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

This feeling stayed with Wang Jiuling all the way to the small town at the foot of the mountain.

Master Yideng did not send a letter, but Wang Jiuling could not ignore him.

He planned to go to the small town to inquire about the whereabouts of Master Yideng.

The accident occurred before Wang Jiuling entered the town.

With the town just ahead, Wang Jiuling activated his Golden Goose Technique, increasing his speed.

Now that he has achieved some success in the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the innate Nine Yang True Qi within his body is inexhaustible.

The Quanzhen School's Golden Goose Skill emphasizes the enhancement of internal energy; the stronger one's internal energy, the more powerful the Golden Goose Skill becomes.

Wang Jiuling no longer needs a fast horse.

He moved swiftly through the woods, his toes barely touching the branches as he sped forward.

Just then, a crumpled piece of paper flew towards Wang Jiuling from the side at an extremely fast speed.

Before they could even touch Wang Jiuling, they were repelled by his protective true energy.

Wang Jiuling was startled and quickly caught the crumpled paper. He looked around for a long time but couldn't see a single person.

Wang Jiuling carefully unfolded the crumpled paper and immediately frowned.

There were a few words written on the paper, but they were crooked and illegible, and each stroke seemed to be pieced together.

It took Wang Jiuling a long time to decipher what was written.

[Return to Zhongnan Mountain immediately]

Just these five words.

Wang Jiuling took a deep breath, his doubts reaching their peak.

The paper ball was clearly thrown from a great distance, indicating that the person who threw it was highly skilled in martial arts, yet remained hidden.

Why send him back to Zhongnan Mountain? What's the purpose?

Wang Jiuling examined the characters again.

The writing was crooked and messy, almost unrecognizable, but it conveyed a sense of urgency.

Wang Jiuling stopped in his tracks, hesitant.

Could something have happened to the Quanzhen Sect? No, probably not.

Wouldn't someone from the Quanzhen School secretly throw him a crumpled piece of paper? Even Master Yideng? Impossible...

In the end, Wang Jiuling simply put the paper ball away and did not immediately embark on the journey back to Zhongnan Mountain.

Wang Jiuling naturally couldn't trust the mysterious note from unknown origin, or the unknown expert who threw it to him.

Finding Master Yideng is the most important thing right now; he can't possibly change his goal because of some random crumpled piece of paper.

After carefully confirming that no one was around, Wang Jiuling continued towards the town.

Behind a giant rock in the jungle, out of Wang Jiuling's sight.

An elderly figure sat there, holding his head in his hands, muttering to himself.

"Hurry back to Zhongnan Mountain! Zhongnan Mountain!"

"No! Follow him! Follow him! We can't lose him!"

"No, no, no... go back... kid, you should go back now..."

"We must return to Zhongnan Mountain..."

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his bloodshot eyes, his figure moving like a ghost, and headed towards the town...

When Wang Jiuling arrived in the town, he began to inquire about Master Yideng, mainly asking if anyone had seen him.

However, being in an unfamiliar place, it's not easy to find out about someone.

After inquiring about Wang Jiuling all morning, I only got some irrelevant information.

He planned to stop by a restaurant to rest and have a meal.

As soon as I arrived in front of a restaurant, I heard a woman's voice coming from upstairs.

"What a small world! You were partly responsible for hindering me at Lu Family Manor back then, and now that we've met, it's your death day!"

Then, screams were heard, and a figure flew out of a second-floor window and crashed to the ground.

The man fell right in front of Wang Jiuling. He recognized him immediately and was somewhat surprised.

It turned out to be Wu Santong.

At this moment, Wu Santong coughed up blood, clutched his chest, and collapsed to the ground in agony, a silver needle still stuck in the back of his right hand.

Wang Jiuling had seen him in Lujiazhuang before, and now he wanted to help him up, but Wu Santong looked crazy and shouted.

"A letter! A letter from Master! Shaolin Temple! Shaolin Temple!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiuling's expression immediately changed.

A letter? A master? Wu Santong's master is none other than Master Yideng! Shaolin Temple, could this letter be related to him? Just as Wang Jiuling was about to ask, he heard a cold voice above him.

"Where did this Taoist priest with the bull's nose come from?"

As soon as Wang Jiuling looked up, his eyes narrowed immediately.

She was a beautiful Taoist nun, dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe. She had a pretty face, but her beautiful eyes were full of murderous intent.

It was Li Mochou!

Li Mochou finally saw Wang Jiuling's face clearly and was taken aback.

After all, several years had passed, and Wang Jiuling, being a young boy, was still growing, so his appearance had changed somewhat.

However, Li Mochou recognized him quickly and burst into laughter.

"Haha! I thought I was lucky to run into this useless member of the Wu family while passing by, but it turns out it's a buy-one-get-one-free deal!"

"You little thief! Do you still remember me?"

At this moment, Wang Jiuling couldn't care less about anything else; he was anxious about Master Yideng's matter.

Wu Santong must know something, but he is not in his right mind at the moment.

Wang Jiuling must save him first.

He immediately realized that the silver needles in Wu Santong's hand were probably the Ice Soul Silver Needles, and that Wu Santong was clearly poisoned.

Wang Jiuling's tone suddenly became somewhat urgent.

"Li Mochou! Hand over the antidote for the Ice Soul Silver Needles!"

Li Mochou laughed, a cruel laugh. She hadn't expected that this little thief wouldn't run away from her? And he even had the audacity to demand that she hand over the antidote?

"You little thief! Prepare to die!"

Li Mochou truly hated Wang Jiuling to the core. Back then at Lu Family Manor, he rescued people right under her nose and even injured her disciple.

They met again soon after, and he used the Mongolians to get rid of her in front of her.

Later, Li Mochou instigated Huo Du to cause trouble at the Ancient Tomb. She sent Hong Lingbo to gather information, but she was caught and driven away by Wang Jiuling. After returning, Hong Lingbo complained to her.

This wasn't the first time Wang Jiuling had offended Li Mochou.

At this moment, Li Mochou raised her hand and fired two Ice Soul Silver Needles, intending to kill Wang Jiuling directly.

Little did she know that Wang Jiuling was now at the third level of the Innate Skill, plus the nearly completed Nine Yang Divine Skill, making him a completely different person from before.

One of the major characteristics of the Nine Yang Divine Skill is its ability to protect the body's true energy.

Before the Ice Soul Silver Needle even reached him, it was slowed down by Wang Jiuling's protective true energy. Then, Wang Jiuling drew his sword and swept it away.

Li Mochou's eyes widened immediately.

What?

Just like that, he took her Ice Soul Silver Needle head-on?

At this moment, Wang Jiuling had already reached out and sealed the acupoints of the crazed Wu Santong, injected a stream of true energy to protect his heart meridian, and then threw him to the restaurant owner who was watching the commotion.

"I am the Sword-Holding Elder of the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain. I request your assistance in keeping an eye on him. Once I have resolved this matter, I will reward you handsomely!"

Wang Jiuling's dismissive attitude completely enraged Li Mochou.

She leaped down, and while still in mid-air, her whisk was already aimed at Wang Jiuling.

This perfectly showcased Li Mochou's martial arts skills.

Her lightness skill was unparalleled, like an apricot-yellow feather drifting down, untouched by the dust of the world.

But the whisk in his hand was incredibly powerful, its internal force carrying unparalleled might, and it was about to shatter Wang Jiuling's skull.

She is truly ruthless; no wonder she is called the Crimson Serpent Fairy.

Wang Jiuling remained completely calm.

"My divine skills have just been mastered, and I'm just worried about where to practice!"

"Why don't you just run right into this and become my punching bag!"

Wang Jiuling activated the Golden Goose Skill, his body nimbly dodging the attack of the whisk, while his long sword pierced straight towards Li Mochou's heart.

As always, every move must be a killing blow!