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

Upon hearing Lu Qingdu's words, Zhao Zhijing's expression changed.

He had been captivated by her beauty, but now that he had come to his senses, he felt his face burning with embarrassment. He, the dignified head disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, had actually been forced back by a woman in a single move! If word got out, how could he ever face the martial world again?

What's more, this woman is so intimate with that little beast Yang Guo.

Jealousy twisted Zhao Zhijing's face.

"Miss Long, I am only showing you courtesy because I respect you as the owner of the ancient tomb."

Zhao Zhijing straightened his back, adopting an upright and dignified demeanor, "But Yang Guo is a disciple of my Quanzhen Sect, and even more so a scoundrel who betrays his master and ancestors. Today, I am cleaning up my sect, and I ask that you, young lady, not interfere."

"Exactly! That kid was just messing with us!"

"Fairy, this boy is no good, don't be fooled by him!"

"What's the point of talking to this little Taoist priest? Why don't you come back to the mountain stronghold with me and be my wife? Wouldn't that be more enjoyable?"

The surrounding江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world) men also joined in the commotion.

For a time, foul language and profanity rose and fell.

Xiaolongnu was already fair-skinned, but her face was even paler now.

She grew up in the Ancient Tomb and had hardly ever seen anyone outside of Granny Sun and her master. Even Yang Guo took a long time to get used to her.

Facing so many men all at once made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Actually, this isn't Xiaolongnu's fault for being socially anxious.

She was originally a gentle and indifferent person, but ever since Yang Guo came to the Ancient Tomb, he has changed her too much. The skill of abandoning the seven emotions and six desires that she had cultivated before has long been worn away by Yang Guo.

"Sister Dragon?"

Yang Guo noticed her unusual behavior.

He felt that Xiaolongnu's body was trembling slightly, as if she was very nervous.

"Is she experiencing social anxiety?"

Yang Guo understood.

"Sister Long, ignore these flies." Yang Guo held Xiaolongnu's cold hand and whispered in her ear, "Let's go home."

Upon hearing the words "go home," Xiaolongnu's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

She nodded, not wanting to look at these people any longer.

"Walk."

Little Dragon Girl gave a soft shout.

She wrapped her left arm around Yang Guo's waist and waved her long sleeve with her right hand.

"call--"

The ribbon instantly grew several feet long and swept across the crowd in front of it.

This move wasn't particularly lethal, but it was incredibly imposing.

The golden ball at the end emitted a sharp shriek, scaring the martial arts heroes into running away with their heads in their hands, fearing that their brains would be smashed open.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd.

With a light touch of her toes, Xiaolongnu rose into the air like a crane, carrying Yang Guo with her.

Her lightness skill was extremely high; her figure was graceful and she swept over everyone's heads in the blink of an eye.

Yang Guo looked down and saw that the crowd below was craning their necks, looking infatuated.

"Heroes, stop looking! The Tomb Fairy is already taken! Go find somewhere cool and rest, and stop dreaming of being a toad trying to eat swan meat!"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

"That kid is too arrogant!"

"Is that a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen School? When did the Quanzhen School produce such a philanderer?"

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, but no one dared to pursue them.

As the two figures disappeared, a voluptuous and fiery mature woman slowly emerged from the depths of the woods.

The woman was dressed in a Taoist robe, her brows exuding a seductive charm, yet concealing a deep-seated murderous aura.

She gazed in the direction of the ancient tomb, a smile playing on her lips.

"Tsk tsk, my dear junior sister, it's been so many years since we last met."

"I never imagined that someone as detached and abstinent as you would be tempted by worldly desires and end up with such a smooth-talking little man. Interesting, truly interesting..."

She didn't rush forward, but took a deep look at the tightly closed tomb door before turning and disappearing into the woods.

……

As soon as they entered the stone chamber of the ancient tomb, Xiaolongnu released her grip on Yang Guo's arm.

"Ouch!"

Yang Guo's body went limp, and he was about to collapse to the ground, repeatedly crying out, "I can't take it anymore, my legs are too weak, I can't stand up."

Xiaolongnu glanced at him coldly, then casually pulled a white porcelain bottle from her bosom and threw it at him.

"Golden wound ointment. Apply it yourself."

Yang Guo hurriedly caught the porcelain bottle, his face contorted in pain. "Sister Long, you're too cruel! Look at my hands, they're shaking like I have Parkinson's. I can't even open the cap, how am I supposed to apply the medicine?"

As he spoke, he actually stretched out his hand and trembled it incessantly, acting incredibly realistically.

Little Dragon Girl watched his performance quietly.

Anyone else would have felt uneasy under her cold gaze, but Yang Guo's skin was as thick as a city wall, and he continued to grumble and whine.

"Are you really out of energy?" Little Dragon Girl asked.

"I'm really weak!" Yang Guo said confidently. "If you don't believe me, feel it."

Although Xiaolongnu didn't understand what Parkinson's disease was, she could tell that Yang Guo was indeed exhausted. In that battle just now, he fought against a group of heroes all by himself, and finally held his own against Zhao Zhijing; it was truly not easy.

She hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed and said, "Give it to me."

Yang Guo was secretly delighted, but on his face he looked flattered and hurriedly handed over the medicine bottle, not forgetting to take advantage of the situation: "Sister Long, please close the door first."

Little Dragon Girl looked at him warily: "Why?"

Yang Guo sighed, "Look at all this blood I'm covered in. If Granny Sun saw me, she'd be worried. She's old and can't take a fright."

Upon hearing this, Xiaolongnu thought it made perfect sense. Granny Sun truly loved Yang Guo the most, and if she saw him in such a miserable state, she would surely be saddened for a long time.

"You've put your heart into it."

Little Dragon Girl turned around and closed the stone door.

Yang Guo was secretly delighted.

Just now, in that life-or-death moment, my biggest regret was not being able to make it a done deal. Now, this is a godsend opportunity.

He quickly unfastened his Taoist robe, revealing his muscular upper body.

Don't let his usual carefree and playful demeanor fool you; his physique is the result of hard work and dedication.

Back on Peach Blossom Island, he was guarded against by Huang Rong and didn't learn any superior martial arts. So he could only train his body day and night, doing push-ups, sit-ups, and moving huge rocks, which helped him develop a well-proportioned and toned physique.

Furthermore, his practice of the Yi Jin Jing and Duan Gu chapter of the Nine Yin Manual during this period has transformed him completely. Although his skin is not as fair as a woman's, it has a healthy, jade-like luster.

Several sword marks on his back were shocking; they were from Zhao Zhijing's earlier slashes. Although they weren't deep, the flesh was torn and looked rather gruesome.

Little Dragon Girl walked to the bedside, uncorked the porcelain bottle, and poured some white powder onto her fingertips.

"Lie down properly."

Yang Guo obediently lay on the stone bed, exposing his back to Xiaolongnu.

Cool fingertips touched burning hot skin.

Yang Guo trembled.

The medicinal powder carried a cooling sensation as it seeped into the wound, causing a stinging pain mixed with an indescribable tingling numbness.

Xiaolongnu's fingers were long and soft, clearly indicating that she had never served anyone before. Her movements in applying the medicine powder were somewhat clumsy, but fortunately, they were extremely gentle.

"hiss……"

Yang Guo couldn't help but gasp, followed by an extremely seductive moan.

"Mmm... Ah..."

Little Dragon Girl's hand trembled, and she almost dropped the medicine bottle.

Two red clouds rose to her cheeks, and she glared at Yang Guo, embarrassed and annoyed: "What are you yelling about?"