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

Wang Jiuling turned his head and saw a young man in his twenties. The young man slammed his hand on the table and angrily rebuked the Black and White Duo.

The surrounding crowd looked on with anticipation.

The Black and White Duo were provoked, and Cui Ding drew his knife, while the young man drew his sword to meet him.

After a dozen or so moves, the young man was gradually losing ground and was on the verge of death.

Wang Jiuling reacted quickly, grabbing a chopstick and throwing it in that direction.

Ma San was knocked to the ground by the chopsticks, and his knife was also lost.

The young man, rescued, looked at Wang Jiuling in shock.

"Thank you so much for your righteous help, Taoist priest!"

Wang Jiuling smiled but didn't say anything.

Ma San got up and felt that his right arm was almost numb. The two knew they had met their match.

Ma San shoved Cui Ding aside and downed a bowl of wine: "Run! Otherwise, we'll all die!"

Wang Jiuling stood up, ready to finish off the two men.

At this moment, the young man suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! You two are so loyal and righteous in this life-or-death situation, truly heroic!"

He cupped his hands in greeting.

"I admire you, Fang Hao! How about we become acquainted?"

He then turned to Wang Jiuling and asked, "Will the Daoist Master come along too?"

Wang Jiuling was stunned. He didn't quite understand what the young man was thinking: "But they kill and commit arson, they do all sorts of evil!"

The young man shrugged: "But they're so bold and unrestrained!"

Wang Jiuling was speechless and too lazy to pay him any more attention.

Fang Hao turned to chat with the Black and White Duo, and soon after, he called the boss over for wine and they became sworn brothers on the spot.

"From this day forward, let us not seek to be born on the same day, in the same month, in the same year, but let us die on the same day, in the same month, in the same year!"

The three of them hugged each other and laughed heartily, just as they were about to leave.

Just as the surrounding crowd was both angry and helpless.

"Did I tell you to leave?" a cold voice rang out.

The young man turned around: "What do you mean, Taoist priest?"

Wang Jiuling had already drawn his longsword and said calmly, "Nonsense, of course it's to punish the wicked and eliminate evil."

The young man grew anxious: "But they're so bold and unrestrained..."

Wang Jiuling didn't bother to listen. With a swift movement, a flash of sword light appeared, and two heads flew off as the Black and White Duo fell to the ground.

The bloody scene terrified the young man so much that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

He was originally a rich young master obsessed with being a chivalrous knight-errant, but he only saw the superficial aspects of chivalry and did not understand its true meaning.

Wang Jiuling ignored him, tossed the shopkeeper a silver ingot, sheathed his sword, and left.

"Taoist priest, may I leave my name?" the shopkeeper hurriedly called out as he chased after him.

"Wang Jiuling of the Quanzhen School of Zhongnan Mountain!"

Wang Jiuling had already left the restaurant, led his horse away, and said helplessly, "I thought I had met a young swordsman, but who would have thought he had something wrong with his head..."

As Wang Jiuling left, someone spat at the young man on the ground.

"You think you're a chivalrous knight just because you drink from a big bowl? Bah! You're not even one ten-thousandth as good as that Taoist priest Wang Jiuling!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a refined demeanor walked out from the crowd on the second floor, holding a folding fan.

He gazed at Wang Jiuling's retreating figure, his eyes filled with admiration: "Wang Jiuling of the Quanzhen Sect? Such a young hero, why have I never heard of him before?"

Not long after Wang Jiuling left, he heard someone calling him from behind.

"Master Wang! Please wait!"

Wang Jiuling turned around and saw a middle-aged scholar holding a folding fan.

The man approached Wang Jiuling, smiled, and cupped his hands in greeting.

"I greatly admire your chivalrous act, Daoist Master, which is why I followed you here, hoping to become your acquaintance. Please forgive me if I have offended you!"

Wang Jiuling also cupped his hands in greeting, recognizing the man's extraordinary bearing.

"It's alright. May I ask who you are?"

The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly. "My name is Zhu Ziliu!"

Wang Jiuling's eyes widened slightly, somewhat surprised. "Oh? Could it be Senior Zhu Ziliu, a disciple of Master Yideng, a scholar who practices fishing, woodcutting, farming, and reading?"

Zhu Ziliu nodded, and Wang Jiuling was also delighted.

"So it's Senior Zhu! This junior has been disrespectful!"

Zhu Ziliu, however, did not care.

"Master Wang, you were disturbed by those Black and White Demons just now, and I noticed that you didn't eat much."

"How about we go somewhere else?"

The two hit it off immediately, quickly found a restaurant, ordered dishes, and had their drinks served.

Wang Jiuling was very happy to meet Zhu Ziliu.

Zhu Ziliu was a man of both literary and martial talents, chivalrous, proud yet humble, and one of Wang Jiuling's favorite characters in the original work.

"I never expected to meet Senior Zhu in this small town in western Sichuan. It's truly a stroke of luck!"

Inside the restaurant, Wang Jiuling and Zhu Ziliu chatted and laughed.

"It is my great fortune to befriend such a young and chivalrous person as Master Wang!"

The two exchanged drinks and quickly became acquainted.

"By the way, is Master Wang traveling the world after descending the mountain?" Zhu Ziliu asked curiously.

Wang Jiuling nodded.

"Speaking of which, it's truly fate that I met Senior Zhu! I happen to be on my way to Tianlong Temple in Dali, Yunnan, to pay my respects to Master Yideng!"

Zhu Ziliu became interested upon hearing this, and Wang Jiuling briefly recounted his meeting with Master Yideng at Quanzhen Temple.

"The reason I am visiting Master Yideng today is that I have a favor to ask!"

This surprised Zhu Ziliu even more. Although his master liked to travel, he was not willing to befriend just anyone.

Immediately, Zhu Ziliu's gaze towards Wang Jiuling changed.

But soon, he remembered something and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Master Wang, I'm afraid your trip to Dali will be in vain!"

"My master just left Dali last month on business. According to him, it will take at least three or four months!"

"This place is only a month's journey from Dali. If you go now, you probably won't be able to see him!"

Wang Jiuling felt somewhat helpless upon hearing this.

"This is truly unfortunate, but I have important business to discuss with Master Yideng, so I will have to wait!"

Zhu Ziliu looked at Wang Jiuling with deep eyes, then suddenly laughed:

"Master Wang, there's no need to rush. Since you have so much time, why not travel around the world more?"

"By the way, I just saw how decisively Master Wang took the lives of those Black and White Demons. I've encountered many chivalrous people who, when upholding justice, choose to give these villains a chance. What do you think, Master Wang?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiuling immediately understood that Zhu Ziliu was testing him, wanting to see if he was chivalrous or indiscriminate in killing.

Thinking of this, Wang Jiuling smiled and shook his head, speaking frankly:

"Human hearts are unpredictable. If I simply ignore such wicked people, that's fine!"

But since I've taken charge, I should see it through to the end. If they outwardly obey but secretly hold a grudge, and then go back to seek revenge after I leave, wouldn't I be bringing disaster upon that shopkeeper?

"Although I have studied the classics for a few years, I am not confident that I can persuade them with words, so I can only use force to intimidate them."

In this way, they will inevitably outwardly comply but inwardly remain unconvinced!

Zhu Ziliu nodded slightly upon hearing this, seemingly satisfied with the answer, and then spoke again.

"But people often say that one can become a Buddha by laying down the butcher's knife. If they truly have any remorse, wouldn't it be inappropriate to kill them like this?"

Zhu Ziliu was also filled with curiosity when he asked such a tricky question, wanting to see how Wang Jiuling would answer.

Zhu Ziliu wondered, if he were Wang Jiuling, he might feel regret, embarrassment, or disdain when faced with this question.

However, Wang Jiuling's answer was completely unexpected by Zhu Ziliu.