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

Kublai Khan had changed his clothes and walked in with his hands behind his back.

Upon seeing Kublai Khan, everyone bowed, and Wang Jiuling slightly cupped his hands in greeting.

Kublai Khan looked at Wang Jiuling's position, his eyes filled with surprise and admiration, but he hid it well. He then turned back to his subordinates, his brows furrowed, his tone gentle yet tinged with reproach.

"Master Qingyang is an honored guest, how come you didn't even prepare tea utensils?"

Everyone present immediately understood: these words, seemingly a reprimand to his subordinates, actually affirmed that Wang Jiuling should sit in the first seat.

Xiao Xiangzi was so angry that he trembled all over, but he could only hold back, snorted coldly, and walked to the small table next to him to sit down.

Kublai Khan took the main seat, and servants placed wine, fruit and melons in front of everyone.

"It is truly an honor for me, Xiao Wang, to have so many heroes and distinguished guests here today!"

"Once the food and delicacies are ready, we can then discuss our heroes over wine!"

Below, the Han Chinese were the first to flatter him.

"Kublai Khan, the prince, is a true hero for his respect for talent and virtue; how dare we call ourselves heroes!"

"Yeah, yeah!"

They had just finished licking when they felt an unfriendly gaze. Turning around, they saw it was in Wang Jiuling's direction.

Wang Jiuling glanced at them but said nothing. Instead, he turned to look at Kublai Khan.

"Prince Kublai Khan, may I ask about my fellow disciples..."

Kublai Khan clapped his hands with a smile.

They quickly summoned Lu Qingdu and the others.

"Uncle-Master!" Lu Qingdu and the others were extremely excited when they saw Wang Jiuling, and Lu Wushuang almost cried.

Wang Jiuling was somewhat relieved to see that their complexions were rosy and they did not seem to have been mistreated.

They gestured to them with their expressions to calm down.

Lu Qingdu, being the smartest, immediately pulled the others to sit down, signaling them to be quiet.

Kublai Khan watched this scene with a cryptic smile on his face.

"Don't worry, sir. I haven't mistreated them these past few days."

Wang Jiuling bowed slightly, and Kublai Khan smiled and called over the dancers.

Soon the food was served, and the atmosphere became lively.

As everyone toasted each other, Kublai Khan, intentionally or unintentionally, kept bringing up the general situation of the world and even asked Wang Jiuling for his opinion.

Knowing that this question was difficult to answer, Wang Jiuling simply said that he was a monk and did not concern himself with worldly affairs.

Kublai Khan did not force him.

Xiao Xiangzi, however, made sarcastic remarks.

"Ha! You don't know this, you don't know that, and you call yourself the True Man of Qingyang? It's laughable!"

Wang Jiuling ignored him; if they weren't in Kublai Khan's territory, this guy would have been beheaded long ago.

During this time, a Mongol soldier whispered something in Kublai Khan's ear, but Kublai Khan simply waved him away.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes of food,

Wang Jiuling cupped his hands in greeting.

"I am deeply grateful for the prince's hospitality, but my fellow disciples have been bothering me for quite some time, so I must take my leave now."

At this moment, Kublai Khan spoke with a smile.

"Why the rush, sir? I have something to tell you."

"Someone come here!"

Kublai Khan beckoned, and two soldiers went out. Wang Jiuling frowned, wondering what Kublai Khan was up to.

But soon, his expression changed slightly.

"Let me go! Let me go!!"

Three figures were brought in; they were Guo Fu, Da Wu, and Xiao Wu.

Guo Fu was making a fuss, but when she came in and saw Wang Jiuling, she lowered her head guiltily.

Kublai Khan gestured for them to leave, and together with Wang Jiuling, they left their seats and walked to Guo Fu and the other two.

"Do you recognize them in person?"

Seeing that Wang Jiuling remained silent, Kublai Khan spoke gently with a smile:

"This little girl tried to sneak into Tingzhu Garden this morning, but my men caught her."

He turned back to look at where Yin Kexi was.

"It was Mr. Yin who told me that she was from Xiangyang City, the daughter of my Uncle Guo!"

Wang Jiuling's heart sank as he looked at Guo Fu in front of him.

"What happened?"

Guo Fu looked up and, surprisingly, saw some resemblance to Guo Jing in Wang Jiuling's calm face.

To be precise, it's Guo Jing when he's angry.

Guo Fu felt guilty, but her tone remained stubborn.

"I...I overheard your conversation with my father..."

"You saved my life, and I don't want to owe you anything! I certainly don't want to be looked down upon!"

"I... was thinking of helping you get rid of those stinky Taoist priests..."

Guo Fu's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

Wang Jiuling sighed deeply, feeling both angry and helpless.

Who is Kublai Khan? If he could let you rescue people, why would he be vying for the title of Great Khan of the Mongols? He might as well go back to herding sheep.

You've got some ambition, but have you even considered whether you have the ability?

At this moment, Kublai Khan spoke in a gentle tone.

"Master, given my relationship with Uncle Guo, I should have let them leave."

"But they did trespass into my tent..."

"If the real person leaves like this, I'm afraid I'll have to ask Uncle Guo to bring them back again."

The words were phrased euphemistically, but they were full of threats.

Kublai Khan is letting Wang Jiuling make the choice.

Did Wang Jiuling agree to some conditions and then take Guo Fu away?

Or should Wang Jiuling simply walk away and leave the choice to Guo Jing?

This move is truly vicious.

If Wang Jiuling leaves, Guo Jing will be in a dilemma. Guo Jing is backed by Xiangyang City, so it's a matter of life and death. If Wang Jiuling stands by and does not help, his reputation will also be damaged.

If Wang Jiuling doesn't leave, he will inevitably have to pay a price.

At that moment, the surrounding air almost seemed to freeze.

Guo Fu wasn't stupid. She could tell from their conversation that something was wrong and that she had put Wang Jiuling in a dilemma.

People are all two-sided; she was arrogant and domineering, but she still had some of Guo Jing's spirit in her blood.

"You stinky Taoist priest! I don't need your help!" Guo Fu suddenly shouted.

She looked at Kublai Khan again, still terrified, but her tone was surprisingly firm.

"Kill me if you dare! My parents will avenge me!"

Guo Fu became completely stubborn, and she turned to look at Da Wu and Xiao Wu.

"You two! And don't you dare let this stinking Taoist priest save you! Do you hear me?!"

Da Wu and Xiao Wu completely obeyed Guo Fu, and they also shouted that they should not let Wang Jiuling save them.

This surprised Kublai Khan, who thought to himself that she was indeed Guo Jing's daughter.

Wang Jiuling, however, felt somewhat gratified.

Guo Fu may have been a bit foolish, but at least she didn't tarnish her senior brother Guo's reputation in front of the enemy.

Wang Jiuling ignored Guo Fu and turned to look at Kublai Khan.

"The banquet should be coming to an end now. I wonder what the prince's plans are next?"

Kublai Khan smiled.

He had been somewhat worried, but seeing Wang Jiuling's decisiveness now, he couldn't help but admire him even more.

If this person could be used by him...

Kublai Khan turned around and looked around, then said:

That's right.

"Young Wang has always admired heroes and is preparing to hold a martial arts competition, inviting everyone present to participate."

"The ultimate victor will be personally crowned by Xiao Wang as the First Warrior of Mongolia!"

"And we recommended him to the Great Khan to become the Protector of the Nation of our Great Mongol Empire!"

"I, Xiao Wang, have long admired your esteemed reputation, and today I sincerely invite you to join me!"

Wang Jiuling frowned and immediately realized that this was Kublai Khan's scheme.

If he participates in this competition today, it will be of extraordinary significance.

He represents the Quanzhen School, and even more so, people from the Central Plains martial arts world. What kind of nonsense is this, participating in the election for the Mongolian National Protector Master?

Kublai Khan smiled broadly, but remained silent, simply watching Wang Jiuling and waiting for him to express his opinion.

Wang Jiuling turned to look at Lu Qingdu, Guo Fu, and the others, and was in a dilemma.

"Aren't you scared?"

"If you're not brave enough, just admit defeat now!"

At this moment, Xiao Xiangzi spoke up sarcastically. Wang Jiuling glanced at him and suddenly spoke to Kublai Khan.

"Prince Kublai Khan, are only those present present participating in the competition?"

Kublai Khan smiled and nodded.

"Uncle-Master! We can't agree to their demands!" Lu Qingdu saw through the situation and spoke softly, but Wang Jiuling told him not to worry.

Wang Jiuling nodded.

"If I were to defeat these people on the arena, could I then take them away?"

Kublai Khan felt there was something wrong with what Wang Jiuling said, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find any problem, so he nodded.

"Of course! If the real person ultimately wins, I will personally escort you out!"

Kublai Khan agreed in public, much to his delight.

In Kublai Khan's view, if Wang Jiuling really won, all he needed to do was publicize it, and Wang Jiuling would inevitably be ostracized and despised by the martial arts world of the Central Plains.

Wang Jiuling could only submit to Kublai Khan's command.

At that point, will it still matter whether or not they release the people?

These are two cups of poisoned wine; Wang Jiuling will be poisoned no matter which one he chooses.

At this moment, Wang Jiuling nodded, his expression showing no fear whatsoever.

"When will this martial arts competition begin?"

This was tantamount to agreeing, and Lu Qingdu and the other fourth-generation disciples looked at Wang Jiuling in disbelief.

Guo Fu then launched into a tirade of profanities.

"You stinking Taoist priest! I told you I don't need your help!"

The people in the back seats also wore mocking expressions, and the few Han Chinese who fawned over Kublai Khan were even more disdainful.

"I thought you were such a person of integrity! Turns out you're just indecisive and fame-seeking..."