The Cycle of Reincarnation in the Four-Courtyard House: A Journey Through the Heavens

The three walked out of Songhe Tower, and Li Xiao spoke up, "Brother Qiao, your Beggars' Clan is having a gathering at Xingzilin today. I'd also like to go and see the heroes of the Beggars' Clan. I wonder if I could accompany you?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng smiled broadly and patted Li Xiao on the shoulder, saying, "Brother Li, since you have this intention, you think highly of me! Xingzi Forest is a place where Beggar Clan brothers gather. Why not have another friend witness the ceremony?"

Without further delay, the three tidied their clothes and headed towards the apricot grove on the outskirts of Wuxi County.

Sunlight filtered through the sparse treetops, casting long shadows of the three. The stone path beneath their feet gradually turned into a muddy trail, and the fresh scent of forest plants filled the air. The prelude to a storm in the martial world was slowly unfolding with each step they took.

"My two worthy brothers, how about we have a race?"

At this moment, Qiao Feng seemed to be testing Li Xiao.

Li Xiao looked at Wang Yuyan and shook his head helplessly, saying, "Brother Qiao, my virtuous brother here doesn't know martial arts, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."

"Oh, well, I was being presumptuous. Brother Wang, please don't take offense!"

Wang Yu smiled sweetly, revealing a set of clean, white teeth. This scene stunned Qiao Feng. He always felt that this Wang Yu seemed to lack a bit of masculine spirit and was somewhat effeminate.

"The apricot grove is just ahead."

Qiao Feng's voice was steady, with a hint of gravity that was barely perceptible. He did not stop walking, his figure as upright as a pine tree, and walked straight toward a lush forest in front of him.

Li Xiao looked up and saw that the grove was quite large, with apricot trees intertwined and sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves.

A number of figures had already gathered at the edge of the woods, all dressed in patched-up clothes, with cloth bags tied around their waists, and each carrying a bamboo cane—the attire of a Beggars' Sect disciple.

These Beggars' Sect disciples had clearly been waiting for a long time, and upon seeing Qiao Feng arrive, they all stopped talking.

They all turned their gazes toward him, and upon seeing Qiao Feng, almost everyone's eyes held a hint of awe and reverence.

Wang Yuyan frowned slightly and subconsciously leaned closer to Li Xiao.

Having lived a secluded life for a long time, she was well-versed in martial arts classics but rarely saw such a gathering of martial arts figures. Li Xiao noticed her unease and patted her shoulder calmly, giving her a reassuring look.

As Qiao Feng entered the woods, a burly Beggar Clan disciple quickly stepped forward, bowed, and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "Chief! The elders and branch leaders are already waiting in the woods; we're just waiting for you."

Qiao Feng nodded slightly, then strode towards the center. Li Xiao and Wang Yuyan exchanged a glance and followed him inside.

It was late spring, and the apricot grove was lush and full of white petals, which were already filled with the figures of Beggar Clan disciples as they fluttered down.

A forest of green bamboo staffs stood tall, and black robes formed a continuous line. All the disciples of the Beggars' Clan were present, their solemn aura exuding the majesty of the number one gang in the martial arts world.

The four elders stood on either side, while Lu Youjiao, Quan Guanqing, and others had solemn expressions. The leaders of each branch also stood according to their positions.

Suddenly, the sound of clothes rustling through the air was heard, and four middle-aged men, accompanied by two bright-eyed and white-toothed girls, quickly stepped into the woods.

The leader, wielding a long sword, raised his voice before even standing still, his tone sharp as a knife: "Qiao Feng! My young master made an appointment with you, yet you've avoided him. Are you perhaps cowardly and afraid to keep your promise?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he put his hands on his hips and swept his sharp eyes across the Beggar Clan members, completely disregarding the entire forest of Beggar Clan disciples.

The moment the man finished speaking, an uproar erupted on one side of the Beggars' Sect. A branch leader couldn't contain himself any longer and roared, "Bao Butong! How dare you run wild on my Beggars' Sect's territory!"

It turned out that the visitors were Murong Fu's four trusted subordinates—Bao Butong, Feng Bo'e, Deng Baichuan, and Gongye Qian.

The two girls behind them should be Murong Fu's maids, A'Zhu and A'Bi.

The Beggars' Sect leader stepped forward with his staff and swung it directly at Bao Butong.

Bao Butong was prepared. He dodged to the side and struck back with a palm, and the two instantly became entangled in combat.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Fu's other three subordinates were also surrounded by Beggar Clan disciples. The apricot grove was filled with the flying shadows of staffs and the howling winds of palms as the two sides clashed and fought fiercely, with neither side able to gain the upper hand for a time.

In the chaos, Elder Chen of the Beggars' Sect turned his gaze and fixed it on Feng Bo'e, who was fighting to the death with the Beggars' Sect disciples.

Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, he quietly took out a small jade box from his pocket, flicked it with his fingertip, and the lid opened slightly. A scorpion with a colorful body and a five-colored luster emerged and turned into a blur as it rushed straight at Feng Bo'e.

The scorpion was incredibly fast. Feng Bo'e was so focused on defending against the attacks in front of him that he didn't notice the danger behind him. With a soft "hiss," he was stung on the back of his hand by the scorpion.

Feng Bo'e felt a numbness on the back of his hand, followed by a chilling poison that spread throughout his body via his meridians. The force he had unleashed suddenly vanished, and his limbs felt as if they were being pierced by thousands of steel needles, followed by waves of numbness.

He tried to raise his hand to block the attack in front of him, but found that his arm was as heavy as lead, and he could hardly move even his fingertips. His legs were also unresponsive, and his whole body swayed and fell to the ground.

At this moment, his whole body was stiff, and only his eyes could barely move. He was unable to move at all as the poison raged in his body. He could only lie on the ground, watching the fighting around him with shock and resentment.

Just as the fight between the two sides intensified, a deep and powerful voice suddenly rang out: "Stop!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qiao Feng striding over. His tiger-like eyes swept across the entire scene, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

Upon seeing this, the Beggars' Sect disciples all withdrew their attacks and retreated. Murong Fu's men also stopped fighting out of respect for Qiao Feng's reputation, and the sounds of fighting in the Apricot Grove instantly subsided.

Qiao Feng walked to Feng Bo'e's side, his gaze sweeping over Feng'e's stiff figure and the redness and swelling on the back of his hand. He turned to Elder Chen and said firmly, "Elder Chen, quickly take out the antidote and detoxify Brother Feng."

Elder Chen stepped forward, bowed, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.

"Master, the venom of this five-colored scorpion is quite strange. It cannot be cured by simply using an antidote. The venom must first be sucked out of the wound before applying the antidote to eradicate it completely. Otherwise, if the venom invades the heart meridian, even a god would find it difficult to save you."

As soon as he finished speaking, A'Zhu quickly stepped forward. She looked at Feng Bo'e on the ground with concern and said softly, "Let me help Brother Feng suck out the drugs. We can't delay any longer."

As she spoke, she leaned down to get close to Feng Bo'e's hand.

Elder Chen hurriedly reached out to stop her, saying in a serious tone, "Please wait, young lady!"

"This scorpion poison is extremely yin. Women are yin in nature, so if they rashly inhale the poison, the toxin will enter their bodies through their breath, and both of them will be poisoned, which would be a great loss. Only men, being yang, can barely suppress the toxin."

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