The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

Evening at the Iron Spear Temple in Jiaxing.

"Guo'er, your mother... your mother is dying. You must live on... live on."

"Good son, good son, you call me father, then I will teach you the method of reversing your aura. In less than a month, you will be able to expel the poison from the Ice Soul Silver Needle."

"Hiss"

A painful cry rang out in the dilapidated temple. It belonged to a young boy dressed like a beggar, but that couldn't hide his handsome features and the lively, untamed spirit between his brows.

He is not Yang Guo, yet he is also Yang Guo.

Yang Guo is a miserable young man in the 21st century who works overtime until late at night every day.

That day was the same. I worked overtime until midnight, and since I couldn't get back to my rented room, I slept at the company. Before going to sleep, I read The Return of the Condor Heroes for a while and was furious. Yang Guo was miserable in the book, but he was even more miserable in real life.

We're all like Yang Guo, and we're all in this tragic situation. He died suddenly at his workstation due to emotional distress.

Then he traveled through time, to the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

This was already the third day since he transmigrated. Just now, the original owner's memories flashed through his mind again—the scene of his mother's death and the scene of the strange man Ouyang Feng teaching him martial arts.

According to the original owner's experience, he has been wandering for some time now, and has even rescued his cousins, but he has also been hit by Li Mochou's Ice Soul Silver Needle.

Fortunately, he met the madman Ouyang Feng, who taught him a technique that could force out deadly poison.

Yang Guo has integrated the memories, and tonight should be the last day. One more workout should clear out the poison.

Yang Guo used his internal energy to heal his injuries, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings. Although he knew the general plot, so what? Why did he have to follow the plan and accept his tragic fate?

No! He wants to live a different life, to create a different kind of brilliance.

With his shout, the last bit of poisonous blood was forced out of his body. He was overjoyed, but then he felt dizzy.

These past few days he has been merging memories, and coupled with the poisoning, he can only eat the things left behind by the original owner.

The original owner used to make a living by catching snakes, and he had eaten all the food he had stored up.

He was so hungry he was dizzy and couldn't sleep, so he decided to go to the cave where the original owner used to hunt and rest, hoping there might still be some food left.

Perhaps because the toxins had been cleared, he didn't feel tired after walking a few steps, although his stomach kept rumbling.

They hadn't walked far when they saw the cave. It was night, and the cave was pitch black inside.

Yang Guo wasn't afraid. In his memory, the original owner had scattered a lot of powder here to repel snakes, ants, insects, and beasts, just to leave a resting place for himself while hunting.

Yang Guo took out his tinderbox and felt his way forward along the wall. After a few steps, he heard a sound coming from inside, which startled him.

Is there anyone inside?

Upon closer listening, Yang Guo realized it was the sound of a woman moaning.

To do such a thing in my cave so late at night, how shameless!

Yang Guo was furious and was about to rush in and scare the man half to death when several more voices came from inside—all of them women's voices.

Yang Guo, puzzled, took the tinderbox and walked inside. After about ten steps, he saw a woman lying on the stone bed at the bottom of the cave, her pale yellow clothes half-undone and her hair disheveled.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her beauty as radiant as a spring flower. At this moment, she exuded an irresistible charm, leaving one with endless fantasies.

It wasn't hot inside the cave, but her hair was still wet, and there was a layer of sweat on her snow-white neck and chest.

The woman's condition was clearly not right.

She also made alluring sounds.

Could it be an aphrodisiac?

Yang Guo was only two or three meters away from her, but she didn't even notice him, preoccupied with her own thoughts.

This woman was stunningly beautiful. Although time had not left any marks on her, judging from her appearance, she should be around 25 years old, and it was impossible to tell whether she was already married.

Marriages are very young in this world; someone Yang Guo's age could already be a father. Moreover, his body now houses the soul of a young man. Seeing this scene, he was completely out of control.

However, Yang Guo still upheld his principles, after all, he could not commit a crime, so he kindly stepped forward and inquired about the woman's condition.

It wasn't until Yang Guo spoke that the woman realized a young man was standing beside her. She was startled, but her fear was quickly replaced by a seductive charm. Her red lips parted slightly, exuding an irresistible allure: "Who are you? No... don't come any closer."

The woman tried to get up but couldn't. She tried to pull her clothes to cover herself, but in no time, she was back to her previous state.

She mumbled incoherently, "Brother, it's hot."

Yang Guo had no antidote and was wondering how to save her. He was about to go out and get some water for her so she could wash up and clear her head.

But she hugged him from behind, murmuring, "No, no... don't go."

Then she began to undress Yang Guo, but as soon as she moved her hand, she pulled it back as if she had been electrocuted.

Yang Guo turned around and saw that her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her eyes were glazed, and her cherry-like mouth was moaning incessantly.

So, despite feeling unwell, he patted her cheek and said, "Girl, do you know what you're doing?"

The woman bit her lip, and a trickle of blood flowed from it. Her eyes held a melancholy resentment like a woman confined to her chambers, yet also a liberated air like a woman indulging in desire. She exuded an alluring charm, becoming increasingly sensual.

Yang Guo's breathing became slightly heavier.

The woman looked up at Yang Guo, her lips slightly parted: "Save me."

The hot-blooded Yang Guo could not resist any longer and kissed her red lips directly.

The woman then responded, indicating that she could no longer control the poison.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky was beginning to lighten, and the woman's voice had long since become hoarse.

Yang Guo stopped, then tidied the woman's clothes and covered her with his own. The woman kept her eyes tightly closed the whole time and dared not open them. Yang Guo thought she had fallen asleep.

They tiptoed out.

But the moment he turned around, the woman opened her eyes, her gaze a mixture of resentment, anger, joy, and sorrow.

She bit her lip, and like a little cheetah, she wanted to leap up and kill Yang Guo.

Finally, I remembered that it was my initiative last night.

A final tear fell, and I watched to see how he would react. If... if he treated me with disrespect, I would just slap him to death.

The beautiful woman's physical poison has been cured, but the poison in her heart remains.

Let's see how Yang Guo responds.