The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 480 Unexpected Turn of Events
The battle between Wu Chengyu and the three ghost generals was faintly visible in the clouds. Everyone else was caught up in the battle and no one paid attention to them until the final screams of the three ghost generals came from the clouds. Only then did the others realize that the situation had begun to reverse.

The Ming Cult's Thick Earth Banner and Sharp Metal Banner, after all, had undergone rigorous military training. Using elite small armies to fight beggars could be considered a form of dimensional reduction attack.

The Beggars' Sect disciples were relatively few in number. They could hold out for a while with their martial arts skills and formations, but they could not withstand the army's charge for long.

As the disciples of the sect continued to be injured, the power of the Lotus Fall Formation decreased sharply, and it was already on the verge of collapse. It would not be long before it was completely broken by the Ming Cult.

The casualties of these Beggars' Sect disciples alone will severely damage the sect once again; as Hong Qigong put it, this is simply bad luck.

The people who came this time were all elite members of the Beggars' Sect. Judging from the current casualties, the Beggars' Sect will not be able to recover its strength for the next five or six years.

The clashes between Ming Cult masters and Beggar Clan elders and eight-bag disciples were in a stalemate, with each side having its own advantages.

The two Dharma Kings who were protecting the Dharma were completely suppressed by Aku. Her innate divine power, combined with the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, made the two suffer unspeakably, and their limbs were weak and powerless.

Despite having exhausted more than half of her inner strength, Ah Ku, who had been practicing the Bear's Lair technique, still possessed remarkable endurance. Even with her innate superhuman strength, she remained invincible.

The Beggar Clan's law enforcement elder and another Ming Cult Dharma King fought to a standstill, both suffering serious injuries, and neither could kill the other in a short time.

With the remaining experts vying for power, the Beggars' Sect, being outnumbered, was already at a disadvantage. However, if Ah Ku put in a little more effort to defeat the two Dharma Kings and then went to support the others, there was still hope of turning the tide.

In addition, during the most crucial battle, Fang Yu attacked Hong Qigong relentlessly, and his already weak body could no longer withstand the constant heavy blows, causing his power to diminish.

However, under the influence of the Ascension Pill, this guy was still fearless and reckless. Nangong Luan and Yang Xu seized the opportunity to plot against him, and Hong Qigong was also in grave danger.

In this great battle between the Ming Cult and the Beggars' Sect, the Ming Cult actually had a significant advantage. The hidden troop cave they set up on Phoenix Mountain a year ago played a crucial role in this victory. Their strategic advantage, numerical superiority, and the army trained by the Ming Cult inflicted unprecedented losses on the Beggars' Sect.

The premise is that without Wu Chengyu as a variable, the Beggars' Sect would have been powerless to reverse the situation.

In other words, if Wu Chengyu hadn't flapped his wings and caused a series of changes in the world, none of this would have happened in the original Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Every sip and bite was indeed caused by the time traveler, so Wu Chengyu truly had an obligation to correct this unknown change.

With the final screams of the three ghost generals, the cloud of mist that had enveloped them was instantly dispelled by Wu Chengyu. He fanned his nose with his hand; the mist that had surrounded them had essentially also enveloped the three ghost generals' body odor.

In an instant, the density of the stench within a radius of three zhang increased dramatically, making Wu Chengyu feel somewhat overwhelmed; his heightened sense of smell was simply too unbearable.

He looked around and, making sure Ah Ku was safe, immediately rushed toward Hong Qigong and the three masters of the Ming Cult who were locked in a deadly battle.

The situation on the field was clear: no matter how many Beggars' Sect disciples were killed or injured, as long as Hong Qigong lived, the Beggars' Sect and the Ming Cult would eventually meet again.

As long as a top master of Hong Qigong's caliber is still alive, everyone will be restless. The opportunity to ambush and assassinate Hong Qigong will only come once. Once Hong Qigong and the Beggars' Clan recover, the Ming Cult will face endless troubles.

At this moment, Nangong Luan saw the three ghost generals he had placed high hopes on dying miserably. Two of them were still clutching their vital organs when they died, while the other looked like a pile of rotten flesh. His expression changed drastically.

For this ambitious man, today's victory or defeat means whether his great cause can be realized, while the life or death of the others on Phoenix Mountain is irrelevant. Hong Qigong must die. In the current situation, Hong Qigong is about to collapse, and Wu Chengyu must not be allowed to disrupt things.

"Yang Xu, you must stop Wu Chengyu at all costs. Leader, kill Hong Qigong, and I guarantee Fang Yaning will be safe."

A sinister glint flashed in Yang Xu's triangular eyes. He knew he was no match for Wu Chengyu, and sending him to intercept Wu Chengyu now would be suicide.

With Wu Chengyu's intervention, killing Hong Qigong has become extremely difficult.

He rushed to Nangong Luan's side: "Left Envoy Nangong, Hong Qigong is already at his last gasp. I alone can't stop this kid. If you don't use your backup plan now, it will be too late."

Nangong Luan said impatiently, "We have exhausted all means. Now, only by risking our lives can we have a chance to achieve great things."

Before he could finish speaking, the poisoned dagger pierced Nangong Luan's ribs. Nangong Luan's previously crazed face turned into disbelief, and he was speechless for a moment.

Yang Xu exerted force with his left hand again, pushing the dagger deeper, and then twisted his wrist forcefully, giving it a sharp twist.

"Since you have no backup plan, then I won't be polite. If those three ghost generals hadn't persuaded you to join forces and trap the leader when you launched the rebellion, why would I have pretended to surrender?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to Fang Yu, who was still attacking Hong Qigong: "Master, the person responsible for taking my junior sister hostage is my subordinate. She is safe now."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu immediately withdrew and retreated, his eyes fixed on Yang Xu. Hong Qigong also took the opportunity to catch his breath and did not pursue.

Seeing Yang Xu's ambush of Nangong Luan, Wu Chengyu did not immediately attack; the dog-eat-dog drama never gets old.

At the same time, Yang Xu shouted: "Ming Cult disciples, listen to my command! Today's battle is meaningless. I have already subdued Nangong Luan. The Cult Leader is still alive. Do not stop now!"

Seeing the tragic state of Nangong Luan and with Fang Yu's lingering power, the Ming Cult members hesitated for a moment, and their attacks immediately slowed down.

The Beggars' Sect disciples had suffered heavy casualties and no longer had the strength to attack. They took the opportunity to retreat and regroup, bringing the great battle at Phoenix Mountain to an abrupt end, but the atmosphere became extremely tense. Nangong Luan suffered severe internal injuries, his organs were shattered by Yang Xu's dagger, and the poison on the dagger instantly spread throughout his body, turning his skin bluish-black, and purple blood kept flowing from his mouth.

Fortunately, his internal energy cultivation was extraordinary, and his skill was pure and profound, which allowed him to retain his last breath and prevented him from dying on the spot.

Yang Xu said loudly to Fang Yu, "Master, when Nangong Luan rebelled that day, I was forced to temporarily submit."

Nangong Luan's rash attack on the Beggars' Sect is solely driven by personal ambition, something I have always disapproved of. Now is the time to set things right.

Fang Yu looked at Yang Xu with a somewhat blank expression: "Ya Ning is really in your hands."

"That's right. The person in charge of guarding my junior sister is also pretending to side with Nangong Luan. In reality, they have always been my people. They are currently in a secluded location with my junior sister. I can guarantee her safety."

Master, your disciple has always been loyal to you, as clear as the sun and moon.

As for Nangong Luan, in the last moments of his life, when ambition no longer controlled his mind, he finally became more lucid. He was in his final moments of lucidity, and his speech became increasingly clear.

"Yang Xu, it's you, it's always been you. Don't forget, it was you who encouraged me to start this great cause, it was you who made me use the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth to bribe the three Ghost Generals, and it was you who devised the plan to kidnap Fang Yaning and force the sect leader to die."

Yang Xu slowly withdrew the dagger that had been inserted into Nangong Luan's ribs: "In previous years, the sect leader was obsessed with martial arts, and then he fell seriously ill and had no heart to handle sect affairs."

You, Nangong Luan, have seized power by taking advantage of your seniority and experience within the sect. The sect leader doesn't have many years left. If he dies, even if I were his direct disciple, I probably couldn't compete with you for the position of sect leader.

You were originally content to wait for the day the leader would leave, but unexpected changes in the Beggars' Sect gave you the opportunity to realize your ambitions.

During his visit to Hubei, the leader discovered that Wu Chengyu's martial arts could heal his injuries. You're worried that if he suddenly recovers, he might not be able to ascend to the throne after remaining the leader for several more decades.

He immediately urged me to join forces with you to launch a rebellion, using three ghost generals to surround the cult leader who was suffering from a relapse of his illness, and also to take his junior sister hostage, forcing him to submit.

Then you forced the cult leader to take the Rejuvenation Pill, using his last bit of value to eliminate Hong Qigong, and then swallowed up the Beggars' Sect. Your plan was indeed brilliant.

"But if you manage to do all of this, then I, Yang Xu, will never have a chance to rise again. Left Envoy Nangong, give me one reason why I don't want you to die."

Nangong Luan gave a bitter laugh. If he was an ambitious man, then Yang Xu was a schemer. He usually followed Nangong Luan's lead, but when it mattered, he would show no mercy.

This guy was bald and had a big beard. His rough appearance was all a facade. Yang Xu's heart was even more sinister than he had imagined.

"What good will it do you if you kill me? The Beggars' Sect and my Ming Cult are still locked in a fierce battle, and the Beggars' Sect has suffered heavy losses. Do you think they'll let you go?"

Yang Xu ignored Nangong Luan and turned to face Hong Qigong, bowing deeply with his hands clasped in a deep salute.

"Chief Hong, all the conflicts between the Ming Cult and the Beggars' Sect arose because of this man. Now that he is about to be executed, why don't we call it quits?"

Hong Qigong looked at Yang Xu with murderous intent in his eyes: "So many of my Beggars' Sect disciples have died or been injured. It's too late to stop now."

Moreover, you, you first betrayed your mentor, and then in the blink of an eye, you stabbed Nangong Luan in the back. You are vicious and fickle. If someone like you were to remain in this world, this old beggar would feel uneasy.”

Yang Xu remained calm and pointed to Fang Yu, who had been standing silently to the side with his head down: "Although my master is injured, he has taken the Ascension Pill and is still at the top level. He may not be able to do anything to you and this brother surnamed Wu, but he can easily capture the other members of the Beggar Clan."

He only has two days left to live. If Chief Hong doesn't stop, I'll have him recklessly and frantically attack and kill your Beggar Clan disciples. I wonder how many Chief Hong can protect.

Moreover, your Beggars' Sect's formation has been broken, and all those disciples are seriously injured. Although my Ming Cult's Thick Earth Banner and Sharp Metal Banner have suffered many losses, their fighting strength is still intact. If the sect leader refuses to give up, we are definitely no match for Sect Leader Hong.

But the time it would take Chief Hong to deal with us would be enough for the Five Elements Banner to slaughter all these Beggar Clan disciples. Chief Hong certainly wouldn't sit idly by and watch his disciples lose their lives in vain.

Moreover, Nangong Luan has his subordinates, and I, as the Right Envoy of Light, naturally also have a few helpers I can mobilize.

Before today's great battle, I have already sent them in two groups to find your Beggars' Sect's other branches in Hubei. The elites of these branches are all here now, while most of the members are old and weak.

I have already given the order that if I cannot leave Phoenix Mountain alive, they should use all their strength to kill every Beggars' Sect disciple they see. I wonder if Chief Hong can bear to sacrifice so many of his members' lives.

Hong Qigong frowned. A gentleman can be deceived by his principles, but this Yang Xu is even more shameless than Nangong Luan. He directly targets Hong Qigong's benevolence and righteousness, using the Beggar Clan disciples as a threat. Yang Xu's words may just be empty threats, but Hong Qigong dares not gamble.

Having said that, Yang Xu knew that threats alone might not be enough to sway Hong Qigong, so he offered him a way out.

"Of course, I know that Nangong Luan did cause the Beggars' Sect to suffer a great loss, but I, Yang Xu, am not Nangong Luan. I am not interested in the great cause of the dynasty. I only want to be the leader of the Ming Cult."

I swear to Heaven that from this day forward, my Ming Cult will retreat to Bright Peak, and for the rest of my life, I, Yang Xu, will ensure that the Ming Cult never sets foot in the Central Plains again.

"With the Ming Cult gone from rebellion, the people of Song are spared the ravages of war; this is all thanks to Chief Hong."

(End of this chapter)