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

Cheng Yaojia didn't want to talk to him anymore; all she could do was cry.

"Jial, then think about the disadvantages of Rong'er and Yue'er?"

"Wh...what?" Her nose twitched, and she felt like snot was about to flow out at any moment.

Yang Guo quickly pulled out her handkerchief and used it to stop her from stuffing it in.

Cheng Yaojia rolled her eyes, her face turning even redder, and she turned her head away, not daring to look at him.

She felt a sweet warmth in her heart. Although this man didn't usually say sweet words to her, she could feel that he loved her very much.

The panic I felt earlier has subsided considerably.

"Disadvantages? One's all looks and no brains, the other has a family to support?"

Looking at the woman with tears streaming down her face, Yang Guo could only sigh at her courage.

"What did your master just say to you? Why did you come crying? Should we buy some of our belongings? Would that make her agree?"

Cheng Yaojia cried for a while, and felt much better after venting her emotions. Although she was partly jealous, she was more frightened by what her master said. The most important thing was that she actually agreed with him, so she felt a void in her heart and couldn't control her emotions.

"It's nothing... it's just that Master felt I couldn't compete with them, so I..."

Yang Guo didn't believe it. "Does this mean you'll tear my Taoist robe right away?"

"What did your master say? Did he ask you to pass on a message to me?"

Cheng Yaojia shook her head like a rattle drum.

What message should I convey? No, nothing.

She'd rather die than say anything, and now she's hoping this man will stay away from the Quanzhen Sect. It's good that things have fallen out.

Yang Guo feigned anger and asked, "Really what?"

Cheng Yaojia hugged his neck tightly and buried her face in it.

"Really, no."

Yang Guo felt an itch on his neck.

"My husband, Jia'er misses you."

How did you suddenly fall in love?

Yang Guo knew exactly what this woman was up to.

It's obvious that she's stamping her own seal again.

Then came a slightly cool, damp touch, which vanished almost immediately, as if asking a silent question.

Yang Guo didn't want her to get away with it.

Straighten her head.

I just caught a fleeting glimpse of a coral-colored shadow that suddenly lit up and then went out between the lips.

But at that moment, she was gazing at Yang Guo's profile with dreamy eyes.

She murmured, "My husband, if one day you must leave, will you take Jia'er with you? Jia'er can do anything you like for you."

I just hope you have something you like.

"Okay, come with me."

Cheng Yaojia replied firmly, "Yes."

Sun Bu'er's voice suddenly rang out: "Where do you two think you're going!"

Now, the Quanzhen Sect is busy making preparations, waiting for the various martial arts sects to come up the mountain to participate in the ceremony in the next few days.

The acting sect leader suddenly vomited blood and collapsed, so the Seven Masters of Quanzhen had to do many things personally, but each had their own division of labor.

Sun Bu'er's duty was to keep an eye on Cheng Yaojia. She had just gone to look for someone and left for a while, giving them some time alone.

Looking back now, keeping an eye on Cheng Yaojia was the same as keeping an eye on Yang Guo.

Regardless of whether you break off your ties or not, now that you're here, you're not allowed to go anywhere. Wait until the official status with the Quanzhen Sect is settled in the next couple of days, then you can do whatever you want.

This disciple is completely unreliable. Didn't you see that she doesn't even want to get off her master now, no matter what he says?

Sun Bu'er had no choice but to go herself.

"Yang Guo, you've seen the invitation. Yao Jia is my disciple, so I can naturally make the arrangements for her marriage. Besides, the Quanzhen Sect is about to hold a grand celebration; don't you intend to attend?"

Cheng Yaojia stared blankly at Yang Guo, as if she hadn't heard what her master was saying.

Yang Guo: "Daoist, please speak frankly. I have nothing, but I am confident that I can get Jia'er's father's approval."

She has more than one elder, so you should be ranked lower in the hierarchy.

"That's right. Jia'er's matter is naturally something her father can decide. But why did she marry Lu Guanying back then? Do you think her father agreed or not? Did the Quanzhen Sect agree or not?"

Yang Guo remained silent.

Cheng Yaojia said anxiously, "Master, what are you saying? How can this be blamed on Island Master Huang? It was all Jia'er's fault for being young back then."

Sun Bu'er angrily said, "Shut up."

Then she looked at Yang Guo: "Yang Guo, ultimately, this marriage..."

Yang Guo smiled and said, "Does the Taoist priest mean that whoever has the bigger fist makes the decisions?"

Yang Guo wasn't stupid. Back when Master Huang was trying to bring them together, neither of them was strong-willed, so her father didn't object. And when her master objected, he had no choice but to back down when faced with Master Huang's opposition.

Now, whether the Quanzhen Sect will bring them together or break them up depends on Yang Guo's choice.

Cheng Yaojia was extremely anxious, as she was 100% certain that this man would not be threatened by her master.

"Master, you..."

Cheng Yaojia saw Sun Bu'er shake his head and stopped talking.

Sun Bu'er said, "No, at least I sincerely hope that you can join the Quanzhen Sect."

"Because of your relationship with Yaojia, you are already inextricably linked to the Quanzhen Sect. If that's the case, why are you so resistant to joining our sect?"

Yang Guo said in a deep voice, "I appreciate the Daoist's kindness, but I am naturally lazy and cannot stand any restraint. I am honored by your kindness."

Yang Guo refused very decisively.

"What is constraint?"

Yang Guo turned to look and saw a thin old Taoist priest walking slowly towards him.

Sun Bu'er greeted him, "Senior Brother Liu."

Liu Chuxuan returned the greeting.

Yang Guo, too lazy to argue with them, gave them his final answer: "This body is a constraint for me, this feeling is a constraint for me, this place is a constraint for me, and this sky is also a constraint for me."

Cheng Yaojia, however, hugged him tightly in fear, worried that he would ascend to immortality in one step.

Yang Guo swallowed back the words that Liu Chuxuan was about to say.

He looked at Yang Guo with a gleam in his eyes.

The intense heat made Yang Guo feel cold.

Sun Bu'er looked at Yang Guo in the same way and sighed, "This boy is about to achieve enlightenment."

Yang Guo turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, Yang Guo!"

Liu Chuxuan stepped in front of him, worried that the boy would run away.

"If that's the case, then you should join my religion."

Yang Guo was speechless: "Daoist, you should have understood the implication of my words, right?"

Sun Bu'er and his apprentice were completely bewildered. What was that unspoken message?!

How come we didn't hear it?

Liu Chuxuan replied, "Since you cultivate your mind, you are naturally a follower of my path."

Sun Bu'er suddenly realized.

Cheng Yaojia was completely bewildered.

Weren't we talking about cultivating Taoism?

Sun Bu'er looked at her bewildered disciple nestled in Yang Guo's arms and sighed that he was adorably stupid.

Yang Guo looked at the more persistent old Taoist priest and knew he couldn't persuade him.

Yang Guo had made it clear in every sentence that he was refusing.

What is constraint?

Everything!

But I do!

I am willing to be bound by body, I am willing to be bound by love, I am willing to be bound by heaven and earth.

But I refuse to be trapped by you.

"Yang Guo, do you know my Uncle Zhou Botong?"

Yang Guo nodded.

"My master once said that when it comes to cultivating the Tao, no one in the world can compare to my Uncle Zhou. That includes him himself."

Yang Guo narrowed his eyes.

"My master was a master of unparalleled martial arts, but he had many unresolved issues in his heart. He spent his whole life climbing the realm of martial arts and never truly cultivated the Tao."

Sun Bu'er was greatly alarmed. He looked around and, seeing no one else, said, "Senior brother, please be careful with your words."

As a disciple, how dare you speak ill of your teachers' merits and demerits? You must have been a fool for not practicing Taoism.

Liu Chuxuan, however, remained indifferent, knowing that once the young man left, they would likely miss each other forever.

"And Uncle Zhou, like you, is also unrestrained. But that's just his nature. If he were to manage the Taoist temple, I'm afraid he would suffocate."

"As for the second-generation disciples, Senior Brother Tan passed away early, Senior Brother Ma is quite old, Junior Brother Qiu is short-tempered and too concerned with etiquette, Junior Brother Wang is too busy with teaching duties to concentrate, and Junior Sister is strong-willed and inflexible. As for the old Taoist, he only knows how to cultivate Taoism and is ignorant of other things."

Liu Chuxuan criticized them one by one.

"The rest of his generation are all useless."

Liu Chuxuan summed it up in one sentence.