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

Spider's eyebrows furrowed, and just then, her eyes widened as she saw six figures rushing towards her from afar. Among them was none other than Wei Yixiao, the Green-Winged Bat King, whom she had seen before.

Lin Ye and Zhu'er, lying in the shadows, could clearly see that the people rushing towards them from afar were none other than Wei Yixiao and the Five Wanderers.

"Azure-Winged Bat King, the Five Wanderers are all here..."

Lin Ye thought to himself, "They really came fast. Luckily, I managed to get Zhu'er out of the way in time."

The six people continued walking towards the tunnel that Lin Ye had just discovered.

Seeing this, Lin Ye understood that the tunnel was not a secret passage of the Ming Cult, but rather an ordinary tunnel leading to the Ming Cult's headquarters.

All that could be heard was the six people talking at once, all with smiles on their faces. It was rumored that the Ming Cult had fallen apart and the Five Wanderers had left Bright Peak in anger. It seemed that after the incident of healing his injuries, Wei Yixiao had a good relationship with the Five Wanderers.

In addition, at first glance, Wei Yixiao's internal injuries seem to have improved considerably.

As Lin Ye was thinking, Wei Yixiao suddenly stopped when the voices of six people came to the tunnel entrance.

Just as he was about to lift the weeds, he saw Wei Yixiao stop and sniff around, and asked curiously, "Brother Wei, what's wrong?"

"Someone's here. I can smell someone," Wei Yixiao said, sniffing the air.

Lin Ye heard this and frowned slightly. To avoid being exposed, he and Zhu'er had hidden themselves completely behind the mound, leaving no trace. He never expected that Wei Yixiao could still smell it.

No, it's the scent he left behind when he and Zhu'er stopped at the tunnel entrance.

As expected of a vampire bat, it sucks so much human blood, its nose is really sensitive.

Zhou Dian looked around and called out, "Where's anyone?"

After a while, Zhou Dian's voice rang out again: "Haha, here it is!"

Lin Ye frowned slightly. The voice was not close to him and Zhu'er, and he did not know who they had discovered. However, he feared that this was Zhou Dian's feint, so he remained still.

However, he had already secretly gathered his strength, and as soon as someone discovered him, he would strike first.

"Old bat, there's a strong, healthy man here. You're still recovering from your internal injuries, why don't you come and get some nourishment?"

Wei Yixiao leaped towards a certain spot, followed by his voice: "So it's you, kid."

"Esteemed seniors, I am merely passing by by chance. Please be kind enough to let me pass."

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat. The voice was Zhang Wuji's. He peeked out and saw that it was indeed Zhang Wuji.

It turned out that the two had split up and were about to meet here. He hid with Zhu'er, but Zhang Wuji was discovered by them.

Spider exclaimed in surprise, "Brother A Niu has been discovered! Hey, aren't you his older brother? Aren't you going to try to save him?"

At this time, Zhang Wuji had not yet rescued the Ruijin Banner from Abbess Miejue and had no gratitude towards the Ming Cult. Now that he had fallen into their hands, he was like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

Lin Ye did not answer, but stared intently. Zhang Wuji possessed the Nine Yang Divine Skill, so even if he was no match for the six people, they could not harm him for a while.

Even if we were to save them, we would have to wait for a chance to kill them with a single blow.

Zhang Wuji only has internal strength, no fighting techniques. In a real fight, he can only entangle with one person at most and can't be of much help.

This is a good opportunity to train this kid.

Zhou Dian said, "Old Bat, do you recognize this kid?"

Wei Yi laughed and said, "This kid is in cahoots with the kid who injured me."

Zhou Dian exclaimed, "So it was you who harmed the old bat, and now you've harmed me too!"

The Iron-Crowned Taoist said, "Brother Zhou, Brother Wei was not injured by him."

"No difference, kid. I'm asking you, where's that kid who was with you?"

Leng Qian said, "If he's here, that kid can't be far away either."

Two other individuals encountered them on the way and heard their account of what had happened.

He said, "Boys, what are you doing here?"

Everyone chimed in, wanting to get to the bottom of things.

"I... I just got lost," Zhang Wuji said.

Peng Yingyu said, "You got lost all the way here, kid. Do you even know where you are?"

"You don't know? Then I'll teach you."

As Wei Yixiao spoke, he lunged at Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji was startled and thrust his palms forward. This move was not a sophisticated technique; it was simply a gathering of Nine Yang Internal Force in his palms.

It was a solution he came up with in a moment of desperation.

Wei Yixiao was shocked. He could see the internal force contained in the opponent's palm strike. His internal injuries had not yet healed, so he dared not take the blow. He ducked and dodged.

He cursed, "You little rascal!"

With a swift movement, he suddenly floated to the top of Zhang Wuji's head.

With the help of the Five Wanderers' internal energy, Wei Yixiao's internal injuries, though not fully healed, were mostly cured. Now, he used his superb lightness skill once again.

Before Zhang Wuji could react, Wei Yixiao had already grabbed his shoulders.

"Let him be strong as he may, the gentle breeze still caresses the mountain ridge."

The Nine Yang Divine Skill is a powerful defensive and counter-attack technique. When Wei Yixiao slapped him, Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang True Qi naturally countered, returning the force of the attack with the same force.

Wei Yixiao's slap actually sent him flying.

Fortunately, his internal strength was not weak and his lightness skill was excellent. He flipped in the air and landed steadily, thus avoiding making a fool of himself. He was already surprised.

Wei Yi laughed and asked, "Hey kid, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

When Wei Yixiao faced Lin Ye, Lin Ye didn't need to use any defensive or counter-attacking techniques. Wei Yixiao had the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, and attacking with palm force was actually more efficient.

Although Zhang Wuji was taught martial arts by the Golden Lion King and Zhang Cuishan in his childhood, he was still young and playful and did not like martial arts, so he did not practice properly at all.

Although the techniques passed down by Zhang Sanfeng were exquisite, he had not mastered them.

Zhou Dian said in surprise, "This kid's internal strength is quite strong. Brother Wei, you'd better be careful."

The other casual practitioners all felt the same way; although this kid didn't have many moves, his internal strength was no less than Wei Yixiao's.

Zhang Wuji did not answer, but said, "Seniors, I have no grudge against you and really do not want to hurt anyone. Let's stop fighting here."

Zhou Dian shouted, "You brat, how arrogant you are! Do you even know that the Five Wanderers of the Ming Cult and the Green-Winged Bat King are here? You think you can hurt us?"

Just then, someone quietly crept up behind Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji was startled; the person's movements were so swift and unpredictable that they attacked him while Zhou Dian was speaking.

He had just turned around when a huge cloth bag came crashing down on him, and then everything went black before his eyes, and he couldn't see anything at all.

He was about to strike the spot where the figure had just appeared when the opening of the sack beneath his feet suddenly closed, pulling him inside.

With a gentle pull at the bottom of the bag, he fell headfirst to the ground.

He struggled to his feet and swung his arms around with all his might, but even with his immense strength, the bag was completely unaffected. When he struck the bag with his palm, it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea. He tried to stretch it out with both arms, but he couldn't break it.

After struggling for a long time, all efforts were in vain.