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

Wang Zhongli looked at Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling wore only a faint smile, which was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Wang Zhongli frowned slightly and bowed to Wu Yong and Wang Jiuling.

"As the saying goes, one should not hold a grudge against the host. You two are both my guests, so why fight here? Why not give me some face and let's make peace for now?"

Wang Jiuling smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to Wang Zhongli. "Fellow Daoist, you are overthinking it. I will follow your lead as a guest."

Wang Zhongli nodded, then looked at Wu Yong. "Sir, alchemy is the most important thing."

Wu Yong glared fiercely at Wang Jiuling, then looked at Wang Zhongli, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"I'm just giving you a heads-up, please go ahead!" With that, he sat down again, no longer looking at Wang Jiuling.

Wang Zhongli remained silent, sat down, and began to light a fire to refine pills.

Wang Jiuling stood there quietly watching.

"Junior brother, do you have a grudge against him?" Li Daoxuan asked curiously, while Ma Guangzu also peered in curiously.

Wang Jiuling briefly recounted their past conflict, then shook his head.

"It's alright. My past grievances with him are wiped clean after today."

"Uh..." Li Daoxuan blinked.

Cancel it all?

On his way back to the Central Plains, he heard many rumors, all saying that Wang Jiuling was petty.

He had always been curious, but seeing this today, he realized that his junior brother was actually quite magnanimous!

Despite the other party's arrogance, he remained composed and didn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

Such a broad mind.

Li Daoxuan felt that something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it...

Yang Guo glanced at his master's warm expression.

Yang Guo's eyes turned somewhat strange.

Wang Zhongli was skilled in alchemy and quickly produced one pill, but he still needed to refine another.

Wu Yong looked at his attendant and said calmly, "Go and tell the people down the mountain that alchemy takes time and that they should wait where they are."

The attendants were somewhat puzzled.

"Sir, we did bring it with us this time..."

"Just go when I tell you to. Why all the nonsense?" Wu Yong interrupted his attendant.

The attendant immediately bowed. "Yes, sir!"

He then left the Taoist temple.

Behind him, Wang Jiuling looked at the pills being put into a cloth bag, and his smile deepened.

The attendant left and didn't return until the second pill was almost finished being refined.

"Sir, they've been waiting!"

Wu Yong nodded, his gaze inadvertently drifting towards Wang Jiuling, a hint of provocation in his eyes.

"snort!"

He opened the folding fan in his hand, gently swayed it, and comfortably lay back in the rattan chair.

Upon seeing this, Ma Guangzuo glared back, then looked at Wang Jiuling and spoke softly.

"Qingyangzi! That guy is despicable! Look at his arrogant attitude!"

"It's a pity he's a member of the Song Dynasty court, otherwise I would definitely teach him a lesson!"

Beside him, Li Daoxuan leaned closer and reminded Wang Jiuling with some concern.

"Don't be impulsive. If we offend him, we'll not only offend the imperial court, but we might also bring trouble to the Chongdao Temple in Tongbai."

Ma Guangzuo sighed.

As darkness fell, Wang Zhongli finished refining the second pill and handed it to Wu Yong.

"Master! Now that the elixir has been refined, we will not disturb you any longer and will take our leave!"

Wu Yong bowed and took his leave.

Wang Zhongli nodded expressionlessly, then instructed the young disciples to move the alchemy furnace away.

Ma Guangzu watched Wu Yong and the others leave and snorted coldly. Li Daoxuan also shook his head helplessly.

"Enough, enough, junior brother, you..."

He turned his head and saw Wang Jiuling walking out. He quickly called out, "Junior Brother, where are you going?"

Wang Jiuling didn't even turn his head.

"I promised Fellow Daoist Wang that I would kill him, and I will keep my word, so I will not do it at the Taoist temple."

Now that they're gone, we can kill them.

As he spoke, Wang Jiuling's figure had already walked away into the distance.

"What?" Li Daoxuan asked in surprise.

Didn't we say we'd wipe the hatchet? Why are we suddenly going to kill someone again?

wrong!

Li Daoxuan suddenly realized, "So this is what 'settling things off' means? Killing someone means the grudges are over, right?"

"Junior brother! Don't be impulsive! We are here to spread the Dao; we cannot easily offend the imperial court!"

Li Daoxuan panicked. He stepped forward to catch up with Wang Jiuling, but Wang Jiuling was too fast and had already disappeared from sight.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhongli followed Wang Jiuling as he watched him leave.

Li Daoxuan became even more anxious.

"Oh no! Junior brother was so impulsive! Now we're going to offend Fellow Daoist Wang!"

He hurriedly chased after them outside the Taoist temple.

Ma Guangzuo and Yang Guo exchanged a glance and followed.

...

At this moment, on the mountain road.

Wu Yongzheng led the way, running wildly down the mountain.

"Sir! Why...why are we in such a hurry? Why don't we just stay at the Taoist temple...at the Taoist temple?"

The attendant was somewhat overweight and was panting heavily from running.

"Foolish!" Wu Yong turned around and cursed him. "After following me for so long, you still have no brains at all!"

"That Taoist priest is no good! Last time at Dasheng Pass, he was afraid of offending the Grand Secretary and causing trouble for Guo Jing of Xiangyang."

He dared to draw his sword on the spot! And I've heard from some martial arts practitioners that this Qingyangzi is very vengeful!

"No one knows we're here today except for the Grand Secretary. If that Taoist priest tries to kill us, we're all doomed!"

"When I saw him just now, I knew something bad had happened, but I couldn't show my fear at that time."

That kind of provocation was nothing more than a deliberate bluff.

We sent you down the mountain so he would think we have people down there! We're afraid to harm him!

"Run! It'll be bad if he reacts too late!"

Tatata!

The sound of several people's footsteps echoed on the mountain path.

As darkness fell, Wu Yong could no longer see the mountain path clearly, so he lowered his head and ran.

"Sir! There's someone up ahead!"

The attendant's voice suddenly came from beside my ear.

Wu Yong suddenly looked up and saw a figure standing on the dimly lit mountain path below.

The sudden appearance of the person startled Wu Yong.

When Wu Yong saw the man's face clearly, his expression changed drastically.

Wang Jiuling!

He stood expressionless on the mountain path, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"you!"

Wu Yong was terrified and took two steps back, almost falling over.

Several of his attendants immediately blocked Wu Yong's path. "How dare you! Do you know whose way you're blocking? Get out of the way!"

Wang Jiuling's gaze was indifferent, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Last time, Dasheng Pass spared your lives, and you didn't even know to find a secluded spot in the deep mountains and forests to live in seclusion."

He took a step, his body as light as a feather, and appeared in front of them in an instant.

boom!

The two leading henchmen spat out blood and flew through the air.

The remaining followers stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with horror.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

Wu Yong ordered his men to hold them off, but he turned and ran up the mountain.

But he hadn't run more than a few steps when he turned around and found the guards lying scattered all over the ground.

boom!

"what!"

Wu Yong was so frightened that he stumbled and fell forward, his knee hitting the stone steps, causing him to scream in pain.

Just as Wang Jiuling was getting closer step by step.

Footsteps came from above Wu Yong's head.

He looked up and saw that Wang Zhongli had followed him up the mountain road. Wu Yong clutched his knee.

"Please save me, sir! If you save me, I will go back and mention your merits to Minister Shi! You will be treated well!"

Wang Zhongli didn't look at Wu Yong, but instead turned his gaze to Wang Jiuling.

"No matter how deep the grudges are, they can still disregard everything and commit such a murder."

"Fellow Daoist, you have offended the current prime minister. I'm afraid you can no longer preach the Dao."

Wang Jiuling stopped in his tracks.

Despite Wu Yong's painful shifting between the two, he only looked at Wang Zhongli.

"Fellow Daoist, are you perhaps trying to stop me?"

Wang Zhongli's hands were exposed behind his back, hanging down. "I have long heard of Fellow Daoist Qingyang's unparalleled martial arts; this humble Daoist would like to test them."