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

Upon seeing Wang Jiuling's attire, he imitated the Han people by bowing with his hands clasped.

A polite smile appeared on his face.

"Master, you can call me Boss Tuo. I'm the team leader."

Wang Jiuling also cupped his hands and looked in Zhao Xiaoer's direction.

"Brother Tuo, there's no need to make things difficult for him. It was I who asked him to bring me here."

Camel Boss nodded.

"I'm really sorry, the child is ignorant. Our camel caravan is a bit special, so it's probably not appropriate for us to bring the Taoist priest along."

"In that case, it's our fault for making you come all this way for nothing. If you need help, Daoist Master, I can have someone introduce you to another camel caravan. What do you think?"

The camel's head looked like it had cloudy eyes, but it quickly scanned Wang Jiuling from head to toe.

"Hmm!"

Zhao Xiao'er tried to speak again, but his uncle quickly covered his mouth. "Don't say anything... or you'll be punished!"

Wang Jiuling saw that although the old man with the camel was judging people by their appearance, he was still polite on the surface, which was a common habit among people in the martial arts world.

He didn't say anything else, just asked a question.

Thank you!

"I'd like to know, if we're looking for a camel caravan capable of traversing the desert, is there one as fast as yours, Master Camel?"

If the camel lord said he had it, Wang Jiuling would turn around and leave.

If everyone judged people by their appearance and had to prove themselves, Wang Jiuling would have been exhausted long ago.

But the question made Camel Boss hesitate.

He glanced at the sword on Wang Jiuling's back, thought for a moment, and then shook his head.

"no."

"The earliest it can leave is next month or the month after next."

After Tuo Laoda finished speaking, Wang Jiuling spoke up without hesitation, his tone firm.

"Then please explain, Chief Camel, how can I join your caravan?"

Seeing that Wang Jiuling was determined to join, Boss Tuo was also a bit of a headache, and secretly glared at Zhao Xiaoer's position.

Uncle Zhao Xiaoer looked very bad. He shielded Zhao Xiaoer behind him and looked at Wang Jiuling with a mixture of helplessness and anger.

it's over...

The camel leader pointed to the several burly men behind him.

"If you defeat them, I will consider it."

Then he turned around, and speaking in an indistinct language—whether Mongolian or Uyghur—he addressed the group of burly men:

"I don't want to cause any more trouble. Just teach him a lesson, but don't hurt him. Let him realize the difficulty and back down!"

The camel leader stepped aside and gestured for them to proceed.

The burly men pushing the carts exchanged glances and stepped forward in unison.

They were burly, broad-shouldered, with high cheekbones and small but shrewd eyes; they were clearly not easy to get along with.

Not far away, Zhao Xiaoer began to realize the seriousness of the situation.

Yes, Uncle is right. He impulsively brought the man back after just beating up Pockmarked Liu.

He believes everything people say without ever verifying it beforehand.

Now that he has caused trouble for the camel caravan, he and his uncle are truly destined to be punished.

It's possible that Wang Jiuling will suffer a loss or get hurt.

"Master, please stop hitting them! They're very powerful! I don't want your coins anymore!"

Zhao Xiaoer broke free from his uncle's hand and shouted at Wang Jiuling, only to have his mouth covered again.

Zhao Xiaoer was a simple-minded man. Wang Jiuling smiled at him and didn't say anything more.

Seeing that several burly men were rushing towards him, he lightly touched the ground with his feet, and his body was more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters) off the ground.

As Wang Jiuling's internal strength deepened, his Golden Goose Skill had also reached a high level of proficiency.

Everyone was shocked by this scene, and the burly men suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Looking up, I was surprised to see Wang Jiuling drawing a circle in the air with one hand, and then pressing his palm down.

Wang Jiuling either doesn't make a move at all, or when he does, it's a palm strike that descends from the sky.

The powerful true energy poured out, and the palm force descended from top to bottom, making the several burly men feel as if a vast ocean was rushing towards them.

The soil beneath their feet was blown up.

A tremendous force pressed down on their shoulders, making their shoulders feel heavy and their dough twitching.

His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

Wang Jiuling controlled his strength very well, knocking them down with one palm without hurting them.

As he landed, several burly men were already sprawled on the ground, struggling to get up.

They retreated, covered in mud and looking disheveled, their faces filled with fear.

He turned around and mumbled something incoherently to the camel boss, while shaking his head repeatedly.

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

Even a fool could see how terrifying Wang Jiuling's martial arts were from that palm strike.

Moreover, Wang Jiuling withdrew his palm at the end, clearly holding back.

The air remained still for a good dozen breaths.

The eldest camel looked dazed, took off his felt hat, touched his bald head, and wondered if he was dreaming.

Zhao Xiaoer exclaimed in surprise, and his uncle released his hand from Zhao Xiaoer's mouth in a daze.

"Master! You are a deity! You must be a deity! You can fly!"

Zhao Xiaoer ran over, his face full of admiration.

Wang Jiuling smiled at him, then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Boss Tuo. "Boss Tuo, may I join you?"

Camel Boss changed his attitude from before. He hurriedly put on his hat and rushed over to Wang Jiuling, bowing repeatedly.

The surprise in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"Oh dear! Thank you for your mercy, Taoist priest!"

"You are truly a master, Daoist. I apologize for any offense I may have caused!"

"I was blind! I apologize here!"

Wang Jiuling shook his head.

Camel Boss turned around and looked behind everyone at the monk who had come in with him at the beginning.

"Guest! This is truly the expert you sought!"

The monk was squinting at Wang Jiuling when the elder monk called him. He slowly stepped forward and clasped his hands together in prayer towards Wang Jiuling.

"This humble monk, Kongjian, greets fellow practitioners!"

Wang Jiuling also sized up the man. "This humble Taoist is Qingyangzi!"

Kong Jian looked to be in his forties, and his eyes were full of apprehension as he looked at Wang Jiuling.

At this moment, the camel leader stepped forward.

"Master, I think this Taoist priest is the most suitable, what do you think..."

Kong Jian hesitated for a moment, then looked back at the iron cage on the vehicle.

He finally nodded.

Camel Boss immediately smiled and explained to Wang Jiuling.

It turned out that Kongjian was their biggest customer this time.

Camel Boss pointed to the iron cage in the yard.

"Our caravan is not only transporting goods, but also taking that person to the Tarim Basin."

"That's a mad monk. His body is like refined iron, and he has immense strength."

"He must be chained up and confined in a fine iron cage under normal circumstances, otherwise he will hurt people if he escapes! There's no way to stop him!"

"But we have to cross the desert, which is all sand, so this iron cage is unusable. It's too heavy, and we'll have to pull him along."

"If there are no experts following him, once he breaks free of his chains, it will be difficult for everyone to subdue him!"

These past few days, we've been searching for a skilled partner to join us!

Camel Boss led Wang Jiuling to the cage, with Kong Jian following behind.

He was constantly and secretly observing Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling sensed his gaze but remained silent, first looking at the cage.

A person was sitting in the corner of the cage.

His head was covered in sparse, short hair, his clothes were filthy, and his hands and feet were chained. He was hanging his head at the moment.

"We don't dare feed him enough!"

The camel boss sighed from the side.

Perhaps sensing someone's presence, the man suddenly looked up, his face covered in dust, his eyes bloodshot, glaring fiercely at Kong Jian behind Wang Jiuling.

Splash!

The chains binding him yanked, causing him to lunge forward, emitting an unintelligible roar, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.

"Hehe!"

creak creak!

He grabbed the heavy iron cage, and it shook and rattled!