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

Yang Guo placed the invitations in front of the two women.

"My lord, this is clearly a tactic used by the Quanzhen Sect to lure you there. Leaving aside whether Cheng Yaojia is even in the Quanzhen Sect, the contents of this letter are questionable. The talk of a closed-door disciple is utter nonsense."

Yang Guo and Huang Rong remained silent.

Huang Rong looked at Yang Guo and asked, "Guo'er, what are you thinking about?"

"I want to visit the Quanzhen Sect."

Li Mochou quickly hugged him: "You mustn't go."

Li Mochou was extremely anxious. She was about to leave, and now this had happened. She couldn't bear to see Yang Guo running around like this.

Huang Rong glanced at her sideways, ignoring them.

Unfortunately, she hasn't recovered yet.

"Moon, don't you want to see what kind of trouble the Quanzhen Sect will cause in three days?"

Li Mochou said softly, "Husband, if you want to see Taoist priests, Mochou can dress up for you. Why do you have to go to the Quanzhen Sect? Why don't you wear one too? Tonight... Yue'er will go with you, okay?"

Looking at her alluring expression, Huang Rong thought of her as if she were looking at Cheng Yaojia, and said leisurely, "Then we'll leave in three days. Guo'er, if you want to investigate the Quanzhen Sect, why don't you take Li Mochou with you? That way, if you're discovered, you can throw her out to draw attention, and Rong'er will wait here for your safe return."

Li Mochou glared angrily: "Huang Rong, what do you mean? Are you so full that you don't care about the lives of others?"

Huang Rong ignored her nonsense and said to Yang Guo, "Guo'er, why don't you go find Master Sun and find out what's going on? Logically speaking, she wouldn't use Cheng Yaojia's matter to her advantage."

"It's possible that Cheng Yaojia was also there, and perhaps even agreed."

"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that someone else is using Master Sun's name to lure you there."

Yang Guo nodded; he thought so too.

So, with Huang Rong's help, Yang Guo changed into a Taoist robe.

"Guo'er, are you really going?"

Huang Rong and Li Mochou asked, puzzled.

"How can I say that I still bear the Daoist tablet of Qingxu, a fourth-generation disciple? Besides, the Quanzhen Sect couldn't possibly harm me anyway."

The two women gazed at Yang Guo with affection in their eyes.

Huang Rong carefully straightened his clothes, her fingertips gently stroking down his chest, smoothing out the last crease on his Taoist robe.

Her gaze remained fixed on his face, her eyes brimming with tears, like two gentle, rippling waves, reflecting all her love.

After a night of tenderness, she had learned how to offer her deepest affection to her lover without reservation, so that he could feel it.

As for Li Mochou, she has always been like this.

She was quite annoyed that she hadn't picked up her husband's Taoist robe immediately.

I don't want to see them gazing at each other with such affection right now.

She pulled Huang Rong aside.

"Sister Rong, you should focus on healing your wounds. As for my husband, I will take good care of him."

With that, he pulled Yang Guo away from the tomb.

Yang Guo followed her all the way.

"Moon, you're going too?" Yang Guo naturally knew that Huang Rong was just joking, so how could he dare to let Li Mochou draw the fire?

"What? Do you think it's embarrassing for me to go out and meet people? Humph!"

Yang Guo looked at Li Mochou, who was still acting childishly, and knew that she was still jealous about Huang Rong. He couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for her.

He gently stepped forward and tenderly pulled her into his arms.

Li Mochou had originally decided to make a scene again so that he would coax her with more sweet words—but as soon as he got close or reached out his hand, she didn't know how to refuse.

Since marrying him, Li Mochou has never said "no" to any of his requests.

"Moon, I'll bring Jia'er with me tonight, okay...?"

"No...no, we agreed tonight that you're mine, and I don't want to see her."

Yang Guo whispered softly in her ear, "Really? Don't you need her guidance?"

Li Mochou pushed him away with all her might, but her eyes involuntarily lifted—that fleeting glance almost stole Yang Guo's soul, nearly causing him to lose his composure.

This woman was becoming increasingly adept at leveraging her strengths, and coupled with her proud and dazzling beauty, she was simply irresistible to him.

Seeing the man's intense gaze travel from her cheeks to her chest, Li Mochou's face suddenly flushed, and a blush quietly spread from her cheeks all the way to the tips of her ears.

"Husband, let's go take care of business first. When we come back, Yue'er... she can't run away again."

Li Mochou did not wear a Taoist robe; instead, she changed back into a plain white dress and followed Yang Guo through the forest.

Previously, he would always hold her as she flew through the air and performed the moves, but now that she was performing them alone, she felt so uncomfortable.

She dared not think too deeply about how she had survived the years without him, and how she would cope with being alone without him.

She didn't want to be like Huang Rong, so why would she invite loneliness upon herself?

Why doesn't she just cut the Gordian knot, go down the mountain and wreak havoc, then quickly return to the ancient tomb?

Li Mochou's thoughts were racing, but her eyes remained fixed on the Taoist-robed youth in front of her.

……

Cheng Yaojia looked at her master speechlessly.

"Is there something wrong with this invitation? I've had to look at it over and over again?"

Cheng Yaojia looked at the invitation card over and over again, wondering where this supernatural master had come from to have such a young disciple.

But if you want to hold a return ceremony, then go ahead. What business is it of hers to be a laywoman? She's here to find her husband and, incidentally, to see her master.

Aren't you curious about who your junior uncle is?

Cheng Yaojia's eyes kept glancing towards the doorway, and she slowly moved towards it.

"Who is it? Do I know them? Master, please have some tea first."

Cheng Yaojia stared intently at her master. As her master raised his cup to drink tea, she crouched down and slipped out of the room.

"His surname is Yang and his given name is Guo," Sun Bu'er said casually.

Cheng Yaojia's figure froze.

He turned his neck and looked back with a "click-click" sound.

"What a coincidence, this person is also named Yang Guo?"

"That's alright, I'll be going now. I'll come visit you again next time."

Sun Bu'er leisurely sipped her tea, watching Cheng Yaojia's retreating figure as she replied, "Go ahead, I'll take you to say hello to your husband later."

"Then let him focus on his cultivation."

Cheng Yaojia, who had just disappeared around the corner, stormed up to Sun Bu'er, fuming, "Master, are you kidding me?! How could my husband possibly become a Taoist priest?"

Sun Bu'er asked, puzzled, "Why can't I be a Taoist priest?"

"So he's a lay disciple?"

"Think about it yourself. The disciples accepted by your master's master must be the core members of the Quanzhen Sect. Could they possibly be lay disciples?"

Cheng Yaojia shook her head loudly.

Cheng Yaojia persisted, "That's impossible. He has no interest in cultivation; he's only interested in beautiful women. If Master were ten years younger, he might..."

Sun Bu'er's face flushed red, her aura vanished, and she roared in fury, "You bastard!"

Cheng Yaojia knelt down with a thud.

Sun Bu'er was speechless as she watched her disciple's unrestrained speech and how he was completely infatuated with men, and she was furious.

"Did you know he already had other women?"

Cheng Yaojia blushed and coughed twice, "I...I don't know."

Sun Bu'er frowned: "Really?"

"Master, he really loves me, and I love him too. Please don't break us up..."

Huh, what's she feeling guilty about? What's she trying to explain? She didn't even know he had other women back then.

Even if she did, she wouldn't care!

Cheng Yaojia thought to herself: Huang Rong wasn't his woman back then, and she isn't now either. In the end, she still slunk back to Peach Blossom Island, what a useless woman.

She seemed quite dashing when she broke Guo Jing's heart, but in the end, she slunk away and returned to the island with Yang Guo.

It seems having a daughter is really great; you have to think about things more now.

She was quite curious about how the girl on the island was doing now.

So by that logic, she seems to be his first woman.

After all, Huang Rong's sneaky behavior at the time clearly showed that she was still shameless.

How could she be considered his woman?