A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

"Sister Yaoyue, don't wait any longer. Whether we live or die depends entirely on ourselves."

Yao Yue turned to look at her, her initially confused gaze gradually hardening, and nodded firmly: "Yes!"

"We need to make a good plan next."

Since she started living with Zhang Huai, she hadn't seriously considered her options for a long time, and now she finally perked up again.

"Sister Wushuang, what do you plan to do?" Yaoyue asked softly.

"We must unite all forces that can be united," Lu Wushuang said solemnly.

"Unite all forces that can be united..." Yao Yue murmured, repeating the words over and over, a sense of awe rising within her.

“That’s right.” Lu Wushuang didn’t notice Yao Yue’s expression and continued, “I believe there must be many people in the city suffering persecution from the Mongols. We’re not the only ones trying to escape.”

"Sister Wushuang is right." Yaoyue came back to her senses and quickly replied, "Putting aside everything else, there must be many people who received our relief before but failed to leave the city and were not captured by the Mongol soldiers. If they stay in the city, they will die sooner or later."

They've taken money from the Mongols, and the Mongols are ruthless; they won't let them off easily. If we can unite these people, they can definitely relieve a lot of the pressure from the Mongol soldiers. They can also fight for their own survival.

"It's not just them." Lu Wushuang shook his head and continued his analysis, "Although there are many of these people, most of them are disaster victims and refugees who only know how to farm and work on a daily basis and have almost no fighting ability. There is another group of people who may be fewer in number, but their overall combat strength is much stronger."

"What is it, sister?" Yaoyue asked, a look of confusion on her face.

Lu Wushuang looked at her and smiled slightly: "You know these people better than I do. You'll have to be the one to make the contact when the time comes."

Upon hearing this, Yaoyue instantly understood.

"Sister, are you talking about the Beggars' Sect?"

"Exactly." Lu Wushuang nodded. "The Beggars' Clan has members all over the world and wields immense power in the martial arts world. I believe there must be quite a few Beggars' Clan disciples hidden in this city."

"Sister is right," Yaoyue said with delight. "I did get to know quite a few Beggar Clan members in the city when I was active in this area. Moreover, Xi'an is a large city with nearly a thousand Beggar Clan members, of whom several hundred are capable of organizing a fighting force."

Moreover, the Beggars' Sect has always taken it upon itself to uphold justice and relieve suffering, so they would certainly be willing to lend a helping hand to these refugees.

Lu Wushuang nodded slowly. At this moment, she had already regained the wit and composure she had honed under Li Mochou. She analyzed the situation in a calm and unhurried tone:

"The Beggars' Sect has always valued loyalty and righteousness, but now that the Mongols are heavily guarding the city, they must be lying in wait and watching, not daring to easily reveal their whereabouts."

We can't just go directly to them for help; we must first show sincerity and determination, letting them know that we're not acting on impulse, nor are we just trying to save our own lives, but genuinely want to lead the people to a path of survival.

Yao Yue wholeheartedly agreed. As a member of the Beggars' Sect, she naturally knew that the Beggars' Sect never acted rashly and that every action was carefully considered.

This is also the key to the Beggars' Sect's ability to continue for so long.

She calmed down, thought for a moment, and said, "Sister Wushuang is right. Although the Beggars' Sect pities the weak, it will not act rashly."

We first secretly contacted the people who had previously received relief. Although these people lacked combat skills, they could help spread information, gather intelligence, and provide cover for the Beggars' Sect disciples. This was our most sincere offer.

"That's exactly right." Lu Wu's eyes showed approval. "In addition, we also need to find out the Mongol soldiers' rotation times and patrol routes, especially the defense situation around the city gates. This is the key to our success in breaking through."

"However, there's one thing we must address first," Lu Wushuang suddenly said. "With so many people around, how can we prevent them from betraying us for the sake of survival?"

"This isn't difficult, Sister Wushuang." Yaoyue gently grasped Lu Wushuang's hand and patted it to reassure her. "We just need to select a few absolutely trustworthy people, tell them only part of the plan, and then let them contact the others separately. At the same time, we need to make it clear to everyone that anyone who has taken money from the Mongols will be silenced afterward, given the Mongols' ruthlessness, even if they use us to curry favor."

At the same time, we made it clear to everyone that anyone who had taken money from the Mongols would be silenced afterward, given the Mongols' brutality, even if they used us to curry favor.

Those people wouldn't have dared to take the money if they weren't forced by poverty. Although I pity them, to put it bluntly, most of them are cowardly yet yearn to live. After our coercion and enticement, they will surely join us and won't leak our secrets.

After establishing contact with the Beggars' Sect, we'll have their disciples secretly keep watch. This way, we can ensure absolute safety.

"Great idea, little sister. Let's do it your way." Lu Wushuang nodded happily.

"As for other matters, they can all be arranged."

Yao Yue lowered her head in thought, the dim light from the cellar illuminating her face and making her features appear even clearer and more resolute.

"I can pretend to be a beggar and wander through the streets and alleys, contact the Beggar Clan disciples I know, meet with their minor leaders in private, explain the plight of the people in the city and our plan, and then ask them to report to the leader of the Beggar Clan branch."

Upon hearing this, Lu Wushuang quickly added cautiously, "Be extremely careful when you meet them. The Mongols have been conducting extremely rigorous searches lately, and they will kill anyone they find who is a member of the martial arts world. You must disguise yourself well and do not carry any tokens. Only use the Beggars' Sect's secret code to communicate, so as not to be targeted by spies."

Yao Yue solemnly agreed, but then suddenly remembered something: "How should we settle and manage the people we've contacted? They're scattered in different places, and if they gather together rashly, it will definitely attract the attention of the Mongol soldiers."

"I've already thought this through." Lu Wushuang walked to the crack in the cellar, glanced at the completely dark night outside, and lowered his voice, "Abandoned houses, dilapidated temples, and dry wells in the city are all excellent hiding places. We'll divide our people into groups of three, each group will choose a leader, and they'll only contact us through a single channel. They'll hide themselves during the day, only exchanging messages at the agreed time, and never gathering in private. This way, we can avoid the eyes and ears of the Mongol soldiers."

As they talked back and forth, their thoughts became clearer and clearer. Their previously empty hearts were now filled with meticulous planning, and the hesitation and helplessness of waiting for Zhang Huaishi were gone.

Yao Yue had always believed that only a hero could resolve her and Lu Wushuang's current predicament. But now, her thoughts had completely changed.

Even if they rely solely on themselves, they will surely be able to forge a path to survival.

With all the plans finalized, the two women were about to begin their work immediately.