Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 109 The Great Hero of the Southern Sky (Seeking monthly votes!)
"You idiot, do you really want to kill me?"

In a tavern in Luzhou, Lu Zhongyuan, his face covered in soot, was filled with grief and indignation.

Ding'an blushed deeply and stammered, "I...I didn't."

"You still say 'I didn't'?" Lu Zhongyuan's eyes widened. "I clearly saw the fire write the word 'death' on the ground!"

Ding'an blushed deeply and lowered her head.

"Oh dear, Master Lu, ignorance is no excuse!" Ren Shaoyang quickly tried to smooth things over, then turned to scold, "Ding'an, you too, how could you be so ruthless? Hurry up and offer me a cup of wine to apologize!"

"No need!"

Lu Zhongyuan, still furious, huffed, "I'm just wondering, Brother Yan's 'Wedding Dress Divine Skill' is so powerful, but how did it turn into a raging inferno in this simpleton's hands?"

"Perhaps it's a problem with the technique?"

Lu Zhongyuan turned to look at Ren Shaoyang, and after a long while nodded: "Ding'an's swordsmanship is indeed amazing, so amazing that it seems otherworldly."

Wow, that's a really good eye!
Ding'an's swordsmanship is truly otherworldly.

Ren Shaoyang and the little beggar looked at each other, scratched their heads, and could only chuckle foolishly.

“However, I have to say something to you!” Lu Zhongyuan turned to look at Ding An.

The little beggar stepped on his foot, and Ding'an quickly got up to pour him some wine.

Lu Zhongyuan accepted it readily. After looking at the fish and meat in the pot, he said earnestly, "Ding'an, your divine skill is not yet complete. Don't use this knife carelessly, or next time you'll not only have your blood rushing to your head and your face turning bright red!"

Ding An, with his "Guan Yu face," nodded repeatedly, raised his bowl, and said, "I, I understand!" He then downed the bowl in one gulp.

"Sit down, sit down."

Lu Zhongyuan was a passionate and chivalrous man. Seeing that Ding An sincerely admitted his mistake, he calmed down and invited everyone to eat fish together.

Hongxiu immediately cheered, picked up the fish belly meat with her chopsticks, and with a quick glance, put it into Lu Zhongyuan's bowl first.

Lu Zhongyuan's eyes were full of smiles: "This little girl is really lovable!"

Ren Shaoyang watched as the little beggar picked up a piece of fish face meat for him and said with a smile, "Master Yan really likes her."

Ding'an ate the fish back meat, making a few muffled noises.

Lu Zhongyuan and Ren Shaoyang clinked their bowls together: "We haven't thanked Brother Ren for saving our lives yet!"

Ren Shaoyang downed his drink in one gulp and laughed, "I once had a long and fruitful conversation with Master Yan, and he spoke highly of Brother Lu. I have long admired him; how could I stand by and watch him die?"

Lu Zhongyuan laughed loudly, raised the bowl and gulped it down, then glanced at the handsome young man in white robes in front of him.

He glanced at the beggar who got up, went to the windowsill, grabbed a jar of Luzhou Laojiao liquor, and poured wine for the two of them.

Finally, I glanced at Ding'an, who was blushing and eating heartily.
You can't watch this!
Lu Zhongyuan couldn't help but get angry and snorted, "This simpleton, the more I look at him, the angrier I get. He might become a 'traitor' in the future!"

“Uncle Lu, that’s what his former master said about him.” The little beggar chuckled.

Ren Shaoyang said, "Ding'an is straightforward, but sincere; a bit naive, but sincere; prone to doing good deeds that turn out badly, but..."

"Alright, alright!" Lu Zhongyuan pinched his brow in anguish. "He's a sincere person, okay?"

Ren Shaoyang and Hongxiu chuckled and finished another bowl with Lu Zhongyuan.

And so, the four of them drank and recounted their experiences along the way.

Through their accounts, the mystery of Yan Nantian's disappearance and the evil deeds committed by Jiang Biehe were revealed.

Lu Zhongyuan's expression changed from time to time, sometimes filled with rage, sometimes with tears in his eyes, sometimes with deep worry, and sometimes with a long sigh of relief.

When they heard that the little beggar wanted to take Jiang Biehe back as a gift and give it to Yan Nantian.

Lu Zhongyuan then sighed, "I should have joined forces with Old Shi and Brother Yan to wipe out Evil Valley back then! Then none of this would have happened."

As he spoke, he drank in silence. Fourteen years had passed in the blink of an eye. "The Great Hero of the Yangtze River," Shi Yangtian, was old and frail. "The Greatest Hero Under Heaven," Yan Nantian, had narrowly escaped death. He was all alone, facing the fleeting years, and sighed with deep regret.

Looking back, there are too many regrets.

Lu Zhongyuan then asked, "How did you deal with those villains when you left the valley?"

Hongxiu said, "Although those villains said they wouldn't run away, as soon as we left, they scattered and fled overnight."

"Hmph, a bunch of scum!"

Ding An interjected, "They were terrified of Shao Yang and are worried that we will come back, so they fled the Valley of Villains and will definitely hide in the martial world."

Lu Zhongyuan nodded, then asked, "So, is Brother Yan still in Evil Valley?"

"I don't know, let's go back and talk about it."

"Actually, I have two more things I'd like to ask Brother Lu for help with." Ren Shaoyang downed a bowl of wine in one gulp. "But I don't know if you'd be willing to take them on."

"Oh?" Lu Zhongyuan laughed heartily, "Brother Ren, please speak freely. I will do my best to help you!"

"Then let me tell you," Ren Shaoyang said, clasping his hands in greeting. "On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I will be discussing swordsmanship with Yaoyue from Yihua Palace and the great swordsman Yan at Kunlun!"

"What?" Lu Zhongyuan paused, his hand holding the bowl to drink, his face filled with disbelief.

He turned to look at the little beggar and saw that she looked calm.

He glanced at Ding'an, saw her bright red face, and turned away speechlessly.
"Brother Ren, are you sure you can handle facing off against these two top experts?"

"Relax, relax, Uncle Lu!" Hongxiu said with a grin. "Shaoyang gave Yaoyue a good beating yesterday."

Lu Zhongyuan dropped the wine bowl in his hand with a clatter, exclaiming, "You've already defeated that witch, Yaoyue?"

"It should be said that Yaoyue's martial arts skills have not yet reached their peak."

"That's still a defeat!"

Lu Zhongyuan felt a burning sensation all over his body. He never expected that the young man who had saved his life would have such amazing skills. He immediately filled a bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

At this moment, Ding'an said from the side, "Master Lu, that's why I said after watching yesterday's sword fight, your swordsmanship today is... well..."

He wanted to say "that's not enough," but when he suddenly saw the unfriendly looks on the faces of the three people in front of him, he felt a chill and quickly shut his mouth.

Lu Zhongyuan's gaze swept over Ding An like lightning, and he said sternly, "So what? Why aren't you saying anything? I'm not angry, just finish what you were saying!"

Ding An saw that Lu Zhongyuan had already turned red before she could even speak. How could she dare to say anything more?
He just kept shaking his head.

Hongxiu quickly pinched Ding'an's mouth to smooth things over: "Uncle Lu, Ding'an is a sincere person, just a bit blunt. Please don't take it to heart."

Lu Zhongyuan was fuming; he had originally been thinking about the garlic bird.

But the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He suddenly turned around and asked, "Straightforward?" He raised an eyebrow. "You mean, this simpleton is telling the truth?"

Red sleeves: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

Ren Shaoyang: “(⊙⊙)”

Ding'an: "(￣△￣;)"

Hongxiu quickly explained, "No, it's not me."

She was usually sharp-tongued, but now she was cornered and didn't know how to explain herself. Looking at Ding An, whose face was red, she was furious.

She stomped on his foot!
"Ouch!" Ding'an cried out, clutching his foot.

Ren Shaoyang realized what was happening and quickly interjected, "Brother Lu, what Little Beggar meant was that Ding'an only saw his own path, but didn't know that the scenery on other paths was also beautiful."

"Similarly, he thinks my swordsmanship and Yaoyue's are superior, but he doesn't know about your swordsmanship."

As Lu Zhongyuan's face grew darker and darker, Ren Shaoyang's voice grew softer and softer.

The little beggar sighed and slapped his forehead.

Lu Zhongyuan stared at the three of them for a long time before finally smiling wryly and saying, "Go on, continue."

The three of them waved their hands in unison: "Let's not talk about it anymore."

Lu Zhongyuan looked at them, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You guys are unparalleled in martial arts, and you're also unparalleled in making people angry!"

Looking at the sunset in the distance, he said somewhat absentmindedly, "No matter what you say, if you can't beat them, there's no reason why."

Lu Zhongyuan looked at the three of them and laughed, "I'm at ease knowing that you'll be in charge of the future. I can also follow Brother Shi's example, find solace in nature, retire from the martial world, and maybe even find a wife and enjoy life."

As he spoke, he looked relaxed as he gazed out the door, seemingly envisioning his life after retirement.

"Brother Lu, don't rush to retire."

Lu Zhongyuan was pulled back by Ren Shaoyang's words and looked at him with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly and gestured with two fingers: "Two things."

Lu Zhongyuan slapped his forehead and said, "I'm so angry with that silly boy that I'm dizzy!"

"Don't be angry, brother!"

Ren Shaoyang clinked bowls with him and drank them all in one gulp.

"The first thing I hope you can do is spread the word about the Kunlun Sword Tournament."

Lu Zhongyuan thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay! This battle is a once-in-a-century event, and it is by no means inferior to the great battle between Tie Zhongtang and the Demonic Sect Leader Dugu Can back then. Even if you don't say it, people in the martial arts world will definitely know about it."

Ren Shaoyang nodded and then said, "The second thing is a bit complicated."

Lu Zhongyuan laughed and said, "Now that we have wine and fish, let's eat and talk, and we'll eventually get to the bottom of things."

"This matter involves the Yihua Palace, Jiang Feng, and his two posthumous children."

"What?" Lu Zhongyuan's hand, which was holding chopsticks to pick up fish, paused. "Brother Ren, please explain in detail!"

Did you know that Hua Wuque, the successor of the Yihua Palace, has come down from the mountain to hunt down Jiang Xiaoyu?

Lu Zhongyuan said, "I've heard that Jiang Xiaoyu is said to be from the Valley of Villains, and the two of them..." Suddenly, his eyes widened, "The two of them, could they be related?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "They are the posthumous children of Jiang Feng that I mentioned." As he spoke, he recounted the plan that Lianxing had devised for Yaoyue back then.

Upon learning this shocking truth, Lu Zhongyuan was immediately enraged: "How can there be such a vicious person in the world!"

He was a person who hated evil and was eager to help others, but he couldn't understand how anyone could have orchestrated a situation that spanned more than a decade, causing two brothers to kill each other.

This is even more perverted than a pervert!

Lu Zhongyuan said in a deep voice, "Brother Ren, what do you want me to do?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Brother Lu, all you need to do is catch Jiang Xiaoyu and bring him here."

“Jiang Xiaoyu is in your hands, and Hua Wuque will naturally follow.” Lu Zhongyuan said in a deep voice, “Brother Ren’s martial arts are unparalleled. Even if Yaoyue comes in person, as long as she has not mastered her divine skills, she will never be able to kill the two of them in front of you.”

Hongxiu chimed in, "Next, we'll spread this story far and wide throughout the martial arts world, making Hua Wuque and Jiang Xiaoyu suspicious and speculative. Finally, we'll expose this fourteen-year-old insidious scheme on Kunlun Mountain!"

Lu Zhongyuan asked, "But what if Yaoyue keeps being stubborn and refuses to admit that Hua Wuque is Jiang Feng's son?"

Ren Shaoyang didn't take it seriously and said indifferently, "Then let's beat her until she's kneeling on the ground and can't get up, then go ask Lianxing."

"That's right!" Lu Zhongyuan clapped his hands and laughed. "Lianxing also knows the truth!"

Ren Shaoyang instructed, "Brother Lu, although Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque are no match for you, you must be careful of 'Mr. Copper' who is Yaoyue in disguise."

Lu Zhongyuan stepped forward, grasped his hand, and said loudly, "Brother Ren, I understand!" He smiled slightly, "But I have a question."

"You asked."

What is your reason for doing this?

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "I can't stand Yaoyue."

"Just that you can't stand it?"

Ren Shaoyang thought for a moment and said, "Also, I want to cut off her thoughts of more than ten years, so that I can be ruthless and heartless, and reach the ninth level of 'Mingyu Gong' as soon as possible."

"To kill someone is to destroy their spirit?" Lu Zhongyuan was moved by these words. "You're driving her to her death. How terrifying!" With that, he turned and laughed as he left.

The sound came from afar.

"But I like this method of dealing with this kind of person!"

(End of this chapter)