73: Ding Chunqiu, I'll lend you my power!

"Is it over just like that?"

"Isn't Old Monster of Xingxiu notoriously fierce? How come he couldn't even last a hundred Moves against Chief Murong?"

"Chief Murong truly possesses peerless divine skill."

Everyone was moved.

Although the Xingxiu Sect hadn't been to the Central Plains for a long time, its fierce reputation had always circulated there.

Now that their Ancestral Master had been captured, one could imagine the impact it had on people.

"Master!"

Zhai Xing Zi and the others looked at Ding Chunqiu in disbelief.

Ding Chunqiu's face was ashen. Against Ning Yuan, whether it was Internal Skill, light footwork, or Move, he was perfectly countered. Even his proud Poison Skill was useless. It was hard not to lose.

Soon, the other members of the Xingxiu Sect were also captured.

A Zi's eyes widened at this sight, filled with disbelief.

Although she knew Murong Fu had a great reputation, she never expected that the terrifying Old Monster of Xingxiu, who had brought her such immense fear and seemed invincible in her eyes, would be defeated by the opponent in just dozens of Moves.

"Isn't Dissolving Skill the strongest? Why would it..."

A Zi murmured to herself.

She had stolen the Divine Wood King Cauldron precisely to Cultivate Dissolving Skill.

Now that the Old Monster of Xingxiu, who created this martial art, was easily defeated, what use would it be even if she mastered it?

She still wouldn't be Murong Fu's opponent.

"What 'Dissolving Skill is the strongest'? My husband's martial arts are the strongest."

Mu Wanqing heard A Zi's murmur and couldn't help but snort.

A Zi didn't retort this time.

Her mind was blank from the shock.

She had no other thoughts..."Congratulations, Chief, for your peerless divine skill and awe-inspiring might!"

"Congratulations, Chief, for capturing Old Monster of Xingxiu and eliminating a scourge from the Martial Forest."

"Congratulations, Chief Murong, for another glorious victory!"

Both the Beggar Clan members and other Martial Forest figures immediately offered their congratulations.

Ning Yuan smiled, cupped his hands, and said, "You flatter me, brothers. This Old Monster of Xingxiu was famous in the Jianghu thirty years ago, but little did he know that the waves of Jianghu are ever-changing, with each wave stronger than the last. His era passed long ago. Now he dares to return to the Central Plains to commit evil deeds. Even if he hadn't met me, he would have met someone else to eliminate this scourge for the people."

Ning Yuan smiled and cupped his hands, saying.

"Chief, what should we do with Ding Chunqiu and the Xingxiu Sect members?"

At this moment, Chen Guyan stepped forward and asked.

Ning Yuan casually replied, "First, take them down and investigate their crimes one by one. As for Ding Chunqiu, he is, after all, the leader of a sect, so he should not be treated lightly. I will hand him over to his sect for disposal."

Ning Yuan said casually.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately cupped their fists to show their understanding.

"Since this little interlude is over, I invite all brothers to take their seats and drink fine wine together."

Ning Yuan shouted loudly, holding a jar of wine.

The surrounding people immediately cheered and agreed.

If there had been any doubt about Ning Yuan's strength and achievements before, his recent Move, effortlessly capturing the most troublesome Old Monster of Xingxiu in the Jianghu, left everyone in awe.

Ding Chunqiu's Dissolving Skill was infamous, making many wary.

After all, once hit, a lifetime of Cultivation would turn to naught.

Decades of hard work ruined in an instant.

This was more unbearable than death.

Soon, everyone took their seats.

Jar after jar of wine was brought up.

A Zhu and the other five sat at a separate table.

As the wine flowed, the atmosphere in the county town grew livelier.

It didn't end until late at night.

Inside the main hall of the Beggar Clan's headquarters.

Ning Yuan sat at the head seat, looked at Skill Transmission Elder, and suddenly said, "Elder Xiang, as the Beggar Clan Leader, I should strengthen our clan. I have decided to contribute my family's unique skill, Star Shift, to the clan. What do you think, Elder Xiang?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the many Elders present immediately showed expressions of emotion.

Skill Transmission Elder even sprang to his feet, "Chief, is this true?"

After speaking, he quickly reacted and hastily explained, "Chief, Star Shift is a unique skill passed down in the Murong Family. If it is left to the Beggar Clan, won't it..."

Ning Yuan said with a righteous expression, "Elder Xiang, there's no need to say more. Since I am now the Beggar Clan Leader, I should naturally contribute to the strength of the Beggar Clan."

Ning Yuan spoke with an air of righteousness.

At the same time, he took out the Secret Manual of 'Star Shift' from his bosom.

"Chief is truly noble!"

All the Elders present stood up with solemn expressions, cupped their fists to Ning Yuan, their faces full of admiration.

To contribute a family's unique skill, and one that is a top-tier unique skill of this era, to the clan—what kind of noble character is that?

"From now on, our Beggar Clan will have three great unique skills circulating!"

Bai Shijing also said with a chuckle.

"Elders, I have an appointment to attend and will not be staying in the clan. All clan affairs will be handled by Vice Chief Bai. Besides Elder Xiang, all other Elders may return to rest."

"We understand."

The Elders stood up and took their leave.

Only Ning Yuan and Skill Transmission Elder remained in the hall.

"May I ask what the Chief needs me to do?"

Skill Transmission Elder asked cautiously.

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"Elder Xiang, there's no need to be nervous. This is the 'Star Shift' Secret Manual I promised; please keep it safe."

Ning Yuan pushed the Secret Manual towards Skill Transmission Elder.

Skill Transmission Elder's face was solemn. He hadn't expected Murong Fu to be serious. He solemnly took the Secret Manual and stood up excitedly, saying, "Chief, rest assured, I will protect this unique skill well."

"Mm."

Ning Yuan nodded slightly, then continued, "As the Beggar Clan Leader, I have already mastered the Dog Beating Staff Technique. Elder Xiang, where is our Beggar Clan's foremost unique skill, the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms?"

Upon hearing this, Skill Transmission Elder suddenly looked up at Ning Yuan, who was smiling.

Only then did he understand why the other party had suddenly mentioned leaving 'Star Shift' with the Beggar Clan; it was clearly a ploy for the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms.

Elder Xiang hesitated, wanting to refuse, but he now held the Secret Manual of Star Shift in his hand, making him caught between a rock and a hard place.

"Elder Xiang? What's wrong? As the Beggar Clan Leader, am I not allowed to Cultivate the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms?"

Ning Yuan still asked kindly.

Elder Xiang came back to his senses, quickly lowered his head, cupped his fists, and said, "As the Beggar Clan Leader, you can naturally Cultivate the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, and it is also a unique skill that only the Chief can Cultivate."

As he said this, Elder Xiang also sighed softly.

He truly had no reason to refuse.

Since Murong Fu had been chosen as the Beggar Clan Leader, he naturally had the qualifications to Cultivate this martial art that only the Chief could Cultivate.

"This subordinate will go and bring the Secret Manual to the Chief now."

Elder Xiang stood up, cupped his fists, and said.

"Thank you, Elder Xiang!"

Ning Yuan nodded with a smile, watching Elder Xiang leave.

Although he had given up 'Star Shift' to make the other party unable to refuse, he didn't care.

After all, he was just a passerby, and the Murong Family's unique skill being spread would not affect him much.

On the contrary, having an additional supreme martial art might bring him more benefits..."Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!"

In the room, Ning Yuan flipped through the Secret Manual.

His smile grew wider and wider.

At the same time, his attributes also changed quite a bit again.

[Current World: demi-gods and semi-devils]

[Time Remaining: 40 days]

[Luck: 555]

[Current Identity: Murong Fu]

[Current Talent: A Thousand Miles a Day (Active, Cultivation speed increased by 100 times)]

[Cultivation: Super First-Class]

[Martial Arts: Bei Ming Divine Skill, Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, Xiao Wu Xiang Skill, Six Meridian Divine Sword, Lingbo Microstep, Star Shift, Canhe Finger, Dog Beating Staff Technique...]

"A single Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms actually increased my Luck by 50 points. Coupled with the Luck gained from the Beggar Clan Leader position before, it's already over 100 points."

"It seems the method to gain Luck isn't just by seizing the protagonist's Opportunity; that's just the simplest and most direct way."

Ning Yuan thought silently to himself.

His becoming the Beggar Clan Leader might have stolen Zhuang Juxian's Luck, but acquiring the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms would not affect Qiao Feng, as Qiao Feng had already mastered this martial art.

The two did not conflict.

"Now, it's just a matter of finding the right Opportunity to thoroughly Master the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms."

"I'll just wait for this Zhenlong Chess Game to obtain Wu Yazi's seventy years of cultivation, then I can use my Cousin's power to advance further!"

Ning Yuan's gaze gradually became firm... The next day.

Ning Yuan came to the place where Ding Chunqiu was held.

Seeing Ning Yuan, Ding Chunqiu asked with an ugly expression, "Murong Fu, what exactly do you want to do?"

Ning Yuan sneered, "Ding Chunqiu, it seems years of being flattered have made you forget what your identity is now."

"A prisoner also has the right to negotiate with me?"

"You!"

Ding Chunqiu's face alternated between green and pale. How many years had it been since he suffered such a great humiliation?

For so many years, he had always been the one flattered, but now he was trampled underfoot, which made Ding Chunqiu resentful.

"Ding Chunqiu, lend me your cultivation."

Ning Yuan's hand suddenly grabbed Ding Chunqiu's shoulder. The next moment, Bei Ming Divine Skill circulated, and Ding Chunqiu's face instantly turned pale, his body trembling as his cultivation uncontrollably poured into Ning Yuan's body.

"You dare to absorb my cultivation?"

Ding Chunqiu's eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief, "I have Poison Skill throughout my body, aren't you afraid of poisoning yourself to death?"

Ning Yuan's lips curved slightly, "Ding Chunqiu, it seems you don't understand the Bei Ming Divine Skill at all. Mere Poison Skill can be dissolved in an instant, no different from ordinary True Qi."

Ning Yuan's lips curved slightly.

Feeling the True Qi in his body beginning to strengthen again, Ning Yuan's smile grew wider and wider, "This is much more satisfying than bitter Cultivation."

A strange light flashed in Ning Yuan's eyes and quickly disappeared.

Even a ten-thousand-fold increase was not as effective as absorbing a Master of the same level.

As his entire cultivation was seized by Ning Yuan, Ding Chunqiu's rosy complexion visibly aged at a speed perceptible to the naked eye.