Simultaneous time travel, starting from Little Li Flying Dagger

The wind was cold, as cold as a knife.

At the foot of the mountain, overgrown weeds stand, among which is a tombstone, the words on it long since blurred by wind and rain.

Not far from the grave stood a small hut, its earthen walls half collapsed, and its dark windows looked like the open eyes of a dead person.

Such a place is desolate and lonely; even ghosts wouldn't bother to linger there.

Chuk shivered involuntarily.

These Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains aren't villains from a demonic sect, so why did they choose to meet in this gloomy place?

The one-eyed woman opened the door and led Tie Chuanjia and Chu Ke inside.

There were quite a few people inside.

However, it would be more accurate to describe it as a ghost rather than a person.

A demon consumed by hatred.

Unsurprisingly, the eyes of the people in the room turned red instantly upon seeing Tie Chuanjia.

Chuk spotted a familiar face in the crowd.

Zhao Zhengyi, who sported a goatee and was known in the underworld as "Iron-Faced and Impartial," was present.

It was he who revealed Tie Chuanjia's whereabouts to the Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains, and he was invited to make a judgment on the matter.

"Sister-in-law, did you bring that beast here?"

The speaker was blind. He heard the noise and looked toward the door.

"Yes," the one-eyed woman replied, then continued, "The information Zhao Zhengyi sent was correct; I found Tie Chuanjia in the city."

"That's good!" The blind man breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Now that 'Iron-Faced Impartial' is present to judge the matter, if we kill Tie Chuanjia, no one in the martial arts world will have anything to say!"

The one-eyed woman never expected that the blind man's thoughts coincided with her own.

He then recounted what had happened that morning and introduced Chuk to the group.

"Very well, very well." After hearing this, the old blind man clasped his hands in a fist salute to Chuk.

"My sister-in-law was wrong in what happened to Mr. Mei, but there were reasons for it. Young hero, you stood up for justice and are a true hero."

"We'll tell you a story later, young hero, and then you can judge for yourself whether Tie Chuanjia deserved to be killed!"

When Chuk saw the blind man, he suddenly remembered a classic line.

No, it's a wrong channel.

Coming to his senses, Chuk nodded and spoke calmly.

"Okay, but I also want to remind you all that it's very difficult for others to empathize with your own story."

Zhao Zhengyi listened to their conversation as if it were nonsense, and urged them impatiently:

"The Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains are renowned for their chivalry and loyalty; who in the martial world doesn't know them? I wonder what heinous crime Tie Chuanjia committed that has drawn such a group of people to spend eighteen years searching for this villain?"

Two days ago at Xingyun Manor, he was defeated and humiliated by Tie Chuanjia. Now that the opportunity for revenge is right in front of him, how could Zhao Zhengyi let it go?

As for Chuk, this "ordinary-looking" young man had long been regarded as a stranger by him.

The old blind man didn't waste any time. He slowly stepped forward and began to recount the old grudge from eighteen years ago.

"My eldest brother, Weng Tianjie, is a sociable and charitable man, known in the underworld as 'The Righteous and Loyal!'"

"That year, he saw that this man surnamed Tie looked like a real man, so he treated him as family and let him stay in the village for the New Year."

Who knew... that Tie Chuanjia coveted my elder brother's wealth, colluded with outsiders and enemies, killed my elder brother on the first day of the Lunar New Year, burned down Weng Family Village, leaving only my sister-in-law severely injured and barely alive..."

The one-eyed old woman beside her cooperated fully, pointing excitedly to the scar on her face and roaring:

"The scars on my face are evidence of this beast's crimes!"

"Heaven has eyes! We've given up everything for eighteen years and finally found him. Tell me, shouldn't this beast be killed?"

Zhao Zhengyi immediately gloated, saying, "This Tie Chuanjia is disloyal, unjust, and ruthless, just like Li Xunhuan. Such a person deserves to be torn to pieces!"

"The Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains searched for eighteen years and finally avenged their brother. I, Zhao, will surely spread this tale throughout the entire martial arts world."

The master is a notorious thief, and the servant is a treacherous scoundrel who betrays his master for personal gain; they are a den of snakes and rats.

Zhao Zhengyi had already prepared his speech.

They waited for Tie Chuanjia to die, then spread the news, confirming Li Xunhuan's reputation as the Plum Blossom Thief and ensuring he could never recover.

This adds another anecdote to his reputation for being "impartial and incorruptible."

"Okay, okay!"

After Zhao Zhengyi finished speaking, a heartfelt cheer rang out.

"Since even Uncle Zhao says this man deserves to die, then I'll chop him down right now!"

The sixth of the Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains, he has always had a violent temper.

He had waited eighteen years for this day, and could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

This is the prime of a person's life!

He suddenly lowered his body, his arms bulging with veins, and swung the giant axe high above his head, creating a whistling sound with all his might—it was a move that split Mount Hua!

With immense force, it slashed fiercely down towards Tie Chuanjia!

Tie Chuanjia below hung his head and closed his eyes, thinking that dying sooner would save him from humiliation, and had lost all will to live.

In this situation, even a miracle couldn't save them.

*Clang!*

The sixth brother moved so fast that before anyone could react, they heard the sound of clashing weapons, and a sense of absurdity arose in their hearts.

What the hell is that noise?

Although his sixth brother had neglected his martial arts skills in recent years due to his wholehearted search for the Iron Armor,

But eighteen years ago, he was renowned throughout the martial arts world for his giant axe, earning him the nickname "Splitter of Mount Hua"!

Does the surname Tie (铁) mean that someone named Tie Chuanjia (铁传甲) can withstand swords and axes?

When everyone looked closely, their expressions changed drastically!

It was that young man!

Chuk stood in front of Tie Chuanjia, his axe blade wedged into Tie Chuanjia's shoulder, creating a huge gash.

Chuk acted as if nothing had happened, blew a breath, and gently extended his hand, instantly breaking the axe handle in two.

"Why are you in such a hurry to make a move? I haven't even said anything yet."

Chuck brushed the remaining iron filings off his shoulder, looking displeased.

Even if it were a belt hitting his shoulder, this man shouldn't have looked so relaxed.

Master!

Everyone present was shocked, for there is no quick way to master external martial arts skills; one can only hone them through years of hard work.

How did this young man cultivate so much?

Everyone turned to look at Granny Weng, their expressions seemingly asking her where she had brought this martial arts expert from.

Aunt Weng swallowed hard, and seeing the looks on everyone's faces, she could only awkwardly say:

"Yes...yes, since we've invited you, young master, to act as notary, we should naturally listen to your opinion."

"I wonder what you think, young master, is about Tie Chuanjia... whether he should be killed?"

As soon as he said that, everyone in the room was on tenterhooks.

If this person says Tie Chuanjia deserves to die, that's fine; but if they say he doesn't, even if we all gang up on him...

It would be difficult to break through its external attacks.

"Of course I can't kill him. How can I learn Li Xunhuan's Flying Dagger technique if I kill him?"

Instead of answering Aunt Weng's question directly, Chuk asked in return:

"You just said that Weng Tianjie is extremely righteous and that anyone in the martial arts world who catches his eye can receive his help. Is that true?"

The old blind man was proud and replied, "How could something that everyone knows be false?"

You'd better really know.

Chuk sneered and pressed on with the question.

"Then let me ask you, even with the current emperor's wealth, how many years can such relief last?"

"Didn't you ever wonder where your sworn brother got so much money over the past ten years?"

Chuk asked a question he already knew the answer to, but he got straight to the point.

Without mountains of gold and silver at home, how could such a continuous stream of extravagance be possible?

But if there were truly mountains of gold and silver, with so many people in the martial arts world envious, how could it be Weng Tianjie's turn to squander them?

Upon hearing this, the group of people were all embarrassed.

When the eldest brother was alive, he never let his brothers pay for anything, and he treated other江湖人士 (jianghu figures, people from all walks of life) the same way, making him a modern-day Mengchang (a legendary figure known for his generosity).

They hadn't paid attention to the fashionable lifestyle back then, but now that Chuke had pointed it out, they all felt something was off.

How exactly has my older brother managed to support himself for the past ten years or so?

None of them dared to ask Chu Ke, so they could only look to Aunt Weng again, waiting for her to answer their questions.