88: Er Niang recognizes her son, Xuanci kills herself!

"Abbot, don't listen to his nonsense. How can such Jianghu rumors be believed?

The Shaolin people quickly said.

After all, this not only concerned Xuan Ci's reputation but also Shaolin's.

As long as there was an opportunity, Shaolin naturally would not admit it.

Once admitted, Shaolin, a thousand-year-old ancient temple, would suffer a great loss of reputation and become a laughingstock of the Martial Forest.

"Then please invite Ye Erniang out to explain."

Hearing someone mention Ye Erniang, Xuan Ci's face changed slightly.

Xiao Feng's matter and Xuan Ci's matter caused chaos at the scene.

Some wanted to deal with Xiao Feng first, but others wanted to expose Xuan Ci's true face first and severely damage Shaolin's reputation.

The two sides argued endlessly.

Finally, Xiao Feng could no longer bear it. He roared up to the sky, letting out a Dragon's roar that intimidated everyone present. "Xuan Ci, I don't care about your personal conduct. Today, I am only here for revenge!"

"There's no need for you to be hypocritical in front of me. Stand up and fight me!"

After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck Xuan Ci with a palm.

Forcing Xuan Ci to fight back.

In an instant, both sides were locked in battle.

Shaolin's Xuan Nan, along with other warrior monks, had no choice but to step forward and assist.

The roar of the Dragon resounded, awe-inspiring the world.

But how could the Shaolin people be a match for Xiao Feng in his rage?

In just a moment, many had already been severely injured and sent flying backward.

"First, kill Xiao Feng!"

The You Clan Twins rushed forward with their shields, and the Shan family father and son also charged with their sabers.

The scene at the foot of Mount Shaoshi completely spiraled out of control.

The Beggar Clan members were also swept into the fray.

As injuries accumulated on his body, Xiao Feng completely went mad. Without any weaknesses, he was unstoppable.

The Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms displayed terrifying power in his hands.

The Buddhist Holy Land transformed into a purgatory at this moment.

As Qiao Feng charged forward, large numbers of Shaolin disciples fell to the ground. Even Xuan Nan was struck in the chest with a palm, sent flying backward, and landed on the steps, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

Xuan Ji grabbed at Qiao Feng's chest but was grabbed by the neck by Qiao Feng's backhand. With a forceful toss, he was thrown out, landing on the ground spitting blood, his face full of lingering fear.

"This villain's internal energy is indeed profound."

Xuan Ji said with a face full of terror.

Seeing Qiao Feng's invincible bravery, everyone present was astonished.

"With such martial arts, throughout the world, perhaps only Young Master Murong can stop him."

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

"It's a pity Young Master Murong is not here now, otherwise, how could he, a Khitan, be allowed to act so viciously?"

Many people shouted angrily.

"Qiao Feng, do you really intend to trample my Shaolin ancestral temple today? Do you know what you are doing?"

"Are you really going to betray the Han people?"

Seeing that everyone was no match, Xuan Ci couldn't help but shout loudly.

Xiao Feng, in his fury, calmed down a bit upon hearing these words. He looked at the bloody battlefield around him, a complex expression in his eyes.

His background made him feel immensely painful right now.

He grew up in a Han family, received a Han education, and deeply hated the Khitan people. But then, one day, someone told him that he wasn't Han, but a Khitan, the very people he detested.

This contrast had tormented his soul these past days.

But as a son, if he didn't avenge his parents, would he still be considered human?

Therefore, amidst this conflict of identity, he could only move forward, seeking answers.

To find the culprit who murdered his parents and put an end to everything.

"Xuan Ci, do I still count as a Han person now?"

Xiao Feng laughed bleakly, "Am I not the Khitan dog that everyone reviles, as you all say?"

"You knew my identity, deliberately raised me, made me fight the Khitan, and now you tell me my true origins. Buddhist practitioners, yet with such malicious hearts."

"I, Xiao Feng, am not a tyrannical person either. The hatred between us, let us resolve it ourselves."

"Very well."

Xuan Ci, already contemplating death due to Ye Erniang's matter and fearing it would tarnish Shaolin's reputation,

immediately agreed.

If the fight continued, Xiao Feng might die here, but everyone present, whether from Shaolin or other Martial Forest comrades, would likely also perish.

This would be an unbearable loss for the Great Song Martial Forest.

"Abbot!"

The Shaolin people's faces changed, wanting to dissuade him.

But Xuan Ci recited a Buddhist chant, directly interrupting them.

However, just then, a figure suddenly appeared, "Xuan Ci, where is my son?"

Ye Erniang's sudden appearance instantly made the situation even more complicated.

Everyone turned to look at Xuan Ci.

And Xuan Ci's face also changed when he saw Ye Erniang, his eyes revealing a complex emotion.

But Ye Erniang had long since disregarded these things, "Xuan Ci, where is my son?"

Ye Erniang asked excitedly, simultaneously looking at the group of young monks behind.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

Xuan Ci sighed.

He really didn't know.

"Xu Zhu, my son's name is Xu Zhu, bring him out."

Ye Erniang shouted loudly.

As soon as these words were spoken, many people in Shaolin Temple who knew Xu Zhu immediately turned to look at the ugly monk.

"Me?"

Xu Zhu was utterly bewildered.

Ye Erniang also noticed the direction of everyone's gaze and her eyes fell on Xu Zhu, "Are you Xu Zhu?"

"Benefactress, this humble monk's monastic name is Xu Zhu."

Under the curious gazes of the crowd, Xu Zhu braced himself and walked down, performing a Buddhist salute with one hand.

"Then you are my son, let me see your back."

Ye Erniang immediately pounced forward, saying she was going to undo Xu Zhu's clothes.

Xu Zhu's face instantly flushed red as he pushed back, "Benefactress, please do not be so rude. This humble monk does not know what you are talking about. I cannot be your son, I am an orphan."

"Whether it is or not, I will know once I see your birthmark."

Ye Erniang, without explanation, tried to tear Xu Zhu's monastic robe. Xu Zhu was naturally no match for Ye Erniang, and soon his monastic robe was directly torn off.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Ci couldn't help but step forward to stop her, "Ye Erniang, you've got the wrong person. How could he be your son?"

"Xu Zhu was an abandoned infant I personally found in the back mountain. I brought him back to Shaolin. Where did you get this information from?"

"No, that person had no reason to lie to me."

Ye Erniang pushed Xuan Ci away, glaring at him angrily and scolding, "You be your abbot, I only want my son."

"Abbot?"

Xu Zhu was utterly bewildered, letting Ye Erniang tear off his clothes, revealing his bare back.

Seeing the birthmark on his back, Ye Erniang's eyes lit up with joy, "It's my son! He really didn't lie to me. You really are my son, my son who has been lost for twenty-four years!"

Ye Erniang embraced Xu Zhu, weeping bitterly and shouting excitedly.

"What?"

"Xu Zhu is Ye Erniang's son?"

"How is this possible!"

The Shaolin people also showed surprise.

At this moment, even Xiao Feng frowned deeply, not immediately stepping forward to interrupt.

And the remaining Martial Forest members around also discussed amongst themselves, many looking at Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci's state of mind was equally unstable at this moment. He stared at Ye Erniang in astonishment, "You, are you sure you haven't mistaken him?"

"Impossible, impossible, how could this be?"

"How can there be such a coincidence in the world?"

Xuan Ci found it incomprehensible.

Xuan Ci felt as if there was a black hand behind the scenes, orchestrating all of this.

Otherwise, why would it be such a coincidence?

Why would his own son be picked up by him... Xuan Ci couldn't help but turn to look at Shaolin Temple.

But at this moment, everyone was greatly surprised and discussed amongst themselves.

"It seems the recent Jianghu rumors are true. Great Master Xuan Ci really broke the monastic precepts and had an affair with Ye Erniang, even having a child."

"And he even brought the child back to Shaolin to raise."

"To think that the Shaolin Abbot broke the precept of lust truly harms the reputation of Buddhism."

"You wantonly murdered my parents back then, committing the precept of killing. Unexpectedly, a monk would have a private affair with someone and even bear offspring, committing the precept of lust. Great Master Xuan Ci, you truly have a compassionate heart!"

Xiao Feng couldn't help but say sarcastically.

"The Shaolin Abbot actively broke the monastic precepts. The Buddhist Holy Land is indeed extraordinary."

Someone spoke mockingly.

All the Shaolin Temple people showed anger.

But at this moment, they were speechless.

Many monks already looked at Xuan Ci, feeling equally complex about their abbot.

Some of their inner convictions seemed to be shattered at this moment.

And Xu Zhu was also somewhat lost in thought at this moment.

He murmured to himself, "The abbot is my father? Abbot Xuan Ci is my father..."

"How is this possible?"

"Ye Erniang of the Four Evils is my mother, and the abbot is my father. Why is this happening? It's impossible..."

Xu Zhu raised his head, looking at Xuan Ci, wanting an answer.

Xuan Ci's face showed pity and complexity. Listening to the various discussions around him, Xuan Ci glanced at Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu, his lips moved a few times, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

"I listened to slander, harmed the innocent, violated monastic precepts, and brought shame to Shaolin. As abbot, my sin is compounded. Today, I will bring everything to a complete end."

Xuan Ci suddenly raised his head, "From today onwards, I will resign from the position of Shaolin Abbot. Everything I have done has no relation to Shaolin; they are all mistakes caused by my selfish intentions."

After speaking, Xuan Ci looked at Xiao Feng again, "Benefactor Xiao, everything began because of me, and it should end because of me. I hope that all your hatred, Benefactor, will conclude with me and no longer harm others."

"Xuan Ci, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Feng was startled, then asked in angry surprise.

But then Xuan Ci suddenly struck his own head with both palms.

Ye Erniang turned around and saw this scene, immediately turning pale with fright and pouncing forward, "No!"

But it was too late.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, Xuan Ci's body suddenly fell backward.

"Abbot!"

The Shaolin people also exclaimed, their faces full of complex emotions.

And Ye Erniang had already pounced on him.

"Xuan Ci, why did you do this?"

"Our whole family just reunited, how could you..."

Ye Erniang was emotional, shaking Xuan Ci's body.

Xuan Ci opened his eyes, blood continuously oozing from the corner of his mouth. He showed a faint smile, his lips moving slightly, "I, I'm sorry!"

"You must take good care of Xu Zhu. I cannot bring shame upon the sect..."

"Also, tell them to be careful within the temple."

With that, Xuan Ci's head tilted, and his breathing completely ceased.

"Xuan Ci..."

Ye Erniang cried out in sorrow.

Xu Zhu was also at a loss for what to do.

He had just met his biological parents, and his father turned out to be Abbot Xuan Ci, and then his father died.

This made it difficult for Xu Zhu to accept for a while.

He slumped to the ground.

Seeing Xuan Ci take his own life, Xiao Feng's face also changed drastically, revealing an angry expression, "Xuan Ci, how dare you die?"

"I haven't personally killed you to avenge my father, how dare you die?"

Xiao Feng roared loudly, his heart also filled with unvented rage.

His soaring roar was like a Dragon's cry, intimidating many people present, causing them to retreat repeatedly.

Their gazes towards Xiao Feng were also filled with fear.

A man's reputation precedes him, like a tree's shadow.

Xiao Feng's name had been renowned throughout the Jianghu for years, earning him the title of Northern Qiao Feng. Countless villains in the Jianghu were killed by Xiao Feng, which earned him such prestige.

But most people had only heard of him and had not witnessed Xiao Feng's strength.

Now, seeing it with their own eyes, they finally understood how formidable he was.