Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, calm down.

Yang Guo raised his eyebrows high after hearing what Granny Sun said.

A martial arts contest to find a husband?

The term sounds novel, but its emergence at this critical juncture clearly indicates that someone is pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Aside from the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect who have gone mad from cultivating immortality all day, outsiders would avoid ancient tombs like the plague. Who would bother to come here looking for a wife?

Unless the daughter-in-law is exceptionally beautiful and comes with a fortune.

"Grandma, who told you that?" Yang Guo pulled up a chair and sat down casually. "People actually believe such nonsense?"

Grandma Sun sighed and put down her vegetable basket. "It's all over town. They say there's a Tomb of the Living Dead behind Zhongnan Mountain, where a fairy lives. She's not only a peerless martial artist, but she also guards a priceless treasure. Whoever wins this martial arts contest to find a husband will not only win the beauty's heart, but also inherit all that treasure and secret manuals."

Yang Guo scoffed.

Treasure? Secret manual?

I didn't see any treasure, but there were a few secret manuals, but those were all worth risking your life for.

As for beauties...

He glanced sideways at the Little Dragon Girl sitting opposite him.

Sister Long is truly beautiful, but with her personality, most men who marry her probably won't survive more than three days.

Little Dragon Girl was looking down, lost in thought.

After listening for a while, she suddenly blurted out, "This plot seems familiar; I think I've read it in some storybook before."

Yang Guo was taken aback. "Which one?"

Little Dragon Girl recalled earnestly, "It's that book you brought me last time, 'The Arrogant Son-in-Law.' The female protagonist in it also held a martial arts contest to find a husband, which attracted a group of villains. In the end, the male protagonist descended from the sky, crippled them all, and also took over the female protagonist's family."

Yang Guo's lips twitched.

Sister Long, you really did read the book; you really got into the story.

"Sister Long, this isn't a novel," Yang Guo said seriously. "Someone's setting a trap for us."

Granny Sun nodded in agreement, "Guo'er is right. Our Ancient Tomb Sect has always been secretive, and there are not many people who know about this place. Although the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect are old-fashioned, they never cause trouble for themselves by inviting people to run wild on Zhongnan Mountain."

Several names flashed through Yang Guo's mind.

Finally, the image freezes on a woman dressed in a Taoist robe who kills without blinking an eye.

Li Mochou, the Red Serpent Fairy.

Aside from this devil who was expelled from his sect, Yang Guo couldn't think of anyone else who would be so wicked.

Li Mochou always had her eye on the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra" in the ancient tomb, but she was also wary of the mechanisms and jade bees inside.

If she spreads the word and lures a large number of martial arts figures to the mountain to cause trouble, she can sneak in during the chaos.

When the ancient tomb is thrown into chaos, she can reap the benefits.

"It's Li Mochou," Yang Guo said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this name, Xiaolongnu's eyes turned cold. "Senior Sister?"

"Besides her, there's no one else," Yang Guo analyzed. "She's trying to use someone else to do her dirty work. Those so-called heroes of the martial world are just cannon fodder in her hands. Once they break down the door to the ancient tomb, she'll show herself."

Granny Sun finally realized what had happened and slammed her hand on the table in anger, "That heartless wretch! We shouldn't have let her go down the mountain in the first place!"

"It's no use talking about this now." Yang Guo rubbed his chin, pondering a solution.

According to the "plot" he knew, Li Mochou's move was indeed insidious.

Moreover, there was another wave of trouble before Li Mochou appeared.

That was the Mongol prince Khodu. Although Khodu's fighting strength was average, he was extremely cunning and always came up with all sorts of underhanded tricks.

Most importantly, he had a senior brother named Darba who wasn't very bright.

This person is not someone to be trifled with.

He possessed superhuman strength; when that vajra pestle struck him, no ordinary person could withstand it.

Yang Guo began to make plans in his mind.

I now possess sixteen years' worth of refined internal energy.

The Yi Jin Duan Gu chapter of the Nine Yin Manual gave him extremely high-quality internal energy.

When the One-Finger Divine Skill is practiced to the peak of the seventh grade, it can generate penetrating force.

In addition, there was the Chongyang Sword Technique, which he had learned from Wang Chongyang's stone tablet.

Dealing with ordinary charlatans is a piece of cake.

But what are the odds of him winning against a master like Huo Du?

Huo Du's strength is probably a little stronger than that of Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping, and he himself should be a little stronger than the third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect.

But compared to Huo Du, it's still hard to judge him now.

The main reason is that I've never seen Huo Du make a move, and my own practical experience is pitifully small. Without a reference point, I can't make a comparison.

"Sister Long, how's your practice of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra going?" Yang Guo asked, turning his head.

Little Dragon Girl said calmly, "You've grasped the basics of the first level, but you're still far from being able to put it into practice."

Yang Guo nodded; this was to be expected.

If martial arts skills were so easy to learn, there would be countless masters everywhere.

"Mother, please keep a close eye on things when you go down the mountain these next few days," Yang Guo instructed. "Pay special attention to those people heading towards Zhongnan Mountain, especially those dressed in flashy clothes and accompanied by a large entourage."

Grandma Sun replied, "Don't worry, this old woman understands."

Yang Guo stood up and paced back and forth in the dining room.

He was wondering whether he should make use of that old bastard Yin Zhiping first.

Although Yin Zhiping was despicable, he was still a third-generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect and had many people under his command.

If the Quanzhen Sect members could hold off the enemy for a while, the pressure on the Ancient Tomb would be much less.

Moreover, that treacherous Zhao Zhijing will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble.

"Guo'er, what are you thinking about?" Xiaolongnu asked, noticing his uncertain expression.

Yang Guo stopped, chuckled, and resumed his usual carefree demeanor.

"I was wondering, if those people really rushed in and saw how beautiful Sister Long is, would they immediately kneel down and call her 'Fairy Sister'?"

Little Dragon Girl glared at him, "You're never serious."

"I'm serious." Yang Guo leaned closer to Xiaolongnu and lowered his voice. "Sister Long, think about it. Those people are here for the 'martial arts contest to find a husband.' What if there are a few handsome, skilled in martial arts, and rich guys among them? Wouldn't you be tempted?"

Xiaolongnu said calmly, "The book says that at times like this, a villain usually appears. I think you're just like that villain right now."

Yang Guo, feeling rebuffed, rubbed his nose and said, "I call this being prepared. What if you get kidnapped? Where would I go to cry then?"

"If you're worried about me being kidnapped, then practice your skills more." Little Dragon Girl stood up and walked towards the stone chamber. "I see you've been practicing your One-Finger Divine Skill quite diligently, so don't let me down later."

As Yang Guo gazed at her graceful back, a surge of heat rose in his heart.

This Sister Long is getting more and more eloquent these days.

Practicing martial arts is definitely necessary.

Not only do you have to practice, you have to practice ruthlessly.

He returned to his stone chamber and sat down cross-legged.

The internal energy within his body flowed slowly for sixteen years.

He stretched out his index finger and looked at the faint purplish-red color at the tip.

Peak of the seventh rank.

He was only one step away from reaching the sixth rank.

If one can break through to the sixth rank before those people go up the mountain, then the power of the One-Finger Divine Skill can penetrate the body and kill people invisibly.

At that time, no matter who they are, Khodudarba, we'll kill them all with a single finger.

Yang Guo closed his eyes and began to guide his internal energy to the acupoints at his fingertips.

His meridians throbbed with pain, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

He was thinking that although the martial arts contest to find a husband was fake, he could make it real.

If he really becomes the final winner of this "martial arts contest to find a husband", does that mean he can rightfully have sex with Sister Long?

The moment this thought popped into my head, the internal energy within my body circulated even more vigorously.

Indeed, desire is the greatest driving force behind human progress.