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"If the two village lords find it difficult, I, Xiao Mou, can stay here to guard the martial arts manual and atone for my sins." Suddenly, a voice came from the courtyard entrance. It was Qiao Feng, who had already returned.

However, he was calling himself Xiao Mou at this moment, clearly having become Xiao Feng. Xiao Yuanshan, however, had not come with him; his whereabouts were unknown.

"Everyone, I have agreed with my father to ascend Shaolin in ten days to settle the grievances from thirty years ago. After that, I will remain in Juxian Village to guard the martial arts manual and atone for my father's sins. If any scoundrels have any ulterior motives, don't blame me, Xiao Mou, for being impolite!!"

Xiao Feng had finally understood. What if he was a Khitan? Over the years, as the Beggars Sect leader, he had disrupted many of Liao Country's plans and killed many of their experts.

Liao Country was like a wolf that could never be sated; it would invade south one day, inevitably leading to displaced populations and suffering.

"Ten days." Chen Feng heard Xiao Feng's words and knew that the Shaolin Temple assembly might be moved up. However, none of this concerned him, as he was due to return in a week. What happened then would be irrelevant to him. Seven days was enough for his Xiaoyao reputation to spread far and wide.

In fact, on the afternoon of the second day, someone brought back a murderer. It was none other than the chief constable of the Imperial City Department, known as Divine Eye, Sima Minghui.

He brought a man who had been tortured beyond recognition to Juxian Village, demanding a day's chance to view the martial arts manual in exchange.

"This is... Blood Skeleton?" Chen Feng had heard of it before. Someone named Blood Skeleton had been captured by the Imperial City Department, so he inquired.

"Indeed, it is Blood Skeleton. However, he is a tough one. After enduring all the tortures from the Imperial City Department, he still wouldn't speak, only saying that he would reveal everything after six more days," Sima Minghui said, having his subordinates throw Blood Skeleton in front of Chen Feng.

Six days later, it was indeed a Reincarnator. When the time came, they would naturally be teleported back to the Reincarnation Sacred Hall. If their points were not negative, they would be healed and their lives saved by the Reincarnation Sacred Hall.

"Since Lord Divine Eye himself has come, I assume it's not fake. There's no use keeping scum like this alive; just kill him. We have a copy of the martial arts manual ready in the room, and all the martial arts masters were present during the transcription, so it's not fake. Please, proceed." Chen Feng glanced at the unconscious Blood Skeleton, then immediately ordered his head to be chopped off and displayed on a pole prepared in front of Juxian Village. Scum like this didn't deserve to live.

A day later, Sima Minghui emerged from the room, his entire being in a daze. After regaining his senses, he uttered, "To have witnessed such martial arts in this life, I have no regrets even in death."

He then led his men back to Bianjing City, knowing that this was something that could change the entire Great Song, and he had to be the first to master it.

While pursuing the murderer might be difficult, there were countless Liao soldiers raiding the northern borders. He planned to personally hunt these Liao soldiers.

Sima Minghui's words spread throughout the Jianghu within three days, electrifying everyone. After the Nth person who harbored thoughts of theft was thrown out of Juxian Village by Xiao Feng, they unanimously turned their attention to the area beyond Yanmen Pass.

On the evening of the seventh day, with three days left until Qiao Feng and his father ascended Shaolin, Chen Feng was also about to return.

In a room at Juxian Village, the Hangu Eight Friends were anxiously pacing. Xue Muhua had even developed a large blister on his lip.

"Why are you all panicking? Haven't I already re-enrolled you in the sect?" Chen Feng looked at their hesitant expressions with amusement.

"But Sect Leader Uncle-Master, this is a secret art of our Xiaoyao Sect..." Senior Disciple Brother Kang Guangling said with a mournful face.

"Do you really think Xiaoyao Yufeng is that easy to understand? My master, Wu Yazi, told me before he died that he had studied it for decades and only understood a tenth or two. Moreover, the Xiaoyao Sect used to recruit exceptionally gifted individuals. Do you think such people are common?" Chen Feng said disdainfully.

Despite his words, the Hangu Eight Friends were naturally reluctant, as it was the treasure of the Xiaoyao Sect.

However, for Chen Feng, it was "a son selling his father's land without heartache." Obtaining the maximum benefit was the correct approach. If he took SSS, he would no longer be able to enter the Normal Grade Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

Furthermore, Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils had never appeared in Elite Grade, indicating that Normal Grade was its limit. Therefore, Chen Feng was not worried at all.

"Bad news, Sect Leader Uncle-Master! A group of people has suddenly arrived outside. They're not interested in the martial arts manual anymore; they're specifically asking to become your disciple and learn immortal arts!" At this moment, Wu Lingjun burst into the room, panting, and shouted.

"What? What's going on?" Wu Lingjun's words confused Chen Feng. Becoming a disciple was one thing, but learning immortal arts? What was that?

"Someone saw Uncle-Master killing Ding Chunqiu by the side of Luoyang City yesterday morning. They said you ignored Ding Chunqiu's poisonous attacks and killed him despite his aggressive assault."

"But everyone at Juxian Village knows that Uncle-Master never left the village. And that person is a well-known figure in the Jianghu and would never lie. So, people are saying that Uncle-Master has already achieved immortality through his immortal cultivation manual, appearing thousands of miles away in an instant to kill the sect's traitor, Ding Chunqiu."

Upon hearing Wu Lingjun's words, Chen Feng immediately understood what had happened. Ding Chunqiu must have encountered Duan Yu.

Chen Feng had placed Ding Chunqiu on the bounty list the day before, stating that he was a traitor to the Xiaoyao Sect. Anyone who brought his head would be allowed to view the martial arts manual for a month. Therefore, as soon as Ding Chunqiu left Xingxiu Sea, he was targeted.

Ding Chunqiu's departure from Xingxiu Sea was also due to Chen Feng's spies in the Central Plains informing him of the situation. Because Chen Feng's face was identical to Duan Yu's, and Duan Yu knew Lingbo Weibu, Ding Chunqiu attacked Duan Yu immediately upon encountering him.

However, Duan Yu was immune to all poisons, and with his sometimes-effective Six Meridian Divine Sword, he managed to kill the aggressive Ding Chunqiu.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng exclaimed how coincidences abound. He had assumed this face for a few reasons: firstly, time was short; secondly, if he couldn't obtain the Xiaoyao Sect's inheritance in time, he would try to provoke Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yanqing.

Because Duan Zhengchun secretly suspected he might have been responsible for what happened to Sun Erniang, seeing a face identical to Duan Yu's would surely make him overthink.

And Duan Yu was actually Duan Yanqing's son. Seeing two identical faces, he would likely suspect that "Goddess Guanyin" had given birth to twins, possibly leading to him acquiring the One Yang Finger.

However, these petty tricks were no longer necessary. The System's prompt had already sounded in Chen Feng's ears: "Mission time is up. Calculating reputation for all Reincarnators."

"Reincarnator Reincarnation Master, your fame is as follows: Good Reputation: Famous Throughout the World (Great Song), Bad Reputation: Infamous (Great Liao). Please choose a faction."

"Good Reputation." This was a no-brainer. Chen Feng directly chose the Good Reputation value.

"Selection successful. Congratulations, Reincarnator Reincarnation Master. Your chosen faction, Good Reputation, has won this confrontation."