Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 244 All Grudges and Enmities End
After the old monk finished speaking, the room was quiet for a moment. Xiao Yuanshan then spoke up: "We will not ask about the affairs of your Murong family, but Murong Bo killed my wife. I will avenge that blood debt now."

A hint of pity flashed in the old monk's eyes, and he was about to speak when Murong Bo interrupted, "Alright! Of course!"

He pushed his son away, forcing a smile despite the excruciating pain: "But please wait a moment, Brother Xiao."

He then walked up to Jiang Mingzhe and said, "You have devoted yourself to Fu'er, and I have no way to repay you. I think my skills are decent enough, so I will give them to you."

Jiang Mingzhe frowned and said, "I consider Brother Murong a good friend, this matter is absolutely inappropriate."

Murong Bo laughed bitterly, "I am in excruciating pain right now, as if I were in hell. If you take my power, it will at least give me a moment of peace."

The old monk beside him nodded slightly, saying, "That's true. His illnesses are all caused by martial arts. If he loses his internal energy, his injuries will heal without medical treatment."

"This..." Jiang Mingzhe was tempted and looked at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu wiped away his tears, pondered for a moment, and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Since it is my father's wish, I ask my virtuous brother for his help."

"What do you mean by that..." Jiang Mingzhe was both amused and exasperated. He knew that Murong Bo's actions, seemingly intended to alleviate his pain, were actually a way of presenting his martial arts skills as a gift, entrusting him with the care of Murong Fu.

He thought for a moment, sighed, reached out and grabbed Murong Bo's hands, circulated the Northern Darkness Divine Art, and quickly absorbed Murong Bo's internal energy. Murong Bo felt the pain suddenly lessen, let out a cry, and showed a happy expression.

When Tianshan Tonglao saw that he was really going to make a move, her face darkened, and she suddenly leaped up and struck Jiang Mingzhe with her palm.

From any perspective, if Jiang Mingzhe continues to improve, he will pose a significant threat to her.

Just as the Xiao father and son were about to make a move, the old monk stepped in first to stop them, forming an invisible wall of energy around himself, which firmly blocked the Child Granny.

The old woman said angrily, "You worthless cuckold! He's part of your slutty wife's slutty sister's gang, so why do you care whether he lives or dies?"

The old monk ignored her, simply extending his figure to block her, without making a move, relying solely on the barrier of qi to forcefully withstand the Child Granny's attack.

The old woman felt that everyone was against her, and she was filled with shock and anger. However, she could not get past the old monk's defense. She launched dozens of attacks in a row, and suddenly shouted, flipped over and smashed a window, and jumped out of the window.

Several screams immediately came from below, presumably because the old woman killed a few people who were blocking her way to vent her anger before leaving.

After a moment, Jiang Mingzhe released his grip. Murong Bo swayed, barely managing to stand, and weakly laughed, "Haha, I've finally gotten rid of this morbid disease that's been clinging to my bones. Thank you, thank you."

While secretly channeling his inner energy, Jiang Mingzhe quickly clasped his hands in thanks: "I am deeply grateful for your generous gift, Uncle. How could I possibly accept such a thank you?"

Murong Bo laughed heartily, his steps unsteady, and walked up to Xiao Yuanshan: "Brother Xiao, whether you take my life here or take me to Madam Xiao's grave to kill me, it's up to you."

Murong Fu couldn't bear to hear this and cried out, "Father!"

Murong Bo glanced back at him and shook his head, saying, "I sowed the seeds, so I shall reap the consequences! Fu'er, this matter has nothing to do with you from beginning to end. The two generations of heroes of the Xiao family will not make things difficult for you. If you can befriend Xiao Feng, with his magnanimity, he will certainly not hold this old grudge."

Xiao Feng frowned upon hearing his loud words, glanced at his broken left arm, and thought to himself, "If that's how you put it, then my arm was broken for nothing?"
Xiao Yuanshan frowned even more. Murong Bo had no internal energy left and was calmly facing death, which made the exhilarating revenge that Xiao Yuanshan had been looking forward to seem like a joke.

Seeing that he was struggling to make a decision, Murong Bo suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Xiao, if you continue to think about it, you might not even bother to kill me. But if I don't die, your great revenge will not be fully avenged, and how can you live happily in the future?"

After saying that, he slapped his chest, staggered, and blood spilled from his mouth.

Xiao Yuanshan was stunned, thinking, "Didn't he run out of internal energy? What's this?"
"Father!" Murong Fu cried out and stepped forward to support him. Murong Bo smiled slightly, and only then did everyone see clearly that there was the handle of a dagger on his chest.

"Brother Xiao!" Blood gushed out, and Murong Bo stared at Xiao Yuanshan, forcing out, "You...you cut off my head to offer as a sacrifice to Madam Xiao..."

Xiao Yuanshan shook his head, a desolate look on his face: "That's not necessary. Now that you're dead, the hatred will naturally be wiped away. Feng'er, let's go."

Xiao Feng nodded and followed Xiao Yuanshan downstairs.

Xiao Yuanshan went halfway down the mountain, then suddenly stopped, turned back to look at Jiang Mingzhe and said, "Feng'er and I are going to Yanmen Pass to pay respects to his mother. Once you've finished your business here, hurry up and catch up with us."

Jiang Mingzhe nodded and said, "Alright, old man and elder brother, you go first, I'll follow shortly."

Xiao Yuanshan nodded and led Xiao Feng downstairs. Downstairs, whether they were Shaolin monks or martial arts heroes, no one spoke of their Khitan identity anymore. When they saw them coming, they all made way and watched the father and son leave.

Upstairs, Jiang Mingzhe walked to Murong Bo's side and saw that he had closed his eyes with a smile and had already passed away. He sighed and said, "Uncle has worked hard all his life. It is a blessing that he has left peacefully now. Brother Murong, please accept my condolences."

Murong Fu smiled wryly, "Will you still call me Brother Murong? Murong, Murong, sigh, I don't even know what my surname should be..."

His eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness as he looked at Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian. The two of them also looked dejected and defeated, clearly at a loss after losing their identity as members of the Murong family.

“No matter what…” Murong Fu said in a low voice, “I want my father to be laid to rest. Brother, I need your help with something else.”

Jiang Mingzhe said, "The founding of Qing Tang? Then let's..."

Before she could finish speaking, Murong Fu grabbed her hand, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "There's no need to talk about that now. Let me think about it carefully later. What I need from you is that after you finish going to Yanmen Pass, please come back to Yanziwu. I want to find my father's biological father. My father and I are upright men, we can't not even know our own surnames, can we?"

Jiang Mingzhe nodded and said, "According to this master, that person is Wuyazi of the Xiaoyao Sect, the junior brother of Tonglao, and the senior brother of Yuyan's maternal grandmother. However, we do not know his name. I will accompany you to search for him later."

Murong Fu nodded and said, "There's no rush. I'll take the coffin back first so my father can be laid to rest, and then I'll wait for you at home."

Kumārajīva said, "Mr. Murong is a good friend of mine. It is my duty to escort the coffin back to Jiangnan."

Murong Fu was extremely grateful upon hearing this. Knowing that he was injured, Kumārajīva stepped forward and personally carried Murong Bo's body, leading Murong Fu and his servants downstairs and away.

Azhu and Abi exchanged a glance and were about to leave when Murong Fu stopped them: "You two little girls, follow Young Master Jiang and Young Master Duan for now, and come back with them later."

Duan Yu was overjoyed and jumped up, saying, "Brother Murong, let me see you off!"

In an instant, half of the people upstairs dispersed, leaving only Jiang Mingzhe, the five girls, and the old monk Murong Kuang.

Murong Kuang looked at Jiang Mingzhe and said, "That scoundrel Wuyazi, after being knocked off the cliff by Ding Chunqiu, has disappeared without a trace. Do you actually know his whereabouts?"

Jiang Mingzhe clasped his hands and said, "To be honest, senior, Ding Chunqiu is my master. My master has already made a general guess about where Senior Wuyazi is."

Murong Kuang said, "Alright, in my life, he has caused me a lot of trouble. As a monk, I have renounced all worldly desires, and he caused me to have no descendants. I don't hold a grudge against him, but he once told Xinghe that the Murong family's martial arts were nothing special. Although I don't care about that, I want to seek justice for our ancestors. When you see him in the future, use the Murong family's martial arts to take a move from him and give him a good beating! Consider it helping the Murong family vent their anger, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)