My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 278 - : The Beggar Gang’s Elder Comes Out of Retirement Again

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: The Beggar Gang’s Elder Comes Out of Retirement Again

An Jing approached the “vase doll” and asked in a low voice, “What is your name?”

“I…I.”

The “vase doll” seemed at a loss and said, “They all call me Jiǔ, because I was abducted on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.”

“Jiǔ…”

An Jing glanced at Liu Yongli and said, “Take her back, find someone to bathe her, and change her into clean clothes.”

Liu Yongli responded, “Yes.”

Afterward, Liu Yongli changed Jiǔ’s clothes as An Jing had instructed. Jiǔ looked neat and beautiful, but having been raised in a large urn for years, her body was severely deformed. She had a youth’s head, yet she wore children’s clothing, which looked extremely bizarre.

Liu Yongli took out a letter and said softly, “An Tributor, the Sect Hierarch has sent a secret letter.”

The reason he had appeared behind An Jing was to deliver this urgent secret letter.

An Jing opened it and saw its general content: the impersonating Ghost Swordsman had vanished, and Zhao Qingmei hoped An Jing would return to You Mountain and then discuss their strategy.

“Let’s go.”

An Jing said, holding Jiǔ’s hand.

Since the impersonating Ghost Swordsman had disappeared, there was no further point in heading to Lingnan Dao. Aimlessly searching, like a headless fly, would only waste time and energy, so he planned to return to You Mountain first.

Jiǔ followed An Jing somewhat bewilderedly, her hand firmly grasped by someone for the first time in years, feeling warmth.

The two exited the Human Sect’s stronghold. The streets were being lashed by a fierce wind, and many famished, fleeing civilians shivered in their thin clothes, cowering at the base of walls.

An Jing felt somewhat melancholic. How could one save them all?

He couldn’t help but think of his great-uncle, Luo Chongyang, who wanted to set up a Daoist temple in this barren land.

The ways of heaven are heartless, though humans are not, but human efforts have their limits.

At the city gate, An Jing looked at Jiǔ and said, “Leaving here means you will have to come back with me to the Demon Sect Main Hall, are you willing?”

Jiǔ looked back at Zhu City, and after a long while, she said, “I am willing.”

An Jing said, “Once we’re back at the Demon Sect Main Hall, someone will teach you to read and write.”

Upon hearing this, Jiǔ’s eyes suddenly lit up, “Really?”

“Really.”

An Jing smiled lightly, “Even you will be scolded if you don’t study hard.”

Jiǔ pursed her lips and said, “I will study hard.”

What Jiǔ needed was not pity, but respect.

An Jing held Jiǔ’s hand and headed towards the city’s outskirts.

Just as they were about to leave Zhu City, An Jing suddenly halted.

Dozens of men appeared ahead, including the sharp-faced man who had been with Jiǔ earlier, and leading them was a tall, strapping man with a whiskered face, wielding a large saber that made him look extremely formidable.

The leading man glanced at Jiǔ and said coldly, “You really have some nerve.”

Seeing this, Jiǔ’s heart began to race, and her eyes filled with immense tension.

An Jing said indifferently, “I’ve always been bold.”

“Even daring to mess with my Beggar Gang.”

The man wasted no further words and waved his hand, “Attack!”

The Beggar Gang disciples who saw the gesture madly charged towards An Jing.

“Close your eyes.”

Upon hearing An Jing’s words, Jiǔ hurriedly shut her eyes.

While speaking, An Jing struck forward with a palm.

This palm was plain and simple, without any flair.

Boom!

True Qi surged forward like a tidal wave. The air dispersed, and in an instant, dozens of Zhu City Beggar Gang members who had rushed forward were struck by a tremendous force.

“Ah~!”

Even the whiskered man was hit by the True Qi, spat out blood, and fell to the ground.

An Jing had not held back at all with this move, unleashing his full strength.

When Jiǔ opened her eyes again, everyone was lying on the ground, lifeless.

She knew they were dead because she had seen many similar scenes in the courtyard, even in her room, where other “vase dolls” raised in large urns had also died several times.

Each time someone died, she would be sad for a long time.

So seeing the people lying in front of her now, her heart also felt a wave of sorrow.

“Let’s go.”

An Jing said softly.

The whiskered man kept spewing blood from his mouth. Only now did he realize he had kicked an iron plate, but it was already too late for regrets.

“Gurgle–!”

Ultimately, the burly man with whiskers failed to catch his breath and closed his eyes.

….

Yujing City, Imperial Study Room.

Behind the pearl curtain, a purple mist enveloped the area, representing none other than the current Emperor of Yan Country.

The eunuch with white eyebrows slowly walked in and said, “Your Majesty, Lv Guoyong has arrived.”

A voice came from behind the pearl curtain, “Let Minister Lv come in.”

“Yes.”

The eunuch with white eyebrows turned and left.

Soon, Lv Guoyong and the white-browed eunuch came in together.

“Greetings to Your Majesty.”

Lv Guoyong bowed deeply before the throne.

The Great Yan Emperor said, “You may sit.”

The eunuch with white eyebrows stood calmly to the side as usual.

In the entire Great Yan, only Lv Guoyong was afforded the privilege of a seat in the Imperial Study Room.

Hunched over, Lv Guoyong slowly took his seat.

The Great Yan Emperor said, “Minister Lv should be aware of the current changes above the court, I wonder if you have any thoughts on this.”

Lv Guoyong asked with a smile, “I wonder if Your Majesty wants to hear the truth or just pleasantries.”

The Great Yan Emperor said, “The truth.”

Calmly, Lv Guoyong said, “Since Your Majesty asks, this old servant will speak frankly. Your Majesty dislikes the Crown Prince and does not wish him to succeed the throne. The Second Prince prefers unorthodox swordsmanship, risks danger for great gains, and values his life when seeing profit. Should Yan Country fall into his hands, it would eventually lead to the downfall and extinction of the nation. The current chaos in the court is also a result of Your Majesty’s deliberate indulgence. With Your Majesty’s wisdom, you probably have already considered how to handle this situation.”

In any dynasty, senior officials deeply avoided discussing succession struggles, but Lv Guoyong spoke openly about it, directly hitting the critical point.

There was a long silence from behind the pearl curtain before the Great Yan Emperor finally sighed deeply and said, “Minister Lv, it has been a long time since we had a heart-to-heart conversation.”

Lv Guoyong chuckled softly, remaining silent.

The Great Yan Emperor continued, “I do not wish for the Crown Prince to succeed the throne. The events of that year are still vivid in my mind, and I am haunted by them to this day. But besides him, who else in this world is fit to ascend the great throne?”

Lv Guoyong said, “If Your Majesty could break through that shackle, you would be most suitable.”

The Great Yan Emperor did not pick up on Lv Guoyong’s suggestion, instead saying, “I hope Minister Lv can suggest someone.”

After a long silence, Lv Guoyong said, “Your Majesty already has someone in mind, why bother asking this old servant?”

The Great Yan Emperor asked in an inquiring tone, “Minister Lv, do you agree?”

He was seeking a commitment from Lv Guoyong, a commitment that would not change.

Lv Guoyong stood up, and facing the throne, he clasped his fists and said, “This old servant is willing to follow any decision Your Majesty makes.”

“Good.”

The Great Yan Emperor gave a slight nod upon hearing this, feeling relieved, as his last trace of concern was fully erased.

…..

Yun Hua Dao, a small town.

At this moment, at the end of the town, an old man with a black cloth tied around his head, holding a wine jug, was playing with several children.

The old man laughed, “Have you all hidden yet?”

“We’ve hidden!”

“We’ve hidden!”

….

The surrounding children quickly responded.

“Then I’m coming.”

Upon hearing this voice, the old man’s mouth curled into a smile, but suddenly he heard footsteps in the distance, lifted the black cloth, and said, “You play first.”

“Old You, you are cheating again.”

“Yeah, we won’t include you next time.”

The children began to complain upon seeing this.

However, the old man, holding the wine jug, turned toward the noise, and saw a woman appearing ahead. The woman, around her fifties, already had crow’s feet at the corners of her eyes, and her eyes looked weathered.

Seeing the woman, the old man couldn’t help saying, “I thought you had forgotten about this old fool.”

The woman said softly, “Dad, Qian Lin is dead.”

The old man’s eyebrows slightly raised as he asked, “How did he die?”

The woman clenched her teeth, “He was killed by a master of the Demon Sect.”

“The Demon Sect…”

The old man was momentarily stunned, then asked, “Is Jun Qinglin dead?”

This old man was none other than You Gai, once a top expert known across the world, and the woman was his daughter, You Fangyu.

You Fangyu’s eyes showed a hint of frost, “Dead.”

You Gai breathed out slowly, suddenly feeling a sense of solitude.

Friends and rivals of the past had all turned to dust, evoking a rush of sentimentality in him.

Of course, although You Gai was about a decade younger than Jun Qinglin, they had also crossed paths a few times.

You Fangyu continued, “Father, your grandson has been killed, can you really remain indifferent?”

You Gai said self-mockingly, “Only at times like this do you remember I am your father and he is my grandson.”

You Fangyu looked directly at You Gai, “Tell me, should we avenge this or not?”

You Gai asked directly, “If it were an ordinary member of the Demon Sect, you wouldn’t come to me. Tell me, who from the Demon Sect killed him?”

You Fangyu said, “Ghost Swordsman An Jing.”

“Is he a newly risen expert in the Demon Sect?”

“Exactly, the hottest swordsman in the world right now, reaching Three Qi Cultivation in his early twenties.”

“Is that true?”

Upon hearing this, a surprised look appeared in You Gai’s eyes.

To have reached Three Qi Cultivation in his early twenties, how terrifying was that?

You Fangyu’s expression darkened as he said, “Absolutely true. If it weren’t for this man killing Qian Lin, I would never have provoked him.”

You Gai looked at You Fangyu, “What was the cause?”

You Fangyu replied, “Nothing more than a porcelain doll.”

You Gai fell silent and did not speak.

As a former top expert of the Beggar Gang, he naturally understood what the Beggar Gang porcelain doll meant.

Seeing this, You Fangyu quickly said, “Once the Demon Sect returned to Great Yan, the Ghost Swordsman slaughtered widely, brutally killing countless martial arts experts. Father, it’s the perfect opportunity for you to re-enter the Jianghu and rid the Great Yan’s martial world of this scourge.”

You Gai waved his hand and said, “Old man has retired from the Jianghu and no longer involves himself in its affairs.”

“Father!”

You Fangyu’s eyes reddened as he said, “Must you just watch as your own grandson dies a horrible death, while the once greatest gang in the world declines?”

The Beggar Gang was once considered the greatest in the world, accumulating vast wealth and resources through various brutal means, thus creating countless experts.

But their success was also their downfall, leading to their ruin amid infamy, eventually suppressed by both the Court and the Zhenyi Sect, with You Gai withdrawing from the Jianghu at that time.

You Gai glanced at You Fangyu, “Wouldn’t it be a good thing if there were no more Beggar Gang in the world?”

You Fangyu looked at You Gai and after a long while, he nodded, “I understand.”

Having said that, You Fangyu walked away towards the distance.

“Wait.”

You Gai called out.

You Fangyu asked, “Father, have you changed your mind?”

You Gai said, “I want to ask about the death of Jun Qinglin and some information about the Ghost Swordsman.”

Thinking You Gai had changed his mind, You Fangyu relayed all he knew at once.

You Gai was slightly startled when he heard that Jun Qinglin had died amid the Houjin’s army.

“The Houjin army is moving south…”

You Gai furrowed his brows slightly, then seemed to realize something and said, “Why would the Ghost Swordsman, who has been slaughtering across Lingnan, appear in Yun Hua Dao?”

These two places were thousands of miles apart. Even a Three Qi Grandmaster couldn’t traverse that distance so quickly.

You Fangyu’s gaze shifted evasively and said, “I don’t know.”

You Gai, looking into his daughter’s eyes, seemed to understand something.

You Fangyu grabbed You Gai’s arm, “At this time, many are heading to the Zhenyi Sect, hoping for Sect Leader Xiao to take action, but he is still in seclusion. If you could act, our Beggar Gang’s reputation would surely resound throughout the world.”

You Gai pondered for a moment and then declared, “Go spread the word across the world, I shall meet this Ghost Swordsman.”

You Fangyu, overwhelmed with excitement, hastily said, “Good, good, I will spread the word right now.”

With that, You Fangyu walked off into the distance.

You Gai tilted his head back, glanced at the sky, and muttered, “That old geezer Jun Qinglin couldn’t even come to see me before he died.”

He then took a big gulp of his drink.

“Old You, are you playing or not? We won’t wait for you if you keep stalling like this.”

A young voice called out.

“Coming, coming.”

You Gai scurried over.

…..

While countless experts gathered on Zhenyi Mountain, seeking Xiao Qianqiu’s intervention to no avail, a significant piece of news echoed through the Jianghu.

The once elder of the Beggar Gang, You Gai, had returned to the Jianghu, seeking justice from the Ghost Swordsman on behalf of the martial world of Yan Country.

At that moment, the entire Great Yan Martial World was stirred into a frenzy by a single incident.

No one had expected this matter to rouse this seemingly immortal figure because of the Beggar Gang, whose reputation within Yan Country’s Jianghu was not very good.

However, his strength was undoubtedly phenomenal, as he was the last alive among the several Beggar Gang experts who had once elevated it to the status of the top gang under heaven.

Moreover, he was among the few who had reached the Heavenly Human Communication realm, following which Li Fuzhou once entered that realm on the Eight Feet Platform.

It is no exaggeration to say that You Gai could be considered one of the most experienced experts in the Great Yan Martial World.

Although You Gai’s reputation had not been particularly good before, the moment he stood up to uphold Jianghu’s justice, his public opinion in the martial arts community instantly reversed, and simultaneously, the prestige of the Beggar Gang once again surged.

Previously, the Beggar Gang wasn’t even counted among the top five gangs in the world, they were on a downward spiral, declining with age.

Now, with You Gai emerging from seclusion, it suddenly became extraordinarily popular.

Many then realized, obviously coming to an epiphany.

You Gai was resuming activities to boost the Beggar Gang.

No matter the various causes and effects, inviting a recluse of the martial world instead of the number one expert of the Great Yan Martial World now was acceptable to the people of Jianghu.

Nearly everyone in Yan Country’s martial circle hoped You Gai could crush the Ghost Swordsman, teaching the Demon Sect the ‘rules’ of the Great Yan Martial World.

Northern Wilderness Dao, Lishan.

After the fake ‘Ghost Swordsman’ vanished into thin air, An Jing returned to the Northern Wilderness Dao.

Because he was traveling with Ah Jiu, the journey naturally took much longer.

An Jing also had more time to admire Yan Country’s cultural environment, looking for the connections between Heaven and Earth.

Heavenly Human Communication had stumped countless experts, even An Jing was clueless about it.

Ah Jiu sat on the horseback.

An Jing pointed toward a majestic mountain range ahead, saying, “Another hundred miles, and that will be You Mountain.”

Ah Jiu also looked over, for the man before her had said that it would be her home from now on.

Her eyes were filled with hope.

Everyone has a flame burning in their hearts, but those who pass by can only see the smoke.

An Jing secretly contemplated, gifting Honghu to Zhao Qingmei as a mount, surely that would be a surprise for his wife.

Upon reflection, he realized he hadn’t really given Zhao Qingmei any significant gifts over the years.

Suddenly, An Jing sensed something and paused slightly.

His eyes shifted toward the distance.

The harsh winter, the north wind howled.

Under the dry branches ahead sat an elder with disheveled hair and a dirty face, holding a wine jug and continuously pouring into his neck.

With recent ripples across Jianghu, An Jing already knew who the newcomer was.

You Gai wiped his mouth, stood up, and, looking at the youthful face, asked tentatively.

“Are you the Ghost Swordsman?”

An Jing nodded and said, “You shouldn’t have come.”

“Yet I still came.”

You Gai glanced again at Ah Jiu who sat on the horse, then picked up a jar of wine and threw it at An Jing, saying, “This is a jar of fine wine.”

An Jing opened the seal and then downed it in one gulp.

You Gai asked with a smile, “Not afraid it’s poisoned?”

An Jing replied, “Not afraid.”

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With his cultivation and medical skills, plus the Seventh Layer of the Nameless Heart Scripture, what poison in the world could bring him death?

You Gai exclaimed, “Impressive courage.”

“Clang.”

An Jing again took a large gulp and then threw the wine jar away, “The Beggar Gang shouldn’t exist.”

You Gai agreed, “Indeed, it shouldn’t.”

An Jing asked, “Then why did you come?”

You Gai nodded, “It’s precisely because it shouldn’t exist that I must come, I am needed.”

An Jing’s eyes narrowed slightly as he said, “You had already left this Jianghu.”

You Gai replied, “But I haven’t left the world yet.”

Listening to the rustling of the grass, An Jing knew many masters had already gathered around.

No one could leave this Jianghu, including An Jing himself.

An Jing’s palm subconsciously touched the hilt of the Evil Suppressing Sword.

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