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

Qiu Qianren then stammered and cried out in a strange voice. Wang Jiuling and Master Yideng explained his situation to him.

Master Yideng looked into Qiu Qianren's eyes and told Wang Jiuling that he could release his acupoints.

Wang Jiuling didn't care. If he dared to cause trouble, he could just beat him to death.

After releasing his acupoints, Qiu Qianren immediately knelt on the ground before Master Yideng.

However, he did not see a trace of blame on Master Yideng's face.

Finally, Qiu Qianren volunteered to carry the weakened Master Yideng away from there.

Wang Jiuling carried his ancestor, who was still unconscious, on his back.

The group returned together via the same route.

Ma Guangzuo and his companion waited outside for a long time; it was already late at night.

The other monk in plain clothes immediately understood what was going on when he saw his senior brother come out on his own.

The two brothers burst into tears.

The next day, in an oasis town.

Inside the restaurant, Wang Jiuling recounted their journey to Master Yideng.

That was really tough.

Master Yideng ate the porridge and rice, and his health has improved considerably.

However, he had expended too much energy and could not recover his internal strength in a short time.

"Qingyangzi! Do you really think there's a treasure in Silent Valley? We haven't even gone to check it out!"

Standing to the side, Ma Guangzuo took a sip of rice wine, feeling somewhat regretful.

"Brother Ma, you can stay here too," Wang Jiuling joked with a smile.

Ma Guangzu shook his head like a rattle.

"Oh no, no! I want to go back to the Central Plains with you! This Western Regions is nothing but yellow earth!"

Just as the two were joking around, Wang Chongyang, who had been keeping his eyes closed, finally opened them.

When Wang Jiuling looked up, he met the gaze of his ancestor.

Wang Chongyang was initially confused, but his eyes quickly cleared.

"Grandmaster?" Wang Jiuling was overjoyed to see this.

Although he believed what Master Yideng said, how could he not be worried?

"Amitabha! Master Chongyang, you've awakened."

Master Yideng also smiled.

Upon seeing Wang Jiuling, he was about to bow to him, but Wang Chongyang raised his hand to stop him.

"Jiuling, there's no need for that."

"It seems I have already left Silent Valley?" Wang Chongyang turned his head and looked around.

Wang Jiuling sat down again and quickly asked the waiter to bring him porridge and rice.

"Master, please eat first!"

Wang Chongyang nodded, lowered his head and began to eat. Wang Jiuling took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and told his master what had happened.

"Master! Two years ago I returned to Zhongnan Mountain, but I couldn't find you anywhere..."

...

"That's it, Joyful Miller is dead in the Valley of Silence!"

Wang Chongyang finished his porridge and rice, and Wang Jiuling had also finished his story.

"I see... Child, you've worked hard."

Looking at this junior before him, Wang Chongyang was filled with emotion.

Wang Jiuling inquired about the patriarch's health.

Wang Chongyang also said that he only needs to wait for his energy and spirit to fully recover.

Wang Jiuling also observed that although the patriarch was physically weak, his eyes suddenly shone with divine light.

"Jiuling, take me back to Zhongnan Mountain! I want to see them!"

Previously, Wang Chongyang only wanted to live in seclusion, but now he suddenly proposed to meet the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.

Wang Jiuling readily agreed, as he was also planning to return home anyway.

"Master! My uncles and aunts will be overjoyed to see you!"

Wang Chongyang didn't speak for long before closing his eyes and falling asleep again.

Clearly, the losses of these decades cannot be made up in a single day.

Fortunately, everything turned out perfectly.

"Qingyangzi! I've never seen you so happy since I've known you!"

Beside him, Ma Guangzuo touched his face. "Hey! You never seem to smile!"

Wang Jiuling nodded with a smile. "Yes! I've never been happier than I am today!"

The group embarked on their journey back to the Central Plains.

Two monks in plain clothes also traveled with them; they were going to the Central Plains to find some of their fellow disciples who had stayed there.

Wang Chongyang would wake up every day along the way, but the time he was awake was limited.

However, Wang Jiuling kept calculating the time and discovered that the time his ancestor was awake was actually increasing.

The increase is not significant.

They passed through the town where they had first encountered the Hundred Herbs Fairy.

Although Baicao Xian no longer needed to retrieve the insects, Wang Jiuling still collected the insect corpses while he was in the valley and brought them to Baicao Xian.

He also asked Baicao Xian to check on Wang Chongyang's condition and get some calming medicine before leaving.

Before returning to the Central Plains, the last stop in the Western Regions was naturally Qixia Temple in Zhenhai City.

On this day, inside Qixia Temple.

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Wang Daoqing intended to sit down in the chair, but was startled by Wang Jiuling's words and fell to the ground.

He got up, disregarding his appearance, and looked at Wang Chongyang, who was sitting there with his eyes closed.

"He...he's the founder?!"

Wang Jiuling nodded. "Senior brother, I know this is hard to understand, but it's true."

Since the Patriarch was preparing to return to Zhongnan Mountain to see the Headmaster and his fellow disciples, he obviously did not intend to keep it a secret any longer, so it was fine to tell his fellow disciple Wang Daoqing.

Wang Daoqing would never believe it.

"Are you kidding me? Wang Jiuling! I'm warning you, don't go too far! You're insulting our sect's founder!"

He spoke vehemently until Wang Jiuling asked him to bring the portrait of Patriarch Chongyang that was being worshipped. After a careful comparison, Wang Daoqing finally knelt down.

They even dragged out Li Daoxuan, who was recovering from his injuries, to kneel down as well.

This scene terrified the young Taoist priests waiting nearby.

Li Daoxuan could not kneel now, but Wang Jiuling stopped him.

It took a lot of effort to calm them down.

"Senior brothers, I must take our patriarch back to Zhongnan Mountain," Wang Jiuling said after everyone sat down.

"My junior brother previously said that you should come back with me..."

When this was mentioned, Li Daoxuan and Wang Daoqing fell silent.

But soon, Wang Daoqing looked at Li Daoxuan. "Senior brother! You should leave!"

Li Daoxuan didn't understand what his junior brother meant.

Wang Daoqing sighed.

"I've been thinking a lot these past few days. Senior brother, you've sacrificed so much for Qixia Temple all these years, and you still think about Zhongnan Mountain."

"Unlike me! I've gotten used to life here!"

"So, senior brother, you should go back!"

"Qixia Temple needs someone to guard it. We can't all leave. I'll stay and wait for my two senior brothers who are away to return!"

Li Daoxuan's face showed shock. "Junior brother! You are still young. Even if someone leaves, it will be you..."

But before he could finish speaking, Wang Daoqing interrupted him.

"Senior brother! You are going back to prove to Master on behalf of all of us fellow disciples that we have never backed down!"

We haven't left for the past twenty years, and we won't leave for the next twenty or thirty years!

Seeing that Li Daoxuan was still hesitating, Wang Daoqing uttered some harsh words.

"Senior brother! Do you want me to go back? I have a terrible temper!"

You know me! If I go back, I'll unleash all the pent-up grievances I've held onto over the years! I'll hurl the most offensive insults I can think of!

"I won't give face to anyone!"

These words silenced Li Daoxuan, his eyes reddening, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Junior brother, you..."

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"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and leave! Once you leave, I'll be the sect leader! Don't you know I've wanted to be the sect leader for a long time?" Wang Daoqing waved his hand, his face full of impatience.

Li Daoxuan finally agreed to leave.

After all these years, he has been so attached to Zhongnan Mountain and really wants to go back and see it.

Wang Daoqing, however, resolutely chose to stay.

But he secretly went to Wang Jiuling and personally apologized to him.

"Junior brother, I'm outspoken and blunt, and I've offended you in the past! Please forgive me!"

"Senior brother has no desire for power or profit. Take him back to Zhongnan Mountain and don't let him be ostracized or bullied."

"And...and we mustn't let him come back!"

"Senior brother, please..."

Wang Jiuling naturally agreed.

Xin Dao Qixia Temple had helped him too much, and Wang Daoqing wouldn't go back, so Wang Jiuling couldn't force him.

Wang Jiuling taught Wang Daoqing as much of his perfected Quanzhen Swordplay as possible, and also left him the recipe for the Black Jade Broken-Healing Ointment.

Even gold nuggets brought out from the Vajra Gate.

But Wang Jiuling knew that these things could never make up for the debt in Wang Daoqing's heart.

"Senior brother, the journey through the martial world is long and arduous. Take care, your junior brother will come back to see you!"

"I will definitely come back! I definitely will!"

Now that Wang Jiuling is leaving, their past grievances can no longer outweigh their camaraderie as fellow disciples. Wang Daoqing turns away, seemingly indifferent, but his eyes are actually red.

Wang Jiuling and the others left.

Wang Daoqing stood at the entrance of Qixia Temple, watching them leave for a long time.

My senior brother has left. Who knows when the other two senior brothers who are traveling abroad will return?

One year? Five years? Or ten years?

Perhaps he will never come back.

However, Wang Jiuling is a man of his word. If he says he will come back, then he will come back, right?

At least there's hope now.

"I'm going to be very busy from now on..." Wang Daoqing turned around and closed the gate of the Taoist temple.

After the Western Regions affair was over, Wang Jiuling and his entourage embarked on their journey to the desert.

Now that the typhoon season is over, it's not so dangerous anymore, and there are more camel caravans passing by.

With the arrival of the rainy season, the oasis becomes even more vibrant.

The journey here was long, and the return journey was marked by gentle rain.

...

Wang Jiuling embarked on his journey home, but the Central Plains were far from peaceful.

Especially Xiangyang City.

Before the city gate of Xiangyang, Yang Guo stood looking haggard, with Xiaolongnu beside him.

"Auntie, let's go to town!"

(Today's update is 7,000 words, bringing the Western Regions chapter to a complete close and officially returning to the Central Plains.)

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