Chapter 7

"Uncle, you are truly a divine person, truly amazing," Xue Muhua said with shining eyes as he saw Dongfang Yu after sending off the people from Juxian Manor. Such skills could be compared to those of a terrestrial immortal.

"Hehehe, your uncle is the best fortune-teller in the world. The You brothers invited you to jointly issue the Heroic Invitation, merely because they value your network of connections. It’s not a problem to accept it," Dongfang Yu smiled and said.

"En, I have already agreed. I will soon go to Juxian Manor to discuss how to deal with that scoundrel, Jiao Feng," Xue Muhua said, also filled with righteous indignation. The hatred of the Song people for the Khitan people was a national enmity, and any man with a sense of justice believed that killing the Khitan scoundrels was a righteous duty.

Seeing Xue Muhua’s appearance, Dongfang Yu did not correct him. Although in the entire "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," Jiao Feng could be said to be the most admirable and respected man, he could not stop others from hating him just because he admired him.

"This time, at the Heroic Assembly, I need you to do something. This matter might require you to sacrifice your personal reputation. If you do it well, I will allow you to return to the Xianxia Sect," Dongfang Yu said, getting to the point.

"Whatever Uncle commands, I will do it even if it means spilling my blood and brains!" Xue Muhua’s eyes lit up, and he loudly declared.

"The matter is simple. At the Heroic Assembly, Jiao Feng will appear. Try your best to get him to help you save a girl. You can agree, but you must use a scripture on the girl’s body as the reward," Dongfang Yu said.

The purpose of the Heroic Assembly was to deal with Jiao Feng. Since the assembly was jointly initiated by the You brothers and Xue Muhua, if he agreed to help Jiao Feng save someone at the assembly, wouldn’t it be like slapping his own face? How could he have any face left in the world? But compared to returning to the sect, this was nothing.

"I will definitely do it," Xue Muhua nodded heavily after a brief pause, then hesitated and asked curiously, "Uncle, the Heroic Assembly is to deal with that scoundrel, Jiao Feng. Do you think he will dare to come?"

"He will definitely come, because he is Jiao Feng," Dongfang Yu said confidently.

Xue Muhua nodded and then asked curiously, "Uncle, what scripture does the girl have that makes you so concerned?"

"The Yi Jin Jing," Dongfang Yu smiled and answered.

"Hisss..." Xue Muhua drew in a cold breath. Who hasn’t heard of the Yi Jin Jing? It is undoubtedly one of the most supreme martial arts in the world, capable of transforming the mundane into the miraculous. A little-known girl having the Yi Jin Jing? If anyone else said it, Xue Muhua would not believe it, but since Dongfang Yu said it, he had to believe it.

Following Xue Muhua to Juxian Manor, it was indeed a grand place. On that day, the You brothers, along with their families, hosted a banquet for Xue Muhua and Dongfang Yu to show respect. When it came to Dongfang Yu’s identity, being Xue Muhua’s senior, it surprised the You brothers even more. In the martial world, people only knew the name of the divine doctor Xue, but no one knew his sect.

At the dinner table, the You brothers treated Xue Muhua as an equal, so they gave Dongfang Yu the respect of a junior. They also said to a young man of about seventeen or eighteen, "Tan Zhi, why don’t you quickly pay respects to the senior?"

"Father, Uncle, this brother is only a few years older than me," the young man, who looked honest and straightforward, said unwillingly as he got up.

"Never mind, let’s each do our own thing. You calling me old would make me feel old," Dongfang Yu said after carefully observing You Tan Zhi, but thinking of his life, he couldn’t help but sigh.

"Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" can be said to be a great tragedy. Jiao Feng, being a Khitan, lost his reputation and name, and in his search for the great villain, he found it was his own father, costing him the life of his beloved. In the end, he met a tragic end between the Liao and Song.

Xu Zhu, though incredibly lucky and obtained supreme martial arts, had no interest in it. He finally learned the identity of his parents, but they died on the same day. Duan Yu didn’t fare much better; the women he met were all his sisters, and he was troubled by love.

If the three main characters were like this, others were even worse. You Tan Zhi, A Zi, Murong Fu, Wu Yai, Li Qiushui, Wu Xingyun, Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang, Bai Shiming...

"Why are you sighing, Mr. Dongfang?" Although it was a low sigh, the few martial arts experts present heard it clearly. The You brothers thought they had not treated him well enough.

"I see this boy will have a life full of hardships and will likely not have a good end," Dongfang Yu said frankly, hoping to try his best to change You Tan Zhi’s fate, whether it succeeds or not, it’s up to fate.

The You brothers looked at each other. If it were a normal person saying this, they would have been driven out long ago. But since Dongfang Yu said it, they were unhappy but didn’t know how to respond.

"Brothers, my uncle is skilled in astrology and can predict the future," Xue Muhua said, not knowing why his uncle said such things, but he must have a deeper meaning, so he tried to smooth things over.

"Can predict the future?" It must be said, no matter whether people believe it or not, they are always very interested in hearing it.

"Mr., is my son’s life really full of hardships and will he not have a good end?" You Tan Zhi’s father was naturally the most anxious.

"Father, don’t believe him. I have been fine all these years. How could there be any hardships?" You Tan Zhi didn’t believe it, being straightforward and honest.

"Logically, your Juxian Manor is large and prosperous, and you can take care of him for life. But I see that both of you have a short life span. Your young master has been in Juxian Manor for years without experiencing any storms. Once the two of you are gone, what will happen to him? Have you thought about it?" Dongfang Yu asked.

The You brothers looked at each other. A short life span? Although martial artists are always at risk of death, these words still sounded eerie.

"Mr., is there any way to save him?" The family members were already pale with fear before the You brothers could speak.

"Difficult, difficult, difficult..." Dongfang Yu shook his head and sighed, only saying three difficult words and then fell silent.

The family banquet ended in an unhappy manner. That night, Dongfang Yu and Xue Muhua sat together drinking tea. Xue Muhua asked curiously, "Uncle, are the You brothers really in grave danger? Is there no way to save them?"

"Jiao Feng came to save someone, but if he wants to leave, will the people at the Heroic Assembly let him? Once a fight breaks out, as the initiators of the Heroic Assembly, can the You brothers stand by and do nothing?" Dongfang Yu sighed deeply.

"How many people in the world can survive under Jiao Feng’s hands? Jiao Feng’s martial arts are not inferior to your great-grandmaster at his peak."

"Jiao Feng, that Khitan scoundrel, is actually so strong?" Xue Muhua was surprised. Although the names of Northern Jiao Feng and Southern Murong were well-known in the martial world, in Xue Muhua’s view, his great-grandmaster was a divine person, and Jiao Feng was just a junior.

"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can only be truly powerful in Jiao Feng’s hands," Dongfang Yu sighed deeply.

Whether it was Hong Qigong or Guo Jing, although they were highly compatible with this palm technique, they were still far from Jiao Feng. His bare hands could almost be said to be invincible in the world, becoming stronger when faced with stronger opponents.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, how powerful are they? I am also looking forward to it. The Heroic Assembly? I must see Jiao Feng’s prowess. Speaking of which, I have never seen a top expert in action in this world for so long.

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