Wuxia Fantasy: Starting with the Revitalization of the Beggars' Sect

West of Xiangyang City, on the north bank of the Han River.

Within Taipingdian Town.

A bustling street was filled with people coming and going, and the Yihong Courtyard next door was constantly calling out to people as they came and went, creating a lively atmosphere.

A man with a rosy complexion walked out of the brothel, looking very pleased with himself.

After walking for a short while, they heard a sound coming from behind them.

"Please wait, sir!"

The man turned around and saw that the person who had called out to him was a beggar, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with disheveled hair.

"My lord, I observe that your forehead is rosy and your bearing is imposing; you are truly a man destined for great wealth and honor. How about we part with a small amount of money and further cultivate good relationships?"

The beggar praised it repeatedly, and then handed over a dark, chipped earthenware bowl.

The man immediately frowned. He had been in a good mood today, but being stopped by a beggar for no reason was very unlucky. Just as he was about to lash out, his gaze inadvertently swept over the broken bowl, and he stopped abruptly.

In a daze, the official inexplicably took out ten coins and dropped them into the bowl.

"......Go! Go! Go"

"Thank you, sir."

Lin Ye smiled and watched the round-faced young man leave.

Lin Ye is a transmigrator who recently traveled to this world with a cheat-like ability and became a disciple of the Beggars' Sect.

And this world is the world of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" created by Jin Yong.

In short, his "golden touch" is the ability to enhance others' compassion, making them "willing" to give him alms.

Of course, it only increases the probability and has no effect on those who are really stingy; otherwise, they would be rich beggars by now.

Even so, his life is already more comfortable than most people's.

You should know that a waiter's monthly wage is at most one tael, and a county magistrate's monthly salary is no more than four taels, but he, with his golden touch, steadily earns more than two taels of silver every month.

As time went on, Lin Ye began to think that becoming a disciple of the Beggars' Sect might not be a bad idea.

Lin Ye weighed the ten coins in his hand. In this era, a steamed bun cost two coins, so ten coins were enough for one person to have a full meal.

"lottery!"

Lin Ye summoned the system, and a virtual window immediately appeared in front of him. In the center of the window was a disc with six prizes divided into six equal parts, and a pointer in the middle.

This is another use of his cheat code: money obtained through legitimate means, including begging, can be used for lotteries, with each draw costing ten coins.

The six prizes were clearly listed: "Steamed Buns", "Dog-Beating Stick Technique", "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms", "Beggar's Sect Body Tempering Fist", "Free and Easy Fist Technique", and "Good Fortune Not Yet Arrived".

Although it was labeled "making a wish" instead of "lottery," and it cost ten coins to make a wish, Lin Ye thought it was no different from a lottery.

What he most wanted was definitely the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms". After all, those who know about the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms understand it. The gang leader Shi Huolong received twelve of the true moves and became a top-notch master in the martial arts world.

If you want to make a living in the martial arts world, you have to have some skills of your own, right?

He had saved up enough money for several days to do ten 10-pulls, and he was determined to go all in today.

Ignoring the passersby, since only he could see it, he did a ten-pull.

As the hundred "wishing coins" disappeared, the compass began to spin rapidly...

[Good fortune has not yet arrived], [Good fortune has not yet arrived], [A small blessing, +1 steamed bun], [Good fortune has not yet arrived], [A small blessing, +1 steamed bun]...

After ten attempts, Lin Ye had harvested three steamed buns.

Lin Ye wasn't surprised, or rather, he was already used to it. If the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were so easy to obtain, then it wouldn't be a superior martial art.

The prizes could be stored in the system for three days, so Lin Ye wasn't in a hurry to retrieve them. He then proceeded with his second ten-draw:

[Small Fortune, Steamed Bun +1], [Fortune Not Yet Arrived], [Fortune Not Yet Arrived], [Fortune Not Yet Arrived], [Medium Fortune, Beggars' Sect Body Tempering Fist]...

the third time……

the fourth time……

……

The ninth time...

After nine consecutive 10-pulls, Lin Ye only had about twenty steamed buns left, plus two Beggars' Sect Body Tempering Fist manuals, and couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

He took a deep breath, reassuring himself that it was okay, he still had about a hundred coins left, and he was sure he could get it in the last ten draws.

Suddenly remembering something, he picked up a pebble and drew an old man's face on the ground, then knelt down and bowed.

"Master Hong, please bless your disciple with great fortune. Your disciple will go back and prepare a fine wine and roast chicken to offer as a tribute. Please bless me."

He didn't believe in these things at first, but since he got the cheat code, he's drawn at least four thousand times, if not five thousand. Besides steamed buns, the most common thing he got was body-strengthening boxing. The booklets stacked up were as high as a small stool, which made him so angry that he used them to wipe his butt.

After praying for blessings, ignoring the strange looks from passersby, Lin Ye performed his final ten-pull. In fact, he no longer longed for the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms; he would be content with just the Free and Unfettered Fist Technique.

[Good fortune has not yet arrived], [Good fortune has not yet arrived], [Good fortune has not yet arrived], [Small good fortune bun +1], [Good fortune has not yet arrived]... [Great good fortune... bun +3]

"grass!"

Lin Ye couldn't help but curse. At least other Mafu's lottery had a guaranteed minimum, but this one didn't even have one?!

Lin Ye was both amused and exasperated. A steamed bun that cost two coins each had been turned into a fifty-coin bun. How long would it take him to finish eating twenty-odd buns? And there wasn't even a cultivation technique to comfort him.

His anger turned to sorrow, and he let out a long, drawn-out sigh.

Just then, five or six women passed by. The woman in the lead was dressed as a nun, wearing a gray-blue robe, and looked to be about forty-four or forty-five years old. The young and pretty girls behind her had silk sashes around their waists and wore plain white robes. They all held long swords and looked aloof and proud.

The leading nun's gaze inadvertently fell on Lin Ye. Seeing his sorrowful expression, she paused and said to the girl beside her, "Zhiruo."

The girl named Zhiruo immediately understood what she meant. She nodded in agreement, walked straight to Lin Ye, took out half a coin from her waist, and put it into the bowl.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life, so don't cry. Just live well."

Who died? Who died?

Lin Ye was lost in thought when he heard a sound from the bowl, followed by a childish girl's voice. He snapped out of his reverie, looked up, and was immediately stunned.

"Emei Sect? Abbess Miejue? Zhou Zhiruo?"

Lin Ye recognized the group at a glance. Who else in the martial arts world could be a female sect with such an elegant demeanor besides Emei?

Recalling that he had vaguely heard the name "Zhiruo" earlier, who else could that girl be but Zhou Zhiruo?

Surprised as he was, Lin Ye quickly stood up to express his gratitude. No matter who it was, the audience was his bread and butter.

"Your merits are immeasurable. Thank you all, ladies."

When I looked up again, the "female bodhisattvas" had already left.

Holy crap... Abbess Miejue actually gave me money...

Lin Ye watched their departing figures and thought to himself:

Abbess Miejue is renowned throughout the martial arts world, but she rarely descends the mountain, and it is not easy for ordinary people to see her. What is she doing down the mountain now?

Upon reflection on the major events that have recently occurred in the martial arts world, it suddenly dawned on me.

Yes, a few days ago, Zhang Cuishan of Wudang was forced to his death on Wudang Mountain by the heroes of the martial arts world, which caused a great uproar in the martial arts world, and it was mostly related to this incident.

Now everyone in the martial arts world knows that Zhang Cuishan and his wife have become sworn brothers with Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King, and that the Dragon-Slaying Saber is in Xie Xun's hands. Now that his brother has died tragically, how could Xie Xun, who has been missing for many years, not return to the martial arts world to avenge his brother?

It's all for the Dragon Slayer Saber again.

It's likely that not only Emei, but all the sects in the martial arts world will be busy.

The supreme master of the martial arts world wields the Dragon-Slaying Saber, commanding the entire realm with absolute obedience.

Lin Ye couldn't understand it when he read the novel or watched the TV series, but now that he's deeply involved in the martial arts world, he truly understands the immense appeal of these sixteen characters to martial artists.

Then he thought about his own weak martial arts skills. Even if the Dragon-Slaying Saber were right in front of him, what ability would he have to fight for it or defend it?

Alas, it's still not strong enough.

Lin Ye shook his head and sighed softly.

"Draw again!"

Half a coin, fifty coins, five chances, Lin Ye goes all in once.

[Good Fortune Has Not Yet Arrived], [Good Fortune Has Not Yet Arrived], [Great Good Fortune, Free and Easy Fist Technique], [Great Good Fortune, First Form of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms: The Dragon Regrets], [Small Good Fortune, Steamed Bun +1]...

Lin Ye's mouth was slightly open, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.