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

Wang Jiuling looked at Shi Jingqing lying on the bed and couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother Shi! You've really given me a tough problem."

Wang Jiuling thought of Shi Songzhi.

"You're really vicious! Once I'm free, if I don't go after you, I'll change my mind!"

Shi Songzhi has been completely blacklisted by Wang Jiuling.

Just then, Shi Jingqing on the bed suddenly started bleeding from his mouth and nose. The two were startled and quickly checked his body.

"Brother Wang! This is bad, his condition is worsening!"

This poison was truly potent. Shi Jingqing's complexion was only normally pale, and then he developed a fever. There were no signs of poisoning at all; it was just like a common cold.

Wang Jiuling injected two more streams of true energy into Shi Jingqing's body, pried open his eyelids to take a look, frowned and shook his head.

"No, there's no time to think about anything else, I have to save him immediately!"

Wang Jiuling had originally thought that even if he wanted to rescue someone, he should find a safe place, but seeing Shi Jingqing's condition, he probably wouldn't be able to wait any longer.

"Brother Wang! Are you really going to use your innate skill to save people?" Cheng Ying frowned, her face full of worry.

Wang Jiuling nodded without hesitation. "If I don't save him today, I'm afraid my conscience won't be at peace."

Cheng Ying wanted to dissuade Wang Jiuling from taking the risk, but she knew Wang Jiuling's personality; once he said something, he wouldn't change his mind.

She pursed her lips and could only nod. "Okay."

Ma Guangzuo scratched his head, only understanding what was going on after listening for a while. "Qingyangzi! You mean, if you save him, you'll get hurt?"

"You're so good to your friends!"

Wang Jiuling nodded. "It will damage some vital energy, but it can be recovered."

He looked at Ma Guangzuo.

Previously, when he decided to come to find Shi Jingqing, he asked Li Daoxuan, Lu Qingdu, Gongsun Lüe and others to part ways halfway and go to Tiantai Mountain to keep the appointment on his behalf.

At this moment, only Cheng Ying and Ma Guangzuo were by his side.

"Brother Ma, the situation is critical! I need to maintain my internal energy flow without interruption; you must protect me!"

Ma Guangzuo patted his chest, admiring Wang Jiuling. "Qingyangzi! Don't worry! Leave it to me!"

...

Two hours ago, at Cuiyun Manor.

"Butler Fu! Something terrible has happened, Butler Fu!"

The steward was resting in his room when a servant suddenly ran over to report that Shi Jingqing was missing.

"We searched the entire manor but couldn't find the young master! We only found quilts, tables, and chairs by the wall! He must have run away!"

Butler Fu stood up abruptly.

"What?! You bastards! Go find him right now?! If the young master is lost, you're all dead!"

"Damn it, what kind of work are you doing? Didn't I tell you to guard all the exits?!"

The servants searched the area around the villa, including the mountain roads and forests, but they still couldn't find the person.

"Oh no! How are we going to explain this to the Grand Secretary?"

Just as Steward Fu was extremely anxious, a person arrived at the gate of Cuiyun Manor.

This was a middle-aged man, in his forties or fifties, wearing a straw hat, gray clothes and cloth shoes, and carrying a wooden box on his back.

The middle-aged man knocked on the door, only saying that his surname was Huang, which prompted Steward Fu to come and greet him personally.

"Oh dear, it's Mr. Huang!"

Butler Fu led Mr. Huang into the manor. "Mr. Huang, what brings you here? Didn't the Grand Secretary return to Lin'an? Does he not need your protection?"

Mr. Huang remained expressionless, his voice flat. "I was left behind in secret; no one knows except the Grand Secretary and myself."

Moreover, at this time, no one in the court dared to touch the Grand Secretary; otherwise, they would be throwing ashes in the Emperor's eyes.

"I was ordered by the Grand Secretary to track down Qingyangzi here. He is in the small town at the foot of the mountain, but his martial arts are too high, and I have not found an opportunity to get close along the way."

It turns out that this Mr. Huang was someone close to Shi Songzhi.

Shi Songzhi was extremely unpopular and had countless enemies in the court. Countless people wanted him to lose his head.

This Mr. Huang was able to protect Shi Songzhi from harm.

Mr. Huang turned to look at Butler Fu. "Why are you all so flustered? What happened?"

Butler Fu's expression changed, and he told Mr. Huang about Shi Jingqing's disappearance.

Mr. Huang's face immediately turned cold. "What did you say?"

The housekeeper was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he took a step back.

"Mr. Huang! Don't worry! The young master won't go far!"

"The poison in his body has reached its final stage; he's barely clinging to life. Even a miracle couldn't save him!"

Butler Fu's eyes flickered. "Mr. Huang, this might not necessarily be our problem. I think it's very likely that the young master was rescued!"

Butler Fu mentioned that Shi Jingqing wanted to inform Wang Jiuling.

"Could it be that this Qingyangzi came to rescue the young master?"

Mr. Huang narrowed his eyes, pondered for a long time, then turned to Butler Fu, "Are you certain that the young master is severely poisoned?"

Butler Fu nodded hastily. "It's certain, no one can save him!"

Mr. Huang nodded. "Alright, since we can't find them, there's no need to look anymore. Gather everyone together; I have something to say."

Butler Fu breathed a sigh of relief and ordered his servants to gather everyone together.

"What are your orders, Mr. Huang? We're all listening."

"Go and close the door."

The door was closed, but the sounds of sharp blades cutting flesh and screams could be heard coming from inside.

Not long after, Mr. Huang opened the door and came out.

"In these extraordinary times, the Grand Secretary cannot have any stain on his record; you can only die."

Mr. Huang stepped forward, holding the wooden box in his hands, and wiped the bloodstains off the box with a white cloth.

"Qingyangzi..."

In an inn in a small town at the foot of the mountain.

Shi Jingqing sat on the bed with several silver needles inserted into his chest. Wang Jiuling used his internal energy to protect his heart meridian.

"Yingmei, go to the inn's counter and buy some hot water." Wang Jiuling told Cheng Ying to fetch water, while Ma Guangzu continued to protect him.

At this moment, Shi Jingqing's body was burning hot. Wang Jiuling sat behind him, fully activating his Innate Skill, and pressed two fingers together sharply on Shi Jingqing's back.

With a pop, the true energy rippled outwards.

The Innate Skill is not just a single internal skill; it contains a vast amount of knowledge.

Internal martial arts, Taoist scriptures, medical principles, alchemy, and so on.

When practiced to a high level, one not only develops superb martial arts skills, but also unleashes the body's potential and cures various diseases.

At this moment, Wang Jiuling mobilized his innate true energy from his lungs and internal organs, which flowed into Shi Jingqing's body along his meridians.

This is the purest innate essence of the human body, which Wang Jiuling cultivated diligently every day.

Unlike the Nine Yang Divine Skill, which forcibly expels poison, this innate true energy is extremely gentle. As soon as it enters the body, the toxins in Shi Jingqing's body begin to stir.

Seeing the beads of sweat on Wang Jiuling's forehead, Ma Guangzuo became extremely nervous. "Let me wipe your sweat!"

at the same time.

Downstairs at the inn, Cheng Ying carried a wooden basin down the stairs and walked towards the counter.

A middle-aged man in gray was standing by the counter. He was carrying a wooden box on his back, wearing a straw hat, and was putting away a token.

At that moment, the shopkeeper was talking to him and pointing upstairs.

The man in gray turned around and met Cheng Ying's gaze. A glint flashed in his eyes, but his expression remained unchanged. He simply left the counter and headed towards the stairs.

Cheng Ying brushed past him, frowning slightly, feeling that this person was somewhat strange.

"Shopkeeper, I'd like to buy some hot water."

She went to the counter to buy water. The shopkeeper looked at Cheng Ying, then at the direction the man in gray had left in, a hint of curiosity in his eyes, but he didn't say anything and turned to boil water.

Watching the shopkeeper leave, I looked back at the direction of the stairs. The stairs were behind the wall, and the man in gray had disappeared, presumably having gone upstairs.

Cheng Ying found the man's eyes increasingly suspicious, so she decisively dropped the wooden basin and hurried after him towards the stairs.