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

After confirming that the two monks were dead, Lin Ye stepped forward and picked up the prescription for the Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment from one of their hands.

Lin Ye was ignorant of pharmacology and whether it was true or false, but he still folded it and put it in his bosom.

He searched the two of them again but found no martial arts manuals or anything like that. However, he did find a small bottle.

He opened the bottle and looked inside. It was a pitch-black ointment. He thought to himself that this might be the Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment.

Although the Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment is a secret medicine of the sect, it is also for the use of its members, so it is reasonable for them to carry some with them.

He casually stuffed it into his arms as well.

After thinking for a moment, he searched each of the military officers. They didn't have much money with them; all of it added up to no more than thirty taels.

On second thought, these Yuan soldiers often oppressed the Han people, so they probably didn't need much money outside. Thirty taels of silver was probably too much.

The Emei Sect members were dumbfounded to see Lin Ye reaching out and taking things, but after thinking about it, they realized that this kid was ultimately a member of the Beggars' Sect, so his behavior was understandable.

After doing all this, Lin Ye looked at them and cupped his hands in greeting:

"It's almost time, senior sisters. I have important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

The Emei Sect members were taken aback and immediately froze. Suddenly, they remembered something. They were seriously injured and could barely stand up. How could they possibly keep an eye on this kid?

Now that the enemy is dead and they are seriously injured, this kid has no match for her. If he doesn't use the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, how could Junior Sister Zhou be a match for him?

A senior female student shouted, "Boy, where are you going?!"

This was a rhetorical question, but it seemed like all she could say was to ask it.

Zhou Zhiruo was also startled: "Senior Brother Lin, you said you wouldn't run away."

Lin Ye said, "I never said that."

Zhou Zhiruo paused, thought carefully, and suddenly remembered.

Senior Brother Lin certainly didn't say that, but I helped him release his acupoints without waiting for his consent. What should I do?

While Lin Shixiong's swordsmanship was inferior to his own, he was determined to escape using his movement technique, and there was nothing Lin Shixiong could do to stop him.

He immediately said urgently, "Then you're not allowed to leave either."

A senior sister scolded, "Junior sister, you shouldn't have released his pressure points."

She realized something was wrong as soon as she said it. If she didn't release the boy's pressure points, the two monks wouldn't be able to hurt him, and if they couldn't hurt him, they wouldn't be able to save their lives either.

But they didn't care about that right now. Lin Ye had run away; how were they going to explain it to their master?

Hearing her senior sisters reprimand her, Zhou Zhiruo became even more anxious and drew her sword to block Lin Ye.

But with a clang, the Emei sword in her hand was knocked away by Lin Ye's stick.

Then everyone remembered that he had recently practiced a wonderful stick technique.

With her sword knocked away by Lin Ye, Zhou Zhiruo stood there stunned, at a loss for what to do.

Lin Ye took out the thirty taels of silver he had just looted from his waist, kept ten taels for himself, and put the remaining twenty taels in Zhou Zhiruo's hand.

"Thanks to you, I have gained some wealth. This is to repay you. Farewell, and may we meet again someday."

"By the way, this is not a place to stay for long, you should leave as well."

After Lin Ye finished speaking, he drifted away.

Looking at the heavy silver in her hand, Zhou Zhiruo knew that it contained more than twenty times the amount she had lent him that day, but if she could, she would rather use this silver to keep him here.

Knowing that the situation was beyond saving, the Emei sisters could only helplessly watch Lin Ye leave. Thinking of the trust placed in them by their master and senior sister Jingxuan, they all sighed deeply.

Seeing the self-reproach on Zhou Zhiruo's face, they couldn't bear it and sighed, "Alright, junior sister, let's go back."

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the other side.

After traveling an unknown distance, the Emei Sect members had completely disappeared from sight.

Lin Ye finally got rid of the old nun and the Emei Sect, and felt extremely happy.

There was still a long way to go to the Western Regions. To prevent the Emei Sect from chasing him, he planned to head north first and then west.

Having made up his mind, he turned north and continued to take the back roads. The killing of the Yuan soldiers and the two Tibetan monks would surely cause a disturbance, and he didn't want to get involved in any more chaos.

Lin Ye walked five miles north along the mountain road when he suddenly noticed a bloodstain on the grass beside him.

Lin Ye frowned inwardly. This martial arts world was indeed turbulent everywhere. He had just escaped one time, and now he had run into this kind of thing again.

The bloodstain was mostly red, indicating it had been applied recently.

Lin Ye didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, nor did he want to be discovered. He held the stick he carried with him tightly in his hand, keeping a watchful eye on himself and moving away.

Just then, he suddenly heard a low hum coming from the bushes behind the bloodstains.

Lin Ye stopped to listen, but it wasn't a human voice.

Animal? Tiger?

He saw villagers' thatched houses on his way here, so the chances of tigers being there are probably not high.

Since it wasn't a tiger, it could only be other livestock, which made it less scary. Just thinking about how his storage box was full of steamed buns made him swallow hard.

Cautiously, they slowly approached, parted the bushes, and found a black horse lying inside.

There was a sword wound on the horse's foreleg thigh that looked somewhat familiar, seemingly similar to the wounds left by the Emei sword technique. Upon further thought, it suddenly dawned on me.

Isn't this the same horse that the military officer rode when he charged at him and Zhou Zhiruo?

Zhou Zhiruo stabbed the horse with her sword, and the horse fled in pain. It seemed that it had been walking and stopping intermittently, but it had ended up here.

The horse had run all the way here, and having lost too much blood, it seemed to have run out of strength, but it still hadn't gotten up yet.

The horse lay on its side by the shallow pit, panting heavily, with a cliff just a few dozen feet away.

The horse is injured and lying on the ground. It's uncertain whether it can stand up again. Even if it can, this is an official horse, so it probably won't be easy to ride.

Lin Ye had never eaten horse meat before, and didn't know if it tasted good.

He looked around and found a sharper stone.

They returned to the side of the black horse.

Lin Ye said, "Good horse, you're injured and won't survive. How about I help you alleviate some of your pain?"

Lin Ye raised his palm, about to strike the horse's head.

But the horse, whether out of exhaustion or confusion, did not flinch or retreat. It stared blankly at a certain spot, as if it had already accepted its fate.

Suddenly, Lin Ye remembered something. He stopped his palm strike and took out the bottle of Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment from his pocket.

Whether this Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment is genuine or not is unknown, but since the horse is lying here waiting to die anyway, why not try the medicine on the horse?

This is a miracle cure for external injuries; it can even heal broken bones. If it were truly a genuine medicine, there would be no reason why it couldn't cure such a minor injury.

If the horse can be saved because of this, then it is a stroke of good fortune.

If it's counterfeit medicine...

Oh well, it won't matter if I skip a meat meal.

With that in mind, Lin Ye took out some of the black ointment from the medicine bottle and applied it evenly to the horse's wound.

The horse didn't neigh, letting Lin Ye apply the medicine, but whether it was from pain or something else, tears welled up in its eyes.