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

In its panic, the white weasel headed towards the window.

This is the second floor. As soon as the white ferret jumped down, it let out a scream, as if its hind leg was injured.

Wang Jiuling went to the window to look down and saw this scene, so he jumped as well.

Ma Guangzuo and the others were all looking on in surprise as they peered out the window.

Sensing danger, the white ferret ran forward despite its leg injury.

The next second, Wang Jiuling scooped him up.

The white ferret struggled in Wang Jiuling's arms, but Wang Jiuling had no intention of harming it.

When the white-haired ferret realized it couldn't break free, the little guy simply curled up into a ball, hid its head under its paws, and stopped moving.

With the ferret in one arm, Wang Jiuling prepared to return.

His actions startled those around him, and several men dressed as merchants with different ethnicities had their eyes light up when they saw the white-haired weasel.

They exchanged a glance, and then he stood in front of Wang Jiuling.

Seeing his Taoist attire, the leader of the Semu people smiled.

"Sir, this white-haired rat belongs to several of us. It slipped away by accident, and we've been worried about not being able to find it."

"Thank you for your help, but please return it to us."

Wang Jiuling narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself that the Western Regions were truly a place where "the temple is small but the wind is strong, and the water is shallow but there are many turtles."

These guys clearly saw that the white ferret was something special and wanted to scam him.

Meanwhile, there were also onlookers with ulterior motives, all staring greedily at what was in Wang Jiuling's arms.

"Get out of the way!"

Wang Jiuling only said two words.

The group of Semu people immediately realized he wasn't falling for their trick. Their eyes turned cold, and they actually reached out to snatch him.

These people dared to make a move, so they must have some skills.

They acted swiftly and ruthlessly, with the three of them grabbing Wang Jiuling's neck, arms, and waist respectively.

The other two grabbed at the white ferret in Wang Jiuling's arms from the left and right.

However, before the three of them could even touch Wang Jiuling, their hands were repelled by his protective true energy, leaving them utterly astonished.

Wang Jiuling moved forward.

She dodged the hand reaching for her chest, while simultaneously resting her shoulder against the chests of the two men with mixed features.

clap clap!

Wang Jiuling stepped forward, unleashing his true energy. The two men of mixed ethnicities were pushed backward and sent flying seven or eight steps away.

He fell to the ground, clutching his chest and grimacing.

The remaining three tried to step forward, but Wang Jiuling made a move and slapped one of them away.

The man's face was swollen high, and six or seven of his teeth had been knocked out.

hum!

Wang Jiuling pushed his palm to the right, and the terrifying surge of true energy left the remaining two Semu people frozen in place.

Their hair flew wildly across their foreheads as they stared at the hand hovering just inches in front of them, swallowing hard but not daring to move an inch.

The white ferret in my arms was trembling with fear, its claws kicking wildly.

Wang Jiuling withdrew his hand, gently stroking its fur to soothe it, without even glancing at the two men. "This humble Taoist has no intention of killing someone in the street; you'd better get lost."

After saying that, he turned and headed towards the restaurant's entrance.

Several Semu people scrambled away, fearing that Wang Jiuling would change his mind.

The crowd dispersed in a flash.

Just as Wang Jiuling stepped into the restaurant, an elderly man with white hair was watching the scene from the other side of the street.

He saw the sable in Wang Jiuling's arms and immediately showed delight.

He wanted to speak from afar, but Wang Jiuling had already entered the restaurant, so he quickly walked over.

Wang Jiuling went upstairs, and Ma Guangzuo and the others gathered around, looking at the white ferret in his arms.

"Wow! This ferret is so clever, I wonder where it came from?"

"It's fate that we met. If it's unclaimed, why don't we keep it as a pet for fun!"

The white ferret was very beautiful, and Ma Guangzuo liked it.

Wang Jiuling, however, thought that this sable was extraordinary; it must have discovered the worm in Wei Tianwang's head.

"Let's figure out how to treat its injured leg first!"

The white ferret shrank its head and dared not move, but its right hind leg trembled with pain.

Just then, footsteps sounded behind him. Wang Jiuling turned around and found an old man with white hair standing behind him, staring straight at the white ferret in his arms.

This old man has white hair but a youthful face.

Although he was old, his breathing was deep, and Wang Jiuling could tell at a glance that his martial arts skills were not low.

The old man, seeing Wang Jiuling's attire, cupped his hands in greeting and said in Mandarin:

"Greetings, Taoist priest."

Wang Jiuling also cupped his hands in greeting.

The old man pointed to the white ferret in his arms. "This ferret was raised by me, but it ran away today. Fortunately, I found it here."

"I wonder if you could return it to me?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Guangzuo immediately widened his eyes.

"Well, those thieves just now used the same tricks you used!"

"I see you're quite old, how shameless! Trying to deceive people with such a lie?"

Wang Jiuling noticed that the white ferret in his arms immediately poked its head out at the old man after hearing his voice, and tried to break free from his embrace by pulling its claws.

Wang Jiuling understood; the old man was not lying.

A gentleman does not steal other people's property, so he did not stop it, but let go and let the white weasel go.

"Hey, Qingyangzi, you really gave it to him?"

Ma Guangzuo immediately became anxious.

Wang Jiuling smiled and shook his head. "This old man wasn't lying! Look at the weasel's reaction."

Ma Guangzuo followed Wang Jiuling's gaze.

Suddenly, the white ferret jumped onto the old man, squeaking incessantly and licking his face repeatedly with its tongue.

Their bodies trembled without fear, showing a very affectionate relationship.

"Grandpa, it was startled when it jumped next to us, so it jumped off the second floor and injured its leg."

Wang Jiuling pointed to the hind legs of the white-haired sable, and the old man looked at them.

"Hmm...it's nothing serious, no bones are broken."

He looked up at Wang Jiuling with some surprise, thinking to himself that he had been in the Western Regions for many years and that it was a place teeming with wolves and tigers, where most good people could not survive.

The Taoist priest before me was upright and dignified, exuding an aura of righteousness—a rare sight in the Western Regions. "Master, are you from the Central Plains?"

"This humble Taoist priest is Qingyangzi of the Quanzhen School of Zhongnan Mountain!"

After hearing Wang Jiuling's words, the old man introduced himself, saying that he could be called "the Immortal of Herbs".

This surprised Wang Jiuling.

The Hundred Herbs Immortal? Isn't that Yang Guo's friend from the original novel, sixteen years later?

He even gave Guo Xiang a thousand-year-old ginseng.

No wonder he smelled a faint herbal scent on the old man.

The two men bowed to each other in greeting.

When Baicao Xian saw that there were blood streaks on the skin of Wang Jiuling's hands, she spoke up.

"Master, are your hands injured?"

"This ferret is very important to me, so the Taoist priest has helped me."

"I am but a humble old man, with only a little knowledge of medicine. If you need it, Daoist Master, may I examine your hands?"