A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

Qiu Chuji thought to himself that he had made a rash decision by blindly believing the two men's one-sided statements, which not only caused the two factions to turn against each other, but also resulted in the loss of many of his disciples.

Seeing that Qiu Chuji still had a furrowed brow, clearly not believing him, Zhao Zhijing's expression changed drastically. He immediately adopted a tearful tone and cried out, "Sect Leader, if you don't believe me, I will kill myself here in Chongyang Palace today to prove my innocence!"

Having said that, he made a move to crash into the golden pillar beside him.

"presumptuous!"

Qiu Chuji gave a deep shout that reverberated throughout the hall and circled the beams three feet high.

Zhao Zhijing was stopped and immediately lowered his head, not daring to utter a sound. His shoulders twitched slightly, seemingly weeping in grief and indignation, but in reality, he was secretly observing the expressions of the people sitting there.

"This matter is fraught with doubts, and we must not blindly believe one side of the story," Qiu Chuji said slowly, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Our Quanzhen Sect is a legitimate branch of the Xuanmen school. We have already nearly made a grave mistake, and we must not act rashly now. Since you two claim that Zhang Huai is a Mongol spy, I will give you three days to produce conclusive evidence!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhijing immediately panicked: "Absolutely not, Sect Leader! It's not difficult for me to find the evidence, but we must first capture those three! If we wait until I find the evidence, that little vixen will have recovered from her injuries, and it will be too late to make a move then, Sect Leader!"

"That's enough!"

Wang Chuyi sternly rebuked, "So what if we let Little Dragon Girl recover from her injuries? Are you saying that our Quanzhen Temple, the number one sect in the world, can't even control three mere people? Obey the sect leader's orders and go find evidence! If you can't produce solid evidence within three days, don't blame me for disregarding our master-disciple relationship and punishing you according to the sect rules!"

The others were not their teachers, so they did not say much. Seeing Wang Chuyi's firm attitude, they all nodded in agreement.

"Zhijing, go. Once you find the evidence, our Quanzhen Sect will uphold justice for you and Zhibing." After saying this, Hao Datong got up and left the hall.

Seeing that the seven men were all impartial, Zhao Zhijing was both anxious and resentful, but dared not be presumptuous any longer. He could only kowtow heavily and say, "Disciple... obeys. Disciple will definitely find the evidence."

Qiu Chuji flicked his sleeve and led the rest of the men away from the palace.

The main hall instantly emptied, leaving only Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing.

"Zhen Zhibing, what do you think we should do now?"

"Huh? Say something, Zhen Zhibing?"

Despite Zhao Zhijing's two repeated questions, Zhen Zhibing remained silent and stood frozen in place.

"You bastard!"

Seeing his state, Zhao Zhijing was enraged. Despite his serious injuries, he stepped forward, grabbed Zhen Zhibing by the collar, and shouted angrily, "What do you want, Zhen Zhibing?!"

Zhen Zhibing dared not meet his gaze, and stammered, "Senior...Senior Brother, perhaps we should...tell Master the truth."

"Report truthfully?"

Zhao Zhijing stared at him in disbelief. "Zhen Zhibing, are you crazy? I've kept this a secret for you for so long, and you think you can just brush it off with a flippant 'tell the truth'?"

Zhao Zhijing kicked him away, the force aggravating his injury, causing him to stagger and fall, gasping, "Ouch—it hurts so much!"

"Damn it! If it weren't for you, how could I be so badly injured? My disciple, Lu Qingdu, also lost his life because of you! And now you expect me to tell the truth?"

Despite the excruciating pain, Zhao Zhijing slowly stood up, pointing at Zhen Zhibing's nose and angrily shouting, "Zhen Zhibing, you're a useless piece of trash! I don't care if you want to die, but if you want to drag me down with you, I, Zhao Zhijing, will be the first to object! Anyone who stands in my way to becoming the sect leader, I will be their sworn enemy! If you want to go and confess to your master and senior uncles, I won't stop you."

Suddenly, he leaned in front of Zhen Zhibing, gripped his collar tightly, and said in a sinister tone, "But have you thought about the consequences? I've covered for you all this time, even inciting my disciples to kill those three. If you confess, what will those six masters think of me?"

Before Zhen Zhibing could respond, Zhao Zhijing sneered again, "Fine, go ahead and say whatever you want. Since you dare to be honest, it means you don't care, so what do I care? At worst, I'll just announce to the world the stupid things you, this piece of trash, have done!"

"Let me think about how to say it—let's say that the chief disciple of the dignified Master Changchun of the Quanzhen Sect attempted to molest a young girl but failed and was instead crippled. He was resentful and led a group to take revenge, but ended up suffering another crushing defeat! How about that? Do you think my explanation is exciting enough?"

"Let the whole world see what kind of trash Master Changchun has produced, and what kind of scoundrels my Quanzhen Sect has nurtured!"

"Senior brother, please, please don't... please, please, you absolutely mustn't!"

Zhen Zhibing finally panicked and clung tightly to Zhao Zhijing's leg, his voice filled with fear.

"Ha, now you're scared?"

Zhao Zhijing gently patted his cheek, his tone suddenly becoming slow and deliberate: "Zhen Zhibing, you remember this, we're in this together now. I don't need your help, but don't cause me any trouble, understand?"

Zhen Zhibing nodded frantically, like a chicken pecking at rice.

He never imagined that his momentary panic, which gave Zhao Zhijing leverage over him, would lead him to this predicament.

He had already come to terms with it and was willing to ruin his reputation, but that madman Zhao Zhijing insisted on making this public. He absolutely could not let his master be disgraced by the world because of himself, nor could he let the Quanzhen Sect become a laughing stock in the martial arts world.

Now that things have come to this, he can only follow Zhao Zhijing and make the best of a bad situation.

If you know today, why should you be in the beginning.

A single tear of regret silently slid down Zhen Zhibing's cheek.

"I understand, senior brother. I will definitely follow your arrangements..."

"Hmph, that's more like it."

Zhao Zhijing snorted coldly, kicked Zhen Zhibing away, turned around, and limped out of the main hall without looking back.

"Zhen Zhibing, you better remember this: even if you die, I will still tell the whole world about your deeds."

"Announcing to the world..."

Zhao Zhijing's lingering words shattered Zhen Zhibing's last glimmer of hope.

Outside the main hall.

The boy had been standing there waiting for a long time.

Upon seeing Zhao Zhijing emerge from within, the boy immediately stepped forward to help him up.

He had no intention of getting angry at the boy; his mind was preoccupied with finding evidence.

After returning to his room, the boy brewed him a pot of tea and then quickly left, afraid of getting into trouble again.

Zhao Zhijing took a big gulp of tea, but still couldn't suppress the irritability in his heart.

"Tsk, what a hassle."

Suddenly, a voice came from beside the bed in the room.

"I wonder what troubles you, sir? Perhaps Xiao Wang can offer some assistance."

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

Ignoring the pain, Zhao Zhijing quickly grabbed the sword from the table and stood up.

There was someone in his room all along, and he was completely unaware.

He was looking towards the bedroom as if facing a formidable enemy.

A man dressed in a light-colored robe, holding a folding fan, looking every bit the noble young master, with an arrogant expression on his face, slowly emerged from Zhao Zhijing's bedroom.

"Is it you?"

This man was none other than Huo Du.

"Master, there's no need to be nervous. I'm here to help you resolve your troubles."

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