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

"Alright then, why don't you all come with me to the Treasury of Merit now?"

Seeing that the situation was already set in stone and that the matter would indeed benefit the Quanzhen Sect, Wang Chuyi ceased his resistance.

That's exactly what I was thinking.

Yang Guo, who was standing to the side, could no longer contain himself and his face showed excitement.

When he was a student of Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Zhijing only taught him the mental techniques and never mentioned the moves. He watched his fellow disciples practice martial arts every day and had long been envious.

Now that he can freely study in the Hidden Martial Arts Pavilion, how could a martial arts fanatic like him not be overjoyed?

"Speaking of the Nine Yin Manual, is it also part of your Quanzhen Sect?"

Zhang Huai suddenly spoke up and asked.

Yang Guo immediately perked up his ears. He had previously obtained a fragment of the Nine Yin Manual in the Ancient Tomb and benefited greatly from practicing it. If he could learn the complete manual, his strength would definitely experience a qualitative leap.

Even Xiaolongnu's gaze was gently drawn to the four words "Nine Yin Manual".

All martial arts practitioners in the world covet this extraordinary martial arts book.

Upon hearing this, the several Quanzhen practitioners standing nearby instantly bristled like startled cats.

If Qiu Chuji hadn't been physically immobile, he would surely have leaped three feet high at that moment.

"No!"

Several real people unanimously refused.

"Our patriarch clearly decreed that all disciples of the Quanzhen School must never learn the Nine Yin Manual!"

Zhang Huai stepped forward, put his arm around Wang Chuyi's shoulder, and said in a seemingly comforting tone:

"Hey, old men, why are you getting so worked up? You're all getting on in years, don't be so jumpy, you might hurt your heart."

Sun Bu'er, standing to the side, ignored his feigned concern and said coldly, "We know our own bodies well, so there's no need for you to worry, young hero."

Wang Chuyi also responded in a deep voice:

"Young Master Zhang, you may freely peruse the martial arts manuals in the Scripture Pavilion, but under no circumstances should you covet the Nine Yin Manual. Our patriarch has issued a strict order: no disciple of the Quanzhen Sect is permitted to touch the Nine Yin Manual!"

"It's too small; its scope is too narrow."

Zhang Huai laughed heartily.

"When we look at the martial arts techniques in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, we are disciples of the Quanzhen Sect; when we look at the Nine Yin Manual, I am a wandering martial artist, while Miss Long and Brother Yang belong to the Ancient Tomb Sect. Is that correct?"

"Let us outsiders catch a glimpse of the scriptures; consider it an act of gratitude. After all, you all still owe me your lives."

"When have we ever owed you a life, young hero?"

Upon hearing this, even Liu Chuxuan, who was usually taciturn among them, couldn't help but ask.

"You old man, you're being completely unreasonable!"

Zhang Huai shouted loudly at Liu Chuxuan, his voice commanding respect.

"We had the instinct to kill you, but we didn't. Doesn't that count as saving your life? Doesn't this mean that each of you owes me a life? All the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect owe me a life."

Several real people exclaimed: "What a beast! This is truly a beast! Is this something a human being should say?"

Everyone was utterly shocked by Zhang Huai's outrageous remarks, and they were all furious. Even Ouyang Feng, who was known for his ruthlessness, probably couldn't have come up with such a twisted logic.

Moreover, they had lived most of their lives, so how could they not understand why Zhang Huai had let them go?

Resisting the Mongols and protecting the religion is one aspect, but more importantly, the Quanzhen Sect was once the largest sect in the world. For hundreds of years, it has spread its teachings and has friends all over the martial arts world, making it a sacred place in the hearts of martial arts practitioners.

If an entire family were wiped out in a single day, the entire martial arts world and even the imperial court would be shaken.

In the future, there will be no place for the three of them in this world, and even Guo Jing and Yang Guo may break apart because of this.

These are all unspoken understandings between them, but they must never be said outright.

Even Yang Guo, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard Zhang Huai's words.

"Brother Huai, when did you become such a bastard? You're too arrogant."

"Can……"

Just as Wang Chuyi was about to speak in rebuttal, Qiu Chuji, sitting in a wheelchair, sternly stopped him.

"One!"

Wang Chuyi immediately lowered his head and stopped speaking.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you all so quiet? You're always like this, you just shut up when you encounter a difficult question."

Faced with Zhang Huai's harassment, the group remained silent and led the three directly toward the Hidden Merit Pavilion.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement."

A sly smile crept across Zhang Huai's face.

"We didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh right, you didn't say anything. I sneaked in to see it myself. You had no idea. Is that alright?"

The group simply turned their heads away, refusing to acknowledge him any longer. Zhang Huai, having achieved his goal, decided not to make a fool of himself.

Before long, the three of them followed Qiu Chuji and the others to the front of the Zanggong Pavilion.

The Zanggong Pavilion stands to the west of the main hall of Chongyang Palace. It has green tiles and flying eaves, and a thick and solid vermilion gate with two bronze animal head locks hanging on it.

The three large characters "Canggongge" above the door are written in a vigorous and powerful style, and were personally inscribed by Wang Chongyang.

Two Quanzhen disciples stood guarding the Scripture Pavilion. Upon seeing Qiu Chuji and his party arrive, they quickly bowed and paid their respects.

Qiu Chuji simply waved his hand, dismissing the two men.

Wang Chuyi, standing behind him, raised his hand, his withered palm touching the beast-head lock. With a slight twist of his wrist, the lock cylinder immediately made a "click" sound.

"Crunch"

The heavy vermilion gate first cracked open with a thin crack, and then Wang Chuyi pushed the gate open slowly with a little force from both hands.

A musty smell, a mixture of dust and pine resin, immediately hit me.

The pavilion has three floors, each with dozens of sandalwood bookshelves. The yellowed and worn martial arts books fill every shelf, which is the martial arts heritage accumulated by the Quanzhen Sect over a hundred years.

Zhang Huai and Xiaolongnu remained calm and composed upon seeing the scene before them, while Yang Guo, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed and kept swallowing hard.

He thought to himself: If I can master all these martial arts, I will be fearless and no one will be able to bully me anymore.

Qiu Chuji addressed the three men, saying, "You may freely peruse the martial arts manuals in this pavilion, but remember not to divulge them to anyone else."

"If you truly wish to pass on this knowledge to others, they must first become your disciples and submit to the Chongyang Palace."

"Okay, okay, I know."

Yang Guo was already extremely anxious, wishing he could immediately go inside and feast his eyes.

Wang Chuyi stood aside and added in a deep voice:

"You must not enter the secret chamber on the third floor. You may roam freely in the rest of the room. The secret chamber contains the Nine Yin Manual and the relics of the founder. You DO NOT ...

Wang Chuyi's last words were spoken with particular weight.

But to Zhang Huai, these words sounded like a deliberate reminder to "just sneak in."

Zhang Huai readily agreed: "Don't worry, we'll definitely sneak in... ptooey, ptooey, we definitely won't go in."

Upon seeing this, the other disciples couldn't help but cover their faces and sigh. Zhang Huai was truly reckless. Fortunately, he had already driven away all the Quanzhen disciples around him. Otherwise, the Quanzhen Sect's prestige in front of its disciples would have been hard to establish again.