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

"That day, the woman in red and Yang Guo were behaving very intimately."

That ascension to heaven under the sun and moon left a deep impression on the Quanzhen Sect; otherwise, they wouldn't have made the final decision to choose Yang Guo to join the sect.

"She's clearly not someone to be trifled with, and her martial arts skills are no less than mine. Do you think you can defeat her? You'll probably just get utterly thrashed!"

Cheng Yaojia glared angrily at her master, who didn't think highly of her. But she was captivated by the scene her master described that day.

She didn't even need to think twice; that woman was definitely Huang Rong.

Does this jerk have a soft spot for that woman?

Her eyes light up when she hears her master's drawings!

What about soaring through the air, walking side by side under the moon, or embracing the moon and ascending to heaven?

Master, are you sure you're not just dizzy and seeing things?

Sun Bu'er was indeed doing it on purpose. It's true that she agreed with the relationship between the two, but it's also true that she didn't think it would work out.

Anyway, she didn't exaggerate. If you can't even stand this, you might as well break up with me and cultivate with me, or find someone else.

Cheng Yaojia was incredibly jealous at that moment.

Just thinking about it, she realized that if it were her, she would probably stay in his arms all night and wouldn't let go of him.

Otherwise, she and Huang Rong would be "good sisters".

Huang Rong made the same choice.

So Huang Rong still hasn't gotten out of bed.

Sun Bu'er's tone had been calm just moments before, but now it carried a hint of anger: "Disciple, and also, you haven't remembered a single word I told you!"

Cheng Yaojia was still in a daze and subconsciously asked, "What is it?"

Sun Bu'er raised her hand to hit her again, but seeing her crying and laughing, she couldn't bring herself to do it, and she didn't mention again the matter of persuading Yang Guo to accept the status of a second-generation disciple.

She calmed down and said, "Jia'er, all suffering stems from love and affection. What do you think of Yang Guo now?"

Cheng Yaojia was confused and looked at her lover as her master pointed.

The sun shines brightly in the sky, and the bamboo forest is quiet and serene.

The young man in the Taoist robe stood gracefully, his slender figure blending into the forest with every posture, as if he were a part of heaven and earth. A gentle breeze blew, and his sleeves unfurled layer by layer, like watermarks gradually spreading on rice paper, dancing with the wind.

His robes fluttered, and a sense of loneliness, as if walking alone in the void, washed over him. It seemed that with the help of a gentle breeze, he could transform into a ray of light and return to the vast emptiness.

He is an enlightened being who is ready to ascend to heaven at any moment.

Then Sun Bu'er's voice reached her ears: "This is his normal state. I'm afraid he doesn't even know what he looks like. You'll only know what he's like when you observe him from afar."

Cheng Yaojia stared at the boy intently, tears already streaming down her face.

Sun Bu'er originally didn't want to reveal the truth. She planned to wait until Yang Guo agreed to join the sect and Cheng Yaojia had a child to rely on and entrust to her before revealing the truth.

But Sun Bu'er was afraid. What if Cheng Yaojia became even more deeply involved after they had children?

Then we should make a clean break.

"Master, he...he..."

Sun Bu'er continued, "He said he was caught in a peach tribulation, which is true, but aren't you also caught in it? Naturally, you don't feel that he has changed much, and even if he has, it will only make you more trapped. After all, I don't deny that he loves you, but I also believe that entering the Dao is his final destination."

"Jial, if you still want to continue on this path, then leave behind offspring as soon as possible."

Sun Bu'er did not want his disciple to have any regrets.

Cheng Yaojia continued to gaze intently at Yang Guo, who, bored with the wait, had shifted from observing the bamboo and scenery to observing people.

His eyesight was unparalleled, and he naturally noticed that the woman was in a bad mood and tears were already falling.

He smiled, the smile reaching deep into her eyes, and the wind seemed to have gained warmth as it brushed against her shoulder.

His original serene desire to ascend to immortality was suddenly infused with the warmth of human life by this smile.

It was simply because he saw the human touch in his life.

Cheng Yaojia seemed to be drawn towards him.

Sun Bu'er sighed silently and turned to leave.

I'm afraid this woman has already fallen for it.

Cheng Yaojia ran faster than ever before, as if the man would vanish from her sight in the next second.

Yang Guo watched the beautiful woman rushing towards him and raised his arms to meet her.

But the woman did not throw herself into his arms.

But...

Cheng Yaojia fiercely ripped off his Taoist robe, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it repeatedly, still not satisfied. Then she picked up her sword and flicked it up, the sword flashing, and the Taoist robe instantly turned into snowflakes and disappeared.

Sun Bu'er desperately suppressed her feet, which were about to step forward, fearing that she would kill this traitor with a single blow.

Yang Guo dared not move an inch during this process.

His eyelids twitched. What was wrong with this gentle woman who always treated him like a god?

Is it because he doesn't look handsome in a Taoist robe?

Yang Guo could only think to himself: If I don't have an outer garment to wear, won't I look silly?

The woman's emotions were clearly not right.

"Jia'er, what's wrong? Does your master disapprove of our relationship? How about we buy a estate first?"

Yang Guo had been thinking it over and over, and he felt that the problem might be his lack of family property. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

These women all own islands and estates, some have inherited family businesses and received divorce settlements, while the remaining women have mysterious backgrounds.

And beings like Cheng Ying, a fairy from the mortal world, and Xiao Longnv, a fairy from heaven, are detached from worldly affairs.

Yang Guo realized that he had nothing but a handsome appearance.

His money was given to him by Huang Rong and Cheng Yaojia.

Most importantly, the nameless scriptures he had earned and the money he had taken from Cheng Yaojia were all in the package and were placed in Cheng Ying's small wooden house.

They probably went to heaven with that fire long ago.

He drifted down the river here penniless. If it weren't for this young man, he would still be naked.

After that, all the clothes were made by Grandma Sun.

Every piece you tear off is one less piece available.

This hobby is so much like his, except he didn't tear it to shreds as much!

Didn't you see that Li Mochou doesn't have many clothes to wear anymore?

Yang Guo was worried that if things continued like this, Li Mochou would eventually have to wear a Taoist robe.

Yang Guo dared not let her wear a Taoist robe; he simply couldn't control himself.

With Li Mochou's figure and her uniform, he couldn't even be human in front of her!

Cheng Yaojia was clearly still angry and was about to take off his boots.

Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here again?"

Yang Guo quickly embraced the woman who had gone mad.

Cheng Yaojia squirmed in his arms, her heart heavy with jealousy for Huang Rong and the ethereal feeling the man had just given her. She tore her Taoist robe but still couldn't understand, but now that she was restrained, all she could do was bite him.

"Be careful, or I might break your little silver teeth while exercising."

Cheng Yaojia was about to take a bite with her little mouth open when she heard Yan's words and burst into tears.

Yang Guo was in a real bind.

Fortunately, having been trained by Huang Rong for a long time, he was able to handle the situation with ease.

Yang Guo summarized it into two points: Huang Rong usually cries either because she thinks too much or because she can't bear the strain of being in bed.

That woman is definitely overthinking things. I wonder what that Taoist priest Sun said.

Yang Guo didn't care whether anyone was watching, he put her on his lap, hugged her, and gently rubbed her face.

"Garland, I will never leave you. Don't you know how alluring you are?"

"How could I bear to let you leave me?"

Cheng Yaojia's face was flushed from crying: "You're talking nonsense! In terms of time, I didn't arrive as early as Huang Rong, and in terms of figure, I can't compare to Li Mingyue. You'd love to leave me!"

Hey, at least you have some self-awareness.

Yang Guo thought she was neither heaven nor earth.

After all, this woman was always so passionate that he never really got a chance to explore her heart.

Yang Guo joked, "Then tell me, what do you have?"