The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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When no one responded, the person who made the suggestion withdrew his own voice.

After a long time.

"Our sect leader is dead, what are we going to do?"

Someone else spoke up, bringing up the same question from the beginning.

"The sect leader has no successor, so who will become the sect leader in the future?"

Faced with Li Qingwu's death, no one present dared to seek revenge against Jiang Ning. Instead, they began discussing who should inherit the Shadowless Sect.

"I vote for Brother Wang. He was one of the first to join the sect and has worked hard for the Shadowless Sect, which is evident to everyone."

"As everyone knows, the Shadowless Sect's current situation is inseparable from Brother Wang. Sometimes when the sect leader is not in Yangzhou, Brother Wang is in charge of managing the Shadowless Sect. Now that the sect leader has passed away, it is only right that Brother Wang succeeds as the sect leader."

Someone has chosen their ideal successor, and the reasons they gave are so reasonable that no one else can find fault with them.

But as soon as this person finished speaking, someone immediately refuted him, and their reasons were even more reasonable and well-founded.

"Your brother Wang is already lying on the ground, can't you see him?"

Upon hearing this, the person who had previously suggested the candidate immediately looked down at the ground and began to identify the corpses. Sure enough, he saw that one of the corpses was his brother Wang, and his face turned pale.

I was too rushed and didn't pay attention; I was just focused on grabbing a spot.

“I vote for Lao Lu. He has made contributions to the Shadowless Sect and shed blood for it. His contributions are no less than those of Brother Wang.”

Some people started vying for positions for their own side, but no one was convinced by the subsequent candidates.

"Isn't it just that he got his leg broken while protecting the sect leader when the sect leader was being retaliated against by his enemies? Who here hasn't done something for the sect leader? You can bring up such a small thing. Anyone who doesn't know better would think that Old Lu Jian of the Shadowless Sect is something else."

“I choose A-Qiang. A-Qiang said he can lead our Shadowless Sect to grow bigger and stronger and create new glories.”

The crowd began arguing fiercely over the position of sect leader in front of Li Qingwu's corpse.

After a while.

A weak voice rang out from the crowd.

"that……"

A young man raised his hand and said, "Didn't that person say that the Shadowless Sect would cease to exist in the future? If we continue to stay in the Shadowless Sect, will he come after us?"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent. Everyone was jolted awake and began to recall, finally remembering the words Jiang Ning had left behind before he departed.

These people fell silent.

Although they only left that sentence and didn't say anything else or threaten them, if they really ignored that sentence and continued to fight for the Shadowless Sect, what if that person really came knocking on their door again? Wouldn't that be terrible?

Everyone fell silent, looking at each other.

After a long time.

"It's ok."

One of them spoke up.

"Didn't he say that the Shadowless Gate would cease to exist? Then let's change our name to the Shadow Gate from now on."

Upon hearing this, everyone was surprised and looked at the person.

……

After leaving the Shadowless Sect, Jiang Ning casually found an inn to stay in. He was unaware of the discussions among the remaining Shadowless Sect members, nor of the fact that the Shadowless Sect would be renamed the Shadow Sect. He didn't care about such things.

Jiang Ning was led to a room by the waiter. The room had a river right outside the window, and the surrounding scenery was extremely beautiful.

Jiang Ning sat down at the table, placed his sword on it, and then took out the paper and began looking at the list to find the next person.

Li Qingwu was the first name he contacted; there were more than ten others after him.

"Ok?"

Jiang Ning stared thoughtfully at one of the names.

"Li Yong'an, Jinan Prefecture..."

Jiang Ning muttered to himself.

The Taishan Sect is located in Jinan Prefecture.

"I wonder how Uncle Tianmen fared after he went back."

Since their parting at Jiuhegou, Jiang Ning and Yue Buqun have not known whether Tianmen Daoist has returned to the Taishan Sect. Tianmen Daoist has not replied either, and they do not know how he is doing after returning to the Taishan Sect.

Jiang Ning looked at the names and their locations on the list again, and found that several of them were located between Yangzhou and Jinan.

"Let's go to Jinan Prefecture next."

Jiang Ning put away the paper, decided on his next travel destination, walked to the window, and gazed into the distance with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Speaking of Jinan Prefecture, he remembered a gang.

Tianhe Gang.

This is a gang located in the lower reaches of the Yellow River, spanning across Shandong, Henan, and Hubei provinces. It is a large gang in the martial arts world.

Jiang Ning remembered that this gang had also come to Shaanxi last year. At that time, its deputy leader seemed to be a man named Wang Shu'an, who, along with other martial arts figures, surrounded the Hengshan Sect.

This is also Ren Yingying's subordinate gang.

Jiang Ning began to sketch out a route in his mind.

This time, he first came to Yangzhou on his travels down the mountain. Later, he could go to Shandong to see how the Taishan Sect was doing with the Taoist Tianmen. He could also go along the Yellow River to see the Tianhe Gang and meet its leader, Huang Boliu, who was known as the Silver-Haired Dragon.

Speaking of which, he still didn't know where Ren Yingying had gone after they parted ways in Hanzhong. Since Huang Bolu was Ren Yingying's subordinate, and his gang was also a large one, perhaps he could find out Ren Yingying's whereabouts from him.

Then we'll go to Luoyang along the Yellow River. By then, it will be about the right time, just in time for the Five Sacred Mountains Alliance Conference to be held at Mount Song.

After deciding on the next route, Jiang Ning glanced back at the sword on the table.

"I don't know if you can handle it."

Chapter 281: I Have a Junior Brother (Two Chapters Combined)

After dealing with Li Qingwu, Jiang Ning did not leave Yangzhou. The scenery in Jiangnan was picturesque, and since it was a rare opportunity, Jiang Ning stayed for a few more days to enjoy the city of Yangzhou before finally setting off on the fifth day.

After settling his bill at the inn early in the morning, Jiang Ning went to the riverbank to wait for the ferry to dock.

Jiangnan is a water town with many rivers, so he planned to travel by water to Jinan Prefecture.

Wow~

Countless tiny raindrops fell from the sky, and a light rain began to fall in Yangzhou.

Jiang Ning walked down the street with an umbrella in hand. Raindrops fell from the eaves on both sides of the street and pattered on the bluestone bricks. Looking up, the city of Yangzhou was shrouded in mist, giving it a hazy, dreamlike beauty.

When we arrived at the river, there wasn't a single boat on the water. Perhaps it was because we had arrived too early from Jiangning, and the ferryman hadn't come yet.

By this time, there were already quite a few shops selling breakfast on the shore.

Jiang Ning put away his umbrella and sat down at a vendor's table.

The stall is run by a young couple; the husband makes breakfast while the wife helps by kneading the dough.

The stall already had quite a few customers. An eight or nine-year-old child was carrying breakfast and moving between the tables. She looked like the stall owner and his wife's daughter.

As soon as Jiang Ning sat down, the little girl came over, her voice childish.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?"

The women from Jiangnan speak gently and gracefully, with a unique tone, and this little girl's voice has an added crispness.

Jiang Ning glanced at a sign hanging in front of the vendor's stall, which listed the names of the dishes.

"Go through all of the above."

The little girl was taken aback by what she heard.

"Should we do it all?"

There are more than a dozen different breakfast items listed on that sign. Can this person finish eating them all?

"Ah."

Hearing Jiang Ning's reply, the little girl doubted whether Jiang Ning could finish the food, but she still ran to the stall owner's father.

"Hey, have you heard about it?"

While waiting in Jiangning, the diners at the next table started chatting.

One person said, "I heard that the Shadowless Sect has changed its name to the Shadow Sect."

"Huh? Why would you change your name for no reason?"

Another diner exclaimed in surprise.

The man said, "You don't know this, do you? The original leader of the Shadowless Sect was killed. It seems to be a vendetta in the martial arts world. I heard that the person who killed the leader of the Shadowless Sect said that the Shadowless Sect was not allowed to exist anymore. The members of the Shadowless Sect were afraid that the person would continue to seek revenge, so they changed their name to the Shadow Sect."

"This……"

The diner was so surprised he couldn't speak.

Jiang Ning overheard their conversation, but remained expressionless.

Jiang Ning didn't have to wait long before the little girl came over carrying a tall bamboo basket.

"Enjoy your meal, sir."

After saying that, the little girl ran back. Jiang Ning ordered more than a dozen items, and this was only the first one.

Jiang Ning opened the steamer basket, which contained soup dumplings.

Soup dumplings originated in Kaifeng during the Song Dynasty. After hundreds of years of development, they have developed their own characteristics in various cities. Yangzhou soup dumplings are quite famous. Before coming to Yangzhou, Jiang Ning had heard that the soup dumplings here had thin and chewy skins, were exquisite and translucent, and had a rich and mellow soup that was not greasy. After arriving, Jiang Ning also went to several famous restaurants to eat Yangzhou soup dumplings, but he was not satisfied with them. He wondered if it was because of his taste.

Jiang Ning used chopsticks to hold the top of the bun and gently shook it a few times. After opening a small hole, the soup inside the bun flowed into the spoon. Jiang Ning did not drink the soup first. Instead, he put the bun in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then drank the soup.

"Twenty more baskets of soup dumplings, please."

The little girl, who was continuing to serve breakfast to Jiang Ning, paused again. Other customers and the stall owners couldn't help but turn around and look at Jiang Ning.

"Twenty...twenty drawers?"

The stall owner's husband then walked over and asked uncertainly.

"Ah."

Jiang Ning nodded.

"Your soup dumplings are pretty good, I really like them."

I've eaten a lot of soup dumplings in Jiangning these past few days, but this one tastes the best.

It seems that the real delicacies aren't in restaurants, but in the street vendors.

Hearing Jiang Ning's words of praise, the stall owner was pleased, but also a little worried about whether Jiang Ning could eat so much.

He wasn't worried that Jiang Ning was there to dine and dash; Jiang Ning's demeanor didn't suggest it.

Jiang Ning noticed his confusion and said, "I have a big appetite, so don't worry about it."

After saying that, Jiang Ning took out a piece of broken silver and placed it on the table.

"That's...ok."

The stall owner had no choice but to go back.

While waiting for the food to be steamed, Jiang Ning tried some other breakfast items. His expression didn't change, but he didn't order twenty servings like before.

After a while, the stall owner came over carrying a tall pile of steamer baskets.

"Sir, here are your twenty baskets of soup dumplings."

"Ah."

Jiang Ning said something and then began to eat, one tray after another.

The scene on his side attracted the attention of other diners, who all stared in disbelief.

Jiang Ning ate very quickly, and soon finished all twenty baskets of soup dumplings, as well as the other dishes he had ordered.

"Wow, you can really eat!"

The diners were stunned to see Jiang Ning devour one soup dumpling after another, yet his stomach remained completely unchanged, as if it were a bottomless pit.