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

After dinner, in the backyard.

After drinking, Wang Jiuling and Yelü Qi got into a good mood and began to practice the Quanzhen sword technique.

Wang Jiuling didn't take advantage of Yelü Qi's inferior internal strength; he simply used swordsmanship.

Brush brush!

Wang Jiuling's sword was fast and swift, yet also wide and powerful, with astonishing force.

Even though Yelü Qi only defended and did not attack, he still found it difficult to defend.

The two stopped fighting. Yelü Qi's right hand went numb, so he had to switch the sword to his left hand.

"Brother Qingyang, your swordsmanship is indeed the authentic Quanzhen swordsmanship, but there's something wrong with it that I can't quite put my finger on."

Wang Jiuling smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Swordsmanship emphasizes intent over technique. If the moves are fixed, your mind will follow them. You can handle one variation, but you'll struggle with three."

"If every move changes, no matter how fast your hands are, can they outpace your thoughts?"

These words were like a revelation to Yelü Qi. After thinking for a moment, he solemnly bowed to Wang Jiuling and thanked him.

Wang Jiuling waved his hand, not caring about it.

"Brother Yelü, it's late, I'll go back to rest now. You're still injured, you should rest early too."

Wang Jiuling left, and Yelü Qi watched Wang Jiuling's retreating figure, still pondering the exquisite swordsmanship Wang Jiuling had just displayed.

At this moment, Yelü Yan, who had been watching from the sidelines, walked over.

Yelü Qi turned around and saw that it was his younger sister. He remembered what his sister had done during the meal and asked her about it out of curiosity.

Yelü Yan pulled Yelü Qi into the house before speaking.

"Brother, at the dinner table, were you planning to bring up the matter of seeking refuge with Master Guo?"

Yelü Qi nodded. "This is exactly what we planned when we came. Is there something wrong with it?"

Yelü Yan sighed.

"Brother, Master Guo is upright and generous, but that Lady Huang is not a kind-hearted person."

"When you were on the street, Qingyangzi revealed your true identity, and you have clearly stated that you are willing to atone for your sins with your life."

"They even handed over the sword."

"But in the Valley of Heartbreak, that female knight-errant was so cunning in using words to provoke you, to remind you, and to make you die in her place."

"That's judging a gentleman by your own petty standards. Even if she hadn't done that, would you have backed down, brother?"

"You may be sincere, but in other people's eyes, you are not trustworthy even if you risk your life."

The more Yelü Yan spoke, the worse her expression became.

"If it weren't for Qingyangzi, you might have been in mortal danger in the Valley of Heartbreak today."

"Although that female knight-errant has a reputation for chivalry, she is not even one ten-thousandth as upright and honorable as Qingyangzi."

"We've settled things today, but I know your personality."

"You've joined Master Guo's side. Master Guo might not mind, but the Guo family isn't just Master Guo."

"Miss Huang, and their daughters, and then there are Wu Xiuwen and Wu Dunru, which of them ever looked at you with a kind gaze?"

"If you become dependent on others in the future, and they bring this up again, how will you face them?"

No matter how humble you are, they will only take it for granted.

Yelü Qi fell silent; he was a smart man himself.

Although Yelü Yan spoke in an extreme way because she was worried about him, there was some truth to it.

If we were to suggest seeking refuge now, it wouldn't be a good option.

"In my opinion, brother, you should follow Qingyangzi."

"His name is known throughout the world. He is skilled in martial arts, has good character, and is a master of the Quanzhen Sect. You are about the same age. If you can work together, it would be perfect."

Yelü Yan offered advice to Yelü Qi.

Yelü Qi thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Let me think about it! Besides, we're currently at the Guo residence; it's not good to gossip about them behind their backs!"

As night deepened, the Guo residence gradually quieted down.

Meanwhile, the Mongol central army camp, which was attacking the Song Dynasty, was brightly lit.

At this moment, Kublai Khan, Ögedei Khan's son Köden, and the cavalry and infantry commander Chaghan were sitting together.

There were also some other Mongol officials inside the main tent.

"Kublai Khan!" Khoduan squinted at Kublai Khan.

"Now that it is springtime, we should hurry to prepare for stockpiling provisions and attacking the Song Dynasty!"

"Once the new autumn grain is stored in the granaries, and supplies are plentiful, we will immediately attack the Song Dynasty!"

"And what are you doing?"

"You've gone to such lengths to win over a mere Song Dynasty Taoist priest? You should know you are the Marshal of the Mongol Empire, the one who conquered the Song!"

"I am not an envoy to win over the Song people!"

Kublai Khan showed no joy or sorrow, simply taking a sip of wine and staring at the cup in his hand.

"I'm not joking."

"The Quanzhen School is currently facing a talent shortage; the Seven Masters of Quanzhen are getting old, and how many of the third-generation disciples are truly capable?"

"Qingyangzi is the future soul of Quanzhen. If we can obtain him, Quanzhen will completely belong to our Great Mongol Kingdom, and we can use Quanzhen to completely pacify the North."

"If we want to be able to rest easy at the front, the rear is just as important!"

"Moreover, if we could acquire this person, it would surely attract more talented Han Chinese to come and serve us. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Kuo Duan snorted coldly. "You're taking a mere Taoist priest far too seriously!"

Kublai Khan didn't even turn his head.

"The benefits we gained from Qingyangzi are not limited to simply confronting the Song army!"

Kuo Duan raised his hand.

"stop!"

"You keep spouting Song Dynasty phrases all day long, and you really love Song culture. I think you should just change your name and surname and join the Song Dynasty!"

He sneered and mocked.

"Then I'll marry a Song woman, have a son or daughter, and settle down in Song territory?"

"Maybe I can even become sworn brothers with that Qingyangzi!"

These words were quite harsh, and no one else in the tent looked up. Even Chahan remained silent and did not participate.

Upon hearing this, Kublai Khan frowned slightly, but his brows quickly relaxed.

He did not argue with Kuoduan.

Kuo Duan realized that his words had gone too far, and he snorted coldly.

"I agree with your views on governing the Song Dynasty, but even if you want to win over officials, you should think about how to do so, not some wandering Taoist priest!"

"What can these people do? Can they govern a country? What do they know?"

Kublai Khan shook his head.

"The people are the foundation of the nation! The Song court is corrupt and full of incompetent people. If our Mongols were to annex the Song territory, those Confucian scholars and officials could be used, but they cannot serve as the foundation."

"Don't underestimate these江湖草莽 (jianghu caomang, meaning roughnecks and outlaws). Sometimes, these people who have no connection with the Song court are the ones who most need to be appeased and recruited!"

But it is clear that Köden did not agree with what Kublai Khan said.

He waved his hand. "I'm not arguing with you! What you're saying is all empty talk, but attacking the Song Dynasty is the real issue. If you miss the opportunity, you'll be held responsible!"

"Think it over carefully!"

After saying this, Kuoduan got up and left his seat.

Other officials also gradually took their leave, leaving Kublai Khan sitting alone in his chair.

In his view, the Song court and its officials were, at best, all empty shells.

Song Min, Wang Jiuling, and the Quanzhen School are the "bones".

Skin is for use, but bones are for reliance.

Kublai Khan slowly walked out of the tent. At this moment, a night breeze was blowing. Kublai Khan closed his eyes and let the wind blow, allowing himself to calm down.

But just then, shouts suddenly came from the distant camp area, and flames lit up.

The stationed Mongol soldiers emerged from their tents to stand guard.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that some tents were on fire.

Under the cover of night, a nimble figure darted between the tents, carrying a stolen leg of lamb and some wine.

"Oh no! We've been discovered!"

The Mongol soldiers acted quickly but in an organized manner, extinguishing the fire while simultaneously searching for supplies.

"Who goes there!"

(Don't abandon this book while it's still available, there will be more chapters later!)