Chapter 555: Chapter 564: Beggars’ Gathering
Upon hearing the beggar’s intention to kill Wang Yan, his senior disciple hurriedly stopped him, saying, “Master, although Wang Yan is injured, and it’s said that he has no cultivation anymore and is completely an ordinary person, he is someone from Beiming Heng’s side. If we kill Wang Yan, I’m afraid Beiming Heng will seek trouble with us.”
The beggar snorted coldly, saying, “That old geezer Beiming Heng, why should I fear him? When I break through to the day of the Demon Saint, killing this old man will be as easy as turning my hand.”
However, the beggar pondered for a while, nodded, and said, “But you’re right, killing Wang Yan will definitely not be something Beiming Heng will let go of easily. Hmph, I have a way, Shi Sanquan—”
Last time, Shi Sanquan was defeated by Beiming Xue and was severely injured. Later, he was healed by the beggar and his cultivation stabilized at the Demon Master Great Perfection realm. Therefore, he was grateful to the beggar. Upon hearing the beggar’s orders, he immediately puffed up his chest, took a step forward, and said in a loud voice, “Master, what are your orders?”
The beggar said, “I command you to go and kill Wang Yan.”
Originally, Shi Sanquan was eager to try, but upon hearing the beggar’s order to kill Wang Yan, he was taken aback, shivering and retreating while waving his hands, “No… no…”
At this moment, in Shi Sanquan’s mind, he was most afraid of only two people, namely the beggar and Wang Yan, and he was even more afraid of Wang Yan than the beggar.
Seeing Shi Sanquan so incapable, the beggar’s face darkened, showing anger.
At this time, the senior disciple standing beside said to Shi Sanquan, “Third brother, Wang Yan now has no cultivation at all and is completely an ordinary person. With your cultivation of Demon Master Great Perfection, killing him should be as easy as lifting a hand. What’s there to fear?”
Shi Sanquan shook his head, saying, “No, this Wang Yan is cunning; who knows if he really is injured or just pretending to deceive me. I don’t dare to go.”
The senior disciple smiled slightly and said, “This time, Wang Yan is definitely injured. He is still being treated by Wu Xie. If you still don’t believe it, you can take a few people with you and have them test Wang Yan. If Wang Yan is really injured, you can then take action, how about it?”
Under the persuasion of the senior disciple, Shi Sanquan reluctantly agreed, muttering, “Fine, if Wang Yan is not injured, then I absolutely won’t show up.”
The senior disciple quickly said, “Agreed, if Wang Yan is not injured, then you should immediately run back to Beggar Island.”
Hearing this, Shi Sanquan reluctantly gathered over a dozen beggars and left Beggar Island, heading toward Wanghai City.
Watching Shi Sanquan leave, the beggar showed a look of unease on his face. He turned to the senior disciple and said, “I think this third brother can’t be relied on. You still need to go yourself to kill Wang Yan. If Shi Sanquan succeeds, then you don’t have to reveal yourself. If he fails, you immediately reveal yourself and kill Wang Yan.”
Upon hearing this, the senior disciple immediately agreed, but his face showed disdain, saying, “Master really overestimates this Wang Yan. With my cultivation, I can kill Wang Yan with just a finger.”
The beggar nodded and then turned to the remaining people, saying, “The rest of you, follow me to leave Beggar Island and attack Black Dragon Castle. This battle, I, the beggar, will dominate Wanghai City.”
Wang Yan, Beiming Heng, and Wu Xie parted ways after leaving Three Principles Mountain.
Wu Xie returned to Wanghai City Hospital, immediately shut himself in his office, and began to study ways to enhance Wang Yan’s Dragon Pattern.
After leaving Three Principles Mountain, Beiming Heng did not return to Wanghai City but left and went to an unknown location.
After returning to Wanghai City, Wang Yan wandered the streets and alleys daily, believing that in ordinary life, he could certainly find a way to enhance the Dragon Pattern.
One day, as Wang Yan walked along the road, he had his hands behind his back, looking helpless.
In the past few days, Wang Yan has tried everything he can think of, yet he still hasn’t found a way to enhance the Dragon Pattern.
Except for meditating at night and absorbing moonlight, which slightly improves the realm of the Dragon Pattern, he hasn’t found any other method.
By now, Wang Yan is feeling a bit gloomy. Is absorbing moonlight really the only way for the Dragon Pattern? But this method is too slow, and he doesn’t know how long it will take to enhance the realm to the level of the Demon King.
While Wang Yan was pondering, he suddenly noticed a beggar approaching him.
This beggar was filthy, with eyes tightly closed, leaning on a crutch with his right hand and holding a crumpled piece of paper in his left, seemingly asking people around for help.
However, this beggar was so dirty that everyone passing by avoided him, let alone offered help.
Being kind-hearted, Wang Yan took a few steps forward to the beggar and asked, “Is there anything I can help you with?”
The beggar, upon hearing someone speak, looked as if he found a savior, quickly pushing the piece of paper towards Wang Yan.
Wang Yan took the paper and saw an address written on it.
Wang Yan asked the beggar, “Do you want to go to this place?”
The beggar nodded quickly, saying, “Yes, could you please tell me how to get to this place?”
Wang Yan looked carefully at the beggar, noticing that his eyes were blind, and his face showed anxiety, which moved Wang Yan’s compassion, saying, “I’ll take you there.”
Upon hearing this, the beggar showed gratitude, repeatedly thanking him, “Thank you, thank you, you are a good person.”
Wang Yan held the front end of the beggar’s stick and led him in the direction of the address.
As they walked forward, they gradually moved further away from the bustling city area.
About half an hour later, Wang Yan led the beggar to a decrepit courtyard.
Wang Yan checked the address on the paper, which matched the desolate courtyard before them.
He looked back at the beggar and asked, “Are you sure this is the place?”
The beggar nodded, saying, “Yes, yes, I heard there’s a beggar gathering here today with free food, so I came.”
Wang Yan looked into the courtyard, seeing only overgrown weeds and no one inside, let alone any gathering or charity event.
Looking back carefully at the beggar, his face still showed anxiety, not seeming to be pretending at all.
Wang Yan couldn’t help but wonder, “Could you have heard the wrong information?”
The beggar shook his head, saying, “No, we beggars always share information with each other; this news can’t be wrong.”
At this moment, footsteps and the sound of sticks hitting the ground suddenly came from both sides of the street.
The beggar was delighted, saying, “You hear it, don’t you? Many beggars are coming.”
Indeed, with these sounds, dozens of beggars appeared on both sides of the road, walking towards them.
Wang Yan looked up at these beggars, and his face changed because he noticed that these approaching beggars were not ordinary people, as each of them emitted varying degrees of Power of Demon Patterns.
Although the beggars’ cultivation was not high, it was still completely superior to his current state.