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

"Senior, this...this junior would not dare to offend you!"

Master Yideng shook his head. "No problem! Come on!"

Wang Jiuling could only nod in agreement, channeled his inner energy, and struck Master Yideng with a palm, then stopped in front of Master Yideng.

Master Yideng closed his eyes and carefully felt the palm force.

After a long while, he opened his eyes, clasped his hands together, and his gaze involuntarily drifted towards the outside of the main hall, towards the long, winding mountain behind Chongyang Palace.

There seemed to be a hint of surprise between his brows, but he quickly recovered.

"Amitabha! So that's how it is!"

Master Yideng wore a meaningful smile, perhaps he had guessed something, or perhaps for some other reason, which was hard to fathom.

The two returned to the main hall of Chongyang Palace, where the Seven Masters of Quanzhen were still waiting.

"Amitabha!"

Master Yideng smiled and spoke to the Seven Masters of Quanzhen:

"After discussing with you just now, I can confirm that your innate skill was indeed acquired through proper means! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was personally taught by Master Chongyang!"

"This old monk was originally unwilling to interfere in the internal affairs of the Quanzhen Sect, but this time it just so happens that I have encountered this situation and have some connection with it. It is fate that I dare to speak up."

His expression was serious:

"If you gentlemen trust this old monk, you will have no doubts about this matter in the future!"

Master Yideng's words left the Seven Masters of Quanzhen looking at each other in bewilderment, all deeply moved.

Who was Master Yideng? The fact that he would vouch for Wang Jiuling like this left them speechless with astonishment and immense excitement.

But soon, they understood what Master Yideng meant.

Wang Jiuling's innate skill was acquired legitimately, having received affirmation from Master Yideng, a successor of the innate skill.

At this moment, the doubts in their eyes almost disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jiuling glanced at Master Yideng and couldn't help but ponder Master Yideng's words.

What does it mean exactly?

This is clearly speaking up for him.

"Jiuling! Since that's the case, let's leave it at that. Go back and cultivate diligently, and absolutely do not slack off!"

Ma Yu has spoken, clearly indicating that she is not prepared to pursue the matter further.

At this moment, Master Yideng spoke with a smile:

"Young benefactor! If you encounter any difficulties in your cultivation of the Innate Skill in the future, you may visit this old monk at Tianlong Temple in Dali!"

Please remember, this innate skill is not easy to cultivate, young benefactor, please be careful!

Wang Jiuling could tell that Master Yideng was intentionally helping him, and he thanked him in return.

With the matter resolved, Wang Jiuling breathed a sigh of relief, respectfully bid farewell to everyone, and then left Chongyang Palace.

When Wang Jiuling left the main hall of Chongyang Palace, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen looked somewhat embarrassed.

You look at me, I look at you.

Ma Yu opened her mouth.

"This...this child has such a fortunate opportunity, can it be considered that he has received the master's personal teachings?"

After all, this is an innate skill!

Qiu Chuji nodded.

"If he were an outsider, it wouldn't matter, but he is a member of the Quanzhen School. According to the rules, he is also considered a disciple of the master..."

Hao Datong looked puzzled.

"But... if we calculate it that way, wouldn't Jiuling... wouldn't he become our junior brother?"

"This... how are we supposed to face that child after this! We can't possibly call him 'Junior Brother' all along, can we?"

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were somewhat numb.

Master Yideng's authority is too high. He is not only a master, but also an old friend of Wang Chongyang, and Wang Chongyang personally taught him the Innate Skill.

He actually said something like, "It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was personally taught by Master Chongyang."

They are faced with a difficult choice.

In short, over the past few days, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen frequently gathered at Chongyang Palace for meetings, and no one knew what they were discussing.

But from then on, Wang Jiuling felt that everything had changed.

It is everything.

First, there was Wang Chuyi. Although he still treated him very well, Wang Jiuling always felt that something was wrong with this kindness.

For example, in public, Wang Jiuling could show any respect to his master, but Wang Chuyi stipulated that in private, especially in Chongyang Palace, Wang Jiuling was absolutely forbidden from performing the grand gesture of kowtowing to him.

Furthermore, he was required to visit Chongyang Palace every month to pay homage to Wang Chongyang's portrait whenever he was within the Quanzhen Sect.

These regulations were so inexplicable that Wang Jiuling was completely baffled.

The other members of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen were also included.

When I saw Wang Jiuling, there was always something strange about his eyes.

It could be said to be more intimate, but it also seems strange.

Then there's the accommodation.

The place where Wang Jiuling originally lived was suddenly slated for demolition and renovation. Then, there happened to be a vacant residence near Chongyang Palace, so Wang Jiuling was arranged to "temporarily reside" there.

This location is so close to Chongyang Palace that it's no worse than Zhen Zhibing's residence.

This left the other disciples of the Quanzhen School completely astonished.

Zhao Zhijing, hiding in the shadows, gritted his teeth in despair.

But they also said it was "temporary accommodation," and they didn't know when the original accommodation would be repaired...

Furthermore, Wang Chuyi took it upon himself to exempt Wang Jiuling from his morning lessons and also instructed the disciples guarding the mountain to patrol the western peak where Wang Jiuling often practiced, so as not to be disturbed.

The purpose was actually to allow Wang Jiuling to calmly cultivate the Innate Skill.

The Innate Skill is extremely important to the Quanzhen School. Since Wang Chongyang passed away, no one in Quanzhen School has mastered it. Wang Jiuling no longer represents himself, but the legacy of Master Chongyang.

Wang Jiuling himself was not complacent because of these achievements. In his eyes, strength was the deciding factor.

So after taking care of the trivial matters, he went to see Wang Chongyang again as agreed.

On the western mountain peak, moonlight shone down, and an old man and a young man sat cross-legged.

Wang Chongyang looked at the young man before him.

Seven days passed, and he did not see any arrogance or conceit in Wang Jiuling's eyes because of practicing the Innate Skill.

He remained as composed as ever, seemingly unaware of what the Innate Skill was.

This pleased Wang Chongyang somewhat.

However, these alone are not enough to practice the Innate Skill...

After a moment of silence, Wang Chongyang spoke.

"You have completed the Foundation Establishment stage. Next, you will begin the second stage of cultivating the Innate Skill! However..."

Wang Chongyang's gaze began to become subtle.

"The Innate Skill is extremely yang and powerful; to cultivate it to its deepest level, one must maintain a state of mind undisturbed by external things!"

"If you have attachments in your heart, you are bound to go astray and become possessed."

"Therefore, to cultivate the Innate Skill, you need to let go of your attachments..."

"Family ties, romantic love, hatred..."

At this point, Wang Chongyang stared intently into Wang Jiuling's eyes, his aged voice ringing out: "Are you willing to give up all of this for the Innate Skill?"

This is an extremely challenging question.

If he agrees, then he must "forget himself of worldly desires." If he refuses, not being able to master the Innate Skill is a minor matter. The biggest problem is that Wang Chongyang once said that if he fails to master it, it would be considered betraying his master and ancestors.

Think about the consequences yourself.

Faced with this question, Wang Jiuling fell silent for the first time.

In the past, when he encountered problems, his answers were always concise and to the point.

Wang Chongyang didn't urge him, but just watched quietly.

Dark clouds drifted across the sky, obscuring the moonlight and plunging the area into a brief period of darkness.

Meanwhile, in a small town in Jiangnan.

Cheng Ying sat alone by the window, holding a jade flute in her hand, gazing at the moon.

"I wonder if Brother Wang is also looking at the moon..."

A young girl's longing is simple and pure.

Suddenly, the moon in the sky was obscured by a dark cloud, and the light dimmed.

Cheng Ying felt a dull ache in her heart, as if something was pressing down on her.

She didn't know where this feeling came from, but she unconsciously tightened her grip on the jade flute...