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

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"what?"

"Backlash?"

Mu Renqing and Ding An both cried out in surprise and jumped up.

On the other side, Xiang Qiezheng's father, Tie Tou and his wife, and the others also looked extremely surprised and suspicious.

The room was deathly silent, save for the rustling sound of the hot summer breeze blowing through the windows.

Ren Shaoyang recalled the unparalleled power that the little beggar had unleashed yesterday, and his face darkened as he asked in a deep voice, "Why did this internal force backfire?"

Ping Buping sighed and pointed to the little beggar's Tanzhong acupoint: "This girl cannot gather Qi in her lower dantian, but she has encountered some kind of extraordinary event, and a domineering internal force has been gathered in her middle dantian."

Hongxiu was taken aback, then touched her chest: "There's something here?"

“That’s right!” Ping Buping said, “This internal force is unique and supreme. Originally, given the girl’s physical condition, she shouldn’t have been able to control it at all! But for some reason, it was firmly locked in her middle dantian. Although it can’t do anything wrong, and even helps her nourish herself and relieves her lack of vital energy, it’s like inviting a tiger to ward off a wolf. This internal force is even more threatening. If it continues to grow on its own, it will inevitably backfire on her.”

"In other words, the little beggar's illness of damaged vital energy was cured by that internal force," Ren Shaoyang said solemnly. "But one ruthless one left, and an even more ruthless one has arrived. Now that this internal force has grown stronger, it's about to start causing trouble?"

Ping Buping thought for a moment and nodded: "The words may be rough, but the principle is sound; that's the truth!"

Ren Shaoyang put his hand to his forehead and sighed, "Dr. Ping, is there a solution?"

"Solve it?" Ping Buping said with a bitter smile, "Right now, we can't touch anything, we can only alleviate it."

Ren Shaoyang asked, "How do we do it?"

"It can be summarized in seven words!" Ping Buping gestured with his fingers to indicate the number seven. "Eat more, sleep more, and do less!"

Mu Renqing asked incredulously, "What are you doing?"

Ping Buping said, "The little girl should eat more, especially rare and precious herbs and medicinal plants, to strengthen her body. She should sleep more to reduce the consumption of her vital energy. She should fight less, which means that she should not use this internal energy lightly unless it is a matter of life and death. Otherwise, if her true energy goes into chaos, she may die immediately."

Upon hearing this, Hongxiu couldn't help but mutter, "This, isn't this just raising pigs!"

"Hey, you're right!" Ping Buping laughed heartily, "This is pig farming."

Ren Shaoyang asked, "Mr. Ping, is there a way to resolve that internal force?"

Ping Buping shook his head and said, "Yes!"

"Oh, I knew it!"

"Tell me quickly, what method is it?"

"Scared me!"

Everyone became excited upon hearing this.

Ping Buping said, "If a peerless master were to intervene and disperse the internal energy within her body to her acupoints, the threat would cease immediately. Unfortunately," he looked around, "this would consume too much energy, and even a peerless master might die from exhaustion."

Ren Shaoyang murmured, "Disperse the acupoints?" He nodded, "I understand."

"Great hero, what do you understand?" Ping Buping asked curiously.

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "As long as you are strong enough, you can see through the flow of true energy in her body, guide it into the little beggar's acupoints, and then repair her congenitally deficient meridians. Is that what you mean?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Ping Buping muttered to himself, his eyes widening: "Great hero, this requires a thorough understanding of the young lady's meridians. Only a god or Buddha could succeed! If you are not careful during the spell, I'm afraid both of you will have your meridians shattered and die!"

"Is it feasible?" Ren Shaoyang looked at him calmly.

"It's feasible!" Ping Buping shuddered, his voice trembling as he said, "But it's a nine-out-of-ten chance of death!"

"As long as there's a glimmer of hope, that's enough. There are no inherently no paths in this world; it's just a matter of forging them." Ren Shaoyang smiled, but his eyes grew even more resolute.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Ping Buping shook his head and stopped trying to persuade him. After giving him a few more instructions, he was led away by Tie Tou.

Hongxiu kept her head down, seemingly lost in thought.

"Red, the girl with red sleeves."

At this moment, Mu Renqing walked over and stammered, "Miss Hongxiu, don't be afraid! I'll take you back to Mount Hua. The Ancestor's internal energy is miraculous; he can definitely cure you!"

“Monkey, I appreciate your kindness.” Hongxiu raised her head, smiled and shook her head, “I can’t go with you.”

"No, why?"

"The three of us are bound together by life and death; we cannot be separated."

Mu Renqing became anxious: "Miss Hongxiu, if that's the case, you... you're in great danger."

Hongxiu smiled and said, "Believe me, my eyes won't be wrong, and my heart won't be wrong."

These words evoked a sense of sadness and despair in Mu Renqing.

It seems that this was the last time he saw Hongxiu.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

"Ren the rascal, can he save you?" Mu Renqing snorted, his face turning bright red, and muttered, "He, he's far from it!"

"Monkey, you're talking bad about me to my face?" Ren Shaoyang sneered, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean by 'far behind'? My skills have improved extremely quickly."

"Rogue Ren, if you perform any magic on Miss Hongxiu without permission, both of them will die!" Mu Renqing exclaimed in alarm.

"I didn't say now?"

"You~!"

Seeing the two start arguing, the little beggar stood up, took Mu Renqing's hand, and said softly, "Monkey, thank you for your kindness. But this is my decision, so please don't try to persuade me anymore."

Mu Renqing's face turned deathly pale. After a moment, she softly called out, "Hong... Hongxiu."

"What's wrong?" Hongxiu asked with a smile.

Mu Renqing asked cautiously, "You, are you really determined?"

Hongxiu smiled and said, "Yes."

Mu Renqing closed his eyes and shook his head, remaining silent for a long while. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and stammered, "Then, will we ever see each other again, Hongxiu?"

Hongxiu thought for a moment, then looked at Murenqing and said, "The two birds are separated for now, but they will surely meet again someday." She looked at the bright summer sunlight outside the window and smiled slightly. "The martial world is like a big circle. If you are determined, how could you not meet again?"

"Oh, okay, uh, I have to go back to Mount Hua to report back."

Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Mu Renqing's large eyes for some reason, yet she still forced a smile.

"Hey, when you have time, come visit Mount Hua! I'll take you to Taiyue Pavilion. There's a huge rock there with flying immortals carved on it; it's so beautiful!"

"Okay." Hongxiu's eyes curved into crescent moons, looking absolutely beautiful.

"You agree? Then it's a deal!"

Mu Renqing smiled with delight, thinking that he would take her to the waterfall and deep pool, to Taiyue Pavilion to watch the sunset, and to the Cliff of Contemplation to meet the extraordinary ancestor.
However, he didn't realize until he left that this was the last thing he said to the little beggar, the last time he saw him.

On this bright summer afternoon.
Many years later, having long since become the number one monkey in the world, he would often gaze southwards from the Cliff of Contemplation.

I think of that girl in red sleeves, with her round eyes and round face. A pang of regret lingers; if only I had said more. But then I think, perhaps it's better to say less. Just sitting there, gazing at her, is fine too.
Once everyone had left, the room became quiet.

Ren Shaoyang turned his head and saw the little beggar's teary eyes. Her face was flushed red, tears were streaming down her face, and she was pouting, almost crying.

Sigh, I'm still scared after all.

After all, no matter how much you pretend to be an adult, you're still just a child.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Why are you crying? Ding'an and I are here."

Hongxiu's eyes darted around, her mind uneasy. She said, "Crippled man, if you can't cure me, take me home. I don't want to die in Jiangnan."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Ren Shaoyang raised his hand and tapped her on the head. "Do you remember what you told me?"

Hongxiu covered her head and asked, "What?"

“I’m becoming more and more like Buddha. Ding’an is lucky.” Ren Shaoyang stroked Hongxiu’s head. “And you, you’re destined to cling to powerful figures.”

Hongxiu muttered softly, "I was just making that up."

Ren Shaoyang looked at her for a moment, then said seriously, "Don't underestimate yourself, and don't underestimate us. The three of us together are definitely destined to be the main characters!"

Hongxiu paused for a moment, let out a soft breath, then raised her round face and said with a wry smile, "What kind of protagonist is this useless?"

Ren Shaoyang looked at her pouting little face, like an angry kitten, and smiled: "Don't worry, there's still time. There's always a way out. I'll lead you through it!" After saying that, he patted her head.
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In the following days, the weather suddenly changed, and heavy rain poured down.

Ren Shaoyang and his two companions' itinerary was also disrupted, so at Xiang Qiezheng's strong invitation, they decided to stay a few more days.

Ren Shaoyang watched his master walk away with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless, and teased Ding An, "Broken hand, see? Parents are all like this, sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. They really want to spend more time with you, but they don't show it on the surface."

Ding'an scratched his head: "My master has been scolding me all the time these past few days."

Ren Shaoyang laughed as he walked away, "Haha, he'll be the one crying the most after you leave."

Ding'an's eyes widened as she chased after him: "Really? I don't believe it!"

The little beggar munched on a piece of astragalus root, muttering, "I have sharp ears and eyes, I'll listen for you then!"

"No, Master would be so embarrassed!"

The three chatted and laughed, like Samoyeds frolicking in the rain, and quickly ran back to their room.

At the same time, after several days of fermentation, the news of Jingzhou spread from south to north and from east to west throughout the world.

A huge wave was stirred up across the entire Central Plains, and after several brewing moments, it intensified.

No one expected that the "Four Eccentrics of the North and Four Wonders of the South," who had been famous for decades, would all perish.

All factions in Jiangnan launched a joint attack on "Butcher" Ren Shaoyang, but unexpectedly ended up in such a tragic situation, with countless deaths and injuries.

In restaurants and teahouses, storytellers were practically rolling in money. Stories like "The Three Heroes of the North Battle the Heroes of the South," "Ling Tuisi Killed with a Fire Stick," "The Human Skin Girl Incident," "The Three Heroes Kill the Blood Saber Monk," and "The Divine Sword Clash at Xiang Family Manor" were common.

The various martial arts tales surrounding Ren Shaoyang and his two companions instantly became a sensation across the country.

Its popularity is absolutely no less than that of legends such as "Beautiful Lady Huang", "Young Lady Luo", and "Persian Beauty Dai".

The storyteller's spittle flew everywhere as he spoke, and he counted money until his hands cramped.

For a moment, the streets seemed deserted and quiet. Pedestrians gathered in restaurants and teahouses, crowding together, and even beggars on the roadside craned their necks to listen.

"My goodness, just how good is Ren Shaoyang's kung fu?"

"I don't know, but I heard he's like Sun Wukong, wielding a fire poker that can extend and retract. That's really something!"

"Bullshit! That's called the Divine Sword Capturing Dragon, it's a sword, a flying sword!"

"Flying sword? Master Ren is the number one expert in the Northern Frontier. I've personally witnessed the power of his iron chisel. Don't you know that better than I do?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"I am Tie Wanchao. I once fought with Lord 'Butcher' and survived three punches! What, you have a problem with that?"

"Oh my, you, you are this!"

Upon seeing the elderly man missing both arms, the crowd gasped and gave him a thumbs-up.
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Despite the outside commotion, the three from Xiangjiazhuang remained unaffected.

On a whim, the little beggar decided to find a schoolteacher to teach him and Ding'an to read.

Ding'an has been in extreme pain these past few days.

The little beggar had a photographic memory and could apply what he learned to other situations. He quickly moved away from the "Three Character Classic" and "Hundred Family Surnames" and went on to study Buddhist and Taoist classics.

And then they'd ask questions about obscure, difficult-to-understand, and convoluted sentences and texts they'd somehow learned.

Often, even school teachers are left speechless when asked questions.

The teacher was so fond of Hongxiu's intelligence and cuteness that he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he made trouble for Ding'an, this academic failure, by making this rebellious student copy classics whenever he had nothing to do.

So, in the past few days, Ding'an's hands were not only stained black with ink, but his face was also black. However, every cloud has a silver lining, and he actually developed excellent handwriting, which greatly changed the teacher's opinion of him, who couldn't help but criticize him harshly.

"A healthy body, but a brain like a dog."

At the same time, Ren Shaoyang found a quiet room and began his seclusion.

As he sat cross-legged on the bed and looked up into the void, lines of small characters appeared out of thin air.

[World Reputation: Unparalleled (Can travel across realms)]

Ren Shaoyang nodded, and asked from the bottom of his heart, "Can I bring someone with me?"

【No】

Suddenly, as if the power had gone out, there was a crackling sound, and the entire text flickered for a moment before reappearing.

[Great, you can bring others along! Three days later, the world will open up; please embark on an interdimensional journey.]

"Three days?" Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow, then asked cautiously, "Golden Finger, if you get kidnapped, give me a wink."

There was no movement for a long time.

Ren Shaoyang chuckled, "I was overthinking it!" He then let out a sigh of relief, "But compared to when we first started, you've become much quieter. When did that start? It seems, it seems, it started after I acquired the 'Heart-Sacrificing Style'?"

There was another long silence.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and looked into the void.

[The following bosses can be challenged in the Sanzu Temple instance: Monk Hun, Xinghai, and Gu Shentong.]

Ren Shaoyang secretly calculated in his heart: "My Great Vajra Divine Power has reached the 'One God in One Form' realm, which is by no means inferior to that of the Heavenly God Sect. If I add the Divine Sword Dragon Capture, I am confident that I can kill him one-on-one!"

"In the Sanzu Temple instance, challenging Xinghai is not cost-effective at all. I can do what he can't do, and I can do what he can do."

"In that case, I might as well go to Monk Hun and directly comprehend the true nature of the patriarch and enter the realm of spiritual refinement! In this way, I will have a greater chance of curing the little beggar."

Void text appeared.

Is the Sanzu Temple instance open?

"Yes!"
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