Beggar Sect Novels & Stories

After hearing that, Ferland could not help but shake his head. It was a question he did not know how to answer. The four major sects of the Southsky were made up of the Grandiuno Sect, the Deifirm Sect, the Purevoid Sect, and the Marvair Sect.

It was evident that news of the Sect's abductions of girls born on the seventh day of the seventh month every year had spread across the lands like a blazing bushfire. A whiskered old man broke out from the crowd of the Orthodox Path. Having cultivated powers of the Apotheosis Realm, he was the de facto leader of this invasion, Perfected Immortal Feng Lan of the Divine Mist Sect. "Much evil and foul things you have wrought, all of you of the Corpse Refinery Sect," he declared, "For millennia, countless lives have been lost by your hand and we are now here to put a stop to all this!"

' Does this mean I will be sent away from the Sect? "I have a special assignment for you, but you should know that if you fail to do it..." The elder said as he moved his hands across his neck showing Vic the sign of killing. "I will do it! I will do as you say just don't kill me. Let me stay in this sect. I promise to do everything you command me." Vic begged as he went down on his knees. He didn't have anywhere to go. The seer that brought him to the sect when he was six years old, said that he was an orphan and he should consider the sect as his home and family. That's the only way he could feel secured from evil.

The latter wore torn and tattered robes, receiving the full brunt of the derision and jokes made by the arrogant young masters. "Who are these beggars? How do they even dare come here to take the test?" "Look at their torn and tattered robes. Who knows how they even made their way to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect? It's just humiliating for us to be taking the test with them." "Heh heh, so even these poor beggars wish to take the test? Are they here to be a disgrace?" "Heh, heh, interesting. Let's look at this—don't let even one of these beggars enter the Swordsmanship-sect. I simply don't believe that the Snow Province's dominator grade sect would take in a bunch of lowly beggars."

"My friends told me they've seen him at several casinos around here. He's lost everything. He's been ranting about how one last big win will change everything. He's really lost it." I paused for a moment. Sabrina used to despise gamblers. She always said they had no self-control. It was funny how the man she loved turned out to be one. "Do you want me to teach him a lesson?" Leila asked. I shook my head. "No need. Karma will catch up with him." Sure enough, a few days later, Leila told me that Zane had his leg broken by debt collectors after failing to pay what he owed. When I saw him, he was hobbling along with great difficulty and scavenging for food in a trash can.

Her betrayal was beyond forgiveness. Mom and Dad went all out to deal with the Yorke family. Even the people from other families who had insulted me at the wedding were not spared. The Yorke family tried to save themselves by cutting ties with Aidan, but it was futile because the damage had already been done. Before long, the Yorke family vanished from the country entirely. When Dad formally announced me as the sole heiress of the Weatherby family, Luca and the resuscitated Sally had already been locked away in the same mental institution.

Cass asked, looking around nervously. "Just stand there and don't move," Loreen replied sharply. Cass stood still, her eyes fixed on her stepmother. Her eyebrows pulled together in deep confusion as she watched Loreen walk up to a shabby, untidy man who was sitting quietly on the dirty sidewalk curb. Cass could hardly believe her eyes. Her high-and-mighty, incredibly picky stepmother was actually talking to a beggar. It made absolutely no sense. "What the... what is going on here?" the young woman whispered to herself, her eyes wide with shock. "Is she seriously talking to him?"

"Amari, what did I even do to get dragged into this mess?" Amari shook his head with a heavy sigh. "Andrew, you're tangled in a web of romantic debt, and it's leading you to your doom. Finnegan is not someone to be trifled with because standing behind him is the Umbral Peak Sect, a group that straddles both good and evil."

Ethan and I had modest material desires with few expenses, so we donated a large portion of our annual income to help girls in mountainous regions who had been forced to drop out of school. I still occasionally sent support payments to Mom and Dad, but we had no contact beyond that. I once saw Grace on the street. She had become completely blind and was slowly walking alone with a white cane. Since Jake needed to work, she seemed to have returned to live with the Lane family. Grace, who had once looked at me with victorious eyes, now had a defeated expression. The Lane family, who had once cherished her above all else and panicked at her smallest sneeze, now abandoned her, a blind woman, on

"These beggars have been in Greenbrook for a long time. Some beg for alms, while others engage in theft. They are controlled by someone behind the scenes. Despite several attempts, we haven't been able to catch those behind them. It's not just Greenbrook—several other prefectures have the same problem. "The beggars are mostly rendered mute by poison, and some have had their legs broken. We can't determine their origins or send them back to their hometowns, so they are only temporarily housed in the county's community hall. However, as soon as they are placed there, they escape. For instance, the thief you caught today has already been imprisoned two or three times for theft." Furious, Rafael