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

The disciples guarding the mountain immediately ran up to Wang Jiuling upon seeing him.

"Uncle-Master!"

But when they saw the farmers next to Wang Jiuling, they were all somewhat curious.

"Uncle-Master! This is..."

Wang Jiuling smiled and took out the token.

"I'm on orders to go down the mountain; you don't need to worry about this man!"

The disciple saw the token, nodded, and let the two pass.

Wang Jiuling pinched the farmer's arm, and the farmer immediately shouted in response:

"Let me go! Let me go!" (Mongolian)

"Hurry up!" Wang Jiuling frowned, grabbed the farmer, and headed up the mountain.

The two disciples left guarding the mountain looked at each other in bewilderment.

Wang Jiuling led the farmer back to the mountain and swaggered off to Chongyang Palace.

But no one knew exactly what he did; they only heard that the man seemed to be Mongolian.

For a moment, many disciples who saw it were discussing it.

"What did you say? Wang Jiuling brought back a Mongol?"

As Zhao Zhijing listened to Lu Qingdu's report, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Are you sure you're Mongolian?

Lu Qingdu nodded, his face beaming as he told Zhao Zhijing, "Master! It's absolutely true! The disciples guarding the mountain all heard that guy speaking Mongolian!"

"And that man was tied up, wearing a hood, he'd been captured! He was tall and strong! He was definitely Mongolian!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhijing became somewhat wary.

"Didn't Wang Jiuling go down the mountain this morning to investigate Zhen Zhibing's matter? How come..."

Zhao Zhijing's expression suddenly changed.

They went down the mountain to investigate, and then brought back a Mongol? And even took him to Chongyang Palace? Could this be related to Zhen Zhibing's matter?

"Go and find out exactly what happened."

After Lu Qingdu left, Zhao Zhijing's vigilance deepened.

He secretly colluded with the Mongols; he already had something to hide.

He couldn't remain calm upon hearing that Wang Jiuling had captured a Mongol.

"Wang Jiuling...Wang Jiuling..."

Zhao Zhijing paced around the room, hesitating for a long time. In the end, still feeling uneasy, he went out to find Wang Jiuling and sound him out.

What he didn't know was that Yang Guo had been watching him from afar all along.

A short while later, outside Wang Jiuling's residence.

Zhao Zhijing appeared nearby.

He straightened his clothes outside the door, thinking about how to get the answer without arousing Wang Jiuling's suspicion.

But then he vaguely heard voices coming from inside the door; it was Yang Guo.

"Master! You're amazing! You went down the mountain and caught that Mongol right away!"

Then came Wang Jiuling's voice. "What's the big deal? The Mongols were just careless!"

"However, this time I've caught a big fish!"

Yang Guo asked curiously, "Master, what kind of big fish?"

Wang Jiuling lowered his voice. Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhijing outside the door changed his expression. Instead of knocking, he secretly pressed his ear against the door, listening to the sounds inside.

Inside the room at this moment.

Wang Jiuling smiled broadly, while Yang Guo covered his mouth as they looked towards the door, deliberately speaking in that direction.

Wang Jiuling said, "There's something wrong with your Uncle Zhen's treason this time!"

"Today, while investigating down the mountain, I captured this Mongol based on the clues. I brought him back to Chongyang Palace, and my master uncle used a method that allowed him to speak without harming him..."

"There's a traitor within our Quanzhen Sect!"

Upon hearing Wang Jiuling's words, Zhao Zhijing, who was outside the door, nearly screamed in fright and quickly covered his mouth.

Then, Wang Jiuling's hushed voice could be heard coming from inside the room again.

"This Mongol is no ordinary man. He said that what happened to our Quanzhen sect these past two days was all a conspiracy by the Mongols, and he also said that it was all planned in conjunction with the traitor within our Quanzhen sect."

"But it's truly hateful. This guy is afraid we'll kill him if he tells the truth, so he made a condition: we need to prepare a fast horse and a hostage. After he finishes speaking, he wants to leave Quanzhen!"

Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise, "Ah? Master! There's a traitor? Then...did Grandmaster Master agree to it?"

Wang Jiuling slapped Yang Guo on the back of the head in a reproachful manner.

"Keep your voice down! We still don't know who the mole is, be careful not to let anyone hear us!"

"After learning the truth, our Grandmaster was furious and naturally agreed to that Mongol's request to catch the traitor and clear your name, Uncle Zhen!"

"However, this matter is not yet resolved, so it cannot be publicized. Only a few of us who know the details of what happened at Chongyang Palace today are aware of it!"

Yang Guo nodded.

"Master! You're amazing! You said Uncle Zhen was innocent, and it really is true!"

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing, who was outside the door, was sweating profusely. He covered his mouth tightly to keep quiet.

"Oh, right! Go to the west side of the back mountain later. There's a small, secluded courtyard there. That's where the Mongolian is kept. Go and bring him his meals."

"The sect leader will have prepared the conditions that the Mongol demanded by tomorrow morning at the latest. Once we catch the traitor, our mission will be complete!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Oh, right, Master! We need to send more people to keep an eye on that Mongol!"

"Heh! No need. He's already been acupunctured. Just leave a few disciples to watch over him! Too many people will only alert the mole!"

After overhearing the "secret" conversation inside the house, Zhao Zhijing decided not to look for Wang Jiuling anymore. He quickly and quietly left the place and hurried back to his residence.

"call--!"

As soon as he got back, he breathed a long sigh of relief and drank three cups of tea before he recovered.

His face looked terrible, and he was extremely panicked.

A mole? Or a mole connected to Zhen Zhibing's treason?

Who is it? Is it Zhao Zhijing?

Just then, Lu Qingdu returned, looking relaxed.

"Master has found out!"

When Lu Qingdu returned, he saw Zhao Zhijing's expression and couldn't help but feel curious.

"Master! What's wrong?"

"I'm fine! Tell me quickly!" Zhao Zhijing shook his head.

Lu Qingdu nodded and began to speak.

"Master, it's nothing serious! I asked a friend who guards Chongyang Palace, and it seems he's just a wicked person who's been committing evil deeds down the mountain. They've brought him back so they can recite scriptures to reform him every day!"

Lu Qingdu spoke casually, but Zhao Zhijing was completely devastated.

What kind of spiritual influence through chanting? He didn't believe the information Lu Qingdu had gathered at all!

This is clearly just a fabricated story to avoid alerting the enemy! If he believes it, he'll be in big trouble!

Zhao Zhijing felt that the mole mentioned by the mysterious Mongolian was probably related to him!

This is it! That damned Wang Jiuling! You deserve to die!!!

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's face was contorted.

He immediately thought of contacting the Mongols, but when he saw that it was already dark outside, his heart sank.

No, even if we send Lu Qingdu to deliver the message, there simply isn't enough time. That guy is going to reveal the traitor tonight!

No, no! We absolutely cannot let him speak!

Zhao Zhijing's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Qingdu, and Lu Qingdu felt a chill run down his spine.

"You, go and kill that Mongol!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingdu cursed Zhao Zhijing's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind.

You son of a bitch, Zhao Zhijing! Looks like you really don't consider me human, huh? You're practically sending me to my death!

Lu Qingdu dared not show it on his face; he looked embarrassed.

"Master! I don't have time! It's my turn to stand guard at the mountain gate today, I have to go right away!"

Zhao Zhijing closed his eyes; he had no mind to curse Lu Qingdu as a good-for-nothing.

Because he realized it too.

Given Lu Qingdu's limited martial arts skills, he might not only fail to kill someone but also expose and implicate Zhao Zhijing.

Zhao Zhijing suddenly remembered that he had heard Wang Jiuling say that only a few disciples were watching over that Mongol.

If others can't be relied upon, why not just take advantage of the night to kill that Mongol himself?