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

In the past, Wang Jiuling, although a third-generation disciple, was not particularly outstanding among the third generation.

After all, he is young and has not been practicing for long.

Unexpectedly, this year-end competition truly shocked everyone.

Zhang Zhilin is no pushover.

Besides Zhao Zhijing, Zhen Zhibing, and Wang Zhitan, the most powerful members of the three generations were Zhang Zhilin and Li Zhichang.

Today, Wang Jiuling was able to defeat Zhang Zhilin, who had launched a sneak attack, in a head-on confrontation.

This means that his strength among the third generation is already among the top.

How old is he? This is outrageous!

On his way back to his residence that day, Wang Jiuling encountered some fourth-generation disciples, who all stopped and bowed to him with utmost respect.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master!"

Even the third-generation disciples were very friendly to Wang Jiuling.

"Junior brother!"

"Greetings, senior brother!"

Their attitude towards Wang Jiuling was exceptionally good.

Some people were gossiping behind his back, saying that Wang Jiuling's current strength was already close to the top five among the third-generation disciples.

After all, he defeated Zhang Zhilin head-on.

Without a doubt, Wang Jiuling's status in Quanzhen Sect will be greatly enhanced in the future.

Zhao Zhijing was furious.

"Useless! Useless!"

In the room, Zhao Zhijing smashed everything he could find.

He really didn't expect that Wang Jiuling's martial arts skills would suddenly become so powerful, and that Zhang Zhilin was just a complete waste!

No matter how much Wang Jiuling has improved, he's still just a teenager. You got beaten up like that even though you tried to sneak up on him?

This made Zhao Zhijing feel a sense of crisis.

Previously, he only felt that Wang Jiuling was talented and favored by his master, which made him unhappy.

But now he suddenly realized that he had greatly underestimated the kid's talent!

"He's only been in the mountains for a few years? And he can already defeat Zhang Zhilin head-on??"

"If I let him train for another ten years, wouldn't even I be unable to do anything to him?"

Zhao Zhijing may be bad, but he's not stupid; he figured out the key point in an instant.

"Damn it! This kid really stole the show this time; Master will probably favor him even more from now on!"

Zhao Zhijing gripped the teacup in his hand, his face contorted in pain.

"No... I need to make plans early! I can't let him grow up like this!"

"My master's support is crucial for my future ambition to vie for the position of sect leader, and I absolutely cannot let this kid influence me..."

For the first time, Zhao Zhijing's eyes showed murderous intent towards Wang Jiuling...

It was late at night, inside the main hall where Wang Chuyi was staying.

"Jiuling! You mean someone wants to harm you?"

Wang Chuyi looked at Wang Jiuling in surprise, and Wang Jiuling nodded.

He came to complain as soon as Wang Chuyi returned.

He wasn't like the protagonists in those tragic novels he read in his previous life, who would sulk and keep quiet when faced with danger. Now that he knew Zhao Zhijing was behind it, Wang Jiuling had to talk to Director Wang first.

However, Wang Jiuling did not directly say that Zhao Zhijing did it, since he had no evidence.

The other party is his senior brother. If he makes wild accusations without evidence, it could easily displease his master.

"Master, I don't usually have much contact with Senior Brother Zhilin, let alone any grudges. But today, before he made his move, the look in his eyes clearly showed that he had been planning to harm me all along!"

"If I hadn't noticed something amiss in his eyes, I wouldn't have been on guard beforehand!"

I'm worried he's being instructed by someone!

Wang Jiuling's words made Wang Chuyi fall into deep thought.

Yes, the fact that Wang Jiuling was able to react so quickly means that he had already noticed something was wrong.

It seems that Zhang Zhilin's reason for the conflict—that he acted rashly after his defeat—is probably not quite right.

"Master, I really don't want to make wild guesses, and I'm willing to trust my fellow disciples in the Quanzhen Sect, but this matter..."

Wang Jiuling spoke only to the point, knowing that Wang Chuyi wasn't stupid and would surely realize something was amiss after hearing his words.

Just as Wang Jiuling had thought, Wang Chuyi had already thought of Zhao Zhijing at this moment.

Wang Jiuling's improved martial arts skills were probably only known to him before, and Zhao Zhijing had inexplicably placed Wang Jiuling in that group...

Is it a coincidence?

still...

Zhao Zhijing was, after all, his disciple, so Wang Chuyi wouldn't draw any conclusions easily; he simply kept the matter in mind.

He looked up at Wang Jiuling.

"Jiuling, I have personally witnessed Zhilin, who injured you, being severely punished. Let's leave this matter at that for now!"

"In the future, remember to be as careful as you were today!"

"I'm not afraid of your defeat, nor am I afraid of you losing face! I'm only afraid of you getting hurt, afraid of you encountering danger!"

"Human hearts are unpredictable!"

Wang Chuyi, a frequent traveler in the martial arts world, was well aware of the treacherous nature of people. Today, the ambush of Wang Jiuling truly startled him.

"Thank you for your teachings, Master! I will remember them!"

Watching Wang Jiuling leave, Wang Chuyi frowned deeply and muttered to himself:

"This is too much of a coincidence... Zhijing, Zhijing, please don't let it really be you..."

Back at his residence, Wang Jiuling was also thinking about what had happened that day.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel that it was related to Zhao Zhijing.

He had a premonition that sooner or later he would have to break ties with Zhao Zhijing and have a fight with him.

To avoid being misunderstood by his master, he also needed to speak well of him to his master.

Regardless of who wins or loses in their feud, they must at least uphold the principles of righteousness.

Think back to the original story, Yang Guo was such a stubborn guy.

If you're bullied but don't speak up, the conflict will eventually escalate. If you're in the wrong at the moment, how can you expect others to discern right from wrong?

In the end, he was the one who got hurt.

"The squeaky wheel gets the grease..."

The next morning, at Chongyang Palace.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen gathered together and sat down to discuss the Dao with Master Yideng.

When a master of such great stature as Master Yideng passed through Quanzhen, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen naturally seized the opportunity to invite him to discuss the Dao.

As they talked, the topic turned to the disciples of Quanzhen Sect, and then Wang Jiuling was mentioned.

Master Yideng was filled with emotion.

"This old monk's trip to Quanzhen has truly been worthwhile!"

"I thought that apart from this old monk, no one else in the world had mastered the Innate Skill."

"I just didn't expect that young benefactor Wang Jiuling, at such a young age, to have already refined his essence into qi and successfully entered the realm of the Innate Skill!"

"The mantle of Master Chongyang is surely being carried on!"

Master Yideng's words were simple, yet the surrounding air fell silent.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were stunned and blinked.

Ma Yu looked at Master Yideng with some curiosity.

"Master, what did you say? Innate Skill?"

Master Yideng found the expressions of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen somewhat strange.

"What I'm referring to is the Innate Skill. Yesterday, I observed that the young benefactor Wang was using the Innate Skill, and it is indeed the Innate Skill. Do you gentlemen not know this?"

His words made the Seven Masters of Quanzhen stare wide-eyed and look at each other in bewilderment.

Ma Yu was the first to react. He wondered if Master Yideng had made a mistake.

Wang Chongyang never left the Innate Skill in Quanzhen Sect. None of the seven of them practiced it. How could Wang Jiuling, a third-generation disciple, possibly have the Innate Skill?

Wang Chuyi also spoke up.

"It seems the master has made a mistake. My disciple Wang Jiuling practices the Quanzhen School of Internal Medicine, not the Xiantian Gong!"

Master Yideng glanced at the group, pondered for a moment, and immediately realized that this matter was not simple.

But monks do not lie; he had already spoken, so he naturally wouldn't change his mind. He then put his hands together, shook his head, and said:

"Amitabha! If it were any other martial art, this old monk might have misjudged it, but I would never be wrong about the innate true energy used by that young benefactor Wang!"

"The Innate Skill is extremely powerful and yang, uniquely so. Although the Innate True Qi and the Complete True Internal Energy seem to originate from the same source, they are ultimately vastly different!"

Master Yideng's voice was strong and clear, directly confirming that Wang Jiuling was using the Innate Skill.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen looked at each other in disbelief.

Master Yideng himself possessed the Innate Skill, and besides, he was a highly skilled person who wouldn't speak carelessly. Since it's so certain, then...

Does that mean Wang Jiuling really knows the Innate Skill?

God!