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

Soon, Kublai Khan's tent was filled with his advisors, including Han Chinese, Mongols, and other people, even Semu people.

The Golden Wheel Monk was also present, but because he had suffered a setback in front of Xiangyang City, his momentum was not very strong, and he simply followed quietly beside Kublai Khan.

Kublai Khan invited everyone to sit down, and he took the seat of honor.

"Gentlemen, I have summoned you here late at night because I wish to have your advice and strategies!"

"I wanted to recruit Qingyangzi of the Quanzhen Sect in the Central Plains martial arts world, but he is unruly and loyal to the Song Dynasty!"

"Gentlemen...do you have any way to help me subdue him?"

When Kublai Khan said this, everyone present looked at each other in surprise.

They also wondered if Kublai Khan had summoned them late at night because of some important military matter.

Little did I know it was all just to subdue a Taoist priest from the Central Plains.

As Kublai Khan lowered his head, the Golden Wheel Monk's fingers gripped the armrest of his seat and tightened involuntarily.

But his face remained expressionless.

At this moment, the strategists discussed among themselves, with some suggesting using the sword Wang Jiuling left behind, or even kidnapping him again, to force Wang Jiuling to come to the Mongol camp.

But someone immediately objected, and a middle-aged Han Chinese scholar stood up.

"Your Highness, I think this is inappropriate!"

Kublai Khan raised his hand, gesturing for him to speak.

The middle-aged scholar held a palm-leaf fan and waved it back and forth. "Since this person is so arrogant, it seems that force will not work!"

The incident at Nanzhuyuan last time already proved it!

Kublai Khan nodded in agreement, and the middle-aged scholar continued:

"In that case, we have to take a softer approach! We can't force him to take the sword; we have to ask him to!"

Kublai Khan became interested. "Please continue, sir! I would like to hear more!"

Upon seeing Kublai Khan's attitude, the middle-aged scholar's face showed a hint of smugness, while the advisor beside him, who had just been refuted, looked displeased.

"We can announce to the world that Prince Kublai Khan wants to return the sword to Qingyangzi on his own initiative!"

"Just to show our sincerity, we invite him to come to our Mongol camp in person to retrieve the sword!"

"This man is very arrogant. Didn't he shout in front of Xiangyang that he would come to take the sword?"

If the prince is so polite, and he still doesn't dare to come, the whole world will laugh at him for being a coward!

Knowing his temperament, he'll definitely come to collect it!

Kublai Khan nodded in thought.

The strategist who had been refuted earlier snorted coldly. "Hmph! That's quite a clever idea, isn't it? But what will we do when Qingyangzi arrives?"

What if he refuses to stay after I give him the sword?

Are we just going to let him leave? In the end, wouldn't we have to resort to force anyway?

The others nodded in agreement.

Kublai Khan, however, remained unperturbed. "Since you've raised this issue, surely you have a good solution?"

The middle-aged scholar glanced at the others disdainfully, lightly fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, a smug look on his face.

"That's certainly true!"

He gave a soft hum.

"Hehe! The desires of men in the world are nothing more than three things: first, a sense of national responsibility; second, personal fame and fortune; and third, beautiful women."

Even if this Qingyang Zhenren is arrogant, he still has to have one thing to offer!

Having weaknesses means they are not unrecruitable; we can devise a plan then.

He is loyal to the Song Dynasty, so we will show him the corruption of the Song Dynasty and make him disheartened!

If he were to become completely disillusioned with the Song Dynasty, wouldn't it be wonderful if Kublai Khan's son could then try to recruit him again?

Kublai Khan frowned and nodded.

"If he loves fame and fortune, with His Highness's magnanimity, I'm sure he can afford to have any fame or fortune he desires!"

It's much better than that incompetent and corrupt Song Dynasty court!

"If he likes beautiful women, then it's very simple! We'll find beautiful women for him, what can we do about it?"

"It's nothing but withered bones and fallen beauty!"

"Prince! You cannot take him by force; you must win his heart!"

Kublai Khan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Yes, he just didn't believe that the Taoist priest really had no weaknesses at all!

Kublai Khan stood up and applauded. "Sir, this plan is truly brilliant! Very well! Then let us do as you say!"

Spread the word that I am hosting this banquet to personally return the sword to Master Qingyang, and that he must come and retrieve it!

"I, the King, will welcome you with open arms!"

"It would be best if the whole world knew about this!"

"Also, spread some rumors that Qingyangzi is afraid of me and dares not come! Put some pressure on him!"

At this point, some people still stood up to find fault.

"Prince! Absolutely not! He has already seized the banner of our Great Mongol Empire from the battlefield. If we were to politely ask him for the sword now, wouldn't that be beneath your dignity?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged scholar looked at Kublai Khan with some panic.

Unexpectedly, Kublai Khan chuckled and waved his hand.

"In my eyes, how can a mere royal banner compare to Qingyangzi?"

"Face? If I could gain the favor of such a wise man, I wouldn't mind sacrificing some face!"

Kublai Khan was still very young at this time, but he already showed the domineering aura of a future great ruler.

After everyone was ordered to leave, Kublai Khan looked at the Golden Wheel Monk who had remained silent beside him.

He chuckled to himself, thinking that he had deliberately not asked the Golden Wheel Monk's opinion earlier, just to show everyone.

I am eager to find talented people, but I only want capable individuals. If you are not capable, you will not be respected by me.

After the reprimands are over, it's time to offer some sweet treats.

Kublai Khan bowed slightly to the Golden Wheel Monk.

"Imperial Advisor! What they did was just a minor matter."

"But I have something more important that requires the Imperial Advisor's help. If that Qingyangzi is unruly and refuses to submit, I cannot leave him to the Song Dynasty!"

"This person's martial arts are extremely high. I cannot rely on anyone else. I will need the Imperial Advisor to take action!"

The Imperial Advisor is the pillar of our Mongolian nation!

These were well-spoken words, and Kublai Khan's attitude was also commendable, which warmed the heart of the Golden Wheel Monk.

But at the same time, there is a deep sense of crisis.

"Your Highness, please rest assured, I will do my utmost!"

The Golden Wheel Monk left, but not to sleep; he went to practice his martial arts. Kublai Khan, upon learning of his whereabouts, returned to his tent with a smile.

Guo Fu, Wang Jiuling, and others have been staying here for several days, and Yang Guo has also returned today.

His clothes were filthy, and he looked thinner when he came back.

But Wang Jiuling received some good news.

He saw the giant eagle in the valley and even went into the sword tomb.

Just as Wang Jiuling had predicted, he successfully ate the snake gall, and his internal strength increased by at least seven or eight years.

However, Yang Guo did not bring back the heavy sword. This kid's choice was the same as Wang Jiuling's back then, only dragging the Divine Condor to spar with him.

However, this was actually within Wang Jiuling's expectations.

Yang Guo did not lose an arm, and Wang Jiuling taught him the Quanzhen Sword Technique.

Wang Jiuling's swordsmanship had long since forged its own path, and was no weaker than anyone else's.

Learning Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship is certainly good, but to obtain Wang Jiuling's true teachings is to achieve the ultimate path.

Yang Guo did spar with the Divine Condor while wielding a heavy sword, but after gaining a lot of insight, he eventually chose to use his original sword again.

But he was truly a genius, and with this, he mastered the swordsmanship that Wang Jiuling had taught him.

He demonstrated swordsmanship to Wang Jiuling, and it actually looked quite impressive.

Indeed, like master, like disciple.

This can be considered a tacit understanding, right?

"Master! When I left the valley, the eagle seemed to want to follow me, but I felt it wasn't convenient, so I left it in the valley for the time being."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiuling thought to himself, "Sure enough, when I left, that big bird didn't even leave the valley; it retreated straight back into the Sword Tomb."

After Yang Guo left, he actually took the initiative to throw himself at him...

Yang Guo also found it amazing that his master had given him such a great opportunity, but he didn't know how his master had calculated it so accurately.

Thus, Wang Jiuling somehow managed to push Yang Guo onto the path of becoming the legendary Condor Hero.

It's quite a poignant situation.

This time, however, Yang Guo did not lose his arm and did not have to wait sixteen years to find Xiaolongnu.

"Go, go find that giant eagle!"

"I'll be waiting to see the day you become a great hero!"

...

Master Yideng took Qiu Qianren to find Ying Gu; they had already left two days prior.

Wang Jiuling was leaving Xiangyang to return to Zhongnan Mountain.

With Guo Jing and the others watching them go with reluctance, the two carriages finally drove away from the Guo residence.

Ma Guangzuo sat in one of the carriages. "Qingyangzi! This is my first time visiting the Quanzhen Sect. Should I prepare a gift?"

"Of course I used it," Wang Jiuling said, turning around.

"Anyone who goes to visit must shave their head and donate their hair to the Quanzhen Sect, didn't you know?"

Ma Guangzuo covered his head in fright, his face full of shock.

"I really don't know!"

"Shaving your head? That'll make you a monk! I'm not going!"

puff!

Cheng Ying, who was standing next to Wang Jiuling, couldn't help but laugh out loud. Wang Jiuling smiled and shook his head.

"Brother Ma, I was just joking with you!"

The carriage had just left Xiangyang when Wang Jiuling and Cheng Ying were talking quietly when they heard the sound of a flute, followed by a voice filled with dissatisfaction.

"Boy! You just kidnapped my disciple like that? Shouldn't you have asked my opinion first?"

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