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

Inside the ancient tomb, it remained as cold and desolate as ever.

Yang Guo was still pondering how to continue Yin Zhiping's scheme when he suddenly stopped in his tracks as soon as he turned into the main tomb chamber.

Little Dragon Girl was sitting on a blue stone platform, her chin resting on her hand, seemingly lost in thought.

She hadn't practiced her martial arts today, and was only wearing a very thin white silk robe, perfectly tailored. From Yang Guo's side view, her figure, usually hidden beneath wide sleeves and robes, was now fully revealed.

Her back was straight, and from her graceful neck down, there was a breathtakingly beautiful curve that ended at her slender waist, where it suddenly bulged out, outlining the round and full contours of her buttocks.

The white dress hugged her tightly, and as she gently crossed one leg over the other, the hem slipped down, revealing a section of her snow-white calf, which swayed gently and casually.

The scene is serene yet exudes an indescribable languor, a languor tinged with an unconscious allure.

Yang Guo felt his throat was a little dry.

He cursed inwardly. If such a top-quality cabbage were to fall into the hands of that old Taoist priest Yin Zhiping, even if he himself had facilitated it, he would still feel somewhat resentful.

"Damn it, that old bastard got off easy," Yang Guo muttered to himself.

But then I thought, Sister Rong'er is still waiting for me in Xiangyang. She is the one I cherish most, mature, voluptuous, and caring.

In contrast, Sister Long torments me all day long and even makes me call her "Dad." Is that something a human being would do?

Compared to Sister Rong, she's far inferior.

Moreover, life in ancient tombs is austere and there's not much fun to be had. If you had to stay there for a lifetime, you would definitely suffocate.

As for Sister Long, if she really likes Yin Zhiping, it wouldn't be right for me to interfere.

Moreover, I haven't fully mastered the Nine Yin Manual yet. My primary task now is to become stronger. Once I've mastered it, the principles of the world will naturally be on my side.

While she was lost in thought, Little Dragon Girl seemed to sense someone entering.

She didn't turn around, but simply stretched out her fair and delicate hand, like a scallion, and waved in Yang Guo's direction.

The movement was so casual, it didn't seem like calling someone, but rather like calling a well-trained puppy.

Yang Guo pursed his lips, thinking to himself, "I'm not your pet dog," but his body was very honest. He scurried over and plopped down on the stone bench opposite her.

As soon as you get close, a faint, cool fragrance enters your nostrils.

This fragrance is not the vulgar scent of cosmetics, but a unique aroma that blends the cool aura of an ancient tomb with the natural fragrance of a young girl. It is refreshing and elegant, and its scent can invigorate the spirit.

Yang Guo sat up straight: "Sister Long, shall we continue our story about the monkey today? Last time we talked about how the monkey found Lin Daiyu, but Lin Daiyu didn't remember him..."

"Don't listen to the monkey."

Little Dragon Girl interrupted him.

Yang Guo was taken aback: "Then what should I listen to? Pigsy?"

Xiaolongnu shook her head, lowered her hand that was supporting her chin, and stared intently at Yang Guo with her clear eyes.

"You always tell me that the people down the mountain live a life of luxury and excitement. Is it really that interesting?"

Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat.

This doesn't sound right.

He chuckled to himself, "It seems this fairy sister has truly fallen for mortals. First, she was unsettled by Yin Zhiping's self-inflicted injury, and now she's even refusing to listen to stories and starting to inquire about this glamorous world."

This is a good thing!

"Absolutely!" Yang Guo immediately perked up. "Down the mountain, it's a wonderful world. During the day, there are temple fairs and acrobatics, like breaking rocks on your chest and monkeys jumping through fire hoops; at night, there are brothels and theaters where you can listen to music and watch operas. Even the food there is steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, roast duck... Unlike here, we eat either honeydew jelly or boiled vegetables every day. Our mouths are so bland."

Xiaolongnu's eyes flickered as she heard these unfamiliar words.

"If that's the case, then that person lives for these things?" she suddenly asked.

Yang Guo was speechless at this sudden philosophical question.

"This..." Yang Guo scratched his head. "Sister Long, this is a rather profound question. So, what do you think is the purpose of life?"

Without a second thought, Xiaolongnu answered matter-of-factly, "I was born and raised in the Ancient Tomb. My master taught me martial arts, and my grandmother took care of me. My master said that we, the people of the Ancient Tomb Sect, are born and raised in the Ancient Tomb. If we die, we will simply lie in the stone coffin that has already been prepared, and that will be the end of our lives."

As she spoke, she pointed to the depths of the inner room.

There were several stone coffins neatly arranged there, which had been prepared long ago by Grandmaster Lin Chaoying.

Xiaolongnu spoke calmly, as if she were stating something perfectly natural.

"Is this what living is?"

Yang Guo rolled his eyes at the sound of it.

What kind of living is this? This is called waiting to die!

If everyone thought like that, what would be the point of living?

"Sister Long, your idea... is a bit dangerous."

Yang Guo leaned forward, looking at Xiaolongnu with a serious expression.

"This is passive escapism! This is called wasting time and waiting to die! This is wrong!"

Little Dragon Girl frowned slightly: "What's wrong? Grandmother is like this, and so is Master."

"They are them, and you are you!"

Yang Guo was somewhat disappointed in his son.

"Think about it, if everyone thought like you, could the world possibly move forward? In ancient times, our ancestors wore animal skins, lived in caves, and fought with wild beasts for food. If they had thought, 'That's enough,' we'd still be squatting in trees eating raw meat!"

Little Dragon Girl blinked, seemingly imagining Yang Guo squatting on a tree gnawing on raw meat.

"Isn't that good?"

"Of course not!"

Yang Guo slammed his hand on the stone table. "It's because some people didn't want to eat raw meat and wanted cooked food that they started making fire by rubbing sticks together! It's because some people didn't want to get wet in the rain and freeze that they built houses! It's because some people didn't want to run around naked that we have the clothes we wear!"

He pointed to the exquisitely crafted white dress that Xiaolongnu was wearing.

"This garment of yours was made by someone raising silkworms, someone reeling silk, someone weaving cloth, someone tailoring it, and finally wearing it on you. Every step of the way was driven by human 'desire'!"

"Desire?" Little Dragon Girl chewed on these two words.

"Yes! It's desire!"

Yang Guo paced back and forth in the stone chamber, quite excited.

"Wanting to eat well, dress well, live in a big house, marry a beautiful wife... these are all desires! It is precisely because of these desires that people think about things, strive, and work hard! That's how life gets better and better!"

After speaking, Yang Guo felt like a philosopher, radiating wisdom from head to toe.

He stopped and looked at Xiaolongnu expectantly.

I hope to see that kind of "enlightened" worship in her eyes.

however.

Xiaolongnu simply looked at him quietly, her expression unchanged.

Half an hour passed.

She then spoke softly, "Will humans be able to eat cooked meat, build houses, and wear clothes...?"

"What does it matter to me whether I can even improve?"

Yang Guo's smile froze.

"I just want to lie in an ancient tomb."