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

At this moment, Wang Chuyi, one of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, was lost in memories.

No wonder! No wonder when he tested Wang Jiuling's strength a couple of days ago, he always felt that there was something wrong with his internal energy.

Furthermore, Wang Jiuling's strength has improved by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time, and his master, Wang Chuyi, understands best how exaggerated it is.

He took a deep breath and looked at Ma Yu.

"Master, I think... the Master is right!"

Ma Yu and Director Wang exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and then called out towards the door:

"Someone come here!"

...

Wang Jiuling was on his way to Chongyang Palace.

He suddenly received a message from his disciple, saying that the sect leader, Master Ma Yu, wanted him to go to Chongyang Palace immediately.

He didn't know what he was supposed to do.

"Could it be something from yesterday? Wasn't it already resolved?"

Upon arriving at Chongyang Palace, Wang Jiuling was surprised to find that all seven Quanzhen disciples were there, with an old monk sitting behind them.

He hurriedly and respectfully bowed.

Ma Yu, however, seemed very anxious.

"Jiuling! Don't worry about these formalities, come here quickly!"

Wang Chuyi was also very anxious. "Jiuling, come quick!"

Wang Jiuling was bewildered by their behavior, so he walked over and stood there respectfully.

The next second, Wang Chuyi's words made his pupils shrink.

"Jiuling! When did you begin practicing the Innate Skill?"

Ma Yu leaned closer, her eyes burning with desire. "Jiu Ling!"

Wang Jiuling felt a little numb; he didn't know how his innate skill had been discovered.

But after only two seconds of thought, he realized that Wang Chuyi and the others must have already confirmed that he was practicing the Innate Skill.

He feared he would find it difficult to lie, but he had promised Wang Chongyang not to reveal the other party's affairs...

So, he had a sudden inspiration and immediately nodded.

"Master, fellow disciples, I have indeed cultivated the Innate Skill! However, due to some special reasons, I couldn't tell anyone before, so I kept it a secret from you and my fellow disciples..."

Upon hearing Wang Jiuling's admission, Wang Chuyi took a deep breath.

"As expected! As expected! I sensed something was wrong when I tested your martial arts skills that day!"

Qiu Chuji walked over, grabbed Wang Jiuling's arm, felt his pulse, and soon nodded to Ma Yu.

"If it weren't for Master Yideng's reminder, even if I examined Jiuling's pulse, I probably wouldn't have noticed it in time!"

"Jiuling, who taught you this Innate Skill? Why didn't you tell us before?"

Qiu Chuji asked curiously, and the others also stared intently at Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling felt extremely uncomfortable watching this.

Faced with this question, Wang Jiuling was helpless, his face full of embarrassment.

"Master Uncle! It's not that I'm unwilling to tell you!"

Wang Jiuling could not reveal that Wang Chongyang was still alive, so this was all he could say:

They said that when they came down the mountain last time, they took shelter from the rain and accidentally entered a cave.

"On the stone wall inside the cave, this disciple discovered inscriptions left by Patriarch Chongyang, along with his instructions!"

"He said that the innate skill on that stone wall awaits a destined person, but after that person cultivates it, they must keep it a secret and not reveal the location of the stone cave to anyone! They must even destroy the inscription!"

Wang Jiuling sighed.

"This disciple is well aware of the allure of the Innate Skill to the world, and as a disciple of the Quanzhen School, how dare I disobey the dying wish of my patriarch?"

"Therefore, this secret must be kept. I fear that if it were to be spread, it would cause trouble, which would be a crime of betraying my master and ancestors."

"This disciple is unworthy of such praise!"

Wang Jiuling spoke with unwavering sincerity, without batting an eye.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen listened, sometimes frowning, sometimes relieved, sometimes pondering, and sometimes sighing.

After Wang Jiuling finished speaking, everyone fell silent again.

Wang Jiuling was out of options, so he could only lie, fearing that the Seven Masters of Quanzhen wouldn't believe him.

Wang Chuyi stared intently at Wang Jiuling.

"Jiuling! Your teacher believes in you!" He actually believed in Wang Jiuling so much that he was the first to come out and support him.

As Wang Chuyi said this, Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and the others nodded slowly.

Wang Jiuling's reason involved Chongyang's dying wish, and even if they didn't believe it, they probably couldn't verify it for the time being.

We can't exactly hang Wang Jiuling up and whip him to force him to talk, can we?

Moreover, Wang Jiuling had indeed underestimated the character of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen this time.

Ma Yu sighed.

"Jiuling, you need not worry! As the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, I assure you that I will never force you to hand over the Innate Skill!"

These forceful words surprised Wang Jiuling. Ma Yu seemed to have sensed his emotions and shook his head with a smile:

"Back then, it wasn't that the patriarch refused to impart the Innate Skill to us seven, but rather that we were too dull-witted to bear the responsibility!"

"Our patriarch was right. If he had left behind the Innate Skill, not only would we not be able to practice it, but we might also get into trouble because of it!"

"Since that's the case, why not just eliminate this source of trouble altogether!"

Ma Yu then looked at Wang Jiuling, her tone even more affectionate.

"Child! You are fortunate to receive the ancestral master's legacy; it is not only your good fortune but also the ancestral master's blessing from heaven, allowing you to inherit his mantle!"

"I promise you I won't make things difficult for you. If you're unwilling, we'll keep today's events a secret, but..."

"Since the ancestral master has chosen you, you must carry on his legacy, practice diligently, cultivate your character, and live up to the honor of the Quanzhen lineage!"

The other members of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen nodded in agreement.

Wang Jiuling saw no trace of greed in their eyes, and he was finally relieved.

Yes, if the Seven Masters of Quanzhen really wanted the Innate Skill, they would have found a way to obtain it long ago.

But over the years, they have continued to act as they please and have not forced anything.

So why should he worry?

Wang Jiuling nodded solemnly, then came to Wang Chongyang's portrait and respectfully kowtowed, indicating that he would definitely do it.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen exchanged glances, their eyes still filled with doubt, but they ultimately said nothing more.

At that moment, the old monk in the corner came out.

"Amitabha Buddha, esteemed masters, may this old monk have a few words with this young benefactor?"

Wang Jiuling didn't know who this monk was, but he politely agreed when he saw the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, and then asked him to go to the side hall with the old monk.

The two arrived at an empty side hall, where the old monk smiled and asked Wang Jiuling to sit down facing him.

"Young benefactor, you may not have seen this old monk before."

He introduced himself.

"This old monk is Yideng. I wonder if you, young benefactor, have heard of him?"

Wang Jiuling's eyes widened in surprise. The old monk before him was actually Master Yideng?!

He quickly bowed.

"So it was you in person, senior! I was so mistaken!"

Master Yideng didn't care about these formalities. He smiled and waved his hand, then spoke to Wang Jiuling.

Only then did Wang Jiuling realize that the exposure of his innate skill was actually caused by Master Yideng without his knowledge.

"This old monk is unaware of the reason and spoke rashly; please forgive me, young benefactor!"

Master Yideng was not at all arrogant, so Wang Jiuling naturally didn't blame him.

"You flatter me, senior!"

At this moment, Master Yideng's expression became somewhat strange.

"Young benefactor, could you perhaps use your innate true energy to strike this old monk?"