Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 490 - 493 The Truth Revealed (Thanks to the Strong Coming Out of the Void for the Reward)

Chapter 490: Chapter 493 The Truth Revealed (Thanks to the Strong Coming Out of the Void for the Reward)

"But this dagger clearly belongs to..."

Wu Xianpu stopped his words midway and slowly stood up, looking at Da Xiong.

"Clearly belongs to whom? Could it be one of your villagers?"

"Haha..."

Wang Xiaolong laughed heartily towards the sky.

Wu Xianpu’s lips moved slightly. He knew that even if he didn’t say it, someone would recognize the owner of that dagger.

Frustrated, Wu Xianpu roared.

"Da Xiong, tell Grandpa what really happened!"

Wang Xiaolong waved his hand, signaling to release Da Xiong.

"Grandpa, I didn’t kill Er Lengzi!"

Da Xiong, with tears in his eyes, fell to his knees with a thud.

Enraged, Wu Xianpu pointed at Da Xiong, choked with emotion.

"Da Xiong, I never thought you could do such a thing. Where can Grandpa hide his old face now!"

"Grandpa, I didn’t mean to kill Er Lengzi." Da Xiong cried as he awaited judgment.

"Even now, you won’t admit it."

Wu Xianpu roared again.

"If it’s not you who killed Er Lengzi, then who else could it be?"

"Grandpa, it’s me..."

Before Da Xiong could finish, Wu Xianpu picked up his cane and struck Da Xiong.

"Da Xiong, a murderer will never live long; even Grandpa can’t save you today."

"Wu wu~"

Tears fell from Da Xiong’s cheeks to the ground. He didn’t say another word, nor did he dare mention his cousin Wu Bucheng.

With tears streaming, Wu Xianpu raised his hand and wiped his eyes.

"Villagers, it’s all my fault for not teaching my family well. As for Da Xiong harming our fellow villager Er Lengzi, my fellow villagers, you decide how to deal with it."

Wu Xianpu lowered his head and slowly walked towards the village.

"Villagers, let’s beat Da Xiong to death with sticks and avenge my son!"

Er Lengzi’s father roared and charged ahead.

"Wait!"

A domineering voice sounded.

"Yan Rufeng, what are you trying to do?" Er Lengzi’s father angrily pointed at Yan Rufeng.

Yan Rufeng smiled slightly.

"What am I trying to do? Of course, I want to help you find out the real murderer of your son."

"Yan Rufeng!"

Wu Xianpu, who had already left, turned around and shouted furiously.

"The murderer of Er Lengzi has been identified. What else do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?"

Yan Rufeng said calmly, "Uncle Wu, you repeatedly frame me, trying to put me to death. If the people from Qingmang Martial Arts Hall had not found the murder weapon, I’m afraid it’d be hard for me to clear my name. And now, you still want to sacrifice the pawn to save the general in front of me."

Yan Rufeng paused, pointing at Wu Xianpu.

"Do you think I, Yan Rufeng, am made of clay for you to bully at will?"

"What do you mean?" Wu Xianpu questioned.

"What do I mean? Didn’t you claim no one in your village carries a sword? If so, where did Er Lengzi’s sword wound come from?"

Ignoring Wu Xianpu further, Yan Rufeng continued.

"Zheng~"

In the next moment, a sword was drawn, its sound ringing through the clouds.

The members of Qingmang Martial Arts Hall, seeing Yan Rufeng draw his weapon, followed suit, drawing their weapons. In an instant, cold steel clashed, and murderous intent filled the air.

The villagers of Qingshan Village had never seen such a display and quickly retreated, with some thinking about fleeing.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the sword-wielding Yan Rufeng laid his sword on Da Xiong’s shoulder.

"Speak, who is the real murderer of Er Lengzi? Why did you frame me?"

A chill spread from his neck. Da Xiong had never felt so close to death, and a yellow-white liquid instantly flowed from his pants.

"I... I... I didn’t..."

"Didn’t, huh!"

With a slash, Yan Rufeng cut off Da Xiong’s left ear.

"Ah..."

After a piercing scream, Yan Rufeng’s voice echoed in Da Xiong’s ear again.

"Da Xiong, if you tell the truth, I can spare your life."

"Yan... Young Master Yan... I... I’ll talk... as long as you don’t kill me, I’ll tell everything..."

Kneeling on the ground, Da Xiong begged bitterly.

"Sigh..."

Wu Xianpu sighed deeply, lowering his head and instantly looking much older.

When Da Xiong confessed everything, a furious roar erupted from the crowd.

"Da Xiong, I considered you a brother, but I never thought you were such a person. To get the miracle medicine from Young Master Yan that can heal bone fractures, you and Er Lengzi hired a killer at any cost. From now on, we are no longer friends."

"Li family boy, my son died inexplicably. What does that have to do with my son?" Er Lengzi’s father roared angrily.

"Old Chen, your son was no good either. He wanted the miracle medicine, but he became a pawn in framing Young Master Yan. He deserved to die."

Er Lengzi’s father was momentarily speechless, unable to say another word.

"Sigh..."

A villager sighed, "I never thought the real murderer of Er Lengzi was Da Xiong’s cousin, Wu Bucheng. Those two scoundrels from the Wu family are truly shameless..."

Yan Rufeng sheathed his longsword and faced the villagers of Qingshan Village.

"Everyone, the truth is now clear. Though Er Lengzi deserved to die, the murderer must still pay with his life. As for how to deal with Da Xiong, it’s up to you."

After Yan Rufeng left with Zhao Xue’er, who was still in shock, an angry roar came from behind.

"Expel the Wu family from Qingshan Village, restore our village’s purity..."

The members of Qingmang Martial Arts Hall who followed Yan Rufeng to the Zhao family started bustling about, preparing to move the Zhao family to settle in town immediately.

Because the Zhao family’s head, Zhao Si, had been bedridden for years and couldn’t work, their home had little of value. Some worthless items were even given away by Director Wang Xiaolong on his own.

On the way back to Qingmang Town, a preoccupied Wang Xiaolong approached Yan Rufeng, cupping his hands.

"Young Master Yan, I didn’t expect Wu Bucheng to harbor such malicious intent towards you. I sincerely apologize."

"Hah!"

Yan Rufeng laughed, "What does this have to do with you?"

"It was my failure to teach him properly. Please, Young Master Yan, punish me!" Wang Xiaolong said earnestly.

Yan Rufeng shook his head and said slowly, "Director Wang, the dishonorable actions of Wu Bucheng not only tarnished his own reputation but also brought shame to your martial arts school. If you feel guilty, just arrest Wu Bucheng and hold him accountable."

Wang Xiaolong bowed, "Rest assured, Young Master Yan, once the Zhao family is settled, I will immediately send someone to apprehend Wu Bucheng."

Yan Rufeng nodded and said no more.

A ray of moonlight cast onto the ground. It was late night, and after four hours of rushing, Yan Rufeng and his group finally arrived at Qingmang Town.

With Wang Xiaolong’s arrangements, the Zhao family of three stayed at the Qingmang Inn, while Yan Rufeng was accommodated at Qingmang Martial Arts Hall.

Yan Rufeng could only accept this arrangement reluctantly. Although the Zhao family had saved his life, he did not want to get too close to Zhao Xue’er.

For now, Yan Rufeng only wanted to buy the Zhao family a house the next morning, give them some gold and silver, and let them live peacefully in Qingmang Town.

However, inside Qingmang Inn, Zhao Si called for Zhao Xue’er.

"Father, it’s so late. Why aren’t you resting? Why did you call for me?" Zhao Xue’er asked softly.

"Silly girl, can’t a father talk to his daughter even when he has nothing else to do?" Zhao Si said with a hearty laugh.