Chapter 86

At the side of the arena.

The Mongol group watched the events unfolding before them, many with slightly dazed expressions.

Among the group led by the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel, only two people truly had the ability to think strategically: the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel and Prince Huo Du. As for Darba, he was completely bewildered by what was happening.

"..."

Huo Du, with a bruised and swollen face, glared angrily at Yue Yuan on the stage. However, having already engaged in combat with Yue Yuan, he was well aware of the prowess of this golden-robed Taoist. In their exchange, Huo Du was almost entirely at a disadvantage, unable to gain the upper hand.

Most importantly, Huo Du couldn't understand why, in the later part of their fight, the opponent kept hitting his face.

However, what worried him even more was the current situation. Initially, after the appearance of Li Mochou, the events had unfolded as he had imagined. But with just a few words from Yue Yuan, the situation had been completely halted by the sense of righteousness.

What would happen to our Mongol situation next...

Thinking of this, Huo Du's gaze involuntarily fell on his master, the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel. He no longer dared to step onto the stage and speak up.

The Dharma King of the Golden Wheel looked coldly, ignoring the gaze of his young disciple Huo Du. He was very dissatisfied with the outcome of Huo Du's fight with Yue Yuan.

However, personally, the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel was extremely confident in his own martial prowess, having never fought with Guo Jing or Yue Yuan. He didn't believe he would be any worse than those two. Moreover, the current development of events was also unfavorable to their group.

Guo Jing and Yue Yuan's fight would certainly not end without consequences. As long as the Taoist didn't use that treasure sword, then...

But to force Yue Yuan to not use the treasure sword through words alone was an incredibly difficult task for the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel. Before the Great Victory Pass, the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel had made a thorough study of the famous martial artists in the Central Plains, including Li Mochou.

However, the golden-robed Taoist who could stand alone against the heroes of the world, even the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel didn't have the courage to do that!

Therefore, using words to force Guo Jing to not use his sword would likely be ineffective against the golden-robed Taoist... and facing that sword that could cut through iron like butter, his five wheels might not be enough to withstand it.

Thinking of this, the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel felt a bit uneasy.

Could it be that they would just return like this?

But how could that be?

For the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel, the grand master of Mongolia, to come to the Heroes' Assembly and then retreat in fear, what would that make him?

When the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel saw Yue Yuan use the method of transferring hatred to place Li Mochou's lifetime of sins on the Mongols, his face turned dark. In his heart, it was as if thousands of grass mud horses were running.

After all, just a moment ago, they were still watching the show!

But was the current situation really suitable for them to speak up? The Dharma King of the Golden Wheel felt that if he intervened at this moment, it would certainly attract everyone's attention. Then, the anger of the heroes towards Li Mochou would be redirected towards them. After much consideration, the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel and his group could only temporarily remain silent, standing by the arena with a neutral expression.

Now, the fact that the Mongols were invading the Southern Song was established and undeniable.

Yue Yuan had shifted the personal grudge to a national enmity, and even the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel could not refute it. Moreover, the promise of the Beggar Sect represented by Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and the lack of objection from the Quanzhen Sect, had all exceeded the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel's expectations.

In fact, this had exceeded everyone's expectations.

The reason they didn't leave in disgrace was that the Dharma King of the Golden Wheel was not willing to let this situation stand. He had to break the current deadlock!

Otherwise, all their previous arrangements would be in vain.

...

On the stage.

Yue Yuan was very satisfied with the Beggar Sect's promise, but not surprised. What kind of person was Hong Qigong? The old beggar was a man of his word, and any promise he made would be fulfilled.

Suddenly, Yue Yuan's expression changed. He had just remembered something.

Earlier, he had seen Yang Guo whisper something to Huang Rong. Clearly, this message was from Hong Qigong, delivered through Yang Guo. This meant... his brows furrowed, Yue Yuan recalled that Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng had passed away during this time.

Could it be...

His gaze fell on Yang Guo, and he remembered that the old beggar would entrust someone to complete his promise even if he died. Thinking of this, Yue Yuan sighed.

Hong Qigong!

What a pity!

Yue Yuan was not surprised by the Beggar Sect's promise, but the Quanzhen Sect's acceptance of the promise was somewhat unexpected. In the original story, the Quanzhen Sect was often portrayed negatively due to the actions of Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing, but in reality, this sect, known as the foremost martial arts sect in the world, was a true major sect.

If it had been Qiu Chuji, who hated evil, the situation might have been different, but the current representative was Sun Budan, the Pure and Scattered Immortal. This was a good thing for Yue Yuan.

As the wife of the sect leader Ma Yu, Sun Budan could sometimes speak on behalf of the Quanzhen Sect. Therefore, when the Pure and Scattered Immortal accepted the promise, it was as if the Quanzhen Sect had accepted it.

This was a cause and effect. The good relationship and impression left on the Zhongnan Mountains had now borne fruit.

Thinking of this, Yue Yuan bowed deeply in the direction of the Quanzhen Sect.

Now, the two largest and most prestigious sects in the entire martial world, the Quanzhen Sect and the Beggar Sect, had accepted the promise. It could be said that as long as Li Mochou did not continue to kill innocents and helped resist the Mongols, her past actions could almost be forgiven.

But, this was only a forgiveness!

The issues between Li Mochou, Xiaolongnü, and Yang Guo were resolvable, but the lame girl Lu Wushuang...

The image of the stubborn Lu Wushuang flashed through his mind, and Yue Yuan seemed to sense something. He turned and looked into the distance. He saw the lame girl watching him from a corner, her eyes filled with tears.

But Lu Wushuang was trying hard to keep the tears from spilling out, biting her lips so hard that they were bleeding, yet she did not look away. Her gaze was fixed on the golden-robed figure on the stage.

As for her mortal enemy, Li Mochou, she completely ignored her.

Their gazes met from a distance.

After a long moment, the lame girl Lu Wushuang raised her right hand and wiped the blood from her lips, then turned and limped away without looking back. But as soon as she turned, the tears she had been holding back overflowed, leaving two trails on her beautiful face.

"..."

Watching the lame girl's retreating back, Yue Yuan felt a tremor in his heart. After a while, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His initial plan to save Lu Wushuang was to make amends, to give this unfortunate girl some compensation. Yue Yuan had always had a good impression of Lu Wushuang, and he had to get involved in her and Li Mochou's grudges. But the way things were developing now...

Yue Yuan's gaze fell on Yang Guo, and his expression was strange.

It was a look that said, "I finally understand how you feel!"

This look made Yang Guo shiver involuntarily and tremble.

PS: The "The Return of the Condor Heroes" is entering the middle and later stages. It's time to fill in some of the earlier plot holes and dig some new, hidden ones.

Page flip AD starts

Page flip AD ends