Wuxia Fantasy: Starting with the Revitalization of the Beggars' Sect

"Xie Xun seized the Dragon-Slaying Saber from the Eagle Sect at Wangpan Mountain. Who is Yin Tianzheng of the Eagle Sect?"

"As one of the four great protectors of the Demonic Cult, Xie Xun took the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Why wouldn't he go to Bright Peak of the Ming Cult to demand an explanation? Since the Eagle Cult didn't go to the Demonic Cult's headquarters to cause trouble, it's likely that Xie Xun wasn't at Bright Peak of the Ming Cult."

"Besides, that Demonic Sect is an evil cult, gathering people with wicked intentions. If Xie Xun were at Bright Peak, how could he possibly hold onto the Dragon-Slaying Saber safely?"

Upon hearing this, the brothers all agreed that it made sense, and their doubts grew even stronger.

"So where exactly could Xie Xun be hiding?"

Everyone remained silent, pondering the possible location of Xie Xun. Lin Ye knew it wasn't the right time to explain, so he kept quiet.

Xu Shou suddenly said, "Forget about that. Now that Brother Lin has returned after so long, let's get really drunk tonight."

"Brother Lin, back then I never let you drink too much at banquets because you were young. Now that you've grown tall and strong, I'll have to test your drinking capacity."

He took out two taels of silver, thought for a moment that it might not be enough, and asked each of his brothers to contribute a little. Together with his own two taels of silver, he gave it to Liu Shun and asked him to take his brothers to town to buy several dozen catties of wine and ten roast chickens.

Just as Liu Shungang took the money, Lin Ye said, "Wait a minute," then took it from his hand and put it back into Xu Shou's hand.

Xu Shou and the others were confused, thinking that Lin Ye didn't want to drink with them.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you...?"

Lin Ye laughed and said, "Brother Xu, when I came back the other day, I encountered a group of robbers on the way. I took them down and got some money from them."

As Lin Ye spoke, he took out the gold and silver bars he had obtained from Zhu Changling. He had spent half of the gold bars and given half of the other half to Zhang Wuji. Now he had three gold bars and about ten silver bars left.

He took two spares and handed the rest to Xu Shou.

The brothers were stunned when they heard Lin Ye produce so much money.

Taking down a gang of robbers sounds easy, but robbers with that much money are probably no pushovers. This shows what a fierce battle the Lin brothers went through.

Xu Shou exclaimed loudly, "Excellent! As expected of Brother Lin! You haven't forgotten the Beggars' Sect's rules and doctrines! Those thieves, well done!"

After he finished speaking, the Beggars' Clan members cheered.

"Brother Lin, I originally wanted to promote you to the third-class disciple, but because you were young and inexperienced, I had to put that idea aside."

"Now that you have just returned, you have already made such a great contribution. In addition, you have spent four or five years traveling for our gang. I must guarantee that you will be our gang's fourth-generation disciple."

There are several paths to advancement in the Beggars' Sect.

The first step is to gather intelligence.

For example, the more information you collect about the underworld, government actions, and intelligence on hostile forces, the greater your contribution to the gang.

Second, complete tasks.

Sect missions, such as escorting supplies, delivering secret messages, eliminating traitors, and supporting branch sects, as well as acts of chivalry, such as punishing evil and providing disaster relief, and high-risk missions directly assigned by the sect leader or elders, yield more contribution points.

Thirdly, martial arts and skills.

They teach martial arts to younger disciples and are proficient in auxiliary skills such as medicine, poisons, and mechanisms, which are then used for gang affairs.

Fourth, resource contribution.

Collect or donate food, clothing, and other valuables.

Fifth, loyalty and prestige.

They step forward during gang crises, such as defending against external enemies or mediating internal conflicts.

He has long been dedicated to his post in the branch, accumulating experience by handling daily affairs, winning the support of other disciples, and being recognized as a "model of chivalry".

The degree of contribution varies depending on the level of difficulty.

Ordinary disciples are always mediocre and make little contribution. Even if they work their whole lives, the highest they can achieve is only four or five bags of disciples.

Of course, if you have martial arts talent, that's another story, since in the end, the martial arts world is all about who has the strongest fist.

Xu Shou has some martial arts skills and enough experience. Four years ago, he became a fifth-bag disciple of the gang. Over the years, he has made contributions and has gradually accumulated merits for promotion to sixth-bag.

According to the rules of their Beggars' Sect, the money seized, after distributing some to disaster relief, the person who seized it could keep some for themselves, and the rest was handed over to the sect for distribution by the leader of the Beggars' Sect. The more money handed over, the greater the contribution.

Xu Shou took out two silver bars and returned them to Lin Ye, saying, "Brother Lin, keep some for yourself."

Lin Ye said, "It's already been left."

"Take it anyway."

Lin Ye said no more and took the silver back.

Xu Shou shouted, "Brother Lin has done such a righteous deed, we should drink to our hearts' content tonight! Liu Shun, go to town and get eighty catties of good wine!"

Xu Shou tossed a silver bar to Liu Shun.

Liu Shun shouted back, "Alright!"

He and his brothers went off happily, and after half an hour, they returned with eight jars of fine wine, twenty roast chickens, and snacks such as peanuts.

They drank until midnight that night. The Beggars' Clan members were already staggering from drinking too much. A few who could hold their liquor managed to stay upright, but they were already rambling incoherently.

Xu Shou drank five jin of liquor, his face was slightly flushed, but he was not drunk. On the other side, Lin Ye had already drunk ten jin of liquor, but his expression remained unchanged.

They were basically toasted by others.

There was no way around it; the alcohol content here was lower than that of modern wines, and Lin Ye, with his powerful internal energy from the Nine Yang Divine Skill, could drink as much as he wanted without getting drunk.

A few who didn't believe in such superstitions insisted on drinking with Lin Ye, and ended up being one against five, with all five lying on the ground.

So Xu Shou stopped believing in superstitions.

"Good lad, come again!"

Xu Shou poured a bowl for Lin Ye and himself, drank it all in one gulp, and the next second he let out a burp. Lin Ye, on the other hand, drank it as if it were water.

Xu Shou laughed, "Not bad, not bad, indeed, heroes emerge from among the young!"

He poured himself another bowl, but didn't pour one for Lin Ye. After finishing the bowl, he walked outside and looked back at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye understood what he meant and followed him outside the temple.

The moon was nearing its full phase, and its light was as clear as water.

Lin Ye and Xu Shou stood at their respective positions.

Xu Shou said, "Put out your fist."

Lin Ye remained silent, slowly walked to Xu Shoumian, and gently punched him in the chest. The punch was so light that it felt as if it were landing on Xu Shoumian's chest.

But in Xu Shou's eyes, this punch seemed unavoidable. It was as if even if he dodged to the left, the punch would change its trajectory midway and come right towards his chest; if he dodged to the right, the punch would also go to the right.

In his surprise, he forgot to dodge, or rather, it didn't matter where he hid, so it didn't matter anymore.

Xu Shou knew he could no longer bully this kid like he used to.

Let alone letting this kid withstand ten of my moves, could I even withstand two of his moves?

Confidence—he saw a confidence on Lin Ye's face that was different from anything he had seen before.

Xu Shou shook his head and laughed, "You rascal, I even thought of so many ways to deal with your boxing style. Sigh, let's drink!"

Xu Shou shook his head and returned to the temple.