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

When everyone turned their attention to Ding Chunqiu again, they found him lying on the ground, convulsing, his body covered with countless sword wounds.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone gasped in shock, a surge of intense fear rising within them.

After all, everyone had witnessed Ding Chunqiu's formidable strength just now, and now Ling Feng had reduced him to such a miserable state with just one move.

This shocked everyone present with Ling Feng's strength, and they even began to doubt their own worldview.

Ling Feng ignored the astonished looks from the crowd around him, turned around, and stared at Su Xinghe, whose face was full of surprise, and said:

“Senior brother, I have now crippled this traitor. You keep him under guard and let him await Master’s judgment later. As for what happens here next, leave it to me.”

After hearing Ling Feng's words, Su Xinghe finally came to his senses and quickly agreed:

"Oh, oh, no problem, junior brother, you can leave him to me."

After saying this, he called over the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass to watch over Ding Chunqiu together.

As for the disciples that Ding Chunqiu brought, they ignored them.

Now that Ding Chunqiu's problem has been resolved and Ling Feng has flexed his muscles, he feels that this Precious Chess Game should come to an end.

Then, Ling Feng cupped his hands in greeting to everyone present and said:

"Gentlemen, since no one can solve this intricate chess puzzle, it proves that you are not destined to join my Xiaoyao Sect. I thank you all for coming to support us."

Seeing that Ling Feng was giving them face, everyone present felt quite pleased.

After all, although they didn't gain any benefits today, at least they didn't offend this expert.

So, except for a few who had some ulterior motives, they generally responded politely for a couple of minutes and then left with their people.

After most people left, only three groups of people remained in the arena.

One side consisted of the monks of Shaolin Temple, another side was Duan Zhengchun and his group, and the last group was Murong Fu and his group.

Master Xuanku led the Shaolin monks to bid farewell to Ling Feng.

He walked solemnly to Ling Feng, put his hands together, and bowed slightly.

“Benefactor Ling, I have long admired your name.”

Master Xuanku's voice was deep and kind.

"You're too kind, Master. I've often heard my elder brother mention you. It's truly an honor to meet you today!"

Ling Feng's words were mostly boasting, but he also wanted to ease tensions between the two sides.

After all, he didn't have any deep-seated grudges with Shaolin, so he might as well make some good connections with them.

Hearing Ling Feng's polite words, Xuan Ku didn't continue with the pleasantries. Instead, he sighed and said:

“Alas, there is a misunderstanding between you and Feng’er and our Shaolin Temple. If you have some free time in the future, you can come to Shaolin Temple and we can clear up this misunderstanding.”

His tone was full of sincerity and goodwill, making people feel his desire to solve the problem.

The great battle at Shaolin Temple that day caused such a commotion that Xuan Ku naturally understood the reasons behind it, but he was caught in a dilemma.

Ling Feng didn't respond to his comment, since some things were for Qiao Feng to decide himself.

Seeing that Ling Feng didn't respond, Xuan Ku guessed what was going on. After exchanging a few more polite words with Ling Feng, he led the group of Shaolin monks away.

After they left, Duan Zhengchun also came up with his men.

"Young Master Ling, now that this matter is settled, we are ready to take our leave."

"Thank you for your patronage, Prince Duan. May I ask where you are headed?"

"Well, we've come all the way to the Great Song Dynasty, so we're planning to travel around a bit."

Hearing him say that, Ling Feng was prepared to exchange a few polite words with him and then leave it at that.

Suddenly, Ling Feng remembered Mu Wanqing, who was cold and aloof in front of outsiders but warm and passionate in front of him.

Since their parting that day, there has been no news of that girl for a long time. Duan Zhengchun should know their whereabouts.

"Lord Duan, I'd like to ask you about someone. Is it convenient for you?"

Ling Feng looked at Duan Zhengchun and asked.

"Young Master Ling, please speak. As long as I know the answer, I will tell you everything I know."

Duan Zhengchun said with a smile, thinking to himself that he could finally help Ling Feng and hoped that he could get some useful information.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and then slowly said:

"I wonder if Prince Duan knows Qin Hongmian, the Asura Blade?"

Upon hearing this name, Duan Zhengchun was startled, but he still feigned composure and replied:

"Oh, may I ask why Young Master Ling is inquiring about her?"

Ling Feng sighed helplessly and said:

"Alas, Your Highness must still remember the girl who was poisoned along with Brother Duan in Wanjie Valley. She was my first woman, but after that parting, she and her mother disappeared together. And her mother is Qin Hongmian, the Asura Blade, whom I just inquired about."

Upon hearing Ling Feng's words, Duan Zhengchun nearly coughed up blood. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Ling Feng, inwardly cursing:

"How can this kid be so good at stirring up trouble! Before long, he's even ruined my two daughters!"

For a moment, Duan Zhengchun's gaze toward Ling Feng was filled with hostility and dissatisfaction, as if Ling Feng were an utterly wicked villain.

However, Duan Zhengchun was a seasoned veteran of the martial world, and he quickly regained his composure.

He thought to himself that Ling Feng couldn't be blamed for this, since Ling Feng didn't know about these things.

He immediately felt embarrassed, even though his main purpose for the trip was to find them.

He didn't know where Qin Hongmian got the news that Ruan Xingzhu had a past relationship with him, so she went to Xiaojing Lake to cause trouble for them. His trip was to mediate between them.

After all, they are both his children, and he doesn't want either of them to get hurt.

"Ah, so Young Master Ling was looking for them. They are at Little Mirror Lake now."

Duan Zhengchun didn't say it explicitly, but only gave an ambiguous answer, since it was, after all, a shameful thing for him.

Ling Feng thought to himself, "As expected, I had guessed it before, and I didn't expect it to be true."

"In that case, thank you for informing me, Prince Duan. After this matter is settled, I will also head to Little Mirror Lake to find her."

After exchanging a few more polite words, Duan Zhengchun and his men took their leave.

After they left, Murong Fu, who had ulterior motives, arrived with his four retainers.

"Cousin, I never expected that you would have such a great reputation after so long!"

Murong Fu looked at Ling Feng with surprise and delight, but a hint of jealousy and resentment flashed in his eyes.

Ling Feng saw that he was putting on a pretty good act, so he didn't expose him and said with the same forced smile:

"Compared to my cousin, I'm still a bit lacking."

"Cousin, why belittle yourself? Your achievements are truly admirable."

His words weren't entirely polite; Ling Feng's martial arts skills and his relationship with the Xiaoyao Sect had made him extremely envious.

After all, who wouldn't want to possess such great strength and influence?

"Since you are alright, please leave first. We need to take care of some matters within the sect."

Ling Feng said calmly, his face expressionless.

Murong Fu's heart sank when he saw Ling Feng directly order him to leave, but he dared not show it and could only nod helplessly.

"In that case, cousins, you go ahead with your work. We'll talk in more detail later."

After saying that, he turned and left, secretly plotting how to win over Ling Feng or seize the Xiaoyao Sect from Ling Feng.

In fact, the reason why Ling Feng acted this way was not only because of preconceived notions, but also because he felt that they couldn't see eye to eye.

He knew that Murong Fu had always harbored a dream of restoring his kingdom, so he had always been treacherous and could not like Ling Feng at all.