, Zhiguang, and Zhao Qiansun might not have survived.

He could have easily killed all the enemies who besieged him and killed his wife, but he chose to spare the four of them and jumped off a cliff to his death. Before he did, he even left his son with the four men, making a gesture of entrusting his child to them. Such a person later became so twisted...

It can only be said that the real Xiao Yuanshan was already dead when he jumped off the cliff.

The one who survived was merely a vengeful spirit twisted by hatred.

Now the ringleader is dead, and before his death he was almost completely disgraced. The real culprit, Murong Bo, was also completely disgraced, becoming a rat in the street that everyone wanted to kill, and was eventually killed by a hail of blades.

Having endured thirty years of torment by hatred, the vengeful spirit, having finally avenged its great wrong, has no reason to live any longer.

Just like Xiao Yuanshan in the original timeline, who thought Murong Bo had been killed by the Sweeper Monk with a single palm strike.

However, this time, the Sweeping Monk did not appear.

Xiao Yuanshan saw his son's happiness again.

Given this, he would naturally make such a choice, exchanging his already meaningless life for his son's future happiness.

"Father!"

Qiao Feng finally broke free of his acupoints and embraced Xiao Yuanshan's slowly falling body, his eyes filled with both grief and bewilderment.

A'Zhu finally couldn't contain herself any longer. She rushed out of the crowd, went to Qiao Feng's side, took his arm, and called out:
"Brother Xiao..."

Upon hearing this call, Qiao Feng's pained and confused eyes gradually regained focus.

"Brother Xiao, let's go, let's leave this place, let's leave this martial world..."

"……it is good."

Qiao Feng nodded emphatically, picked up his father's body, and prepared to leave with A'Zhu.

Suddenly, a sinister voice rang out from the crowd:
"Although Xiao Yuanshan, the mastermind, is dead, Qiao Feng also..."

The sound was elusive, sometimes coming from the east, sometimes from the west, and no one knew where it came from or who made it.

Qiao Feng was in a state of great excitement and did not notice where the sound came from.

Lu Chen frowned and pointed:
"You sneaky thing, come out here!"

Zheng!
The sound of swords clashing rang out.

Apart from the sound of the sword, nothing else was observed.

However, from a corner of the crowd, about ten feet away from Lu Chen, a shrill scream suddenly came out. A tall, thin figure leaped high into the air, like a fish startled out of the water, but just as he reached the air, he fell straight down.

Upon landing, the surrounding crowd dispersed, clearing a space around them.

After the tall, thin figure crashed to the ground with a thud, everyone took a closer look, and someone immediately exclaimed in surprise:

"It's the vicious and ruthless Yun Zhonghe!"

He was indeed the vicious and ruthless Yun Zhonghe.

But this lewd crane, which was hated by everyone in the martial arts world and whose lightness skill was almost the best in the world, and which no one could do anything to, had now become a dead crane.

Everyone could clearly see that there was a small hole about the thickness of a chopstick on the front of Yun Zhonghe's neck, which went diagonally down from the top, straight through his lungs, and then out from his back.

So, just now, Lu Chen pointed at Yun Zhonghe from afar and killed him?
That's a distance of over ten zhang!
He was actually able to surpass the martial arts limit of "five zhang away" and kill a renowned master like Yun Zhonghe with a single finger from a distance of ten zhang or so...

What kind of martial arts is this?
Recalling that clear and melodious sword cry, the heroes were shocked, and their eyes were filled with awe as they looked at Lu Chen.

Celestial Sword!

This is the true divine sword from beyond the heavens!

Not only were ordinary martial artists shocked and filled with awe, but even the emotionally charged Qiao Feng was deeply moved.

At the same time, he became increasingly grateful to Lu Chen.

Kumārajīva's eye twitched slightly, thinking to himself, "My Six Meridians Divine Sword is not like this!"
Not only can it not travel that far, but its power is also much weaker.

So when Benefactor Lu fought me back then, he wasn't really fighting?
He guessed correctly.

Lu Chen didn't really go all out; at least he didn't use his ultimate sword.

This sword strike was executed using the Six Meridians Divine Sword technique, specifically the "Sword One," which allowed it to transcend the limitations of the low-level martial arts world and achieve the martial arts limit of "five zhang away."

Of course, due to the great distance, the energy consumption of this sword strike was much greater than that of a normal "Six Meridian Divine Sword" or "Sword One" at normal attack range.

With just one sword strike, nearly 20% of Lu Chen's internal energy was depleted.

After another five or six strikes, he would be exhausted of his inner energy.

First, Ye Erniang volunteered to accompany Xuanci to his death.

Now, Yun Zhonghe's attempt to sow discord has backfired, as he has been killed by Lu Chen with a single finger.

Two of the Four Evils were killed overnight, while the eldest, Duan Yanqing, remained silent, hiding in a shadowy corner.

She even withdrew her gaze, not daring to look at Lu Chen, while a storm raged within her:

Is that the Six Meridians Divine Sword?
Lu Chen's methods are so similar to the Duan family's Six Meridian Divine Sword, a powerful martial art.
But can the Six Meridian Divine Sword travel that far?

That sword strike just now...

Can I take it?
If prepared, one should be able to dodge it, or use the iron staff to block it with a single finger strike. But if caught off guard...

Just as the shock was reaching its peak.

Qiao Feng suddenly spoke slowly:
"Thank you for your righteous help, Young Hero Lu. However, although Yun Zhonghe is a sneaky and despicable person, he is not wrong. After all, Xiao Feng killed many people at Juxian Manor, and he should give everyone an explanation."

He looked around at everyone:
“If you have a grudge, you should take revenge; if you have a grievance, you should seek redress. You may all attack Qiao Feng at will, and Qiao Feng will never fight back.”

During the bloody battle at Juxianzhuang, he felt he had been wronged and framed by the "leader" who was trying to silence him.

He was wronged and then accused and attacked. Feeling aggrieved and angry, he would naturally fight back. After being injured and going berserk, he would go on a killing spree.

But now... just as he said before, the people Xiao Yuanshan killed could also be considered as his own killings. So, in the battle at Juxian Manor, he was not in the right and had to suffer retaliation.

Upon hearing Qiao Feng's words, all the heroes looked up at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen first defeated Murong Bo, and then used his "Heavenly Divine Sword" to kill Yun Zhonghe from ten feet away. Although he didn't say much, everyone unknowingly regarded him as the person in charge of this "Martial Arts Conference" that was held ahead of schedule.

Shaolin was clearly the host, but the Xuanci incident has automatically disqualified them as the host.

However, Lu Chen remained silent.

What does he have to say?
Having already killed Yun Zhonghe and stopped the instigation, Qiao Feng now acknowledges the debt and wants to settle the score completely, retiring from the martial world with a clean record. Lu Chen naturally has nothing to say about it.

Even without saying a word, this "decision-maker" still stole the show. Huang Rong, who was highly respected, glanced at him, sighed softly, and said:

"Since Qiao Feng wants to atone for his sins, everyone should take revenge if they have any grudges and seek justice if they have any grievances."

Lu Chen remained silent, and Huang Rong spoke again. Everyone knew that this unfathomable couple would no longer interfere with the group's revenge against Qiao Feng.

The next boy stumbled out of the crowd and shouted at Qiao Feng:
"Qiao Feng, I am You Tanzhi from Juxian Manor. My parents and uncle died because of you. I will avenge them!"

As he spoke, he drew a short knife and stabbed it at Qiao Feng.

You Tanzhi's father and uncle were the "You Brothers," the owners of Juxian Manor. However, these two brothers were not killed by Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng only took their shields, and they shouted, "Our master said, 'As long as the shield is there, we are here; if the shield is gone, we are gone,'" and then committed suicide.

You Tanzhi's mother also committed suicide as a result.

It would be reasonable to pin the blame on Qiao Feng, but it doesn't feel quite right—Qiao Feng never imagined that simply taking away weapons would lead to the You brothers committing suicide on the spot; he was completely stunned at the time.

But Qiao Feng did not refuse the boy's revenge. When A'Zhu tried to stop him, Qiao Feng blocked her and let the boy stab him in the chest without changing his expression.

When You Tanzhi was stabbed, he froze, a look of panic flashing in his eyes.

He had witnessed firsthand how Qiao Feng fought fiercely and relentlessly after being wounded, and now he had actually stabbed Qiao Feng with a single blow...

But Qiao Feng did not retaliate, he simply said:
"The You brothers died because of me, so it is only right that you seek revenge."

You Tanzhi's lips trembled twice. Looking at the blood gushing from Qiao Feng's chest, tears welled up in his eyes, and he collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

Qiao Feng, carrying his father's body, continued walking out, saying:

"Friends who want revenge, come at me! Qiao Feng will never fight back!"

Seeing that even a young man with meager martial arts skills could stab Qiao Feng, martial arts practitioners among the crowd who had lost relatives or friends in the battle of Juxianzhuang stepped out of the crowd.

But looking at Murong Bo's corpse, then at Xiao Yuanshan's corpse in Qiao Feng's arms, and then at the dagger stuck in Qiao Feng's chest, everyone suddenly lost interest.

The reason why the battle at Juxian Manor was so fierce was that everyone believed that Qiao Feng was a beast who had killed his parents and mentor. According to the moral values ​​of the Song Dynasty, such a beast should be despised by the world and killed by everyone.

However, the truth is that Qiao Feng was wrongly accused, and the murderer was Xiao Yuanshan.

Although Xiao Yuanshan was Qiao Feng's biological father, Qiao Feng had only met Xiao Yuanshan today, and Xiao Yuanshan had already atone for his sins with his death...

"Qiao Feng, my brother and you were old friends. During the battle at Juxian Manor, you drank a farewell toast with my brother, agreeing that after that, your fates would be left to fate. Since that's the case, I will only strike you once!"

A martial arts practitioner stepped forward and struck Qiao Feng on the back with a palm, but only used about 50 or 60% of his strength.

After delivering the blow, the man turned and left.

Then more people stepped forward, none of them carrying weapons, but only punching or slapping Qiao Feng with their bare hands.

Even so, when Qiao Feng gradually walked out of the crowd, his face was pale, his steps were unsteady, and blood kept flowing from his mouth and nose. He couldn't even carry Xiao Yuanshan's body anymore.

With tears streaming down her face, A'Zhu silently followed Qiao Feng, helping him carry Xiao Yuanshan's body.

After taking a few more steps, Qiao Feng suddenly collapsed to his knees, coughing up a large amount of blood.

A martial arts practitioner who had originally intended to punch him sighed and turned back to the crowd after seeing the once renowned and righteous Qiao Feng reduced to such a pitiful state.

No one else intervened after that.

Tears streaming down her face, A'Zhu bit her lip as she struggled to help Qiao Feng up. She took Xiao Yuanshan's body, then hoisted Qiao Feng onto her shoulders, and they stumbled and walked further and further away.

As they were walking, they suddenly heard a faint gust of wind, which struck Qiao Feng on the back.

A'Zhu initially thought it was a hidden weapon, and disregarding her own safety, she reached out to catch it. However, upon touching it, she found that the "hidden weapon" not only had no sharp edge, but also only had a gentle force attached to it.

Upon closer inspection, one could see a crystal-clear vermilion pill lying in the palm of one's hand, exuding a pleasant fragrance. A sniff of it brought a refreshing feeling to the lungs and heart.

A'Zhu was also knowledgeable in pharmacology and knew that this should be a kind of healing pill. Gratefully, she looked in the direction the pill came from and saw Huang Rong, dressed in white like snow and looking like a goddess, smiling and nodding at her on the roof in the distance.

Watching the petite and frail A'Zhu, carrying Xiao Yuanshan's corpse and supporting Qiao Feng as they gradually walked away, the heroes all had complex expressions and remained silent, sighing with emotion.

Everyone knew that from now on, there would be no more Qiao Feng in the martial arts world, and there would not even be a Khitan Xiao Feng.

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