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

Chapter 481 Send you on your way
Among all the righteous characters in Jin Yong's martial arts novels, very few can truly be described as chivalrous, benevolent, and without any selfish motives.

But Hong Qigong was definitely one of them. He would make mistakes because of his gluttony, he was a street urchin who wandered around, and the Beggars' Clan he managed had many problems, but no one would deny that Hong Qigong was a good person.

Good people always have many concerns, many unavoidable circumstances, and many weaknesses; this is the inevitable price of being a good person.

The reason why good people in novels and TV dramas become stronger after turning evil is because some of their weaknesses disappear after turning evil.

Hong Qigong, this good man, is now definitely harboring murderous intent. Such a two-faced, fickle, and ambitious person is hard for even Hong Qigong, who has always been very cautious about killing people, to suppress his murderous intent.

However, Yang Xu did indeed seize upon Hong Qigong's weakness. At this moment, the Beggar Clan disciples on Phoenix Mountain suffered heavy casualties under the impact of the Five Elements Flag. Of the hundreds of Beggar Clan disciples he brought, only half could still stand.

Just as Yang Xu said, as long as the Ming Cult masters hold him off for a moment, the remaining Beggar Clan disciples will inevitably be buried in Phoenix Mountain.

As for the two groups of experts that Yang Xu mentioned were always ready to launch a surprise attack on the Beggars' Sect branch, although it was just empty talk, Hong Qigong knew that Yang Xu had such a low bottom line that he was absolutely capable of doing it.

So even though it felt as bad as swallowing a fly, Hong Qigong had no choice but to endure it. As the leader of the gang, he always had to think about the disciples in the gang.

If it were any other powerful figure, they would have sacrificed as many people as possible to kill all the members of the Ming Cult. The people in front of them are basically most of the Ming Cult's high-ranking members. As long as they all die here, the Ming Cult will no longer be a threat.

Unfortunately, Hong Qigong was always a hero.

His eyes were fixed on the ground, and he took a deep breath: "Fine, I, Hong Qigong, will suffer this in silence this time."

However, you must keep your promise: from this day forward, the disciples of the Ming Cult must withdraw from the territory of the Song Dynasty and return to your Bright Summit on Kunlun Mountain.

"You, Yang Xu, must not rebel in your lifetime, otherwise I, Hong Qigong, will surely lead my men to Bright Peak and, with the full strength of the Beggars' Sect, perish with you all."

"Chief Hong is indeed the greatest hero under heaven. Today, I, a petty person, have succeeded. However, I, Yang, admit my despicable nature and have always admired heroes. Hong Qigong, the Northern Beggar, deserves this great gift from me, Yang Xu."

After saying this, Yang Xu bowed deeply again. Hong Qigong did not look at him, but only groaned.

"Disciples of the Ming Cult, listen to my command. Pack your things and we're leaving here to return to Bright Peak."

"Wait a minute," Fang Yu, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

Yang Xu frowned and quickly asked, "Master, is there anything else you need to say? Things are settled for now, and we really can't afford to cause any more trouble."

Besides, your junior sister is waiting for you to reunite. Don't you want to see her one last time?

Fang Yu sighed: "You joined my sect when you were ten years old. You were talented and diligent. You practiced hard for more than thirty years. Apart from me and Nangong Luan, you are the most skilled martial artist in the Ming Cult."

You are usually generous and magnanimous, respectful and filial to me, and kind and fair to the disciples in the church. Everyone in the church has always praised you highly.

But only now do I realize that your disguise is even more sophisticated. This ruthless and cunning nature deceived me, deceived Nangong Luan, and deceived everyone in the sect.

But it's no use saying all this now. I understand the principle of "the victor is king, the loser is villain" better than anyone. Yang Xu, let me ask you, how have I treated you all these years?

Yang Xu was ruthless and adept at disguise, but he also had a certain integrity. He looked at Fang Yu and suddenly knelt down on both knees.

"Yang Xu is an orphan. If it weren't for my master's guidance and teaching, Yang Xu would have been buried long ago, and he wouldn't be where he is today."

My master has never wronged me; on the contrary, I am the one who has let him down because I wanted more, but he couldn't give it to me, so I had to fight for it myself.

"Master, rest assured, Junior Sister Ya Ning will surely enjoy peace and tranquility from now on. This is my way of repaying your kindness in raising and teaching me. If I disobey, Yang Xu will surely be punished by heaven."

"You have spoken the truth, and I believe you will treat Ya Ning well. Well, it has come to this, and I have nothing more to say. As your master, I will see you off on your final journey."

"Disciples of the Ming Cult, heed my command! Nangong Luan has betrayed us and committed treason, and has been purged by Yang Xu, the Right Envoy of Light. I, the current leader, have been assassinated by Nangong Luan and am on the verge of death. I hereby formally pass the leadership to Yang Xu, the Right Envoy of Light. From this day forward, he shall be the eleventh leader of the Ming Cult. Anyone who opposes this will be punished for treason."

Yang Xu felt a little touched, but he also knew that this was Fang Yu showing his goodwill towards him on Fang Yaning's behalf.

With Fang Yu's words, all the blame was placed on Nangong Luan's head. Yang Xu was essentially credited for protecting Qingtian, and with Fang Yu personally declaring that he should be the leader, there was no doubt about his legitimacy.

Without Fang Yu's words, even if Yang Xu became the leader, he would forever bear the crime of treason.

Although it was just a few words, it saved Yang Xu a lot of trouble in the future. There will definitely be people who don't believe it and secretly resist, but for most of the Ming Cult members, Yang Xu was enough to win them over.

"However, I do not wish to leave Phoenix Mountain. I will die in two days, so why should Ya Ning see me in my dying and unsightly state? Besides, the scenery here is quite nice, so let my grave remain here. From now on, I can see the Yangtze River every day. It's just a pity that this mountain is still a bit too short."

"I've been the leader of the Ming Cult my whole life, but I haven't accomplished anything. The Ming Cult can only cower in the Western Regions. I feel ashamed to face the ancestors of the Ming Cult after my death. However, before I die, while I can still move, I want to fulfill my own wish." Fang Yu no longer wanted to look at his former beloved disciple. He turned his eyes to Wu Chengyu, who had been watching the show from the sidelines.

The negotiation between the Ming Cult and the Beggars' Sect was just now. As an outsider, Wu Chengyu had no right to interfere, but he understood Hong Qigong's decision. If it were him, he would not have been able to ignore the lives of hundreds of Beggars' Sect disciples.

However, unlike Hong Qigong, Wu Chengyu never considered himself a hero. Today, the Beggars' Clan swallowed this bitter pill, and Wu Chengyu, who came to help, was essentially slapped in the face by the Ming Cult.

Wu Chengyu was never one to back down after being beaten. At this moment, he was thinking about how to give the Ming Cult an unforgettable painful experience. Lost in thought, he immediately felt two gazes on him.

"This old man is about to die, does he still want to take advantage of me?" Wu Chengyu wondered to himself. He didn't want to have any more entanglements with Fang Yu.

But Fang Yu clearly didn't want to let him off the hook: "Young Wu, do you know how much I envy you?"

"I am much better looking than you. I was once young and handsome, but all that is now gone. When it comes to truly remarkable people, I am the one who stands out."

I know this much better than you do, and countless people envy me. You probably don't have much time left to wait in line.

"At such a young age, you spout nonsense and have a skin as thick as a cow. Yet you are the one who inherited the legacy of the Free and Unfettered Sect. Our sect members searched for ten years but could not obtain a single word. Do you know how lucky you are?"

Wu Chengyu wanted to touch his nose, but he was afraid that others would say he was trying to scam Chu Liuxiang. Luck is a must. If you're unlucky when you're out in the martial arts world, a waiter at any roadside inn can easily kill those masters by sprinkling some sleeping potion on them.

However, he had put in a lot of effort to obtain the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect from the old monster. He infiltrated, fought in the arena, endured the life-and-death talisman, and finally fought the old monster to the death. These skills were not easy to obtain, but they are not something to be told to outsiders.

Hong Qigong, standing to the side, seemed to have suddenly realized something. He had also been puzzled by this. He had watched Wu Chengyu grow up, and the Wu clan's martial arts skills were insignificant.

He couldn't understand how Wu Chengyu possessed such high martial arts skills, but every time he tested the little rascal, he would just laugh it off and never tell the truth.

In the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, probably not many people know about the Free and Unfettered Sect, let alone how many people were shocked when it first appeared.

As the leader of the Beggars' Sect, he naturally knew from the sect's secrets that Xu Zhu, the sworn brother of the former leader Qiao Feng, was suspected to be the best in the world in martial arts after Qiao Feng's death.

This person was the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. The secrets about the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts were vague, unlike the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi which had obvious characteristics. Therefore, Hong Qigong could not recognize the origin of Wu Chengyu's martial arts, but he knew how powerful the Xiaoyao Sect was.

Hong Qigong finally understands how Wu Chengyu acquired his current martial arts skills. However, this is yet another beautiful misunderstanding. Hong Qigong has a lot of misunderstandings about Wu Chengyu.

Just as he thought, Wu Chengyu was a little rascal who never thought of clarifying things with Hong Qigong, but instead enjoyed watching Hong Qigong guess and speculate.

After expressing his envy, Fang Yu seemed to let go of many things, and his originally gloomy demeanor gained a touch of otherworldly grace.

"If it weren't for you today, Nangong Luan's plan might have succeeded. My good disciple is very cunning. He first instigated Nangong Luan to rebel, and then used Nangong Luan's power to ambush the Beggar Clan."

If Chief Hong were to die here, Yang Xu would immediately kill him when Nangong Luanzhi was feeling triumphant, and then naturally take over all the spoils of war.

But because of your existence, those three ghostly things were easily killed, forcing Yang Xu to activate his power ahead of schedule.

Although he succeeded in inheriting the position of leader, the Ming Cult left behind considerable power by Nangong Luan. Once he eliminated these forces, the Ming Cult's strength would be reduced by more than half, and it would still be able to retreat to the Western Regions and be unable to advance eastward.

I must say, you're incredibly skilled at martial arts at such a young age. You single-handedly turned the tide of the battle. Of all the young people I've ever met, you deserve the utmost respect.

I should be able to live for two more days, but what's the use of having two more days if I'm going to die? Before I die, I want to test my skills against the legendary martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"You certainly don't know how to 'Free and Easy Wind Riding,' otherwise there would be no need for this fight. What I most want to see are the Lesser Formless Skill and the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan. Would you be willing to grant my request, young friend?"

Wu Chengyu also had a serious expression at this moment. As the leader of the Ming Cult and a top expert, he wanted to fulfill his long-cherished wish before he died. It would be unkind of Wu Chengyu to refuse.

“Very well, in that case, this junior will accompany you on this last dance in this world.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him retreated, leaving only Fang Yu and Wu Chengyu facing each other.

"After taking the Rejuvenation Pill, my body was stimulated by the medicine, and my Qiankun Great Shift broke through to the fifth level. Today, I will use the Ming Cult's supreme divine skill to meet the Xiaoyao Sect's unparalleled masterpiece."

"The Lesser Formless Skill can transform worldly martial arts into one's own, harmonizing Yin and Yang, and allowing one to do as one pleases. The Six Yang Palms of Tianshan are called Six Yang, but they can also be called Six Yin."

In addition, I also know the Free and Easy Plum Blossom Hand and the Lingbo Steps. Today, I will use these four martial arts to send you off on your final journey.

(End of this chapter)