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

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Zhou Dian laughed and said, "Kid, this bag might be called the Qiankun Yiqi Bag. Even if you have a thousand pounds of strength, you won't be able to get out."

The enormous bag covering Zhang Wuji was none other than the Qiankun Yiqi Bag of the Cloth Bag Monk, neither silk nor leather, but rather coarse cloth, yet exceptionally tough.

Zhang Wuji struggled for a while, but realizing he couldn't break free, he simply stood still and sighed:

"Seniors, why are you doing this?"

"Kid, stop talking nonsense. Once I've sucked your blood, you won't have to suffer like this anymore."

Wei Yi smiled and went to greet him, but the Cloth Bag Monk blocked his way.

"Brother Wei, please wait."

Wei Yixiao asked curiously, "I can't explain why you're doing this."

He said, "You said this kid has quite a connection with that kid from the Beggars' Clan, why don't we keep him here first and make some plans?"

Zhou Dian shouted, "If you want to fight, then fight! What's there to scheme about? When have we, the Ming Cult, ever been afraid of anyone?"

The Iron-Crowned Taoist said:

"I think what Shuobude said makes sense. Killing him now would just result in another corpse, which would not benefit our sect much."

"Once we pass through this tunnel, we will arrive at the main altar. Brother Wei, if you need to drink blood to heal your wounds, there are plenty of young servants there who are not to be trifled with. Why be so polite with Yang Xiao?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yixiao felt it made sense. He had considered this when he captured the ugly girl earlier, but he had just experienced a cold poisoning, so he was a little impatient to see a living person now.

He then said, "I will do as you brothers say."

Zhang Wuji secretly cursed himself. He had been careless and fallen into the hands of others. It was not a big deal that he would die, but what if it would implicate his brother?

We need to think of a way to escape.

By the way, the Ming Cult is currently seeking help from the Eagle Cult. If my maternal grandfather comes, I can recognize him and avoid a war.

Thinking this, Zhang Wuji felt somewhat at ease.

Then it was suspended from the ground, presumably carried on the back of that bag-carrying monk.

Seeing that they were about to take Zhang Wuji away, Zhu'er could no longer hold back. She jumped up from behind the mound and shouted:

"Hey, what kind of heroes are you, six of you bullying one?"

Wei Yixiao and the five wandering men heard a sound coming from the side and quickly looked over, only to see a young girl.

Zhou Dian said in surprise, "There are still people here."

Hearing that it was Zhu'er's voice, Zhang Wuji was secretly startled and called out, "Miss Zhu'er, is that you?"

Spider said, "Who else could it be but me?"

Zhou Dian had already approached Zhu'er, looked her up and down, and said:

"It's a woman, and an ugly one at that. When did the back mountain of Bright Peak become so lively?"

Having said that, he was about to go to the place where she had just hidden to see what was going on, thinking that maybe there was someone else hiding behind it.

Startled, Zhu'er reached out and grabbed at Zhou Dian's back.

Hearing the commotion behind him, Zhou Dian turned around and grabbed Zhu'er's wrist.

Spider scolded, "Don't you even look at yourself? You're such an ugly freak! How dare you call me an ugly woman?"

With one hand captured, she reached out with her other hand to grab Zhou Dian's face. However, although Zhu'er was fierce, her martial arts skills were weak, and she was no match for one of the Five Wanderers of the Ming Cult.

Zhou Dian tilted his head, easily dodging the attack, and then grabbed Zhu'er, locking both her hands in place. He chuckled and said, "This girl is ugly, but she has quite a temper."

He struck her pressure points with his backhand.

Upon hearing that Zhu'er had been captured, Zhang Wuji hurriedly said, "Seniors, you are all heroes, please don't hold a grudge against a little girl."

Zhou Dian pointed at the bag and said, "You brat, who do you think you are? You think we'll just ignore her just because you say we won't bother with her?"

Turning to Spider, he said:

"Little brat, you've got some nerve. Instead of hiding, you've come out to stand up for this kid. What's your relationship with him? Are you two lovers?"

"Pah, who's his lover?"

Spider spat, spraying a mouthful of saliva onto Zhou Dian's face, and continued:

"I just can't stand you ganging up on the weak, is that so wrong? Unlike some people who are afraid of death."

Zhu'er deliberately raised her voice for the last two sentences, and Lin Ye knew without a doubt that they were meant for him.

But he didn't care. He simply crossed his arms and leaned against the low hill, showing no intention of making a move. One of the two was Yin Tianzheng's granddaughter, and the other was Yin Tianzheng's grandson. With such backgrounds, they would never die at the hands of these people.

Wei Yixiao and the Five Wanderers clearly didn't understand the meaning behind Zhu'er raising her voice. Seeing the girl accuse them of ganging up on the weak, Peng Yingyu laughed:

"Little girl, which eye of yours saw us ganging up on the few? Only one person was arrested; we didn't lift a finger."

Zhou Dian was enraged after being spat on, and he yelled at Wei Yixiao:

"Old Bat, are you going to suck this girl's blood or not? If not, I'll throw her off the cliff."

Wei Yixiao was deep in thought. He naturally recognized Zhu'er, but upon reflection, the girl seemed to be related to the Purple-Robed Dragon King.

The Purple-Robed Dragon King may be ruthless, but he cannot be without righteousness.

As he was pondering, Leng Qian, who was usually silent, spoke up, saying, "You can't inhale it."

Zhou Dian shouted, "Bullshit! Why can't we inhale it? Is she using it to scheme too?"

Zhou Dian then remembered that Zhu'er's palms had turned purplish-black when she used that skill; it turned out to be that skill.

Yin Tianzheng left the Ming Cult many years ago and his relationship with the Five Wanderers was not very good. They had no contact with each other since, and they didn't care what kind of wife his son married.

Therefore, they were unaware that Yin Yewang's wife possessed the Thousand Spider Poison Hand technique.

However, there were still people who knew the news, including Leng Qian and Peng Yingyu.

Peng Yingyu continued Leng Qian's explanation:

"I heard that Yin Tianzheng's son Yin Yewang's first wife used this skill. This girl is probably related to Yin Yewang in some way."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed. The White-browed Eagle King was leading the Sky Eagle Sect members to support the Ming Cult. If this was indeed true, they had almost made a mistake.

Zhang Wuji, inside the bag, was also secretly shocked, thinking to himself: Is Miss Zhu'er actually related to my grandfather?

Zhou Dian asked, "Kid, who is Yin Tianzheng to you?"

When Zhu'er heard them mention Yin Tianzheng, she looked disdainful. Her relationship with her grandfather was neither good nor bad.

At least he never cared about her; he didn't care at all when her father and two brothers wanted to kill her.

She had long understood the crux of the matter: her stepmother had given birth to two more sons, and she had killed her stepmother; she would rise in status through her sons.

It's obvious which side her grandfather would take; he might even be ashamed to have a granddaughter like her.

Therefore, she hated everything associated with the Sky Eagle Sect. She had long lost all affection for the sect and wished for its destruction. In short, she felt she would never have anything to do with it again.

When Zhou Dian asked her about it, she replied fiercely:

"The entire Sky Eagle Sect is my enemy. So who do you think he is to me?"