All the gods began by cultivating the Iron Shirt technique.

As a martial arts sect, the Beggars' Sect also judges people by their strength. However, unless one is significantly superior to the other disciples, one still needs to contribute to secure a position.

The Beggars' Sect requires its hall masters to have at least top-tier third-rate cultivation. Although Yang Pan has only opened four meridians, he is confident that he can fight those hall masters with the strength he has gained from physical training.

However, even if Yang Pan can fight against the hall masters without being defeated, it only shows that his strength is about the same as that of the hall masters, and not by much.

The position of hall master is already a one-size-fits-all situation, and it is almost impossible for him to squeeze out a hall master and take the position based on his current strength, unless he makes a lot of contributions.

Therefore, when Huang Rong asked if he had ever thought about becoming the head of the hall, Yang Pan naturally did, but definitely not now.

Moreover, it wasn't that he coveted the power that came with the position of Beggars' Sect leader; the main reason was that only after becoming a leader could a Beggars' Sect disciple access the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

As the most powerful and yang palm technique in the world, Yang Pan had long coveted the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

His martial arts style was already established from the beginning of his training, following a bold, powerful, and righteous path. If he could master the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, when he achieved the ultimate mastery of his martial arts, a single palm strike he casually unleashed would be unmatched even by Qiao Feng himself.

Sitting in the main seat, Huang Rong saw that Yang Pan did not show any emotional fluctuation because of her words, and she nodded inwardly. As Yu Dongshan had said, he was indeed calm and composed.

But having already decided to nurture him, Huang Rong didn't want to go through too much trouble with Yang. Her pale yellow dress fluttered as Huang Rong moved slowly through the hall with graceful steps.

"Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the Beggars' Clan is the largest gang in the martial arts world, but they don't know that among a hundred people, there are all sorts of people. Most of the disciples of our Beggars' Clan are poor people from the bottom of society. Perhaps these people joined the Beggars' Clan at first only to make a living."

But once people have enough to eat, they will always want more. Some people have a proper way to make money for their own selfish reasons, while others will stop at nothing to achieve it!

Brother Yang, do you think there are any people in our Beggars' Sect who, once they have enough to eat, become insatiable and unscrupulous in their demands?

Huang Rong's tone remained extremely calm throughout. Although she was talking about the Beggars' Sect, there was little emotional fluctuation in her tone, and she seemed like an outsider the whole time.

Yang Pan lowered his eyelids and did not respond. Does the Beggars' Sect have such people? Of course they do, and there are definitely quite a few among them.

As the old saying goes, "A large forest has all kinds of birds." While some people are willing to share the country's burdens and travel far and wide, others will use various pretexts to oppress the good and kind.

Yang Pan did not respond, but Huang Rong seemed to already know his answer and continued:

"A month ago, my disciples learned that some of my Beggars' Sect disciples were bullying the people in Jiuyuan County, Jinzhou, and the leader was a hall master."

I initially intended to go myself, but various matters kept me occupied, so I had to postpone the matter. Now, although more than a month has passed, I suspect this person hasn't stopped. Brother Yang, I wonder if you intend to eliminate this gang of scoundrels?

As Huang Rong finished speaking, her beautiful eyes turned to Yang Pan.

By this time, Yang Pan was fully aware that Huang Rong had planned all along to have him eliminate the other party, thus giving herself a chance to rise in status.

However, the other party was at least a hall master, and in terms of strength, he was at least a top-tier third-rate martial artist. Yang Pan knew his own situation and knew that he could fight the other party to a standstill with all his skills.

But what about Huang Rong? How could she be so sure that she could defeat her opponent?

However, without Yang Pan even needing to ask, Huang Rong continued, "There is another five-bag disciple in the county. He is the one who reported this matter. This disciple's strength is not much different from yours. I reckon the two of you working together should be able to deal with that scoundrel."

"I see," Yang Pan realized.

Unless there's a significant difference in strength between martial artists, such as between a third-rate and a first-rate fighter, those at the same level won't have a large difference in strength when fighting, let alone when it's two against one.

Yang Pan stood up, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "The sect leader has given the order, and this disciple will naturally obey. It just so happens that this disciple will also be setting off in three days, and will be heading to Jiuyuan County at that time."

Seeing Yang Pan's sincere attitude, Huang Rong nodded slightly, then strolled back to her seat and gently picked up a porcelain bottle from the table beside her. With a flick of her wrist, the two porcelain bottles flew towards Yang Pan.

Yang Pan reached out and took the bottle, which was about half the size of his palm, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"This is a pill made by simmering the gall of the Bosqu snake with various medicinal herbs. It's just a pity that the time was too short, and my medical skills are far inferior to my father's, so the effect is not as powerful as expected. But I think it will still have some effect on you."

Dan pill? !

Yang Pan's eyes lit up with surprise. He hadn't expected that Huang Rong would actually use snake gall to refine a pill. Since the snake gall had only had a slight effect half a month ago, Yang Pan's speed in refining internal energy had slowed down. If this pill was truly effective, he could continue to make rapid progress.

Without opening and checking it in person, Yang Pan suppressed his excitement, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Huang Rong, and then took his leave.

Watching Yang Pan disappear into the hall, Huang Rong uttered words that sounded like a murmur:

"Seventh Master, Seventh Master, what will become of the Beggars' Sect in the future..." The sigh faded away like a gentle breeze in the empty hall.

......

After leaving the Guo residence, Yang Pan headed towards the courtyard he rented.

On the way, Yang Pan opened the porcelain bottle to check. There were five pills in the bottle, each about the size of a thumb.

The overall size is not much different from that of a single Bosqu snake gall, but it should be noted that it also incorporates many other medicinal materials. According to Huang Rong, its medicinal effects are much stronger than those of a single snake gall.

Yang Pan hurried back to the small courtyard in the north of the city and plunged into the house.

Yang Pan poured out one pill from the bottle and swallowed it without hesitation. Immediately, he began to circulate his Qi in the Small Heavenly Circuit.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, Yang Pan felt a burst of scorching heat explode. This feeling was far more intense than when he swallowed the gallbladder of the Bodhi snake, like the steam bursting forth from boiling water.

A stream of heat emanated from the stomach, flowing into the internal organs, limbs, and bones.

As the heat flowed in and merged with his body, Yang Pan felt his blood being reactivated. It was as if a machine with an engine was running at high speed through his veins, each cycle bringing in some extra energy that seeped into his internal organs.

At the same time, the mental cultivation method is activated, and the internal energy flows in a certain cycle in the four extensive meridians that have been connected and thoroughly stabilized. Each cycle can transform the energy integrated into the body into new internal energy, which is then integrated into the old internal energy.

Splash!

Internal energy and blood surged and circulated within his body. From the outside, Yang Pan's skin was a deep red color, and wisps of white mist emanated from every pore on his body.

As he made hand seals and concentrated on his cultivation, his solemn demeanor made him seem unlike an ordinary person.

Time passed, and the blazing sun slowly moved from the east to the west. Two hours later, Yang Pan finished his cultivation and slowly opened his slightly closed eyes.

call!

A long, stale breath was expelled from his chest, lasting for three full breaths before completely dissipating.

Feeling his internal energy increase by more than ten percent, Yang Pan couldn't help but grin.

"I didn't expect these pills to be so powerful. Just one pill can increase my internal strength so much. If I were to consume all five, it should be more than enough to open up another meridian."

He had some doubts about eliminating that scoundrel of a hall master, but now that he had these five pills, he could set off in two days and travel from Xiangyang to Jinzhou without much haste. He could arrive in ten to fifteen days, which would indeed be enough for him to convert all five pills into internal energy.

I had originally planned to send some pills to Senior Brother Huang and Senior Brother Shi, but it seems that's not going to happen now.

The pill's potency was so great for him, which showed how many precious medicinal herbs were used in it. Although Huang Rong didn't say, the herbs and the brewing process were probably not easy, so Yang Pan couldn't very well ask for more.

With a plan in mind, Yang Pan spent the next two days either cultivating or preparing horses and provisions for the journey.

......

Two days later, at Xicheng Gate in Xiangyang.

Yang Pan led a brown horse, with a bag hanging on each side containing some dry food and water. He was about to leave Xiangyang, but Yang Pan wasn't alone; at least Yu Dongshan had come to see him off.

"Brother Yang, since it's a mission given to you by Chief Huang, I won't ask too many questions. But be careful on the road. Leaving Xiangyang City means you've entered the martial world, so you need to be wary of both open and hidden attacks."

Yu Dongshan spoke with emotion, reminding Yang Pan.

Yang Pan smiled. He had swallowed two more pills in the past two days, and his internal energy had increased considerably. Although it wasn't enough to open the fifth meridian yet, he figured it wouldn't be long.

With his current strength comparable to top-tier third-rate fighters and approaching second-rate, he should have no problem navigating the martial world. As for Yu Dongshan's warning to be wary of open and covert attacks, Yang Pan naturally wouldn't forget it.

Even if he wasn't afraid of poisoning, if he encountered any unethical martial artists on the way who wanted to attack him head-on, he would definitely run away as fast as he could.

It's foolish to confront someone head-on without the necessary strength!

After bidding farewell to Yu Dongshan, Yang Pan leaped onto his horse. The horse neighed, its hooves clattering, kicking up a cloud of dust, and carried Yang Pan away from the city gate.