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

After leaving the dilapidated temple, Wang Jiuling, being skilled in martial arts, found it easy to find some food and water.

They found it quickly, and as they walked back to the dilapidated temple, they wondered what to do next.

The current situation is somewhat different from what Wang Jiuling remembered.

Or rather, things had already changed from the moment Li Mochou arrived at the Lu residence ahead of time.

Although Wu San Niang left with her three children ahead of time, no one knew if something might happen to her.

Li Mochou hasn't contacted him and Cheng Ying, so it's highly likely she's turned to Wu Sanniang instead.

He hadn't seen Ke Zhen'e, who was supposed to come to his aid, and even if he could find Wu Sanniang now, he wouldn't dare to go.

But as he approached the dilapidated temple, his expression changed.

Because he heard Cheng Ying's voice coming from the dilapidated temple.

"Give me back the jade flute! Give it back to me!"

Then, two more men's voices were heard.

"Brother! This little girl is pretty, a real beauty! Why don't we..."

"Are you stupid? What strength could such a small girl have? You should sell her, get the money, that's the proper way!"

Wang Jiuling stormed into the dilapidated temple with a gloomy expression. He immediately saw Cheng Ying lying on the ground with a stubborn look on her face, as well as two men dressed in coarse linen clothes with a slovenly air about them.

One of the tall men was holding the jade flute that Wang Jiuling had given to Cheng Ying.

"Who?"

Hearing the noise, the two men turned around and saw Wang Jiuling with an icy expression.

When Cheng Ying saw Wang Jiuling return, she ran over and hugged her tightly, saying that the two people had stolen the jade flute and even pushed her to the ground.

Wang Jiuling gently patted Cheng Ying's back to comfort her, then looked at the two clueless guys.

The two men looked Wang Jiuling up and down, but seeing that he was just an ordinary-looking boy, they didn't take him seriously.

"Oh? Another one?"

"Perfect! One sold to a brothel, the other sold to be a farmhand, we're going to make a fortune!"

They only thought of Wang Jiuling and Cheng Ying as little beggars living here, yet they harbored such evil thoughts.

Wang Jiuling watched the two silently without saying a word, but a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know why these two people were in the dilapidated temple, but the words they spoke clearly indicated that they were vicious criminals.

They talk about child trafficking as casually as if it were an everyday matter, yet they have no idea how many such things they have done.

"Yingmei, hide to the side and close your eyes! Open your eyes when I tell you to!"

Wang Jiuling turned around and whispered to Cheng Ying. Cheng Ying nodded, obediently ran to the side, squatted down, and then covered her eyes.

He ignored the two men who were still discussing how to commit the crime, silently put down the items, and then took out the sword wrapped in cloth from his back.

bass--!

The sound of the sword being drawn made the two villains realize what was happening, and they stared in surprise at Wang Jiuling holding the sword.

"Huh? This kid..."

But before they could say anything more, Wang Jiuling attacked with his sword.

Wang Jiuling always acted this way; he would never make grand pronouncements or set up a show of a fair duel before taking action.

Since we're going to do it, we should go all out.

Even this righteous and peaceful Taoist sword technique, when used by Wang Jiuling, becomes a deadly weapon.

In a single exchange, the short man was struck in the throat with a sword and collapsed to the ground, clutching his neck.

The speed and ruthlessness of the attack made the tall man's eyes widen. He pointed at Wang Jiuling and stammered.

"You! You..."

Even if he was stupid at that moment, he realized that he had kicked a hornet's nest, and his legs went weak and he knelt down.

"Young hero! I was wrong, young hero!! Spare me!!"

Only then did Wang Jiuling speak.

"Two villains! They have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, and a gate to hell but barge in?"

"Vicious people like you two only have one path: death!"

The man just kept kowtowing.

"Young hero, spare my life! I will never dare to do evil again! Please give me a chance, young hero! I will be a good person from now on!"

He wept bitterly, blood streaming from his forehead, appearing genuinely heartbroken, as if he truly intended to become a good person from now on.

But Wang Jiuling's eyes never changed; they were still full of killing intent, but this time they were also tinged with disdain.

Haha! Will you be a good person from now on?

Do they really think Wang Jiuling is a child? Would such a villain truly repent?

Now, he's just afraid of dying, and begging for mercy is probably just a temporary measure!

Wang Jiuling firmly believed in "eliminating evil completely," and besides, he was very vengeful.

"Ha! You've offended me, and you still want to be a good person? Go ask King Yama if he'll give you a chance!"

Wang Jiuling's voice was icy cold. The man shakily raised his head, and the next second, a cold light flashed as a sharp sword slashed open his neck.

Blood splattered, and the body fell to the ground.

Wang Jiuling dragged the two bodies out into the overgrown weeds before returning to the dilapidated temple.

Cheng Ying was very obedient and did not open her eyes.

"Yingmei! Open your eyes!"

She didn't open her eyes until Wang Jiuling spoke, and immediately threw herself into his arms.

"Brother Wang...you're finally back...I thought you'd abandoned me..."

Cheng Ying was truly terrified just now.

It wasn't that she was afraid of those two villains, but that she was afraid Wang Jiuling would abandon her.

Having lost her parents at a young age, she witnessed her aunt and uncle being killed by Li Mochou during the day, and her cousin also ran away.

Fortunately, Wang Jiuling always protected her.

This feeling of being protected made Cheng Ying extremely attached to it.

If Wang Jiuling, the only person she could rely on, also abandoned her, she really wouldn't know what to do.

"I promised I'd come back, how could I possibly leave you?"

Wang Jiuling smiled and took out the jade flute, placing it in Cheng Ying's hand.

Holding the jade flute in her hand, Cheng Ying felt reassured and no longer nervous.

Only after Cheng Ying recounted the events did Wang Jiuling realize what had happened.

Just as Cheng Ying was waiting for Wang Jiuling to return, the two of them were perhaps passing by this dilapidated temple, or perhaps they had other intentions.

In short, after they entered, they discovered Cheng Ying and saw the jade flute in her hand. Knowing it was a valuable item, they immediately harbored evil intentions.

However, they were just ordinary street thugs, and when Wang Jiuling decided to kill them, they were powerless to fight back.

Just as Wang Jiuling was wondering whether he should go find Wu Sanniang and the others when it got light, he heard an old voice.

"Young man, your Quanzhen swordsmanship is truly ruthless, yet it is also righteous and awe-inspiring, without a trace of malice. You are quite remarkable for your young age!"

The sound was incredibly ethereal, seemingly coming from outside the temple, yet also as if it were right next to one's ear.

Wang Jiuling and Cheng Ying were startled and stood up warily.

But Wang Jiuling quickly realized what was happening. He frowned and cupped his hands in greeting.

"May I ask which esteemed master has graced us with their presence? Why not show yourself so that I may pay my respects?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure appeared at the temple entrance and slowly walked into the temple.

The man was dressed in blue, tall, with gray hair, and wearing a mask.

Judging from the voice, he's probably not young.

"This humble one greets you, senior!"

Wang Jiuling cupped his hands in greeting. The person in front of him, just by walking over, gave Wang Jiuling a terrifying sense of pressure.

Unlike Li Mochou, whose sharpness is not overt, she is like a mountain or a vast ocean, unfathomable.

Cheng Ying also felt this pressure.

Surprisingly, Cheng Ying pursed her lips and didn't hide behind Wang Jiuling. Instead, she stood with him, watching the man warily, as if she wanted to protect Wang Jiuling because he had protected her.

The man nodded, looked Wang Jiuling up and down, then glanced at Cheng Ying beside him, muttering to himself.

"One is calm and decisive at a young age, and has a solid foundation in martial arts. The other, being a girl, is not afraid of villains, or even me, and has quite a bit of courage."

"What a promising talent..."

"I actually ran into two at once?"

Looking at the person in front of him, Wang Jiuling recalled the plot of The Return of the Condor Heroes, and then looked at the mask, and couldn't help but speak.

"Senior... could you be the renowned Eastern Heretic, Senior Huang Yaoshi?"