The destiny of all heavens begins in the Red Chamber

Watching his boss being killed right before his eyes, Jia Huan was filled with shock, but felt neither joy nor sorrow.

I never expected this guy to be killed so suddenly!

He didn't have a strong desire to kill the guy himself; as long as the man was dead, that was enough.

"Incense Master!"

His eyes widened in fury as he roared, but his body instinctively took a step back, his bamboo pole in hand assumed a defensive stance, and his gaze warily swept towards the woods opposite.

"Senior Brother Liu, there's another second-class disciple of the Beggars' Sect here!"

At this moment, two figures leaped down from the treetops like floating clouds, landing lightly in front of Jia Huan. Their speed was astonishing, taking only about the time it takes to breathe.

Upon closer inspection, both men were young martial artists in their early twenties, each wielding a standard Hengshan School longsword and wearing standard Hengshan School attire.

The leader was a handsome young man, but not very tall, who exuded an air of wealth.

The young man beside him had a long face and exceptionally sharp eyes. He was glaring at Jia Huan with a hostile expression and said, "Senior Brother Liu, this little beggar just called that villainous incense master. He's obviously in cahoots. Let's just kill him!"

"How brave!"

Jia Huan roared angrily, retreating several steps while suddenly thrusting out the bamboo pole in his hand.

He also shouted sternly, "How dare you two Hengshan Sect disciples kill a Beggar Clan leader on Beggar Clan territory? Do you really think the Beggar Clan is powerless?"

"You little brat, you talk too much!"

The long-faced youth from the Hengshan Sect had icy eyes. His long sword transformed into afterimages, rushing down like a torrential downpour. He followed the sword's movement and suddenly lunged forward.

ding ding ding...

The sword shadows and bamboo poles intertwined, producing a series of crisp, resonant sounds.

Jia Huan felt a powerful recoil force coming from the bamboo pole, and his whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably. He managed to deflect most of the recoil force from the bamboo pole and retreated backward onto the soft ground, leaving behind footprints of varying depths.

A trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Was he trying to go all the way with the act?

He instantly realized his opponent's strength: a formidable figure among third-rate martial arts masters!

The bamboo pole in his hand was not a powerful weapon, nor had it undergone any secret treatment. It could not withstand the torment of the steel longsword and turned into fluffy bamboo strands amidst the clanging sounds.

However, the large, extremely tough bamboo strips flying and drifting in the wind are even more troublesome than simple bamboo poles. If you accidentally get hit by them, it's no joke.

Even the powerful force emanating from the steel longsword could not continue to spread along the bamboo pole.

"This is... the staff technique of the Great Ancestor?"

The short, valiant young man next to him was about to speak up to stop his companion from recklessly killing, but what happened next made him widen his eyes and look incredulous.

The Taizu Staff Technique was merely a martial art evolved from military spear techniques, extremely powerful and explosive. How could it become so soft and yielding in the hands of the Beggar Clan disciple before him?

It's truly unbelievable that the Beggar Clan disciple in front of me, who clearly lacked internal energy, could fight Lu Shidi to a standstill using only the Taizu Staff Technique.

However, the Beggar Clan disciple in front of them had no internal energy and couldn't hold out for long.

Sure enough, in no time Jia Huan had retreated again and again, the bloodstains at the corners of his mouth never stopping, even staining his tattered clothes a glaring red, and he was about to be defeated.

"You little brat, now you know how powerful you are, huh? Too late!"

Lu, the junior brother of the Hengshan Sect, had a ferocious look on his face and was now enraged.

To think that he, an elite disciple of the Hengshan Sect, couldn't even easily defeat a mere second-bag disciple of the Beggar Clan, how could he possibly have the face to roam the martial world if word got out?

Thinking of this, the offensive, which had slowed down somewhat, suddenly became exceptionally fierce again under the strong flow of internal energy.

The short, handsome young man frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

It wasn't that he felt any appreciation for Jia Huan's talent, but rather that Jia Huan's martial arts skills made him suspect that Jia Huan was a carefully cultivated junior disciple of the Beggars' Sect.

If Jia Huan were killed within the Beggars' Sect's territory, it could very likely provoke strong dissatisfaction from the Beggars' Sect, and even lead to a direct confrontation with the Hengshan Sect.

Although the Hengshan Sect was not afraid of the Beggars' Sect at this time, it did not want to become enemies with the Beggars' Sect over such a trivial matter.

"Ahem, if you've got the guts, then come at me. Why all the nonsense?"

Half of the bamboo pole in Jia Huan's hand had turned into soft bamboo strips. Under his manipulation, they seemed to float like cotton wool, gradually wearing down the power of the incoming steel longsword until it was completely eliminated.

Meanwhile, he had successfully retreated into the woods.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached rapidly from outside the grove.

At the same time, a jumble of voices could be heard: "Hurry, hurry, hurry! Don't keep the incense master waiting!"

"Hey, how dare you harm the Beggars' Sect Leader on our Beggars' Sect's territory! You have some nerve!"

"I looked closely, and those two guys seem to be disciples of the Hengshan Sect!"

"So what? This is our Beggars' Sect's territory!"

"..."

Jia Huan then fell backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

At that moment, a dozen or so adult beggars carrying bamboo poles rushed out of the woods.

Lu, the junior brother from Hengshan, who was about to deliver a fatal blow to Jia Huan, was stunned by the sudden turn of events and it was too late to continue his ruthless attack.

"Junior Brother Lu, stop!"

The short, muscular young man spoke up at the opportune moment, his figure flashing as he appeared in front of Junior Brother Lu, directly confronting the displeased Beggar Clan disciple.

"Are you Liu Zhengfeng and Lu Lianrong, the two young heroes of the Hengshan Sect?"

The beggars who rushed over were naturally also members of the Beggars' Sect. The leader had four bags hanging on his body, making him a true four-bag disciple.

Of course, Jia Huan recognized this fellow; he was the right-hand man of the dead Wu Xiangzhu, and could be considered the deputy head of Hua Rong Xiangtang behind the scenes, known in the martial arts world as "Snake Catcher" Li Xiao.

Nominally, he and Jia Huan were both minor leaders in the Huarong Incense Hall, but in reality, his status was much higher than Jia Huan's.

This fellow's experience in the martial arts world is also far greater than Jia Huan's.

Despite seeing Wu Xiangzhu lying in a pool of blood, his life hanging in the balance, he still patiently pondered the matter.

Although there were only two young men on the other side, they were wearing and carrying standard equipment of the Hengshan Sect, so it was impossible not to be cautious.

A person’s name is like a tree’s shadow!

The reputation of the Hengshan Sect is not just for show; it was earned through a century-long struggle against the Demonic Sect.

The strength of his elite disciples should not be underestimated. Although he was angry, he dared not easily cause trouble for the Beggars' Sect, mainly because he couldn't beat them.

"It is indeed Liu, and Junior Brother Lu!"

The young man, Liu Zhengfeng, spoke loudly, his eyes gleaming, and asked, "May I ask what brings you brothers of the Beggars' Clan here so suddenly?"

"Hmph, what do you two young heroes from Hengshan mean by defeating the leader of my Beggars' Sect's incense hall?"

Li Xiao's expression grew increasingly displeased. He pointed at Wu Xiangzhu, who had already been pierced through the heart and died, and spoke coldly.

"So this villain is the leader of the Beggars' Sect! He deserves to die!"

At this moment, the long-faced youth Lu Lianrong suddenly spoke up, sneering, "I never thought that the dignified leader of the Beggars' Sect would actually engage in such despicable acts as intercepting passenger ships on the river and humiliating the wives and daughters of merchants!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Master Wuxiang is not that kind of person!"

Li Xiao roared angrily, but his tone gave the impression of being weak and cowardly.

"Whether someone is that kind of person or not is not something we can't find out!"

The young man, Liu Zhengfeng, sneered, "We, as chivalrous people, put righteousness first. Since we have encountered such a thing, how can we stand idly by? How can we let it go without capturing and killing such villains?"

"You, you guys..."

Li Xiao's face froze, his forehead veins bulging with anger, and he was so frustrated that he almost vomited blood.

He had encountered two greenhorns who were new to the martial arts world, and they were also highly skilled disciples of the Hengshan Sect. What could he do? He couldn't very well shout at them that it was wrong to act bravely for a just cause, could he?

He knew Wu Xiangzhu's true nature better than anyone else!

They had done things like intercepting ships and plundering the weak before, but they just hadn't encountered any elite members of the Five Mountains Sword Sect who happened to be passing by.

But it was absolutely impossible for him to fight against the two Hengshan Sect disciples in front of him for the sake of the dead Wu Xiangzhu. Not only would he be unable to win, but it would also bring endless troubles.

Otherwise, they would have already joined forces by now.

"But the one you can kill is, after all, the leader of my Beggars' Sect. What do you suggest we do about it?"

Li Xiao asked directly, "You have to give me an explanation!"

Right now, he just wants a way to back down. As for Wu Xiangzhu's matter, how could a mere four-bag disciple like him possibly handle it?

"Hmph, if you have any complaints, come and confront the Hengshan Sect!"

Young Liu Zhengfeng sneered repeatedly, pulled Lu Lianrong, who was somewhat unwilling beside him, and said coldly, "Let's go, there's no need to waste words with them!"

As he turned to leave, his gaze swept over Jia Huan, who lay motionless on the ground, seemingly unintentionally.

"Hmph, you got off easy!"

Lu Lianrong spoke indignantly, and with a few leaps, he and the young man Liu Zhengfeng left the place.

As for whether the Beggars' Sect will cause trouble, they don't care at all!

Liu Zhengfeng and Lu Lianrong are both outstanding disciples of the new generation of Hengshan School, especially Liu Zhengfeng, whose martial arts skills have reached the second-rate level in the martial arts world.

Before long, with his talent and speed of improvement, becoming a top-tier martial arts master before the age of thirty will be no problem, and the Hengshan Sect will naturally protect them.

Not to mention, Liu Zhengfeng and Lu Lianrong were acting out of chivalry and were in the right.