Quickly Transmigrate to Save the Child of Heaven

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes widened in anger as he stared intently at Qiao Feng, scolding him, "Feng'er, are you planning to go against your father just for this witch?"

A sneer curled up at the corner of Qiao Feng's mouth, and he said coldly, "Father? Didn't my father and mother die long ago in that bloody assassination at Yanmen Pass? Could it be that I, Qiao Feng, still have a father alive in this world? Well, you better explain to me. Since you are still alive, why didn't you come to find me? Why did you watch me being kept in the dark since childhood and worshipping the man who killed my mother as my master? You better explain to me, what have you done all these years? Why didn't you avenge my mother? Today, I, Qiao Feng, am here to demand an explanation from everyone present who participated in the assassination at Yanmen Pass!"

Xiao Yuanshan seemed to have suddenly remembered something. His hawk-like gaze caught hold of Murong Fu, who was watching the excitement, and he roared to the surroundings, "Murong Bo, why don't you show up? If you don't come out, I will personally kill your son..."

Murong Bo was forced to show up. Murong Fu's voice trembled with excitement: "Dad, you are still alive?"

Murong Bo's hair stood on end in anger, like an enraged lion, he roared, "Waste!"

Upon discovering Murong Bo was still alive, Qiao Feng rushed forward like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, engaging in a fierce battle. However, after just a few rounds, Qiao Feng was being beaten back like a leaf in the wind, losing the upper hand. Xiao Yuanshan, seeing the situation dire, rushed to his aid, and leading martial artists also joined the fray to save Murong Bo. Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan were about to step forward to help, but Feng Xi, like a ghost, stopped them and said in a deep voice, "Second brother, take Yuyan and the child away. Meet us at the foot of Shaolin Temple..." With that, she conjured a sword from nowhere. As light as a swallow, she flashed by like a gust of wind, severing the tendons in the hands and feet of the martial artists besieging Qiao Feng one by one. When she came to rest, the ground was covered with people groaning in pain. At this moment, only Murong Bo, Qiao Feng, and Xiao Yuanshan were still fighting fiercely. Feng Xi looked at the people on the ground coldly, as if looking at a group of ants, and said, "I won't kill you today because you were deceived and caused my mother-in-law's death. However, you can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the living punishment. I will cripple one of your hands and one of your legs as a small punishment for you!" The ground wailed, "Witch...you!"

Feng Xi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile. "You can't beat me, so you call me a witch? Are you tired of living?" For a moment, everyone on the ground fell silent. Murong Fu, seeing his father being besieged by Qiao Feng and his son, was extremely anxious and was about to step forward to help! But Feng Xi's cold gaze locked on him. She sternly said, "Master Murong, if you don't want to become a useless person in the future, stay here. You must know that this is the fate your father deserves..."

Murong Fu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, his eyes wide open, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only squeeze out one word from between his teeth: "You..."

Feng Xi chuckled softly, her laughter as clear and melodious as a silver bell, yet tinged with a hint of chill. "If you don't believe me, you can give it a try!" Then, she gracefully took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from the sword, as if it weren't just blood, but the most precious treasure in the world. Then, she deftly sheathed the sword, like a peerless swordsman, watching the three men clash in a deadlock.

At this moment, Xuan Ci approached Feng Xi as if strolling leisurely in the garden, and asked with suspicion, "Miss Feng, why don't you seek revenge on me? Instead, you saved my life?" Feng Xi glanced at Xuan Ci and said softly, "Xuan Ci, you are no longer a monk of Shaolin Temple, yet you still call yourself this old monk. It was because Xiao Yuanshan took your child away, causing Ye Erniang to go crazy. In addition, Xu Zhu and my second brother are sworn brothers, so I let you go! However, you must do good deeds for the rest of your lives to atone for your sins!"

Then, Feng Xi turned her gaze to Xu Zhu and said slowly, "I want to get a glimpse of the mysteries of Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts. I'd like to consider this as a reward for saving your father's life. Is that okay?"

Xu Zhu pondered for a moment and replied, "Of course. When Miss Feng has settled all her affairs, you can come to the Xiaoyao Sect to find me." Feng Xi nodded slightly. At this moment, Qiao Feng approached, like a towering mountain, and embraced Feng Xi, saying, "Let's go!" Feng Xi looked back to see Murong Bo, severely wounded, collapsed to the ground. Xiao Yuanshan was also covered in wounds. The sweeping monk also appeared like a ghost. It seemed that they would eventually share the same fate as the original novel: being taken into Shaolin Temple and devoting themselves to Buddhism.

When Qiao Feng and Feng Xi arrived at the inn at the foot of the mountain and reunited with Duan Yu and the others, Duan Yu hurried forward, his face full of concern, and asked, "Brother, are you all right?" Qiao Feng smiled faintly and said clearly, "No problem! Second brother, I want to go to Yanmen Pass to pay my respects to my mother. After that, I'll accompany your sister-in-law to the Xiaoyao Sect..." Upon hearing this, Duan Yu said happily, "That's great! I haven't seen my mother for a long time. After I see her, I'll go find you. As it happens, Xu Zhu is our third brother!" Qiao Feng nodded and replied, "That's great!" With that, he took Feng Xi and left...

At Yanmen Pass, a fierce wind raged, threatening to tear the world apart. Qiao Feng stood before the cliff like a mountain, clutching the paper money he had bought, ready to burn for his mother. Feng Xi whispered, "Brother Qiao, would you like to go down to the cliff to pay your respects?"

Qiao Feng gazed at Feng Xi affectionately, his eyes filled with tenderness, and said softly, "The cliff is so high that it reaches the clouds, like a bottomless abyss. Let's just forget it."

Feng Xi held Qiao Feng's hand tightly and said firmly, "Take the paper money and let's go to the bottom of the cliff to burn it for mother." Qiao Feng heard it and silently picked up the basket of paper money. Feng Xi, like a light butterfly, took him to the edge of the cliff and asked softly, "Are you afraid?" Then, she pulled Qiao Feng like a ghost and ran down the cliff. In the blink of an eye, they reached the bottom of the cliff.

The trees here were lush and verdant, like a vast ocean of green, blotting out the sun. Before Qiao Feng could recover, Feng Xi had already brought him to a grave. As he approached, he saw the tombstone inscribed with "Tomb of My Beloved Wife," signed by Xiao Yuanshan. He instantly knew this was his mother's grave. He knelt on his knees and respectfully burned paper money for his mother, muttering, "Mother, I am an unfilial son! I only came to see you..."

Feng Xi whispered softly, "Mother, I will take care of Brother Qiao from now on. Don't worry..." Qiao Feng looked at Feng Xi lovingly and said softly, "Xixi, let's get married!"

Feng Xi smiled sweetly and replied shyly, "Okay..." After that, the two of them paid their respects to Xiao's mother and walked hand in hand to the nearest town to buy some wedding supplies. Feng Xi suddenly said coquettishly, "Brother Qiao, should I call you Brother Xiao from now on?"

Qiao Feng caressed her hair lovingly and said with a smile, "As long as you're happy, Xixi. You can also call me husband..."

Feng Xi's cheeks flushed instantly, and she said shyly, "Well! Husband, let's buy a house here and settle down. In the future, we can worship our mother nearby during festivals."

Xiao Feng replied without hesitation, "Everything is up to you!" Then, he took out an exquisite box from his bundle and handed it to Feng Xi. Feng Xi opened it and saw that the box was filled with gold bars, sparkling with a dazzling light.

Xiao Feng said gently, "This is the betrothal gift for Xixi. If it's not enough, I'll make up for it later. I'll find a way to solve the house issue. As for the wedding, do you want to go find my second brother and his family and have them join in the fun?" Feng Xi then said, "Let's not prepare the wedding items for now. Leave this box to me for safekeeping. Let's go to Xiaoyao Sect first to look for my second brother and his family. When we return, we'll buy a house and settle down here..."

Xiao Feng smiled faintly, but still took Feng Xi to the clothing store, carefully selecting two new sets of clothes for her. He then went to the jewelry store to select some dazzling pearl hairpins. Afterwards, the two of them bought horses and galloped towards the Lingjiu Palace on Piaomiao Peak.