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

When Wang Chuyi was reminded, he looked at the sword tassel again, and his expression changed drastically.

"this..."

A scene flashed through Wang Jiuling's mind.

Zhen Zhibing's sword, and the tassel he often used, seemed to be just like this.

Ma Yu raised his hand, his expression serious. "We'll talk about it when we get back!"

Upon returning to Quanzhen, Ma Yu summoned Wang Chuyi and Wang Jiuling to Chongyang Palace for a secret discussion.

"Junior brother, Jiuling, this matter is of utmost importance. We must not make it public. We need to find out the reason behind it!"

Ma Yu did not make a big fuss over a sword tassel.

Fortunately, it was Ma Yu. If it were Qiu Chuji, he would probably already be gathering everyone at Chongyang Palace to publicly question Zhen Zhibing.

Wang Jiuling also offered his own thoughts, informing Ma Yu of the strangeness of the Flower Guest.

However, the matter was so difficult to investigate. They had initially thought it was just ordinary bandits, but it turned out to be much more complicated than they thought.

Back in his room, Wang Jiuling carefully recalled the Flower Guest: his martial arts style was not from the Central Plains, his appearance was strange, his internal strength was profound, and he wielded a long whip.

These characteristics all fit one person—Yin Kexi, one of the three heroes of Mongolia in the original work.

After all, given the martial arts skills and the correct characteristics, the possibility is very high.

Wang Jiuling paced back and forth in the room.

"But if it's Yin Kexi, then it's not just a matter of bandits; it involves the Mongols. What are they planning?"

"Zhen Zhibing...could he be colluding with the Mongols?"

...

The night passed, and when Wang Jiuling returned after finishing his cultivation, he discovered that something had happened.

Last night, before dawn, around the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), someone broke into the Quanzhen School and their target was the Quanzhen School's scripture library.

As a result, they were discovered and stopped by the night watch disciples, and the two eventually escaped under the cover of night.

The disciples guarding the mountain once heard them communicating in Mongolian.

What was most shocking was that when the two men escaped, they left behind a letter, which turned out to be a letter between Zhen Zhibing and the Mongols!

The news spread quickly, and by the time Wang Jiuling returned, the entire Quanzhen Sect was talking about it.

"Master! You're finally back!" Yang Guo exclaimed excitedly as soon as Wang Jiuling returned, telling him about it.

Chongyang Palace.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen and all the third-generation disciples were gathered here. Zhen Zhibing was kneeling on the ground, his face full of shock and helplessness.

"Damn it!!"

Qiu Chuji smashed the teacup in his hand, his face flushed red, and pointed at Zhen Zhibing.

"How dare you have an affair with the Mongols? You scoundrel!!"

As soon as Wang Jiuling arrived, he saw Qiu Chuji cursing loudly.

"Master, Uncle-Master, and all fellow uncles!"

Wang Jiuling's arrival finally made Qiu Chuji stop. When Ma Yu saw Wang Jiuling, he handed him the letter.

"Jiuling, take a look! This was left by those two Mongols! I've personally verified the handwriting; it's definitely your senior brother's!"

At this moment, Zhen Zhibing knelt before the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, his expression full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Sect Leader! This disciple absolutely has no connection with the Mongols, and knows nothing about this letter!"

Ma Yu snorted coldly and took out the sword tassel, throwing it in front of Zhen Zhibing.

"Take another look at this! This was dropped by the bandits when your junior brother Jiuling encountered them on his way down the mountain! It's yours, isn't it?"

When Zhen Zhibing picked up the sword tassel and looked at it, his expression changed.

"Yesterday we discovered the sword tassels, and your junior brother said that those bandits didn't seem to follow the style of the Central Plains!"

"Now that this letter has come again, how do you explain it?"

Zhen Zhibing hurriedly tried to defend himself.

"Sect Leader! This disciple lost the sword tassel last month!"

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing stepped forward from the crowd.

He looked heartbroken and pointed at Zhen Zhibing, speaking angrily:

"Junior brother! Do you think everyone is a fool?"

"Your sword tassel was just lost, and now it's on a villain?"

"That letter is also your handwriting, how could it be fake?"

"Junior brother, if you have truly done something to betray Quanzhen, you should admit it immediately! A true man should be responsible for his actions!"

Zhao Zhijing's words really struck a chord with Qiu Chuji, who was known for his fiery temper. He grabbed the letter.

"You still won't admit it? Look at what you wrote in this letter!"

"Asking how your Mongolian friend is doing lately? And saying that the gifts you exchanged back then are a testament to your friendship?"

"You even told the Mongols about the weaknesses in our Quanzhen defenses, instructing them to steal the secret manuals from the library!!"

Qiu Chuji pointed at Zhen Zhibing and cursed him.

"How could my Quanzhen Sect produce such a scoundrel as you?! You're infuriating!"

Wang Jiuling watched this scene quietly from behind, mentally processing the situation before him.

Zhen Zhibing wrote to his Mongolian friends to express their longing for each other. Although he did not say it explicitly, the gift he gave most likely referred to the sword tassel. He also told the Mongolians in the letter to come and explore the Quanzhen Sect.

All the evidence pointed to Zhen Zhibing's treason, but Wang Jiuling couldn't help but shake his head.

No...no, that's not right...

Suddenly, Wang Jiuling thought of something. He waved and, taking advantage of the others' inattention, signaled someone to sneak in from outside the Chongyang Palace gate.

"Master! You called me?"

Yang Guo slipped in and hid behind Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling whispered to Yang Guo, "Yang Guo! Go to your Uncle Zhen's residence right now, sneak in secretly, and don't let anyone see you. Go find..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo dashed out in a flash.

At this moment, Zhen Zhibing was still making feeble attempts to defend himself.

"My disciple and the enemy are sworn enemies; how could I possibly collude with them?"

At this moment, in Chongyang Palace, the other disciples were discussing among themselves, some puzzled, some angry, some indifferent, and some even gloating.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were also quite different.

Some remained calm, while others, like Qiu Chuji, were filled with rage.

Wang Jiuling looked at Zhao Zhijing beside him. The guy's face was full of regret, but Wang Jiuling felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.

If Wang Jiuling were an ordinary Quanzhen disciple, he might suspect that Zhen Zhibing was indeed a traitor.

But he had read the original novel of The Return of the Condor Heroes and knew clearly what kind of person Zhen Zhibing was.

This person has moral problems, is immoral, and later committed a beastly act.

But people are complex. Although he lacked personal morality, he still took responsibility when it came to matters of principle.

In the original storyline, Zhen Zhibing later became the sect leader. Zhao Zhijing colluded with the Mongols and threatened Zhen Zhibing to defect to the Mongols by using the matter of Xiaolongnu, forcing him to give up his position as sect leader.

But Zhen Zhibing was willing to suffer disgrace and ruin in order to lead the Quanzhen Sect in resistance to the end. In the end, he drew his sword and committed suicide in public to prove his loyalty.

In summary, this person is "upright in major matters, but morally flawed in private affairs."

While he can hardly be called a good person, does that mean he colluded with the Mongols?

Wang Jiuling simply didn't believe it.

But this Zhao Zhijing... no matter how Wang Jiuling thought about it, he felt there was something wrong with him.

Seeing Zhao Zhijing's smug face, Wang Jiuling stepped forward.

"Master Master, I have something to say!"