The night is like ink.

Inside Juxiong Village, the lights are brightly lit.

Following the Beggars' Sect's arrangement, all the heroes who came to offer their condolences gathered at the martial arts arena inside the manor.

A coffin was placed in the center of the training ground.

Only a handful of people know whether Qiao Feng's body is lying inside.

Each person present held a lit incense stick in their hand, expressing their condolences towards the coffin.

Bian Lang stood beside Shangguan Hongyu, observing the people around them.

Qiao Feng died, and Duan Yu and Xu Zhu, as his sworn brothers, should have been there as well.

But not a single one of those familiar faces appeared.

"I apologize for keeping you all waiting." Two people walked up to the coffin. The one who spoke had shifty eyes and was clearly a wicked person.

Shangguan Hongyu whispered, "This man is Quan Guanqing, the leader of the Beggars' Sect's Dazhi branch. He is treacherous and should not be befriended."

Bian Lang nodded slightly.

Bian Lang recognized the man standing next to Quan Guanqing.

The man was tall and imposing, with an iron mask covering half of his face. He appeared fierce and imposing, but to Bian Lang, he seemed like a simpleton. He was You Tanzhi, who was using the alias Zhuang Juxian.

Under Quan Guanqing's influence, You Tanzhi successfully became the leader of the Beggars' Sect and entrusted Quan Guanqing with the full responsibility of handling Qiao Feng's funeral arrangements.

With just a little inquiry, it became clear that Qiao Feng's Khitan identity had not been revealed.

Many of the stories Bian Lang is familiar with may never have actually happened.

No matter how the story unfolds, Bian Lang has only one mission: to overcome all difficulties and deliver Qiao Feng's remains to the Beggars' Sect headquarters.

The heroes were all silent.

Quan Guanqing said with a crooked mouth, "Chief Qiao guarded Xiangyang and protected the people. He was a peerless hero admired by everyone. Now he has been killed by the Jin bandits. We have gathered here to do two things: First, to kill the bandit leader Wanyan Honglie. We will discuss this matter later. Second, to send Chief Qiao's body back to the Beggars' Sect headquarters."

The second thing is the most important thing tonight.

"The journey to the headquarters is a long one, and we need the most skilled corpse-driver in the world to escort Chief Qiao," Quan Guanqing continued.

Quan Guanqing then announced the selection method, which was exactly the same as the method used by Zhengyibao at that time.

In Xiangyang today, the one thing that's never lacking is corpses.

The Beggars' Sect selected some corpses, and only the corpse drivers who could control these corpses were qualified to drive Qiao Feng's remains.

The Beggars' Sect disciples always believed that the best corpse driver should not be judged solely by reputation, but by seeing for themselves.

Quan Guanqing rambled on and on, while You Tanzhi remained completely silent, giving the assembled heroes the impression that the Beggars' Sect had chosen a puppet leader.

When it comes to corpse transport, the Corpse Transport Inn is naturally the most important.

In fact, the Beggars' Sect could have simply invited a master from the Corpse-Driving Inn, but they insisted on making such a fuss, which makes one feel that there is something else going on behind the scenes.

At the time, Justice Fortress was making a big fuss, wanting the whole world to know that Rama's remains were in Justice Fortress.

Only later did everyone realize that Justice Fort did that because they wanted to find the real culprit who killed Shangguan Xiong.

Many people have heard that the mastermind behind it all is the leader of the Black Stone organization, King Wheel.

King Chakravartin sacrificed his own life to seize Rama's remains, and the Black Stone Organization fell apart and ceased to exist.

If the Beggars' Sect is trying to lure out someone by doing this, they may very well be mistaken.

As everyone knows, studying the remains of Rama might allow one to comprehend Rama's internal energy and become a top-tier martial arts master.

However, Qiao Feng's remains do not possess this effect.

If he hadn't fought with Bian Lang, Master Mu Cheng would definitely have stepped forward at this moment to advise the other corpse drivers to give up as soon as possible. With him, Mu Cheng, there were no other corpse drivers present.

When Quan Guanqing suggested that the corpse driver could step forward and try, Master Mu Cheng did not move, but stared intently at Bian Lang.

Bian Lang also smiled as he looked at Daoist Mu Cheng.

That smile sent chills down Master Mu Cheng's spine.

Master Mu Cheng felt that in Bian Lang's eyes, he was not a living person, but a corpse.

The feud was already formed at the Corpse Transport Inn, so it was naturally difficult to resolve amicably.

Most of the corpse handlers who tried to lift the corpses failed to do so, and even those who succeeded were unable to make the corpses walk, drawing curses from all around.

Such an important matter as escorting Master Qiao home has attracted swindlers who attempt to cheat and deceive.

One group of corpse-drivers after another took the stage to try, but none of them were able to control the corpses prepared by the Beggars' Sect.

Finally, everyone's eyes turned to Master Mu Cheng.

Master Mu Cheng, as the elder in charge of transmitting martial arts at the Corpse-Driving Inn, is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but his corpse-driving skills are also among the best in the martial arts world.

Master Mu Cheng knew that the Beggars' Sect must have tampered with the corpses, otherwise the corpse drivers wouldn't have failed.

If an ordinary disciple were to try, they would surely fail, only bringing shame upon the Corpse Transport Inn.

Master Mu Cheng stepped to the center, clasped his hands in greeting to the surroundings, and found his forehead covered in sweat.

"Master Mu Cheng, is it really that hot?" someone joked with a laugh.

Those sects that brought corpse drivers were all seething with anger, seeing that the corpse drivers they had spent a lot of money to hire couldn't even control ordinary corpses. They were all eager to see the Corpse Driver Inn make a fool of itself.

However, they knew very well that the glory of escorting Master Qiao home would ultimately fall into the hands of the Corpse Transport Inn.

Their plan to thwart the corpse-driving inn was completely thwarted.

Next to Qiao Feng's coffin were three corpses.

Master Mucheng can move on to the next stage once he can successfully control one of the bodies.

The Beggars' Sect prepared three batches of corpses, each batch more difficult to arrive at than the last.

To the surprise of the Beggars' Sect, the vast majority of the corpse-drivers would fall on the first try, demonstrating that there are countless undeserving individuals in the martial arts world.

Master Mu Cheng made a hand seal with his right hand, chanted incantations, and suddenly flung a talisman out of his sleeve.

The talisman struck the forehead of a corpse. Master Mu Cheng drew his peach wood sword, swung it a few times, and pointed it at the corpse. At the same time, he shook the Soul-Capturing Bell with his left hand, making it clang loudly, and shouted, "Rise!"

The corpse stood upright and, following the sound of the soul-capturing bell in Master Mu Cheng's hand, walked around the training ground several times, winning cheers from the crowd.

"As expected of the elder of the Corpse Transport Inn."

"If I had that skill, why would I have to worry about not being able to make a living?"

"It seems that the important task of sending Master Qiao home can only be undertaken by the Corpse Transport Inn."

Many sects wanted to diminish the prestige of the Corpse-Driving Inn, but there were also smaller sects that depended on the Corpse-Driving Inn and hoped that the inn could take this glory. After all, the stronger the Corpse-Driving Inn became, the better their lives would be.

"With Master Mu Cheng taking action, everyone feels reassured." Quan Guanqing smiled somewhat forcedly, his mouth twisted in a crooked way.

Master Mu Cheng clasped his hands in a fist salute and smiled, "Master Quan is too kind."

"I wonder if there are any other heroes who wish to take on this challenge?" Quan Guanqing then asked the assembled heroes.

Before the words had even finished, Bian Lang had already taken a few steps to the center, clasped his hands in greeting to the surroundings, and said loudly, "I am Bian Lang, a corpse driver from Justice Fortress. I am willing to give it a try."