All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 99 Xiao Yuanshan, you're watching, aren't you?

Qiao Feng remained silent for a moment. He could also see that Elder Xu had come with great force, and that today's events were definitely not ordinary.

In addition, Zhang Cheng's words were indeed reasonable. After all, the death of Deputy Chief Ma involved the Murong family of Gusu, and the Murong family members were present, so it was reasonable and justifiable.

He turned to Elder Xu and asked, "May I ask which other friends Elder Xu invited?"

Zhang Cheng's previous moves had already revealed a strength that exceeded Elder Xu's expectations. He knew the situation was gradually slipping out of control, but he was already in a difficult position, so he could only try to calm everyone down: "Master Zhiguang from Tiantai Mountain has not yet arrived."

Upon hearing Elder Xu's words, Qiao Feng turned to Zhang Cheng: "Sect Leader Zhang, since Master Zhiguang has not yet arrived, let's wait a little longer."

Zhang Cheng responded without saying anything more.

This monk, Zhiguang, once traveled across the ocean to the remote and wild lands overseas, collecting bark from exotic trees to cure countless people in Zhejiang, Fujian, and Guangdong who were afflicted with miasma. However, he himself fell seriously ill twice as a result, losing all his martial arts skills. Therefore, Qiao Feng held him in high esteem.

After waiting a while, an old monk with a square face and large ears, wearing a gray cloth robe and leaning on a cane, slowly walked into the forest.

He was taken aback by the tense atmosphere in the arena, but he quickly composed himself, put his hands together, and nodded slightly to the crowd.

When Elder Xu saw him arrive, he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Brothers, I have invited you all here today because Madam Ma has discovered that there are other secrets behind the death of Vice Chief Ma. Now that everyone is here, let's begin."

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Cheng suddenly spoke up, "The man surnamed Xu said everyone has arrived, but according to Zhang, there is still one friend who hasn't shown up yet."

He took a deep breath, channeling his inner strength, and his voice boomed through the forest like thunder: "Xiao Yuanshan, you're watching, aren't you?"

As the shout rang out, the leaves in the forest rustled and fell.

When the donkey rider and Master Zhiguang heard the name "Xiao Yuanshan," they were clearly surprised.

Zhang Cheng's shout, which unleashed a surge of internal energy, caused everyone's expression to change. If they hadn't been keeping a close eye on the two of them, they would have been unable to notice their unusual behavior.

As if in response to Zhang Cheng's internal force transmission, a clear female voice came from the forest: "Found you."

Upon hearing the sound, Qiao Feng noticed that the girl who had been drinking with him at Songhelou earlier had disappeared without him noticing.

Zhang Cheng spoke quickly to Qiao Feng, "I hope Chief Qiao can trust me and let me handle everything after I return. Until then, just observe from the sidelines."

He then turned to Li Qiushui: "Sister Li, could you please keep an eye on things for me? Don't let them have a chance to speak."

After explaining these things, he turned around and sped off in the direction where the old woman had spoken earlier.

"This is simple." Li Qiushui watched Zhang Cheng's figure disappear into the woods, then looked away and said with a soft smile, "Please, everyone, take a rest for a while."

She softly hummed a lullaby. The song was gentle and melodious, like a mother's murmur as she lulled her child to sleep.

She used the method of "soul-searching through sound transmission." Within the reach of her internal energy, the weaker Beggar Clan disciples all had their eyelids drooping and soon collapsed to the ground.

However, because the internal energy was dispersed and acted on multiple people simultaneously, the Beggar Clan elders, several branch leaders with relatively profound skills, Shan Zheng, Tan Gong, and others...

The donkey rider could barely manage.

But their faces were flushed and veins were bulging on their foreheads, so they probably wouldn't last long.

Li Qiushui simply spoke, and the more than three hundred people in the forest collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. An ordinary person would probably think that this woman in white possessed some kind of sorcery.

Especially Azhu and Abi, who were standing next to Li Qiushui, thought the same thing at that moment.

Because Li Qiushui had gotten along quite well with the two of them recently, she deliberately restrained her inner strength to let them slip out of the "soul-searching transmission".

The two girls were fortunate enough to witness this magical scene, and felt that this great-aunt who suddenly appeared was truly a fairy-like figure.

The few who were still conscious were all veterans of the martial arts world. They could vaguely sense that an internal force was shaking their minds and disturbing their spirits, forcing them to use their internal energy to resist it.

But this woman in white, using her own strength to compete with so many people in terms of internal energy through telepathy, still managed to gain the upper hand. Was she a human or a ghost?

Qiao Feng, the only one in the room who seemed largely unaffected, said in a deep voice, "Miss Li, what are you doing?"

Li Qiushui even had the energy to speak: "Don't worry, Chief Qiao, I just let these people take a nap. Now let's wait for my sect leader and my senior sister to return."

In the apricot grove, time rewinds to a short while ago.

A burly man dressed in black and masked was secretly observing the group of people in the forest.

This man was named Xiao Yuanshan, and he was originally the chief instructor of the personal guards of the Liao Empress's tent. He had studied martial arts under a Han Chinese and had always been committed to the peace between the Song and Liao dynasties, repeatedly dissuading the Liao emperor from launching military campaigns.

Thirty years ago, he took his wife and children back to Yanmen Pass to visit his relatives, but they were ambushed by the Song army on the way.

Xiao Yuanshan, out of gratitude to his master, tolerated everything, but unexpectedly, the other party took advantage of his predicament and dismembered his wife, who knew no martial arts.

He immediately went berserk and charged into the enemy ranks. When he regained his senses, there were only a few survivors left in the field, and he subdued them all.

Seeing that his wife and children were dead, and having broken his vow not to kill Han people, he felt ashamed before his sect, so he spared the last few people and took the remains of his wife and children with him.

He threw himself off a cliff and committed suicide.

Halfway there, he discovered his son was still alive and, with all his might, threw the child back off the cliff. He survived the fall. After recovering and climbing back up the cliff, he discovered that his son had been tricked by the bandits into recognizing them as his father.

For years he had been hiding in the shadows, plotting revenge. Having been keeping an eye on his enemies, he sensed that someone was plotting against his child and secretly followed them.

With his high level of martial arts skills and his intention to hide, Zhang Cheng, Qiao Feng, Li Qiushui, and the others in the arena were unable to discover him.

It wasn't until Zhang Cheng suddenly revealed his name and the fact that he had been spying on him that he was so agitated that he revealed his true identity.

Just as he was about to move, a woman's voice suddenly rang out behind him: "Found you."

Xiao Yuanshan suddenly turned around. Behind him stood a woman in purple, around twenty years old, with a pretty face, but exuding the aura of someone who had long held a high position.

She had crept up to him without him noticing, so quietly that even with his cultivation level, he hadn't noticed.

Xiao Yuanshan frowned, and without a word, he attacked. He unleashed a palm strike with the force of a mountain and the momentum of a thunderbolt!

Seeing this, the woman opposite also struck out with her palm. "Bang—!"

As soon as their palms clashed, Xiao Yuanshan immediately sensed that her inner strength was as profound as an abyss, her palms a perfect blend of yin and yang, unfathomable. He knew that if they continued to fight, he would inevitably be at a disadvantage.

He was exceptionally gifted, with naturally thicker meridians several times greater than ordinary people. He immediately channeled his inner strength, unleashing it violently in his palm. The forces collided, and both men were forced back several steps before separating.

This woman in purple was none other than the Child Granny.

After the first wave of wooden spear attacks in the apricot forest, she received a telepathic message from Zhang Cheng, instructing him to conceal himself near the group and search for a possible enemy.

She was highly skilled in martial arts and sneaked into the forest before the group of beggars ran out, unnoticed by anyone.

She searched the forest for quite some time but didn't see the enemy Zhang Cheng had mentioned. It wasn't until Zhang Cheng's voice transmission through the forest earlier, when Xiao Yuanshan's agitated state of mind caused him to slip up, that she caught him.

The old woman steadied herself and looked Xiao Yuanshan up and down: "I've gone to great lengths to find you. That palm strike you just used was Shaolin internal energy. Could you perhaps be a lay disciple of the Shaolin sect?"

She tilted her head, lost in thought: "Has the Shaolin School become so powerful in recent years?"