The Heavenly Dragon's Beginning in the Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 109 The Murong Family's Downfall and the Secrets of the Yanmen Pass Massacre

Ling Feng didn't take this rabble seriously, and they didn't recognize him either.

After all, although Ling Feng was famous, not many people actually knew him.

Seeing him come out and speak so arrogantly, the group of people began to criticize him.

"Where did this brat come from, daring to spout nonsense in public?"

A middle-aged man with a gray robe and a pockmarked face shouted.

"Yeah, judging by his age, he's probably just a kid who hasn't even grown up yet, and he dares to talk so arrogantly. Didn't his parents warn him about the dangers of the world?!"

Another short man with a mustache chimed in.

"Hmph, young man, watch your words. Don't think that just because you have some ability you can be arrogant."

A young man dressed in fine clothes and holding a folding fan sneered.

"That's right, with so many of us here, how can we tolerate a junior like you being so presumptuous?"

Others also echoed.

A cacophony of voices rose and fell, instantly turning the room into a chaotic mess.

Unbeknownst to this group, since Ling Feng's appearance, Murong Fu, who had been so spirited just moments before, now had a livid face and remained silent.

Murong Fu would not forget the figure that suddenly appeared, after all, it was this person who had made him lose face many times and thwarted his plans repeatedly.

The Shaolin monks were also very familiar with this figure; in fact, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they remembered him vividly.

After all, it was this same figure who had caused a great disturbance at Shaolin Temple with Qiao Feng and his son not long ago.

Therefore, when they saw that it was Ling Feng who suddenly appeared, none of them dared to make any rash moves.

Ling Feng merely glanced coldly at the people present before ignoring them completely.

After he pressed several acupoints on Qiao Feng's body, Qiao Feng returned to normal.

After Qiao Feng was able to speak, he looked at Ling Feng with great excitement and exclaimed:

"Second brother, you shouldn't have come today. This place is a den of dragons and tigers today."

"Haha, don't worry, brother. Even if this place is a den of dragons and tigers, we brothers will still brave it."

Instead of addressing Qiao Feng's concerns, Ling Feng comforted him.

He knew that Qiao Feng wasn't worried about his own safety, but rather that he was excited that he was willing to venture into this dangerous place for him.

After all, today's situation is truly a matter of life and death.

But Ling Feng did not back down because of this. Instead, he resolutely expressed his willingness to face the difficulties together with Qiao Feng.

Upon hearing Ling Feng's words, Qiao Feng also laughed heartily:

"Haha, alright, then let's brothers venture into this den of dragons and tigers together!"

His voice was full of heroic spirit and a determination to die.

Faced with the current situation, Qiao Feng knew in his heart that he could no longer back down.

Now that Ling Feng has already been drawn into this, he must face it bravely.

Moreover, given his personality, he would never give up easily, otherwise he would be letting down Ling Feng who risked his life to rescue him.

At this moment, their only option is to fight a great battle with the heroes and then break out of here.

Seeing that Qiao Feng was about to roll up his sleeves and get to work, Ling Feng quickly waved for him to stop.

Meeting Qiao Feng's questioning gaze, he smiled slightly and chuckled softly, saying:

"Hehe, big brother, don't be in a hurry. Wait a moment, and I'll show you a good show before the big battle."

Having said that, he ignored Qiao Feng, who was full of questions, turned around to face Murong Fu, and raised his voice to ask loudly:

"Young Master Murong, my dear cousin, your Murong family certainly knows how to plan things!"

Ling Feng's words carried a hint of sarcasm and provocation, but the assembled heroes gleaned some remarkable information from his brief statement.

It turns out that the young man in front of them is Ling Feng, who has recently become famous in the martial arts world. Moreover, he is Murong Fu's cousin and has even revealed some extraordinary plans of the Murong family.

For a moment, the assembled heroes felt their minds were a bit blank. Weren't they here to discuss how to execute Qiao Feng? Why did it seem like the Murong family of Gusu was about to have an internal conflict?

Before the assembled heroes could think further, Murong Fu looked at Ling Feng with a gloomy expression and said:

"Hmph, Ling Feng, I dare not acknowledge you as my cousin. Besides, our Murong family has always been chivalrous and righteous, so how could there be any scheming involved?"

When the assembled heroes heard Murong Fu say this, some of them nodded in agreement, clearly acknowledging his statement.

After all, the Murong family has always been a well-known and prestigious family in the martial arts world, and with such a reputation, naturally some people are willing to believe in their character.

Others, however, were simply enjoying the spectacle and hoping the farce would continue.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd:

"Ling Feng, since you keep saying that the Murong family has some amazing plans, why don't you explain it more clearly so that everyone can hear it?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe. His eyes were sharp, and he seemed to be deliberately provoking Ling Feng.

Ling Feng glanced at the middle-aged man, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

"Oh? You want to know about the Murong family's scheme? Very well, I'll tell you. As descendants of the Yan royal family, the Murong family has always wanted to restore their kingdom, and they will stop at nothing to achieve this, even going so far as to incite conflict in the martial arts world. Isn't that enough of a scheme?"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

The Murong family has an extremely high reputation in the martial arts world. I never expected that they would be descendants of the royal family of Yan.

Murong Fu's face turned extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and glared at Ling Feng, his eyes flashing with anger.

"Ling Feng, stop talking nonsense! Our Murong family is just a martial arts family. How can we be descendants of the Yan royal family, let alone talk about restoring the country?"

Murong Fu was furious, but he absolutely could not admit to such a thing.

Once they admit it, not only will the martial arts world not let the Murong family off the hook, but even the Song Dynasty's imperial family will take action against them.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly weak Song Dynasty imperial family; wiping out a martial arts family like theirs would be a piece of cake.

Therefore, when faced with Ling Feng's accusations, he could only offer weak and sophistry in rebuttal.

However, Ling Feng completely ignored his rebuttal, simply shrugged and casually replied:

"I was just saying it casually, and I don't have any evidence anyway. Whether you believe me or not is none of my business."

Although Ling Feng did not provide any substantial evidence, his words had already sown seeds of doubt in everyone's minds.

Regardless of whether Ling Feng can produce evidence, this incident will raise questions about the Murong family and prompt people to investigate their background.

Seeing Ling Feng's composure, Murong Fu felt uneasy. He wasn't sure if Ling Feng truly had evidence, and continuing the argument might worsen the situation.

So he decided to stop arguing, said something magnanimous, and prepared to turn back into the crowd.

"Hmph, although you have slandered my Murong family, I will not pursue your wrongdoing in consideration of our past friendship."

After saying that, Murong Fu returned to the crowd with a gloomy face, leaving a group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

Murong Fu returned to the crowd, and several of Murong family retainers immediately surrounded him. Among them, Bao Butong looked at Murong Fu most anxiously and asked:

"Young master, that brat has slandered us so blatantly, are we really just going to let this go?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu's already gloomy face grew even colder. He gave Bao Butong a cold look, then said in an icy tone:

"Hmph, we'll deal with this later. Let's leave here first."

After saying this, he ignored the others and walked out of the crowd with a gloomy face.

When Bao Butong and the others saw Murong Fu's reaction, they felt a chill run down their spines and realized that things seemed to be getting serious.

So they quickly turned around and followed Murong Fu, and the group hurriedly left the scene.

Murong Fu's sudden departure eased the tense atmosphere slightly, but a heavy atmosphere still lingered.

Xuan Ci was secretly worried when he saw this scene.

Ling Feng's few words put Murong Fu in an awkward position, making him feel uneasy, as if an ominous premonition was looming over him.

However, as the abbot of Shaolin, he had to step forward and take charge of the overall situation.

Moreover, although Ling Feng is powerful, there are still people in Shaolin Temple who can subdue him.

There are just some powers they don't want to use easily.

After all, some people are no longer a trump card once they show themselves.

Therefore, it's best for him to avoid using this power in public.

"Young Master Ling, you must be aware of the crimes committed by Qiao Feng and his son. Today, we, the Shaolin Temple, have gathered here to discuss how to deal with them!"

"Haha, why execute my elder brother? Is it wrong for my elder brother to seek revenge? Besides, who in the martial arts world dares to say they don't have a few lives on their hands? It's just that the people they kill aren't famous."

As soon as Ling Feng said this, before Xuan Ci could react, the crowd began to murmur in disbelief.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Xuan Ci quickly shouted:

"Young Master Ling, the people killed by Qiao Feng and his son were all highly respected figures. What grudge could there be?"

In fact, Xuan Ci's voice trembled noticeably when he said these words, as if each word carried a heavy burden.

After all, only Qiao Feng himself knew best whether these people had any grudges against him.

Seeing Xuan Ci's behavior, Ling Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile.

Then, he raised his voice and loudly questioned Xuan Ci:

"Doesn't Abbot Xuanci wonder what grudge my elder brother and his son have against these people?"

Ling Feng's words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Before Xuanci could respond, the heroes were once again engrossed in a heated discussion.

Someone asked curiously:

"Yes, what grudge do Qiao Feng and his son have against these people?"

Others retorted dismissively:

"Bullshit! I think this kid is just being glib, trying to find an excuse for Qiao Feng to get away."

However, some people have expressed doubts:

"I don't think so. Look at him, he speaks logically and clearly; he doesn't seem to be making excuses!"

Others also pointed out:

"Don't be fooled by this kid. The people Qiao Feng and his son killed were all highly respected elders. How could they possibly have incurred their hatred?"

Ling Feng ignored the doubts raised by the crowd and kept his eyes on Xuan Ci, wanting to see his reaction.

At this moment, Xuan Ci's expression was solemn, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

After a period of discussion, the crowd reached no conclusion, and the discussions gradually subsided.

The entire scene instantly fell into an eerie silence, as if everyone was waiting for Xuan Ci's response.

After everyone fell silent, Ling Feng looked at Xuan Ci, whose expression was constantly changing, and asked in a provocative tone:

"Abbot Xuanci, are you curious or not? Should I tell you how they became enemies?"

Seeing Ling Feng's aggressive attitude, Xuan Ci knew that this matter could not be resolved peacefully today.

Moreover, seeing how certain Ling Feng was, he knew the truth of what happened back then.

After a moment of contemplation, he made up his mind: he was prepared to take responsibility for this matter alone and not bring shame upon Shaolin.

Having made up his mind, he didn't hesitate any longer and spoke directly:

"Alas, we received wrong intelligence back then, which led to this terrible mistake, back then..."

After sighing, Xuan Ci began to recount the events of that year.

As Xuanci recounted his story, the crowd erupted in uproar, for the list of assassins he mentioned was none other than those highly respected seniors who had recently died at the hands of Qiao Feng and his son.

"What? It really is them!"

someone exclaimed.

"How could that be? These people are all highly respected seniors!"

Someone else said incredulously.

If we accept Xuanci's statement, these people, though highly respected, do indeed have a blood feud with Qiao Feng and his son, who killed their wives and mothers.

In this way, the revenge sought by Qiao Feng and his son seems to become understandable.

"I see. The actions of Qiao Feng and his son were not entirely without reason."

Some people are beginning to understand Qiao Feng and his son.

"It seems that their targets for revenge are all highly respected seniors, which is why this has caused such a huge uproar."

Someone pointed out the problem.

When Master Xuanci mentioned that the messenger was Murong Bo from the Murong family, everyone was taken aback.

"Murong Bo?"

Someone asked in confusion:

"Is he the previous head of the Murong family? Wasn't he already dead?"

"Yes, it's him."

Xuan Ci nodded, confirming their suspicions.

Everyone immediately recalled what Ling Feng had just said about the Murong family's scheme. Could it really be true?

"Could it be that the Murong family is really plotting something?"

Xuan Ci sighed and slowly said:

"Alas, I only learned later that Murong Bo had actually faked his death and escaped. Everything he did was to incite a conflict between the Central Plains martial arts world and the Liao Kingdom."

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this. It turned out that all of this was related to the Murong family; no wonder Qiao Feng and his son sought revenge against those elders.

Although Xuan Ci has already self-destructed, Ling Feng will not let him off so easily.

After all, everyone has to pay the price for their mistakes.

Therefore, after Xuan Ci finished speaking, Ling Feng immediately asked:

"Since Abbot Xuanci has said so, then you must know why Qiao Feng and his son broke into Shaolin Temple at night, right?"

"Alas, all of this is the mistake we made back then, but I just lacked the courage to admit it before."

Although Xuan Ci had admitted everything, Ling Feng did not want to let it go.

Since we've already incurred the wrath of Shaolin, let's make that wrath even deeper.

"Haha, how ridiculous! The so-called 'lack of courage to admit it' is just an excuse! If I hadn't brought this matter to light today, wouldn't my elder brother still be burdened with this injustice?"

Moreover, even Abbot Xuanci is not without flaws! As far as I know, Abbot, you have an illegitimate son who is still living away from home!

"What? Is it really true?"

"How could that be? Abbot Xuanci doesn't look like him."

"Alas, even Abbot Xuanci can make mistakes!"

Ling Feng's previous words were like a pebble thrown into a lake, causing a ripple, but now they have stirred up a tsunami, and the heroes are all discussing it.

After all, this news was just too explosive.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their faces filled with disbelief. They never expected that the highly respected Abbot Xuanci would do such a thing.

Some people think that Ling Feng is just talking nonsense, but many more people believe that he has no reason to fabricate such a lie.

For a moment, the scene descended into chaos, with people whispering and arguing endlessly.

Abbot Xuanci's face turned extremely ugly. He knew that this matter could no longer be concealed and he could only face reality with a stiff upper lip.

He took a deep breath, slowly stood up, looked around, and then said:

“Amitabha, benefactors, what Young Hero Ling said is true, I have indeed made mistakes.”

These words caused an uproar. The previous noise vanished instantly, and everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe their ears.

Abbot Xuanci sighed and continued:

“Back then, I had a relationship with Ye Erniang and even had a child with her. But I kept this a secret and failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a father, leaving her to bear the pain and pressure alone. Now, I am willing to repent to the world, admit my mistakes, and accept any punishment.”