Chapter 3: A True Disciple of the Fifth Generation

Taking advantage of the Mongol soldier's saber swing, Qian Xing stepped forward with a lunge, approaching the side of the Mongol soldier. His iron-gray left palm fiercely struck the soldier's right rib!

At this moment, Qian Xin's right hand was blocking the Mongol saber, preventing the soldier from changing his blade path to break free.

As Qian Xing's right palm made contact, a sound of bones breaking echoed, and several ribs along with internal organs were shattered by his palm.

The intense pain made the Mongol soldier scream wildly.

Qian Xin reached out to grab the saber, and immediately a line of text appeared: "Obtained one Mongol saber, occupying 0.2 cubic meters of space, can be exchanged for 4 points, weight 1."

A series of shouts and the sound of running feet came from a distance; the patrol team had arrived!

Qian Xing turned and ran, diving into the woods. "Thud, thud" sounds followed, and three long arrows, with trembling tail feathers, pierced the tree trunks behind him!

The Mongol cavalry, the finest soldiers in the world, would have surely killed him with those arrows if he hadn't taken cover in the woods!

Although he successfully killed a soldier, Qian Xin, hiding at a distance, was sweating profusely. The patrols had clearly intensified, and the number of soldiers fetching water had increased to three!

Thus, a stealth attack was no longer feasible, and a direct assault would be suicide!

At this rate, completing the mission was impossible!

Was he going to die in this cursed place?

Looking at the cruel eyes of the shadow who had guided him, he realized he was nothing more than a blade of grass in his eyes.

Qian Xin's mind raced at an unprecedented speed. He now had two options: stay here and try every means possible, such as digging traps or setting ambushes.

However, from the reaction of the patrol soldiers, they were no different from elite soldiers in the real world, so this path would only lead to death.

The second option was to leave this place. This scene was from "The Return of the Condor Heroes," a world full of martial arts. If he could find a righteous hero, it would be ideal, and he might even learn a few moves!

The beginner's mission must have more than one strategy to complete it.

With this thought, he decided to act immediately, following the river downstream, away from the Mongol camp.

After walking for more than three hours, he finally reached a wider dirt road, and in the distance, he saw the shadow of a village.

Stopping a passerby, he asked where he was. "This is Fan Chuan, at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain."

Zhongnan Mountain? Qian Xin trembled with excitement. Zhongnan Mountain, Chongyang Palace, the Quanzhen Sect? The Tomb Sect?

He had hit the jackpot! It seemed the key to completing the mission lay on this famous mountain!

He immediately asked for directions to Zhongnan Mountain, which was not far away. Indeed, despite the Mongol army being stationed near Zhongnan Mountain, it was somewhat strange, but if it were too far, the travel time alone would be enough to doom a beginner.

The journey was surrounded by undulating hills, with pine and cypress trees casting shadows, and continuous fields and vegetable gardens, reminiscent of the scenery in southern China.

After resting for a night, he arrived at "Puguang Temple" at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. Recalling how Guo Jing had brought Yang Guo to this place to beg for food, and since he hadn't eaten since entering this scene, he was hungry.

He originally planned to catch a rabbit in the wild and roast it, but a sudden idea struck him. This temple was part of the story; why not ask them for food and see if there were any benefits?

The thin monk in charge, though cold-faced, was met with Qian Xin's polite and respectful demeanor, and he repeatedly pleaded.

He received three steamed buns, and immediately a system message appeared: "You have obtained white steamed buns, each can restore 15% of your stamina."

Checking his health bar, he saw that a segment was empty, and his remaining stamina was only 35 out of 40. He had lost 5 points of stamina from hunger.

He quickly ate one bun. 15% of 40 is 6.

His stamina was immediately restored to full.

He could have restored 6 points, but since he had only lost 5 points, he should have walked a bit further to consume another point before eating the bun.

However, as a beginner, making such a mistake was normal. He would have to be more careful in the future.

After walking for a few more hours, he saw several dozen Taoist temples scattered among the mountains in the distance. At the foot of the mountain, there was a small lake with crystal-clear water, reflecting the sunlight.

This must be the Jade Purity Pool, and those temples must be Chongyang Palace. However, upon closer inspection, some of the temples were charred and blackened.

He recalled that Prince Huo Du of the Mongols and the Tibetan monk Darba had come to propose to Xiaolongnü, but were stopped by the Quanzhen Sect, leading to the burning of the temples.

As he was observing, a gust of wind blew, and a fat Taoist appeared before him.

The Taoist wore a robe embroidered with yin-yang fish, but it couldn't hide his large belly. His cheeks sagged with fat, and his goatee was yellowed.

The Taoist's small eyes glared at Qian Xin, scolding him, "Where did you come from, you wild man! How dare you intrude on our Quanzhen Sect!"

Recalling that there was only one fat Taoist in the Quanzhen Sect, Qian Xin recognized him as Lu Qingwu, the grand-disciple of Wang Chuyi, one of the Seven True Disciples.

This fat Taoist was known for his stupidity, having been tricked by Yang Guo and almost burned to death.

However, such a person was easily flattered. Qian Xin decided to try to become his disciple.

With only nine days left to live, Qian Xin no longer cared about his dignity and immediately knelt before the fat Taoist Lu Qingwu, shouting, "Immortal Master, please save this humble person! I—"

In his words, Qian Xin portrayed himself as someone who had seen Mongol soldiers raiding and killing civilians. He had intervened, using his basic external martial arts skills, but was no match for the numerous Mongol soldiers.

He had heard from a young age that there were immortals of the Quanzhen Sect on Zhongnan Mountain, so he had come to seek their help, hoping to learn martial arts to protect the people and drive away the Mongol invaders.

Qian Xin's repeated use of the term "immortal" delighted Lu Qingwu.

He had been humiliated by Yang Guo's trickery a few months ago, and the recent incident with Yang Guo and Zhao Zijing had led to a scolding from Qiu Chuji.

Now, being called "immortal" by Qian Xin, he was overjoyed.

He scanned Qian Xin up and down and immediately recognized that he had practiced the Iron Palm technique.

He then assumed a dignified posture and nodded, "You dared to fight the Mongol soldiers with your basic Iron Palm skills. Your courage is commendable. Are you willing to become my disciple?"

After the burning of Chongyang Palace by Prince Huo Du, Qiu Chuji felt that in times of chaos, the more disciples the better. Therefore, he had issued an order to recruit extensively.

Thus, Qian Xin smoothly became a fifth-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect.

It can be said that every beginner transported to the "The Return of the Condor Heroes" scene would appear during this time period. However, based on their physical attributes and skills, the scenes they were transported to varied. Among those transported to this scene, if they were Chinese, about 30-40% would think to seek martial arts training at Chongyang Palace. If they were foreigners, only 2-3 out of 100 would think to do so.

Most other beginners, except for the extremely powerful, would die under the sabers and arrows of the Mongol cavalry.

Therefore, the "The Return of the Condor Heroes" scene was known among many foreigners as a graveyard for beginners!