Chapter 63

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………………………………I am the pure dividing line……………………………………

The sun rose in the east, and the waters were calm.

Without any unexpected incidents, the Heroic Assembly was held as scheduled.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong stood at the entrance of the main hall of Guiyun Manor. Inside the hall, distinguished guests filled the seats, and outside, friends called to one another. Guo Jing and Huang Rong were the absolute center of attention.

Guo Jing took a step back, and Huang Rong, holding the Beggar Sect's symbol of leadership, the Beggar's Staff, walked around a few times and said, "Today, we have gathered heroes from all over to Lu Family Manor for two reasons: one, to discuss the major battle plans, and two, to pass the position of Sect Leader to Elder Lu."

At this point, Huang Rong turned to face Lu Youjiao, who stepped forward. Huang Rong continued, "Elder Lu, you have managed the affairs of the Beggar Sect for over a decade. Everyone in the sect admires your character. From today on, you will be the 20th generation leader of our Beggar Sect. Please accept the Beggar's Staff."

Huang Rong presented the Beggar's Staff with both hands.

Lu Youjiao, somewhat nervous, rubbed his hands on his clothes a few times and then knelt down before Huang Rong, accepting the Beggar's Staff from her.

From this moment on, Lu Youjiao became the 20th generation leader of the Beggar Sect.

The people present did not find this situation strange.

In fact, for the past decade, Lu Youjiao had been handling the affairs of the Beggar Sect, and he was only lacking a formal title.

Lu Youjiao's face showed a smile, though he felt some pressure, this moment brought him more joy than anything else.

"I, Lu Youjiao, will take on the role of Beggar Sect Leader and follow in the footsteps of the great leaders Hong and Huang, leading the disciples of the Beggar Sect to serve the nation and support the weak. We will act with righteousness and drive them away."

"Drive them away, protect the land."

"Drive them away, protect the land."

"Drive them away, protect the land."

A chorus of voices echoed through the hall of Guiyun Manor.

Guo Jing, with an excited expression, took large steps to Lu Youjiao, patted him on the shoulder, and said loudly, "As long as we are united, we can drive away those who are eroding the territory of the Song Dynasty from the Central Plains."

"Drive them away, protect the land."

"Drive them away, protect the land."

"Drive them away, protect the land."

Huang Rong raised her hands to quiet the crowd and said, "From today on, all members of the Beggar Sect will follow the orders of Leader Lu. Now, let's pay respects to the new leader."

"Act with righteousness, help the weak. The leader is in place, the Beggar Sect will flourish."

Next, the Beggar Sect disciples paid their respects to the new leader, a process that, well, can't be described without cringing.

Each Beggar Sect disciple had to spit on the new leader.

Zhao Hao could not imagine what kind of idea the Beggar Sect had to make such a rule.

"Did Huang Rong go through this too?" Zhao Ling'er felt like vomiting.

"Huang Rong didn't vomit back then. If she had to be 'respected' by so many people, she would probably rather die than be the leader of the Beggar Sect. But it's still disgusting," Zhao Hao said with a frown.

Thousands of beggars spitting or even spitting on one person, if you were close enough, you probably wouldn't be able to eat for ten days.

Zhao Hao would never take on such a role, even if it meant his life.

This was an experience that could haunt someone for a lifetime.

Seeing Lu Youjiao remain calm, not just Zhao Hao, but Zhao Ling'er, Yang Guo, and Zhongxin were all deeply impressed.

"Amitabha, I pride myself on my Zen meditation skills, but today, seeing Leader Lu, I realize there are always greater mountains and people," Zhongxin said.

"Master, please stop, I can't hold it much longer," Yang Guo's expression was somewhat strange.

This had nothing to do with cultivation or training.

It was the purest visual experience.

Fortunately, Huang Rong also knew how disgusting this process was, so she raised her hand to signal the end of this segment after a short while.

"Next, please take your seats, all heroes," Huang Rong said.

The Heroic Feast officially began.

After all those qualified to enter the hall were seated, the true owner of Guiyun Manor finally appeared.

Lu Guanying, dressed as a scholar, pressed his hands down and called out loudly, "Everyone, please quiet down, please quiet down."

Once the noise in the hall subsided, Lu Guanying continued, "I, Guanying, am unworthy, but I am honored by the presence of all the heroes here. Today, the gathering of heroes from all over is a rare event in the martial world. Although everyone is here for the sake of Great Hero Guo and Leader Huang, as the host, I would like to boldly share an idea. What do you think?"

A mocking smile appeared on Zhao Hao's lips, "The show is about to begin."

"Playing the supporting role to this extent, this Lu Guanying is truly a top-notch performer," Zhao Ling'er said.

They were far from the hall, so their conversation was not overheard by Lu Guanying.

"Today, the world is in chaos, and the enemy is rampant. The Song Dynasty is in grave danger. This is the time for us, the children of the martial world, to show our skills and support the nation. As the saying goes, a group of dragons cannot be without a head. We all have the spirit of loyalty and righteousness, but without a leader, it is difficult to achieve great things. So today, with all the heroes here, let us jointly elect a respected and widely admired hero to be the leader of our martial world. What do you think?"

At the end of his speech, Lu Guanying's tone suddenly became more passionate.

"Good."

"Good."

"How about nominating the current leader of the Beggar Sect, Lu Youjiao?" This was the Beggar Sect disciples cheering in the background.

"Master, Master." This was Wu Dunru shouting.

"Father, Father..." This was Guo Fu's cry.

"Great Hero Guo is suitable."

"Great Hero Guo, Great Hero Guo, Great Hero Guo..."

Many people had come to the Heroic Feast today, but in terms of martial arts and status, Guo Jing was undoubtedly the first.

So it was no surprise that the calls for Guo Jing were the loudest.

Huang Rong's face was already beaming with a smile.

Guo Jing, however, looked somewhat uneasy.

Guo Jing stood up from his seat and bowed to the crowd, "I thank all the heroes. I, Guo Jing, am still inexperienced and not capable enough to take on the heavy responsibility of being the leader of the martial world."

As soon as Guo Jing finished speaking, Zhao Zijing's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up and shouted, "Our Quanzhen Sect is a model for the world. The position of leader of the martial world should be taken by our sect leader, Master Ma Yu."

As soon as Zhao Zijing spoke, the hall of Guiyun Manor fell silent.

Guo Jing's lips moved, but he did not speak.

He wanted to object but did not want to say anything.

Because he had always treated the Seven Quanzhen as his teachers.

Even if he did not think Master Ma Yu had the ability and prestige to lead the heroes, he could not say it outright.

However, while Guo Jing had reservations, Zhao Hao did not.

A cold snort echoed through the hall of Guiyun Manor.

"Ma Yu, does he deserve it?"

PS: This morning, I woke up, opened the curtains, and a poem popped into my head: "The northern landscape, a thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow." Southern friends might find it beautiful and poetic, but for northerners, this is not a pleasant experience at all.

It's really cold.

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