All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 132 Blood Feud Settlement, Severing an Arm to Show Resolve

Suddenly, Zhang Cheng raised an eyebrow and turned his gaze toward the mountain gate. Immediately afterward, Tong Lao, Li Qiushui, and Duan Yanqing also looked in that direction.

Then, on the Shaolin monks' side, Xuanci, Xuanji, and other senior monks of the Xuan generation also sensed something and turned their heads one after another.

From the direction of the mountain gate, two burly men with similar faces were striding towards them.

Both men had thick eyebrows, large eyes, square faces, and upright, pine-like figures. One of them was carrying a rather large coffin on his shoulder.

Xiao Feng was, after all, the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, a man of great status in the Central Plains martial arts world. The moment he appeared, some of the onlookers immediately recognized him.

"Isn't that Chief Qiao of the Beggars' Sect?" "Why does he call himself Xiao Feng of the Khitan? Where are the Beggars' Sect members?" "Why is he carrying a coffin—"

The people were buzzing with discussion, partly because they were wondering why the Beggars' Sect leader hadn't come with the group of beggars, and partly because they were curious about why he called himself Xiao Feng of the Khitan.

Because they didn't know much about Xiao Feng's family affairs, they didn't pay much attention to Xiao Yuanshan, who looked similar to Xiao Feng.

The two strode quickly and arrived at the square in the blink of an eye. Xiao Feng placed the coffin on his shoulder upright in the square with a muffled "bang," raising a small cloud of dust.

He glanced around at the crowd, his gaze pausing briefly as it passed over the Beggars' Sect. When he saw Zhang Cheng in his full armor, he was clearly taken aback.

"I didn't expect that Sect Leader Zhang and the two seniors would also be here."

"We just arrived too." Zhang Cheng turned to Xuan Ci. "Alright. Now that everyone's here, we can begin."

Xuan Ci did not answer; his gaze was already drawn to Xiao Yuanshan. The Shaolin abbot stared at Xiao Yuanshan for a long time, his expression complex and unreadable.

"Elder Xiao, after we parted thirty years ago, I never imagined that you would still be alive."

Xiao Yuanshan sneered, "Heaven has eyes, letting me live. Not only am I reunited with my son, but I also have the opportunity to settle scores with you enemies!"

The people present were puzzled by the exchange between the two old men and looked at them with confusion.

Xiao Feng stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Yuanshan. His gaze, sharp as lightning, pierced Xuanci: "Abbot Xuanci, let's not beat around the bush. Thirty years ago, outside Yanmen Pass, you led your men to ambush my family, causing my mother's tragic death and separating my father and me for thirty years. Even if you were deceived, the hatred for killing my mother and destroying my family will be settled today!"

Of those who attacked my parents thirty years ago, four survived. Among them, Wang Jiantong, the former leader of the Beggars' Clan, has passed away from illness, and I crippled Zhao Qiansun's martial arts and broke one of his legs.

Master Zhiguang's martial arts were crippled, and he had rendered great service to the people. I had already pardoned him, but he still committed suicide in front of my father and me to atone for his sins, only asking that my father and I forgive him in return.

At this point, Xiao Feng pushed open the coffin lid beside him, revealing an unconscious woman inside. The woman was missing four fingers on her right hand and only had a bare wrist on her left hand; it was Ye Erniang.

"Abbot, do you still recognize this person?" Xiao Feng's voice grew colder and harsher. "Twenty-four years ago, you broke the precepts and had an affair with Ye Erniang, who was still a young girl at the time, resulting in her pregnancy."

Ye Erniang bore you a son, but you abandoned her after taking advantage of her, showing no concern whatsoever. My father, seeking revenge for the theft of my child, also took your child away.

After that, Ye Erniang lost her child and went insane. She would snatch other people's babies and kill one every day she played with them, becoming the wicked Ye Erniang that everyone in the martial arts world hated.

"Abbot, are you aware of these matters?"

Upon hearing this, the monks and heroes erupted in uproar. The expressions on their faces—surprise, horror, contempt, anger, and pity—were so varied and indescribable.

Abbot Xuanci was highly respected and admired by everyone in the martial arts world. Who would have thought that he would do such a thing?

Ignoring the commotion, Xiao Feng continued, "This matter arose because my father abducted my child. Although he did not expect Ye Erniang to go mad and kill, she ultimately indirectly harmed countless innocent infants. The sins of the father must be visited upon the son, and I, Xiao, am willing to cut off my own arm to take the blame for my father."

Before he finished speaking, he clenched his left hand into a knife-like shape and slashed fiercely at his right shoulder.

With a sharp "crack!" his right arm fell to the ground. Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly staining half of his body red.

The severed arm lay on the ground, its fingers still twitching slightly.

Xiao Feng remained unfazed, swiftly pressing the acupoints around his shoulder with his left hand, instantly stopping the bleeding.

"If I, Xiao, am able to leave Shaolin alive today, I will dedicate the rest of my life to making amends to the families of those murdered infants."

"If the families of those murdered infants still demand my father pay with his life, I, Xiao, am willing to use my mutilated body to pay for my father's life."

The crowd in the square was startled, and the previous whispers vanished in an instant.

Xiao Feng straightened up, his gaze returning to Xuan Ci. "Then, it's the two of you next."

He raised his left hand, and a palm strike landed on Ye Erniang's chest. Ye Erniang's body jolted, and she died instantly.

"Ye Erniang has been executed. My father avenged the loss of our child twenty-four years ago."

Your child, my father did not harm, but entrusted him to the care of Shaolin monks. Judging by his age, he should now be a disciple of the "Xu" generation in your Shaolin school.

Xiao Feng leaped into the arena, standing tall and proud. Although he had lost an arm, his aura was even stronger, like a wounded lion, his power not diminished but increased.

"I could have spared your life for the murder of your mother, considering you were misled and it was an unintentional mistake. But then there's the matter of Ye Erniang—"

His voice suddenly turned fierce, "Abbot Xuanci, come up and meet your death. Whether you come alone or with others, I, Xiao, will take you all!"

Upon hearing this, the Shaolin monks looked at the abbot, wondering how he would respond.

Xuan Ci looked at Ye Erniang's corpse, remained silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Benefactor Xiao, you and your son have been separated for more than 30 years and have not been able to see each other. However, you already know that his martial arts have improved and his reputation has risen. He has become a first-class hero in the martial arts world. You must be comforted."

Although my son is a disciple of the "Xu" generation and I see him every day, I only know that he has been kidnapped by bandits and his fate is unknown. I am worried about him day and night and cannot find peace of mind.

Xuan Ci turned to Xiao Feng and said calmly, "What Benefactor Xiao said just now is all reasonable. The root cause of Second Sister's actions lies with me."

I cannot shirk my responsibility, nor do I intend to evade it. If Benefactor Xiao demands my life, I will accept without hesitation. However, before that, I have one matter to attend to.

As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, I have violated a grave Buddhist precept, tarnishing Shaolin's century-old reputation. If this matter is not dealt with according to the temple rules, I will have no face to face my ancestors, nor will I have the face to face the Buddha before I face death.

He bowed respectfully to Xiao Feng, saying, "Please allow me to carry out the temple rules first, Benefactor Xiao. After this matter is settled, my life is at Benefactor Xiao's disposal."

Xiao Feng pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright. I will wait for you to carry out the temple rules."

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