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

After listening, Jingxuan pondered for a moment and felt that Lin Ye's words made sense. Then, thinking of the word "ambush," she became even more anxious.

Her master asked her to take Lin Ye back to Emei, but compared to the Dragon Slayer Saber, her master's safety was obviously more important. Besides, this place wasn't too far from Emei, so it should be fine to leave it to her junior sisters.

After careful consideration, she decided to catch up with her master herself.

She said:

"Brother Lin, if you hadn't reminded us, we would never have imagined the danger involved. It was truly wrong of us to hold you hostage for no reason."

"Don't worry, once Master returns, I will definitely beg her to release you. But for now, you'll have to suffer for a few more days. I hope you can understand our predicament."

Jingxuan cupped his hands in greeting to Lin Ye, gave some instructions to his junior sisters, untied the horses from the carriage, and left that very night with one of his junior sisters.

Thus, only Zhou Zhiruo and four senior sisters remained to take Lin Ye back to Emei.

The original work describes Jingxuan as kind-hearted but not quick-witted.

During the conversation, Lin Ye suddenly had this idea in his mind and tried it out. Unexpectedly, he was able to successfully shoo away the two people. Jing Xuan was probably the most skilled in martial arts among the group, which increased his chances of escaping.

If Ji Xiaofu manages to save her life because of this, then she's lucky.

Of course, the naturally obsessive Abbess Miejue might not do as he says, but that's none of his business.

His next concern was how to escape from these Emei disciples.

Relying on their legs is out of the question; Lin Ye doesn't have their lightness skills, and he would be caught up in less than half a mile.

After much thought, I realized that to escape, I needed to get a good horse and then escape on horseback when they weren't looking.

It seems I'll have to find a way to seduce them when we get to the next town.

Lin Ye had a plan in mind, so he went to bed early that night and set off again early the next morning.

However, after traveling for several days, these Emei disciples only took small paths and never approached towns, being extremely cautious.

Lin Ye was secretly troubled. As he got closer and closer to Mount Emei, he knew that once he reached the mountain, he would be guarded by dozens or even hundreds of Emei disciples, making it even harder for him to find a chance to escape.

That day, following the path, they came to a grove of trees. Lin Ye knew there was a town not far ahead, so he said:

"Senior sisters, we've been traveling for days and are quite exhausted. There's a town ahead; why don't we stop in and rest for a bit?"

The more senior woman said, "No, we must get back to Emei as soon as possible."

Lin Ye said, "There's no rush."

The two female disciples exchanged a glance, and then one of them tapped Lin Ye's body with her fingertips. Lin Ye immediately felt his internal energy stagnate and he could no longer exert any strength.

The other party actually sealed the acupoints through which he could circulate his internal energy.

Lin Ye asked, "What's wrong, Senior Sister?"

The senior sister said, "I've sealed your acupoints, so don't try anything funny. I'll unseal them when we get to Emei."

Lin Ye frowned, instinctively wanting to use the poison salt he had hidden from the Hai Sha Sect, but after thinking about it, he held back.

Using poison or deception in the martial arts world damages one's reputation.

There's still some distance to Emei Mountain, so let's try to maneuver around a bit more. If there's really no other way, then they shouldn't blame him for using poisoned salt.

Just then, shouts of battle suddenly came from ahead.

Everyone stared intently, only to see dust billowing along the path ahead.

Six or seven men were fleeing for their lives, their clothes stained with blood, their swords gleaming in the sunlight. Seven or eight black horses were chasing after them, each carried by a Mongolian military officer.

"They're Tartars!"

The Emei Sect and the Tartars were sworn enemies. Upon seeing them, several young disciples' eyes practically spit fire, and their knuckles clenched their sword hilts so tightly they cracked.

Normally, they would have drawn their swords to meet this attack, but their task now was to bring Lin Ye back to Emei, so they had no choice but to hold back.

At this moment, the two men were caught up by the Yuan soldiers, and with two sharp cracking sounds, half of each of their heads was chopped off, and their brains immediately splattered.

Seeing that they couldn't escape, the remaining men simply turned around to face the enemy.

But the Yuan soldiers outnumbered them and were positioned on higher ground, their momentum overwhelming. They were no match for them, and in the blink of an eye, four more were cut down.

The remaining person was slightly better at hand-to-hand combat, but he could only struggle to hold on. Then, he was slashed again and had to kneel on one knee.

His gaze fell upon the Emei disciples not far away. Seeing that they were Han Chinese and all carrying swords, he shouted:

"If we don't kill the Tartars now, when will we?"

These words exploded like a thunderclap among the Emei disciples.

An Emei disciple could no longer contain himself and shouted, "Those damned Tartars are here to harm people again!"

He drew his sword and charged forward, leaping to the same level as the officer on horseback. With a backhand slash, the officer immediately tumbled off his horse.

Seeing this, the other disciples had no choice but to follow.

With a clang, the swords were drawn, and the battle commenced, instantly sending several more men flying.

These military officers were no ordinary soldiers; they were quite skilled in martial arts, but they couldn't withstand more than a few rounds of swords from the Emei disciples.

Seeing reinforcements arrive, the man being chased also fought back and killed one of them.

With the combined efforts of both sides, only one of the military officers remained in the blink of an eye.

However, just as they were about to end it all, a sharp arrow suddenly shot from afar, striking the remaining man squarely in the head. Blood gushed from his forehead, and he died instantly.

The next moment, the sound of thunderous hooves came from the archery window, and a dozen more Tartar riders arrived.

The older Emei disciple inwardly cried out in alarm. She only wanted a quick victory and didn't want to get entangled in a protracted conflict. She thought to herself that she had really gotten herself into big trouble.

He hurriedly said to Zhou Zhiruo, "Zhiruo, take that boy and leave quickly."

Then he said to his sisters, "Let's finish this quickly!"

As they spoke, a dozen or so Yuan soldiers and officers had already surrounded them.

Zhou Zhiruo wanted to help, but her martial arts skills were inferior to her senior sisters', and she was afraid that if she went up, she would be a burden to them. However, she couldn't bear to abandon them.

Thinking of how his father was killed by Yuan soldiers on the banks of the Han River, he had a deep-seated hatred for the Yuan soldiers. Now that his enemies were here, how could he just leave? Even if he died, he would kill one or two of them to avenge them.

Then she thought again that her master had done her a great favor, so how could she lose sight of the bigger picture for the sake of a small gain? Even if she killed one or two Tartars, it wouldn't be enough to drive all the Tartars out of the Central Plains; it would only be a momentary pleasure.

After thinking it over, Zhou Zhiruo grabbed Lin Ye's wrist and said:

"Let's go first."

Just as they were about to flee, Yuan soldiers had already set their sights on the two children. A military officer rode up on horseback and immediately struck them with his sword.

Zhou Zhiruo was shocked. She pushed Lin Ye aside and thrust her sword at the horse he was riding. The horse neighed in pain and leaped high into the air, throwing its rider off its back.

Then, in a panic, it fled into the woods and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lin Ye was still in shock; the knife had just grazed his face, and his skin had almost been sliced ​​off.

He couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Damn Emei Sect! It's one thing to restrict my freedom, but they've even sealed my acupoints! And if they sealed my acupoints, fine, but why are they summoning Yuan soldiers at this time? Summoning Yuan soldiers is fine, but they should at least unseal my acupoints first!"

Suddenly remembering that Zhou Zhiruo also knew how to release acupoints, he hurriedly said, "Junior Sister Zhou, please release the acupoints on my body first."

Zhou Zhiruo said, "You ran away after I released your acupoints."

Lin Ye couldn't help but raise his voice.

"If I don't understand, I'll die."