Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

While listening to Quan Guanqing speak, Qiao Feng also saw the letter that the ringleader had sent to Wang Jiantong, which read:

"Brother Sword Beard: After several long talks, your intention to pass on your position remains unchanged. However, after careful consideration over the past few days, I still firmly believe that it is not advisable. Qiao Jun possesses exceptional talent and has made great contributions. He is a man of courage and integrity, not only an outstanding figure in your sect, but also rarely matched among martial artists throughout the land. With such talent, it is only natural that the Beggars' Sect will one day become even more prestigious than you."

However, the bloody battle outside Yanmen Pass that day, the harrowing spectacle, still lingers in my mind. This child is not of our kind; his father and mother died at our hands. If this child remains unaware of his origins, all will be well; otherwise, not only will the Beggars' Sect be destroyed by him, but the Central Plains martial arts world will also suffer a great calamity. Those of talent and martial prowess in this world are truly few and far between. The affairs of your sect are of utmost importance and should not be the concern of outsiders. However, our friendship is extraordinary, and this matter involves far too much; I urge you to reconsider.

Respectfully submitted by Xuanci

Murong Fu also leaned over to look at the letter, confirmed that it was signed by Xuan Ci, and patted Qiao Feng on the shoulder.

Because Murong Fu brought the Xingzilin incident forward, and since the monk Zhiguang was not present this time, no one tore off Xuanci's name, and Qiao Feng also learned who the ringleader was.

Qiao Feng had served as the leader of the Beggars' Sect for many years. Although he did not have a deep relationship with Shaolin, he naturally had a way to verify the authenticity of the handwriting in the letter, and he recognized the handwriting of Chief Wang.

Therefore, this letter... is extremely likely to be genuine.

But these events, one after another, made Qiao Feng unwilling to believe them, yet he had no choice but to believe them.

His parents became adoptive parents, his mentor became his father's killer, and he himself became the Khitan barbarian he hated most...

Despite Qiao Feng's extraordinary heroism and unparalleled martial arts skills, he was like a clay ox sinking into the sea, unable to exert any force.

Looking up, he saw that the other brothers in the gang were also staring at him blankly, their eyes filled with questions.

Qiao Feng closed his eyes for a moment and said, "I am ashamed to say that I do not know my own background."

However, since there are letters from Chief Wang and senior figures in the martial arts world, I, Qiao, must do my best to find out the truth.

The position of leader of the Beggars' Sect should naturally be relinquished to a more worthy successor.

As he spoke, he reached into a long bag beside him and pulled out a jade-green bamboo staff, which was none other than the Dog-Beating Staff, the token of the Beggars' Sect leader.

Holding the stick high with both hands, he said, "The Dog-Beating Stick was taught to me by Chief Wang. Qiao Feng has been in charge of the Beggars' Clan for many years. Although he has not made any great achievements, he has also fortunately not committed any major offenses."

"Today, as we abdicate, which virtuous and capable person is willing to shoulder this great responsibility? Please step forward."

No one spoke; everyone fell silent. After all, only Bai Shijing, a nine-bag elder, was present; most of the others were disciples and unable to shoulder such a great responsibility.

At this moment, Murong Fu stepped out.

Qiao Feng, seeing his smiling face, wondered what he was thinking, and said:

"Brother, you..."

Murong Fu grabbed the Dog-Beating Stick. Qiao Feng trusted him greatly, and since he was about to hand it over, he let him hold it and demonstrate it.

Murong Fu stroked it; it was indeed as warm and smooth as jade, yet it possessed the resilience of bamboo. Apart from that, it had nothing special about it; it was more of a symbol.

"Brother, things have happened too suddenly. It would be too much to ask the disciples here to apply for the position of gang leader."

Why not hand it over to Chief Fang? He's the most senior person present, and because of that, he won't have any selfish motives. Then, let the Beggars' Sect elect their own leader. That would be more free and democratic.

But that's none of your business as an outsider.

After saying this, Murong Fu handed the Dog-Beating Stick back to Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng thought it made perfect sense and decided to hand it over to Chief Fang.

But Chief Fang refused to take over: "Chief Qiao, listen to this old man, you should remain the chief of our Beggars' Sect."

You have made great contributions to the current prosperity of the Beggars' Sect. Which of the brothers in the sect does not respect you, and who can replace you?

The old man had lived for over 80 years and had seen everyone except emperors; he had never made a mistake in recognizing people.

But after spending just a few moments with you, I know you are a really good person and a really great hero.

Brothers, isn't that right?

The disciples present echoed their sentiments, clamoring for Qiao Feng to continue as the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

But Qiao Feng had made up his mind. He put down the Dog-Beating Stick and was about to leave with Murong Fu and A'Zhu.

"Wait, big brother."

Murong Fu reached out and struck wildly, unleashing a flurry of attacks with his Canhe Finger technique, leaving several bloody holes in Bai Shijing and Quan Guanqing's bodies, and also smearing several bloody marks on Kang Min's face.

"This adulterous couple murdered Deputy Chief Ma, framed me, disfigured him, and crippled his martial arts skills. This is retribution."

As for Quan Guanqing, I simply disliked him and crippled him on a whim. If you feel sorry for him, you're welcome to spar with me.

For a martial artist, losing all their skills is worse than death; for Kang Min, having her appearance ruined was worse than death.

Murong Fu looked around at the Beggars' Sect disciples, but the disciples were already unhappy that Quan Guanqing had forced Qiao Feng away. Bai Shijing and Kang Min had committed adultery and murder, which were capital offenses. However, since it involved matters concerning foreign tribes and the change of the sect leader, the matter might be delayed. Naturally, no one spoke up for them.

And so, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu stood together and slowly walked away.

.......

The three walked out of the wooden house, and Murong Fu asked loudly:

"Big brother, what are your plans next?"

"Brother, I want to go to my hometown in Shaoshi Mountain first to find out about my background. Then I'll go to Shaolin Temple to find my master, Master Xuanku, and ask him about my background. These two are my dearest friends and family, and they have cared for me a lot since I was a child. I believe they will tell me the truth."

Murong Fu nodded and said, "Alright, brother, let's go then."

Azhu, you've never been to Shaoshi Mountain before, have you? This time you're going with your older brother to visit relatives. He's visiting relatives, and we're sightseeing.

Look, isn't that paved with gold bricks and a golden statue of Buddha?

He then tried to pull A'Zhu and Qiao Feng together to Shaoshi Mountain.

Qiao Feng raised his hand and said:

"My dear brother, you have been by my side through these two days of such great events. I am truly grateful. With you as my confidant, I can die without regrets."

But you are about to marry Miss Azhu, and who knows what slanders and hardships you will encounter if you travel with your foolish brother.

Let's... part ways here.

Murong Fu heard Qiao Feng's earnest words and his somber tone, and knew that he could not accept his Khitan origins. He had previously felt that the Khitans were inhuman, and that he had killed many Khitans. Now that he himself had become a Khitan, he had become a disloyal person and did not want to be a burden to him.

But am I, Murong Fu, afraid of being implicated?

"Brother, you're being too polite. Besides, with my martial arts skills, who can threaten me? Don't act like a little girl."

You heard what Quan Guanqing just said: You are a Khitan, and I am a Xianbei. We are closely related by blood, so it's no wonder we met and became sworn brothers.

But does this bloodline matter?

I, Murong Fu of Gusu, have spoken Chinese, read Chinese books, worn Chinese clothes, and lived in Chinese land since childhood..."

He then glanced at Azhu and continued:

"I'm marrying a Chinese woman. Although I'm exceptionally handsome and different from others, everyone who sees me thinks I'm a fine Chinese man."

Brother, do you really think that if someone finds out that their bloodline is Khitan, Western Xia, or Tibetan, they will immediately become a different person?

No matter where people are from, how different are we? We are all born of mothers and fathers, eat grains, and experience joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

"Hehe, you're just too tired right now. I'll show you around and you'll feel better."

Qiao Feng felt much relieved after hearing this, but he was still very confused. He had no choice but to follow his brother's advice, and the three of them rode towards Shaoshi Mountain.

......

On the other hand, Duan Yu was in a terrible situation.

In early March, he escaped from his home to visit Wuliang Mountain, where he encountered a sect conflict, met Zhong Ling, and went to Langhuan Paradise, where he learned martial arts. Later, he and Mu Wanqing were kidnapped by the Four Evils.

After escaping danger, they encountered Kumārajīva again. The Six Meridian Divine Sword was destroyed, but Duan Yu had already learned the martial art, becoming a living sword manual. He was then taken hostage by Kumārajīva to Jiangnan...