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

Wang Jiuling looked down and realized he was wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, and that he had been underestimated.

He chuckled to himself: One day I'll actually be "playing dumb to fool the enemy."

However, he didn't have the patience to get entangled with the villains.

The dark-faced man's vision blurred, and he found that Wang Jiuling had already appeared behind him.

Then he grabbed one of his two companions by the neck.

boom!

Wang Jiuling pushed the two men together, causing them to collide and break bones. Before they could even scream, they coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

Warm blood splattered on his face, and the dark-faced man's eyes widened in complete astonishment.

He plopped down on the ground, trembling all over.

A foul odor wafted from between his legs, and he was so scared that he peed himself.

Wang Jiuling frowned and coldly watched the dark-faced man kneel before him.

"Hero! I was wrong, hero! I was wrong!!"

"Don't kill me! I was wrong!"

"Who sent you?" Wang Jiuling asked coldly, his gaze making the dark-faced man feel like he was about to explode.

"No! We just want to make money! The Mongols contacted us and told us to come to Zhongnan Mountain to gather information!"

"The Mongol officials made us do it! There are many like us who only agreed to the Mongols for the money; I didn't really submit to them!"

"Spare me, hero! I've told you everything I know, please spare me!"

The guy was so scared that he kept screaming, and Wang Jiuling could no longer get any more information out of him.

puff!

The next second, a pebble on the ground was kicked by Wang Jiuling and flew into the guy's forehead, embedding itself there.

The body fell to the ground, and Wang Jiuling left without looking back.

"Why choose to be a traitor?"

After killing three spies, Wang Jiuling headed towards the back of the mountain. He hadn't been back to Zhongnan Mountain for a long time, so he decided to take a stroll.

He was thinking about the Mongols, whose hostility towards the Quanzhen School was now no longer concealed.

In the past, we would send experts, proceeding with caution.

The fact that they're sending this kind of spies to scout ahead shows that they've started to disregard everything else.

Or rather, not treating the Quanzhen School as a problem that needs careful resolution.

Perhaps the next time they attack Zhongnan Mountain, it will be with a large number of Mongol troops...

When we get back, we need to remind the sect leaders to prepare countermeasures.

As Wang Jiuling walked and pondered, he arrived at the area of ​​the ancient tomb.

Just then, someone came out of the ancient tomb, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a familiar face.

"Yang Guo?"

Yang Guo had just stepped out of the Ancient Tomb when he heard someone calling him. He looked up and saw that it was Wang Jiuling.

"Master!"

Yang Guo ran up to Wang Jiuling.

"Weren't you in Xiangyang? Why are you back?" Wang Jiuling looked Yang Guo up and down and noticed that Yang Guo seemed unhappy.

Yang Guo's face fell.

"Master, my aunt..."

He told Wang Jiuling the news that Xiaolongnu had left without saying goodbye, and then pointed to the ancient tomb.

"My aunt said the ancient tomb was damaged, but when I came back, the damaged parts had been repaired. However, I couldn't find my aunt anywhere in the tomb."

Wang Jiuling knew that this ancient tomb was probably not repaired by Xiaolongnu, but by Patriarch Chongyang.

Because Little Dragon Girl doesn't know how to fix things.

"Master! I think my aunt is angry with me because I didn't want to go back to the Ancient Tomb, so she left. I have to go find her again." Yang Guo sighed.

He had been searching all along the way, and had been exhausted both physically and mentally lately, to the point that he no longer had the strength to laugh.

As he spoke, Yang Guo forced a smile.

At this moment, Wang Jiuling frowned slightly.

Xiaolongnu has a very solitary personality. In her heart, besides Yang Guo, there is only the Ancient Tomb. Logically speaking, even if she knew that the Ancient Tomb was damaged and uninhabitable, she should most likely have returned to Zhongnan Mountain.

Even if you don't enter the ancient tomb, you'll still be near it.

"Yang Guo, have you searched around the Ancient Tomb?"

Yang Guo nodded.

"Master, not to mention the area near the ancient tomb, I've even searched the small town at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain."

"But on my way back from Xiangyang, I didn't hear a single thing about my aunt."

"I suspect she may not have come back at all?"

"But where can she go?"

Wang Jiuling was also deep in thought.

Could it be the Valley of Heartbreak? But Little Dragon Girl wasn't injured like in the original story.

Besides, that old lecher Gongsun Zhi is long dead...

If she doesn't return to Zhongnan Mountain, it's too easy for Xiaolongnu to run into trouble on her own while venturing into the world.

If something were to happen to Xiaolongnu, I, as her disciple, would probably not be able to bear it.

Wang Jiuling looked up at Yang Guo's anxious and haggard face, knowing that he couldn't put too much pressure on him immediately and needed to remind him in a different way.

So Wang Jiuling suppressed his bad thoughts and showed a relaxed smile.

"Yang Guo, don't worry, your aunt is a master of martial arts, she won't be in any danger."

"Perhaps she felt the ancient tomb was damaged and she didn't know how to repair it, so she didn't come back?"

"Think about where you two have been together before? Maybe she's there."

Yang Guo's eyes lit up when Wang Jiuling reminded him of this.

"That's right! How come I didn't think of that?"

Yang Guo was overjoyed.

"I'll search in Zhongnan Mountain for two more days. If I don't find it there, I'll come down!"

Wang Jiuling nodded.

"What a coincidence, I'm also going down the mountain in two days. If it's on the same route, why don't you come with me?"

"You need to get some rest these next few days. Look at your complexion! If you collapse from exhaustion, your aunt will worry when you see her!"

Yang Guo touched his face and hurriedly agreed.

Only then did he realize that the style of his master's Taoist robe was wrong.

"Master, are you going down the mountain again? Didn't you just get back?"

"And your Taoist robe..."

Wang Jiuling did not hide anything and told Yang Guo about his demotion to an ordinary disciple and his impending departure from the mountain to preach.

Yang Guo was shocked; he felt that the Quanzhen Sect was making a mountain out of a molehill.

But the master was very open-minded, and there was not a trace of frustration on his face.

"Alright, go now. I will come to find you here in two days."

Yang Guo hurriedly went to the vicinity of the Ancient Tomb to look for Xiaolongnü.

Wang Jiuling did not try to persuade him, but instead pondered the various possibilities surrounding Xiaolongnu's disappearance.

With a sigh, he headed towards Zhongnan Mountain.

As he walked along the mountain path, the disciples around him would still respectfully bow to Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling's willingness to give up his position as the Sword-Holding Elder and go down the mountain to atone for his sins earned him the respect of some disciples.

Wang Jiuling found Zhen Zhibing and told him about the Mongol spies in the back mountains.

However, Zhongnan Mountain is too vast, and even if all the Quanzhen Sect disciples were sent out, there would always be oversights.

The two then discussed remarking the locations that needed the most attention on the map.

"Senior brother, I'm good at light footwork. I'll keep an eye on the back mountain peaks these next few days, just in case the Mongols find any overlooked paths."

Wang Jiuling wanted to do something before he left.

Zhen Zhibing nodded.

"By the way, junior brother."

Zhen Zhibing told Wang Jiuling that Ma Yu had asked him to deliver a message that Wang Chongyang was waiting on the western mountain peak, and Wang Jiuling would have to go there after he returned.

When Wang Jiuling arrived at the western peak, Wang Chongyang was already waiting for him, just as he had instructed Wang Jiuling in martial arts here countless times before.

"Jiuling, come here and sit down!"

Upon seeing Wang Jiuling arrive, Wang Chongyang beckoned him over before he could even offer his greetings.

Wang Jiuling came to Wang Chongyang and sat down.

Looking at the patriarch in front of him, Wang Jiuling had a strange feeling.

The patriarch appeared to be in good spirits, with divine light flashing in his eyes from time to time, and his aura was unfathomable.

Wang Jiuling always felt that his patriarch was about to leave him.