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

"Guo'er! Why aren't you paying your respects to your master?"

Guo Jing was somewhat displeased upon seeing Yang Guo's expression.

Clearly, Ma Yu spoke up personally, and Guo Jing himself agreed, leaving Yang Guo no room to refuse.

Yang Guo felt as if the sky had fallen.

He already disliked Quanzhen Sect because of what happened in front of the mountain gate, so why would he agree to become a disciple of a boy the same age as him?

But looking at Guo Jing's extremely serious eyes, as if he would be spanked if he didn't agree, he had no choice but to obediently bow to Wang Jiuling in public.

"Disciple Yang Guo greets Master."

You could tell from his tone that he was a little unhappy, but Wang Jiuling didn't mind and helped him up with a smile.

Only after Yang Guo properly served tea to Wang Jiuling did Guo Jing withdraw his "dangerous" gaze.

Guo Jing stayed at the Quanzhen Sect for another day before he was eager to leave.

Yang Guo shed tears in front of the mountain gate.

He had always known that Guo Jing was truly good to him, and now that Guo Jing was leaving, he would be all alone in Quanzhen.

"Guo'er, you must listen to your master's words, learn real skills, and become a respected hero in the future!"

After giving Yang Guo these final instructions, Guo Jing left Zhongnan Mountain.

Yang Guo didn't get up until everyone else had left, preparing to go back.

When he turned around, he found that Wang Jiuling was still waiting for him.

"Master... are you still waiting for me?"

With Guo Jing gone and no one to look after him, Yang Guo hesitated for a moment but still didn't call out "Master" again.

Wang Jiuling didn't mind and simply nodded.

"I was entrusted by Senior Brother Guo to take you in. Now that he is leaving in front of this mountain gate, I will take you back from here."

"That's called seeing things through to the end."

Yang Guo nodded, not paying much attention to Wang Jiuling's words, and simply followed silently behind.

The scene in front of the mountain gate is just like when Wang Chu brought Wang Jiuling back to the mountain back then.

Sensing Yang Guo's dejected mood behind him, Wang Jiuling couldn't help but think: With Yang Guo's personality, he probably doesn't get along with the Quanzhen Sect.

However, since he had already promised Ma Yu and Guo Jing that he would take Yang Guo as his disciple, he should do his best to teach him.

And so, Yang Guo officially joined the Quanzhen Sect.

One good thing about Quanzhen is that even fourth-generation disciples, as long as they are officially recognized, have their own independent residence.

Because we need to study Taoist scriptures and cultivate ourselves, it's too easy for many people to be distracted if we're together.

Wang Jiuling arranged a relatively quiet place for Yang Guo to stay.

In front of their residence, Wang Jiuling told Yang Guo about the Quanzhen Sect.

"You don't need to worry about money for your food, drink, and lodging; the Quanzhen School will take care of everything. Every morning, you will need to attend early classes to study Taoist classics and cultivate your character."

You must not refuse to go without my permission.

"There are still some rules to follow..."

Wang Jiuling was speaking in front, and Yang Guo was listening from behind, feeling sleepy. That's just his personality; he's not one to be disciplined.

Not to mention that the one who cared about him was the young Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling knew he hadn't listened much, but he wasn't upset. There was no point in saying more; once he was punished for it, he would naturally remember it in the future.

After the rules were explained, Yang Guo yawned.

"Then how am I supposed to learn martial arts?"

Wang Jiuling smiled and pointed to the water vat and two wooden buckets placed outside the door.

"You must learn martial arts, of course. From today onwards, you must fetch water from the foot of the mountain before dark every day and fill that water vat!"

"Remember, finish before dark, or there will be no dinner!"

Yang Guo was stunned when he heard this. He covered his head and stared in disbelief at the huge water vat.

"What? This water tank is full? We have to fetch it from the foot of the mountain?"

Wang Jiuling nodded. "That's right! This is to lay the foundation for practicing martial arts. All Quanzhen disciples start from this step, including me."

"Remember, I'll check. If you don't finish fetching the water, there won't be any dinner."

"Alright, it's still early, I'll be leaving now."

"Sigh! Wait..." Before Yang Guo could say anything, Wang Jiuling had already drifted away.

Yang Guo stared blankly at Wang Jiuling's back, thinking that Uncle Guo had gone mad to let such a young boy be his master.

He looked at the huge water vat, took a deep breath, and picked up the bucket, muttering to himself as he did so.

"Uncle Guo was doing this for my own good, and I'm fetching water to give him an explanation..."

Wang Jiuling did not turn around to see what Yang Guo was doing.

He didn't dislike Yang Guo, so he deliberately didn't explain things clearly to Yang Guo.

He simply understood Yang Guo's personality.

If Yang Guo doesn't trust you and is wary of you, then simply talking to him nicely won't help.

You have to teach Yang Guo little by little with facts, and make him understand the principles step by step.

Yang Guo carried a bucket down the mountain, then fetched water and went back up, only then realizing just how tiring it was.

After walking back and forth, quite a bit of water was spilled. When I got back and poured the water into the water tank, I found that it had only just reached the bottom.

Exhausted and covered in sweat, Yang Guo threw down the bucket and plopped down next to the water vat.

"What... what kind of martial arts training is this? Isn't this torture?"

"He clearly doesn't have much ability himself and doesn't know how to teach me, so he's just making fun of me!"

Yang Guo immediately felt that Wang Jiuling was an irresponsible person.

This reminded him of when Huang Rong refused to teach him martial arts on Peach Blossom Island.

In the evening, just before dark, Wang Jiuling arrived at Yang Guo's residence and found the boy fast asleep.

Upon closer inspection of the water tank, it was clear that the task had not been completed.

Wang Jiuling glanced inside the room and said with a smile:

"Remember to go to your early class tomorrow, or you won't get lunch!"

After saying that, Wang Jiuling left directly. Yang Guo, who was pretending to be asleep in the room, suddenly got up, his face turning red with anger.

That day, Yang Guo didn't get to eat dinner.

The next day he went to his early morning class, and he arrived quite early.

Although he barely listened to the morning classes, he at least managed to get to lunch.

Wang Jiuling specifically instructed the canteen disciples to give Yang Guo extra food.

During dinner today, he overheard fourth-generation disciples discussing Wang Jiuling's martial arts prowess. Yang Guo became suspicious, but still felt that Wang Jiuling was just making fun of him.

However, not having dinner was really unpleasant, and Yang Guo finally put in the effort today.

In the evening, Yang Guo poured the water from the bucket into the water vat, and collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

When I raised my hands, they were covered in bloodstains.

But to Yang Guo's despair, he had already gone all out today, but as darkness fell, the water in the vat was only half full.

Wang Jiuling appeared in front of Yang Guo, peered into the water vat, and was surprised.

It's already halfway done?

He couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. Yang Guo had indeed learned the Toad Stance from Ouyang Feng for a few days and had some foundation in internal energy, though not much.

This still works.

Wang Jiuling himself had no foundation back then, nor was he as capable as Yang Guo.

"This is wound medicine; apply it to the wound yourself. Remember to go to morning class tomorrow!"

Wang Jiuling threw down a porcelain bottle, turned around and left immediately. He was going to find Wang Chongyang to practice the Innate Skill.

Yang Guo was too tired to speak today. He picked up the porcelain bottle and instinctively wanted to throw it at Wang Jiuling's back.

But feeling the pain in my hand, I stubbornly endured it...

"For dinner! For dinner!"