Chapter 9: Dreams Come True

Haha, the leader of our gang has not taken action for many years, and there are not many people in today's world worthy of Master Guo's intervention.

Our gang leader enjoys befriending heroes of the martial world. These two, who risked their lives to act with valor, will surely have a delightful conversation with our gang leader. " Hong Nantong said with a smile. "Bring a stretcher to carry Young Hero Zhao; we shall return to the city.

We are the bodyguards of the Xinyang Zhenwu Escort Agency. This time we are returning from an escort mission, and upon reaching this place, we encountered the strongmen of the Black Wind Stronghold, who attacked us without a word. When Wang Lie arrived beside Hong Nantong, a relatively lightly injured bodyguard was speaking with Hong Nantong

That is truly a pity Wang Lie genuinely felt regret The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms just thinking about it is so imposing it would be incredibly cool to master it

Hong Nantong seemed to move slowly, yet in just a few steps, he had already reached the foot of the mountain. Wang Lie had only just covered three or four meters. "Wow, this is true lightness skill; the trash lightness skill of the Wuliang Sword Sect is simply unwatchable. I am enlightened!" Wang Lie marveled again, but this time, no glowing figure appeared in his mind. Could it be that Hong Nantong was not using lightness skill? Was it merely an enhancement of internal energy? Wang Lie speculated for a moment, did not think much further, and continued to pursue.

The elder of the Beggar's Sect, Hong Nantong, asked, "I do not know who you two are, and why you are here fighting with someone?" The elder with nine bags looked down from a height, speaking in a somewhat questioning tone, but at least he introduced himself, which can be considered as following the rules.

"In any case, you saved me once." Wang Lie, who had regained some strength, stood up and walked to Zhao Xiaonian's side, patting his shoulder and saying, "How about it, can you still get up? Let's go meet the people from the Beggar's Sect"

A group of people chatted as they walked, and before long, they arrived at the branch of the Beggars' Sect located in the western suburbs of Xinyang. This was a rather large estate. "Who says the Beggars' Sect is made up of beggars? They are clearly wealthy, alright," Wang Lie thought to himself.

"Very well, leave two people to help these two young heroes bandage their wounds, the rest of you come with me!" Hong Nantong instructed

He cupped his hands and said, "I am Wang Lie. The one lying down is Zhao Xiaonian, a disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect. We were passing through this place when we discovered someone blocking the road to rob us. Look, it is those few over there. We attempted to uphold justice, but unfortunately, our skills were inferior. If it weren't for you esteemed heroes, we would have certainly fallen here today." Wang Lie pointed to the few bodyguards below the hill, who, after the bandits left, were too exhausted to get up from the ground.

"There is no need to get up and discuss the books, we have come over." Before Zhao Xiaonian could respond, a voice came from above.

However, it is not without opportunity. Soon, Shaolin will hold a martial arts conference, which may elect a new leader of the martial arts world. At that time, there may be a chance to witness the unparalleled prowess of the gang leader once again said Hong Nantong, filled with nostalgia

I am not clear about this, but the ones below should know. Although Wang Lie vaguely heard the words "Heifengzhai," there is no need to elaborate too much. Zhao Xiaonian, taking Wang Lie as the main focus, naturally would not say much either

He ordered someone to return to the city to send a message, and after comforting a few bodyguards, Hong Nantong turned to Wang Lie and said: "Since this young hero Wang is passing through Xinyang, why not take the opportunity to rest at our Beggar's Sect? It is truly embarrassing that the two young heroes encountered such an incident on our turf!"

Thank you, Xiaonian, this time I was reckless

It seems that the heroes of the Beggar's Sect have arrived, and we have finally escaped a calamity said Zhao Xiaonian with a sigh of relief

Brothers, do not leave! These bandits dare to cause trouble on our Beggar's Sect territory. If we do not teach them a lesson, others will think our Beggar's Sect is merely a name without substance!

Wang Lie followed Hong Nantong to a courtyard, where two bearded men in their forties or fifties were sitting on a stone bench on the north side of the yard, drinking tea. Not far in front of them, a young man in his twenties was practicing martial arts. Before he could clearly see the faces of the three men, a celestial voice rang in Wang Lie's ear

Wang Lie turned around and saw several people holding bamboo staffs standing at the top of the hill, watching him. The leader, who was prominently adorned with nine pockets, turned out to be a Nine-Pocket Elder

"Brother Wang, are you alright?" Zhao Xiaonian exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Wang Lie collapsed on the ground, surprisingly still conscious and not having fainted.

"As you wish," Wang Lie replied, "I have long heard that the Beggar's Sect is the largest sect in the world, and I am here to pay a visit with great boldness."

I have long heard that the renowned hero Guo possesses the unparalleled Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, unmatched in the world, and I truly hope to have the fortune to witness it. Wang Lie casually boasted, yet upon hearing Guo speak, he was unexpectedly struck by a sense of calling him Guo Jing.

Ding—Lingbo Weibu, the unique lightness skill of the Xiaoyao Sect

Oh? Do the two of you know who the robbers were?

"It's nothing to worry about," Wang Lie said after a short while, waving his hand. At that moment, a commotion of voices came from behind the hillside.

"And the Black Wind Stronghold! It's those people again!" Hong Nantong remained silent as a disciple of the Beggar's Sect, clad in eight pockets, said resentfully, "In the past six months, they have been committing crimes all around Xinyang, clearly provoking our Beggar's Sect! Elder, I request permission to eliminate this Black Wind Stronghold!" The other disciples of the Beggar's Sect were also restless, eager to follow suit and request permission. "In the past six months, they have been committing crimes all around Xinyang, clearly provoking our Beggar's Sect! Elder, I request permission to eliminate this Black Wind Stronghold!" The other disciples of the Beggar's Sect were also restless, eager to follow suit and request permission.

Come, Young Hero Wang, our leader is entertaining guests, and I will introduce you. Hong Nantong led Wang Lie directly through the hall into the room, and with this elder accompanying them, they faced no obstacles along the way

Hong Nantong, upon first meeting, appeared serious, yet when he spoke of the Beggar's Sect, he was eloquent and unrestrained, "If we are to talk about our Beggar's Sect, thirty years ago we were not the largest sect in the world. Fortunately, our leader, 'Wind and Fire Divine Dragon' Guo Yan, is wise and martial, with unparalleled martial arts, which has led us to this point today.

"Be quiet, Black Wind Stronghold is one of the Eighteen Strongholds of Lianyun. Lianyun Mountain is over four hundred miles away from our Xinyang. The fact that Black Wind Stronghold has come to our Xinyang to commit crimes is likely suspicious. I will report this to the leader immediately!" Hong Nantong shouted angrily

Our Beggar's Sect headquarters is located in Luoyang. Although Xinyang is not the location of our main headquarters, in recent years, the sect leader has resided in Xinyang, and thus the Xinyang branch has temporarily taken on the responsibilities of the main headquarters. Upon hearing Wang Lie's assumption that Xinyang was the headquarters of the Beggar's Sect and the Library, Hong Nantong explained to Wang Lie.

Wang Lie certainly does not care about his tone, as he does not possess the overly sensitive pride that many others have, feeling uncomfortable if he is not the center of attention.

Hong Nantong did not say much, nodding slightly as he walked down. Wang Lie gave Zhao Xiaonian a glance and followed him down.

"You are being too harsh with your words." Although Zhao Xiaonian could not sit up yet, he waved his hands repeatedly while lying down. After witnessing Wang Lie's acupoint striking skills, he truly believed that Wang Lie was someone of great significance. Previously, when he saw Wang Lie's lack of knowledge about the affairs of the martial world, he had doubted whether he was a con artist. Reflecting on this, Zhao Xiaonian felt a twinge of guilt, "It is the duty of those of us who practice martial arts to draw our swords in aid of those who are wronged."

"Wind and Fire Divine Dragon? Guo Yan?" Wang Lie thought to himself, "I have not heard of it, and I do not understand. The 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils' only mentioned Wang Jiantong, and the leaders from earlier generations were not mentioned. I do not know how many generations have passed in between?"

I see. Wang Lie remembered that he wasn't very clear about it either, and he didn't expect there to be such a section. However, he didn't mind, as most of the people he was familiar with had not been born yet. Although Xinyang should have Madam Ma and Xiao Jinghu, at this moment, there should be nothing there.

I am fine, I will go with you all. Wang Lie quickly said, Please help me take care of this companion.