"Where is Master Qiao?" Shangguan Hongyu asked, frowning.

Bian Lang said, "They probably won't dare to come out until after dark."

It wasn't long before it got dark, so Shangguan Hongyu went to the kitchen to cook.

Bian Lang still managed to get Qiao Feng's body out of the ruins and temporarily placed it in the woodshed next door.

The collapsed inn for transporting corpses will probably be repaired soon.

Unsuspecting people might assume that these corpse-transporting inns were all built with money from the corpse-transporting inns of martial arts sects.

In fact, those who paid for it were all high-ranking officials, nobles, or wealthy tycoons.

Their purpose in doing this was naturally to accumulate merit, so that their family and descendants could live in peace and prosperity, and so that their wealth could accumulate more and more.

Shangguan Hongyu prepared the meal, but she had little appetite.

Bian Lang, on the other hand, ate with great relish.

Even the Grand Master of the Yihua Palace came to snatch Qiao Feng's remains; the road ahead will likely be even more difficult.

...

Xiangyang.

Juxiongzhuang.

Quan Guanqing stared at the corpses of the two Beggars' Sect disciples with a cold expression.

“I told you long ago, this trick won’t work.” You Tanzhi’s voice was full of sarcasm.

Quan Guanqing angrily said, "Shut up."

You Tanzhi chuckled.

Although Shangguan Hongyu is a rising star in the martial arts world, her martial arts skills are not weak. To assassinate her, at least an elder-level expert would be needed to succeed.

Quan Guanqing only sent two ordinary disciples, thinking he could get rid of Bian Lang and Shangguan Hongyu. He was dreaming.

"If you ask me, I think I could still catch up with them if I went now," You Tanzhi said, eager to try.

Quan Guanqing waved his hand and said, "No need, I will go myself. You need to stay in Xiangyang and defend against the Jin invaders."

"Quan Guanqing, tell me what you really want?" You Tanzhi could never see through Quan Guanqing.

Quan Guan said in a cold voice, "Just do your job. As for the rest, don't ask or care."

You Tanzhi was happy to stay in Xiangyang City; chasing after Bian Lang and Shangguan Hongyu might not have been a good idea.

"Don't let anything go wrong before I get back," Quan Guanqing said, still somewhat worried.

You Tanzhi chuckled and said, "If that's the case, why don't you become the gang leader yourself?"

Quan Guanqing naturally had his own compelling reasons.

Otherwise, who would want to create a puppet gang leader?

Besides, this puppet leader might not always be obedient.

...

Three hundred li away.

Walking a hundred miles in one night is only a matter of three nights.

After the disturbance caused by the Moon Invitation, the journey proceeded smoothly without any further setbacks, making it all the more unsettling.

Bian Lang has always maintained a relaxed attitude.

In this martial arts world, with his profound five hundred years of skill and now the perfected Tathagata Palm, he fears no one.

Even if Yaoyue and Yan Nantian joined forces, Bian Lang was confident that he could turn them to ashes with a single palm strike.

"It was the same when we were moving Rama's remains." Shangguan Hongyu felt that greater dangers were always ahead.

Bian Lang said, "I think the biggest enemy is the Beggars' Sect."

Shangguan Hongyu thought of the two Beggar Clan disciples and felt that Bian Lang's words made a lot of sense.

On the third night, everything remained calm.

Perhaps the real danger lies at the Beggars' Sect headquarters.

But to my surprise, a group of dark figures appeared ahead of me as soon as I set off tonight.

The group was large, all dressed in black and masked, carrying broadswords and exuding a menacing aura.

"If you want to live, leave your corpse behind and get out of here right now." The person who spoke had a hoarse voice, as if he only had half a breath left.

Shangguan Hongyu drew her Red Rain Sword with a swish and said coldly, "If you want to touch Master Qiao's body, you'll have to ask the sword in my hand first."

"Lord Shangguan's swordsmanship is divine, and we know we are no match for him. But before you draw your sword, Lord Shangguan, please think carefully. There are more than three hundred of us here," the man continued.

Shangguan Hongyu was secretly alarmed, but said aloud, "Don't even mention three hundred people, even if there are three thousand people, they can't touch Master Qiao's corpse."

"If that's the case, then I won't waste any more words, attack." The man waved his hand, and the shadowy figures on both sides raised their knives and charged forward swiftly.

Shangguan Hongyu gripped the sword tighter and whispered, "Brother Bian, be careful. If you can't hold them off, don't worry about Master Qiao's body."

This was something Quan Guanqing specifically instructed him to do.

Shangguan Hongyu never expected that three hundred people would suddenly appear to rob Qiao Feng's body.

Clang clang clang.

Shangguan Hongyu flipped her body, constantly deflecting the long swords that were slashing at her.

She wanted to block out as many people as possible, but she knew it was impossible.

More than 300 people rushed forward, but Shangguan Hongyu only had one sword and was quickly overwhelmed by the rain of blades.

The leader was extremely skilled in martial arts. He appeared in front of Bian Lang as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

"Master Bian, why bother?" The man slowly drew his long sword.

Although the man was masked, Bian Lang could still tell that his voice had been deliberately altered.

The person leading this was Quan Guanqing.

What was Quan Guanqing's purpose in snatching Qiao Feng's remains?

Bian Lang remained expressionless and asked softly, "Chief Quan, why are you doing this?"

“Master Bian, it’s not too late to leave now.” The man simply took off his mask, revealing Quan Guanqing’s face.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "Master Quan, I think you don't really understand us corpse drivers. Once a corpse driver takes a body, even if it costs them their own life, they will deliver the body safely to its destination."

“I have always respected corpse drivers and swore I would never kill one in my life, but tonight, I may have to break my oath.” Quan Guanqing’s lips curled into a smirk, and his face turned cold.

But what was even colder was the sword in his hand.

It seemed that as soon as the sword was drawn, it would take Bian Lang's life.

Standing before Qiao Feng's corpse, Bian Lang asked with a smile, "Chief Quan, are you trying to exchange Qiao Feng's remains for something?"

"Does Master Bian want to die knowing why?" Quan Guanqing turned his head and glanced behind him.

Shangguan Hongyu possessed divine swordsmanship and profound internal strength, but he was currently entangled by the Beggar Clan disciples and would find it difficult to break free in a short time.

Bian Lang nodded firmly and said, "I hope the entire branch leader will grant my request."

"Telling you won't hurt. Someone promised that if I give him Chief Qiao's remains, he will give me a martial arts manual." Quan Guanqing wants to dominate the martial arts world, but relying solely on You Tanzhi is definitely not enough.

It is said that one must be strong to forge iron; only by becoming an unparalleled master can one achieve one's goal.

Bian Lang stared wide-eyed and asked, "What kind of martial art could possibly make the entire branch leader commit such an disloyal and unfilial act?"

“The Sunflower Manual.” Quan Guanqing’s face was full of sinister smiles.

Bian Lang was astonished and said, "In order to dominate the martial arts world, none of the leaders want to be men anymore?"

"I'm tired of women too. If I can dominate, what does it matter if I don't have that thing?" Quan Guanqing's eyes were sinister as he stepped closer to Bian Lang again.

Bian Lang sighed, "You may not feel anything now, but once you really lose it, you will definitely regret it one day."

"It's better than death." Quan Guanqing said as he leaped up, his longsword slashing towards Bian Lang's throat.