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

Two people pushed open the door and entered the boudoir. Lin Ye looked out from behind the tapestry and saw two young girls.

One was dressed in a light yellow silk shirt, her clothes were luxurious, and the other was younger, a maid. The maid had crooked eyes and a crooked mouth, and her back was hunched. Her feet were chained together, and she walked with a rustling sound.

Lin Ye could see clearly that these were Yang Buhui and Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao said, "Miss, you haven't eaten all day. I'll have someone bring you some food, please eat something."

Yang Buhui slapped Xiao Zhao across the face and cursed:

"All you do is eat! With the six major sects besieging our Ming Cult, how can I possibly have an appetite?"

"Hmph, could it be that you're planning to poison me so you can coordinate with the six major sects from within?"

The slap was extremely hard, and Xiao Zhao staggered back a step, covering the half of her face that had been hit. She looked very wronged and pitiful, but she just silently helped Yang Buhui sit down, not daring to say anything.

Lin Ye lost his patience and thrust out a palm, the wind from which extinguished the candles on the dressing table, plunging half the room into darkness.

Yang Buhui and Xiao Zhao were outside the embroidered curtains, unaware of the commotion inside the boudoir. Seeing that it was still dark inside, they assumed the candle had burned out.

Yang Buhui scolded, "Why aren't you relighting the candles?"

In fact, Xiao Zhao had the same idea as Yang Buhui. It wasn't that she hadn't thought of it, but Yang Buhui didn't like her, so he always scolded her before she took any action.

Xiao Zhao responded softly, passed through the curtain, came to the dressing table, took out a tinderbox, blew on it a few times, and lit it.

At this distance, Lin Ye was right behind her. While her attention was focused on the tinderbox and candle, Lin Ye quickly moved behind her and struck her pressure points twice.

This also silenced her, preventing her from speaking even though she knew who was coming.

Xiao Zhao looks rather ugly and has a hunchback, but she actually has a solid foundation in martial arts and her internal strength is not weak. She just doesn't want to show it in front of Yang Buhui and Yang Xiao.

Yang Buhui was furious when she saw that no candlelight had been lit behind the curtain for a long time. She didn't think anything was wrong and assumed that Xiao Zhao was up to something again.

He yelled, "What are you doing in there?"

He asked a question, but received no response. Unable to contain himself any longer, he flung open the curtain and rushed into the inner room, where he saw Xiao Zhao standing motionless, holding a tinderbox in one hand.

Just as she was beginning to suspect something, Lin Ye also struck her pressure points from behind.

Yang Buhui cursed inwardly, thinking that Xiao Zhao was indeed a spy, having colluded with someone from the inside to bring them here, and that he should have killed her long ago.

A thought flashed through his mind, but something felt off. If he had already succeeded, why was Xiao Zhao still not moving?

He glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, hoping to catch a glimpse of the person and remember their appearance so that even in death he would know who to seek revenge against.

In that instant, both girls were rendered mute by acupressure points and had all their acupoints activated, causing their eyes to roll backward simultaneously.

Lin Ye had already acupunctured the pressure points and didn't pay any more attention to them. He then groped around the bed again, and the two of them finally caught a glimpse of what it was: a tall man.

Lin Ye searched for a long time but still couldn't find it, and his brows furrowed more and more.

In the eyes of the two women, this strange man had already turned their bed upside down and was in complete disarray.

Yang Buhui was furious when she saw that the other party had not only acupunctured her but also made such a mess of her bed. She was just too angry to say a word or two.

Unlike Yang Buhui, Xiao Zhao was secretly surprised. This person's purpose was so clear, he must have come for the secret passage. Who was this person?

Just then, Lin Ye, who was lying on the bed, touched something with his right hand, and the bed board suddenly split in the middle. To Yang Buhui's incredulous gaze, Lin Ye fell off her bed.

Before Lin Ye could lift the blanket, those things fell down with him.

It fell several feet before finally stopping.

A soft sound came from above, and the bed board was back to its original position.

Lin Ye took out a tinderbox and lit a torch. He saw smooth stone walls on both sides. He tapped left and right, and when he tapped a hollow spot, the bed board above separated again. He felt a little relieved.

Returning to the top, he lifted the two girls onto the bed. This time, Lin Ye knew where the switch was, and with a single flip, the bed separated again.

The two women fell to the ground.

The two women were unable to move, but fortunately, there was a thick layer of soft grass underneath them, and the fallen bedsheets prevented them from feeling any pain.

Lin Ye repeated the operation above, then landed himself, leaping through the air to avoid stepping on the two people.

The only way to avoid being discovered is to kill them or hide them.

Lin Ye didn't want the former, so he could only choose the latter, and hiding in this secret passage was undoubtedly the safest option.

When Yang Buhui entered the secret passage for the first time, he was greatly surprised. He never expected that the bed he had slept on for nearly ten years was actually the entrance to a secret passage.

Xiao Zhao, on the other hand, had come down more than once in order to explore the secrets of the Ming Cult, but each time she could only walk a few dozen feet before the road ended.

Yang Buhui was still wondering when Xiao Zhao stared intently at Lin Ye, wondering what he would do next and why he had brought them down.

Yang Buhui was still wondering when Xiao Zhao stared intently at Lin Ye, wondering what he would do next and why he had brought them down.

Just then, faint shouts could be heard from above, probably indicating that someone had infiltrated.

Lin Ye guessed that they had already discovered the two men's bodies. Fortunately, he entered the secret passage in time. Even if the people above discovered him, they would never have imagined that he would sneak into the secret passage.

This secret passage was only accessible to successive sect leaders, so Yang Xiao probably wouldn't dare to enter.

Lin Ye didn't take these things to heart. He held up his torch and walked inside. He walked straight for several dozen feet along the rain path until he reached the end.

According to the original story, there is a heavy stone door here that cannot be opened unless one has immense strength or profound internal energy.

Xiao Zhao's internal strength was insufficient to push open the stone gate, so she could only return the way she came.

Lin Ye possessed the Nine Yang Divine Skill, so pushing it was naturally no problem for him. However, he did not touch the stone door. Instead, he stuck the torch aside and stood there waiting.

Seeing that the person hadn't reappeared for a long time, Xiao Zhao simply focused her energy and tried to break through the acupoint. However, how could she undo the acupoint that Lin Ye had sealed in such a short time? After only the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, there was no sign that the blocked acupoint had been opened.

On the other side, Yang Buhui heard the shouts from above but could not call for help, and she became secretly anxious.

Lin Ye glanced back; the two girls couldn't undo the pressure points he had pressed for at least an hour.

Thinking of this, he continued to stare at the stone door. Just then, the stone door suddenly moved. Although it was slow, it was being pushed from the other side at a constant speed.

Then, a bald old man appeared in front of Lin Ye; it was none other than Cheng Kun.

Cheng Kun finally managed to push open the stone door, and his eyes met Lin Ye's. He immediately stared in astonishment.

"Master Yuanzhen, it's been a long time."

Lin Ye said something, and the next second, he struck Cheng Kun's crown with a palm from above.