The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

Wang Jiuling's move was too cunning, leaving Zhao Zhijing with absolutely no leverage.

"Heh!" Looking at Wang Jiuling's back, Zhao Zhijing's sinister face suddenly broke into a smile.

He suddenly remembered that the annual Quanzhen Sect disciple competition, a martial arts contest between disciples, was about to begin.

According to the rules, Wang Chuyi was in charge of this year's competition. Now that Wang Chuyi is injured, it means that Zhao Zhijing, the eldest disciple, will have to take on more tasks.

Zhao Zhijing had already figured out how to use this to deal with Wang Jiuling.

"Heh! You really think you can do whatever you want just because your master likes you?"

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On the other hand, Wang Jiuling did not choose to rest after returning.

This trip down the mountain not only tempered his mental cultivation but also made him realize the problem of his insufficient cultivation.

Just offending Li Mochou was enough to send him fleeing in a sorry state.

What do you call this, wandering the martial arts world?

Wang Jiuling found the things he had prepared before going down the mountain: tinder, paper, pen, and waterproof oil paper.

He's going to the ancient tomb.

Wang Chuyi's permission for him to skip morning classes for the next few days means that he doesn't have to stay at Quanzhen Temple in the evenings.

After taking his things, Wang Jiuling left under the pretext of going into seclusion for cultivation and went to the west side of Zhongnan Mountain, a place he often visited.

From this location, he can use the Golden Goose Technique to descend to the back of the mountain.

What Wang Jiuling didn't know was that his supposedly quiet and secluded place was being watched by a pair of eyes in the shadows.

Wang Jiuling leaped among the rocks and soon approached the area behind the mountain.

Because Wang Jiuling came down from the mountain secretly, he did not alert the guarding disciples.

He found the pool with almost no effort.

After wrapping the items in oiled paper and tying them to his body, Wang Jiuling plunged into the pool, leaving only a string of bubbles behind.

In the woods behind, a figure stood gracefully atop a large tree, silently observing this scene...

Underwater, Wang Jiuling opened his eyes, searching for the entrance to the underground river.

Unfortunately, he didn't find it on his first try; he ran out of breath and had to come to the surface.

Take a break, then continue.

And so, on his third attempt, he finally succeeded in finding it.

Entering through the underground river entrance, the space suddenly opens up before you, becoming larger.

Wang Jiuling immediately swam upwards, and soon his head emerged from the water.

"call--!"

Relieved, Wang Jiuling looked at the dark, indistinct space before him and knew that he had entered an ancient tomb, but there was no light here.

He swam forward and groped his way ashore.

He opened the oil paper package from his body in the dark and took out two tinderboxes inside.

As the tinderbox was lit, some light began to appear here.

It was enough for Wang Jiuling to walk forward and find the oil lamps on the wall. After Wang Jiuling added oil to the lamps and lit them all, the place was finally bright.

This is a huge stone chamber.

The stone table, stone chairs, and other items are all present.

Using the light, Wang Jiuling looked around and finally found what he wanted at the top.

The ceiling of the stone chamber is covered with various patterns, symbols, and graphics.

A smile appeared on Wang Jiuling's face.

He was finally fortunate enough to see the true face of this unparalleled skill. Who in the world but him could have imagined that the Nine Yin Manual was here?

Without further hesitation, Wang Jiuling immediately began to study it carefully.

He had a good memory; he wrote down what he needed to remember and copied what he couldn't remember onto the paper he brought with him.

He didn't leave, and just stayed in the stone chamber to do his research.

Besides the Nine Yin Manual, Wang Jiuling also discovered another set of martial arts techniques, which, upon closer examination, turned out to be some moves from the Ancient Tomb Sect.

It is likely that Wang Chongyang carved this in order to study how to deal with the martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Several hours passed in this way.

The joy on Wang Jiuling's face began to fade considerably.

Because he realized something was wrong; the Nine Yin Manual engraved on his head was incomplete.

It might even be just a small part.

There are techniques for using soul transfer to confuse and hypnotize others, secrets for closing and releasing acupoints, breath-holding exercises, and a set of exquisite Great Demon-Subduing Fist techniques.

What remains are just some miscellaneous methods of relying on luck.

It lacks the general outline of the Nine Yin Manual, the famous Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and the core internal energy cultivation method.

This greatly disappointed Wang Jiuling.

He originally thought that even if it wasn't complete, at least the internal cultivation methods of the Nine Yin Manual should be included.

He couldn't stand the slow progress of the Quanzhen Martial Arts and was really looking forward to the Nine Yin Manual.

"What should we do?" Wang Jiuling sighed.

"These martial arts techniques are indeed powerful, but all martial arts in the world ultimately lead to the same goal: they still require strong internal energy cultivation. Otherwise, they are nothing but a mirage, all show and no substance!"

"Even Guo Jing couldn't quickly master this Quanzhen martial art back then. No matter how talented I am, I can't..."

Wang Jiuling stood up, looked up at the stone carvings above him, and smiled with relief.

Perhaps he should have thought of that sooner.

If the Nine Yin Manual's general outline and internal energy cultivation method really exist here, then Yang Guo's martial arts would probably be even more terrifying after leaving here in the original story. Why would he need to use the Ancient Tomb Sect's martial arts?

With this in mind, Wang Jiuling adjusted his mindset and no longer felt regret.

It's okay, at least I learned a few decent martial arts skills.

For example, the Great Subduing Demon Fist Technique is a top-tier martial art.

The reason he sought the Nine Yin Manual was simply because it was readily available, and this world of Condor Heroes was not the only treasure trove.

The Sword Tomb of Dugu Qiubai, the gall of the Bodhi Snake, and the Nine Yang Divine Skill hidden in the interlayer of the Lankavatara Sutra in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository.

Aren't these also opportunities? They're just harder to obtain.

Wang Jiuling will go find it sooner or later; he needs to leave this ancient tomb now.

Before leaving, Wang Jiuling left the oil lamps unattended, intending to let them burn out the oil on their own so that no trace would be left.

After packing his things, Wang Jiuling emerged from the ancient tomb through the underground river.

This trip was worthwhile; I learned a few more martial arts techniques, and my strength improved.

He changed into dry clothes that he had prepared in advance, quickly left the forbidden area, and returned to his place of cultivation from the back mountain.

It was already dark by then.

With the moon shining brightly and the stars few, the scenery here is even more beautiful.

Wang Jiuling had no intention of going back; he planned to practice those martial arts techniques here instead.

Especially the Great Subduing Demon Fist.

Sitting cross-legged on the spot, Wang Jiuling took out some dry food to fill his stomach. Just then, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

It's a very strange feeling.

He seemed to be being watched; the air around him seemed to thicken.

The night was already pitch black, and this feeling made Wang Jiuling's hair stand on end.

He suddenly looked up and scanned his surroundings.

"Who?!"

The next second, the sound of footsteps rustling through the grass came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely old and eerie voice drifted over.

"Boy, tell me, how did you know about that underground river, and how did you know that the Nine Yin Manual was there?"