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

Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo ultimately couldn't shake off Wang Jiuling.

Li Mochou was hampered by her injuries, and when she barely managed to leave Junzhou, Wang Jiuling, after making numerous inquiries, successfully caught up with her.

Li Mochou was very clever; she knew she couldn't go in a straight line, so she took a roundabout way.

She detoured from Wudang Mountain to the Nanyang Basin.

They traveled south, stayed in the Dahong Mountains for three days, ran out of dry rations and medicinal herbs, and had no choice but to cross the Han River to the west.

Li Mochou had only been recuperating from her injuries in Shangluo, Shaanxi for a few days when Wang Jiuling caught up with her again and nearly caught her red-handed.

This forced Li Mochou to enter the Dabashan Mountains near Xiangyang.

Wang Jiuling pursued the enemy for a month, covering a distance of a thousand miles.

Along the way, his reputation spread far and wide.

Countless people in the martial arts world now know that Qingyang Zhenren of the Quanzhen Sect is chasing Chilian Fairy across thousands of miles.

This is truly big news, and it has become the talk of the town for countless people.

Wang Jiuling's achievements in western Sichuan became even more famous.

There are many people in the martial arts world who want to make a name for themselves and choose to help Wang Jiuling in order to become famous, so Wang Jiuling's intelligence has never stopped.

No matter where Li Mochou ran, Wang Jiuling would always catch up with her.

For the first time, Li Mochou, the Red Serpent Fairy who roamed the martial arts world, experienced what "despair" truly meant.

She has encountered skilled opponents before.

She's been involved with the Eastern Heretic, the Southern Emperor, and even Guo Jing.

She couldn't beat them, but these people never relentlessly pursued a woman like her; she would be fine once she ran away.

But this time, Li Mochou really met a stubborn one.

Wang Jiuling was like a dog skin plaster that had gotten wet; he couldn't shake it off and just stuck to her.

Along the way, Li Mochou endured all the hardships she hadn't experienced in the first half of her life.

When they ran out of dry rations, they had to eat wild fruits; when they ran out of water, they had to find streams and rivers; and they often had to sleep under the open sky.

They've all lost weight now.

Finally, on this day, deep in the Daba Mountains.

"Huff, huff—!"

Li Mochou, panting heavily, ran wildly up the mountain with Hong Lingbo.

"Hurry up! How can you be so useless?!"

Li Mochou turned around and scolded Hong Lingbo for being slow, but in reality, Li Mochou herself wasn't much faster at that moment.

She was walking unsteadily, her robes were torn by tree branches, and she looked disheveled.

"Master! I...I...I think I heard a noise behind me!"

Hong Lingbo was panting, her face contorted with grief. Li Mochou stared wide-eyed, her eyes bloodshot, as she looked back at the woods behind her.

rustle.

It seemed that only the two voices could be heard in the woods, but cold sweat was already dripping down Li Mochou's forehead.

Birds behind were startled and took flight.

This means there's someone behind you.

It was already evening, and the sky was dark. The woods behind them were indistinct, and it seemed as if a ferocious beast was watching them from the darkness.

"Hurry! Hurry up!"

Li Mochou felt a chill in her heart and quickly quickened her pace.

Just then, a leisurely voice came from the woods behind them.

"You guys are really hard to win over."

Li Mochou turned around, her eyes blazing with fury.

A figure in green appeared, stepping on tree branches, and rapidly approached.

It was Wang Jiuling.

Hong Lingbo was so frightened that she was even faster than Li Mochou for a moment.

Li Mochou squeezed out her inner strength and quickened her pace. The master and disciple rushed out of the forest, but soon they stopped, their faces turning extremely pale.

Behind the woods was not a path to survival, but a cliff.

The two stopped at the edge of the cliff, kicking down several loose stones.

The area below the cliff was pitch black and blurry, but the falling rocks made no sound.

Finished!

Hong Lingbo collapsed to the ground, and Li Mochou closed her eyes in despair.

After fleeing for a whole month, she finally reached a dead end.

Li Mochou turned around and saw that Wang Jiuling had also walked over and was standing a dozen steps away from them.

He was drawing his longsword at that moment.

"Wang Jiuling!!"

Li Mochou was hysterical; she pointed at Wang Jiuling.

"All I did was chase you down once. Why are you so relentless in your pursuit?!"

"You've really gone too far!!"

"Your narrow-mindedness is unworthy of the righteous path!"

Li Mochou was pushed to the limit and actually started verbally attacking Wang Jiuling.

For a whole month, she was relentlessly hunted down with nowhere to turn.

She had never seen such a petty Taoist priest in her entire life!

So what if I chased you down once? Is it really worth it?

Are you sick in the head?

Li Mochou regretted it for the second time.

She only had two regrets in her life.

The first time was when he regretted trusting Lu Zhanyuan, and the second time was when he regretted not tearing Wang Jiuling to pieces when he was in Jiaxing.

"Speak up! Why aren't you saying anything?!" Li Mochou's beautiful face was now somewhat distorted.

Wang Jiuling had no intention of reasoning with a dead man.

He activated his Golden Goose Skill, leaping into the air and charging directly at Li Mochou.

"Go down and let the King of Hell answer your questions!"

Wang Jiuling attacked without warning, and Li Mochou's despair had reached its peak.

That little thief is such a stubborn mule, he won't listen to reason!

Even at her peak, she couldn't last more than thirty moves. Now, with her injuries still not healed, how can she possibly survive?

Thinking of this, a ruthless glint appeared in Li Mochou's bloodshot eyes.

"You little thief! Didn't you want to kill me?"

"I'd rather jump off a cliff than give you a chance!!"

Li Mochou gritted her teeth, uttered a harsh threat, and then turned around and jumped off the cliff.

Hong Lingbo instinctively turned around.

"Master?"

But Li Mochou dragged him off the cliff with her.

"You are my disciple, your life cannot be spared for him!!"

Li Mochou was ruthless to such an extent.

Wang Jiuling's expression changed slightly. His sword was a step too slow, and he could only watch helplessly as Li Mochou jumped off the cliff.

The cliff was bottomless, and Wang Jiuling frowned as he looked down, not daring to jump down for a moment.

"You think I'll let you go if you jump?"

Wang Jiuling turned and left, intending to find a lower location along the cliff or the entrance to the underground valley.

We need to at least confirm whether Li Mochou is alive or dead.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

The terrain of the Dabashan Mountains is complex, and it was getting late, so Wang Jiuling could only wait until the next morning to start looking for the same path below the cliff.

However, after searching for a whole day, Wang Jiuling discovered that there were almost no easy routes to descend from the cliff.

On the third day, Wang Jiuling finally found a passable path some distance from the cliff.

On this clear day, standing atop the cliff, one can vaguely see the stream flowing down the slope.

It was estimated to be over a hundred feet long.

Importantly, Wang Jiuling observed some protruding points at the bottom of the cliff.

An ordinary person would naturally not dare to go down there so easily.

But Wang Jiuling's internal strength is now so profound that it can be described as unparalleled. As long as it is confirmed that it is not a bottomless abyss, that is enough.

He used the Golden Goose Technique, moving from top to bottom.

Clamped against the cliff face, the body floated down a certain distance, then the toes touched the protruding parts of the cliff for leverage, and then continued down.

At this moment, at the bottom of the cliff.

A dozen men and women, under the direction of a girl in green, were clearing away the rubble at the bottom of the cliff and scattering flower seeds.

One of them looked up and froze.

He opened his mouth wide in disbelief and pointed to the sky.

"There's...someone!"