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

Yang Guo squinted, staring intently at the rotten stone tablet, trying to decipher the few remaining characters.

After staring at it for a while, my eyes started to ache, followed by a sharp pain that shot straight to my head.

"hiss--"

Yang Guo gasped, tears streaming down his face as if he were being smoked.

Strange.

That's fucking weird.

The words on this broken stone look like they're covered in needles; they prick you as soon as you look at them.

He refused to believe it, rubbed his eyes, gathered his inner strength, focused it in his eyes, and stared wide-eyed again.

Upon closer inspection, it became even more astonishing.

The handwriting seemed to come alive, each stroke transforming into a sharp sword, piercing his eyes. This time, the pain was even more intense than before.

Yang Guo quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look any longer.

"It seems that forcing myself to look at it won't work."

Yang Guo pondered to himself, "This stone tablet is indeed quite something."

Since we can't see it with our eyes, we'll touch it with our hands.

He stretched out his finger and began to trace the blurry indentations on the stone tablet, stroke by stroke.

The moment I started using it, the feeling changed immediately.

The fingertips glide smoothly across the stone groove, just like a fish swimming into water.

Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat.

This sensation... it's somewhat similar to the "Snake-like Leaping Fox" technique in the Nine Yin Manual, but it seems more profound and unrestrained.

He closed his eyes and traced the broken stone tablet with his fingers, over and over again.

At first, he was just mechanically tracing the characters, but gradually, the internal energy within him began to flow involuntarily with the movement of his fingers.

The internal energy in the dantian travels along the meridians to the fingertips, and then feeds back to the mind from the fingertips.

This feeling is wonderful.

It was as if an unseen master was holding his hand, demonstrating a peerless martial art in the void.

Yang Guo became more and more addicted to practicing.

His lustful and lazy thoughts were completely captivated by this amazing martial arts.

That's how smart people are; they get more excited about unsolvable puzzles than seeing a naked beauty—unless, of course, it's a different story if it's Huang Rong or Aunt Guo who's naked.

Time passes little by little.

The light in the forest dimmed.

Yang Guo was completely immersed in that mysterious artistic conception. His fingers flew across the stone tablet, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and even a faint white vapor rose from the top of his head.

It was clear that his internal energy had been pushed to its limit.

"Yang Guo!"

Just then, a clear, cold shout pulled Yang Guo out of that mysterious state.

Yang Guo's body trembled, his fingers suddenly stopped, and that feeling of enlightenment vanished instantly.

Damn!

So close!

Just a moment ago, he clearly felt as if he had touched the threshold of the martial arts on the stone tablet, like he was about to unbutton a beautiful woman's belt, but then someone shouted it all away.

He opened his eyes in annoyance, about to complain, when he turned around and saw Little Dragon Girl in white standing under a tree not far away.

The moonlight had just climbed to the treetops and filtered through the leaves, falling on her.

That face remained cold and expressionless, but there was a chill in its eyes.

Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat.

broken.

I accidentally kissed the fairy goddess during the day, is she still angry?

Now that they've come knocking, are they here to settle scores?

Yang Guo subconsciously shrank his neck, covered his buttocks with his hand, and was ready to run away at any moment.

"Sister Dragon... no, Sister Fairy."

Yang Guo smiled ingratiatingly and shrank back behind the stone tablet. "Why are you out so late? There are a lot of mosquitoes in these mountains. Don't let them bite your fair skin."

Xiaolongnu frowned slightly, staring coldly at him: "You still know it's late?"

"This..." Yang Guo's eyes darted around.

"It's completely dark, you brat, don't you know you should go home and eat?"

Little Dragon Girl spoke rudely, taking two steps forward. "You expect me to come out and find you? Do you think Granny Sun's cooking isn't to your liking and want to stay here and starve while you cultivate immortality?"

Ok?

Yang Guo was stunned for a moment.

Not here to beat someone up?

Is this a call for dinner?

He carefully examined Xiaolongnu's face. Although she had a stern expression, there was not much murderous intent in her beautiful eyes. Instead, there was a hint of undisguised anxiety.

It turns out she was worried about going hungry.

Yang Guo felt as if he had been given a pot of hot wine, which warmed him up.

During his many years on Peach Blossom Island, aside from Aunt Guo occasionally showing some concern, he was mostly treated with contempt. Miss Guo Fu treated him like a dog, and Da Wu and Xiao Wu wished he were dead.

Even though he had made his relationship clear to Aunt Guo, they didn't even have two days of loving intimacy before he joined the Quanzhen Sect.

Although Xiaolongnu is usually cold and aloof and loves to tease people, she truly cares about herself.

"Hehe, Sister Long, I just forgot because I was practicing my skills."

Yang Guo scratched his head, crawled out from behind the stone tablet, and approached her with a fawning expression. "I knew Sister Long loved me the most, she definitely wouldn't want me to go hungry."

Stop being so cheeky.

Little Dragon Girl glared at him, turned around and left, saying, "Grandma Sun made the food, it's getting cold. Hurry back."

Although she spoke fiercely, she walked very slowly, clearly waiting for Yang Guo to catch up.

Yang Guo quickly memorized the patterns on the stone tablet he had spent half a day copying, grabbed the wooden box in his hand, and followed along eagerly.

"Sister Dragon, wait for me!"

Yang Guo caught up with her and walked side by side with Xiaolongnu.

It must be said that although Xiaolongnu has a cold personality, her figure is truly undeniable.

As she walked, her white dress swayed, and her slender waist made one want to hold her in their arms and caress her.

Yang Guo couldn't help but glance at her a few more times, secretly comparing her to Huang Rong in his mind.

Aunt Guo's peaches were perfectly ripe, still retaining their charm, making one want to take a bite and let the juice flow.

This Dragon Sister is like a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains, pure and noble, making one want to pluck her and warm her in one's arms.

Each has its own merits.

Yang Guo sighed inwardly, his soul burning with the wrath of Cao Cao.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Little Dragon Girl caught a glimpse of the dirty wooden box in his hand out of the corner of her eye and casually asked a question.

Yang Guo proudly held up the box like a treasure: "What a find! Sister Long, this is a treasure I just dug up; inside is a peerless martial arts manual!"

Yang Guo didn't intend to hide his feelings for Xiaolongnü.

After all, he's been good to people, so he naturally wants to share good things with them.

"A martial arts manual?"

Little Dragon Girl stopped and glanced at the box indifferently, her eyes full of disdain.

"What martial arts in this world can compare to the skills of our Ancient Tomb Sect?"

"This is different; this is the Southern Emperor's ultimate technique, 'One-Finger Divine Skill'."

Yang Guo, as if offering a treasure, wanted to persuade Xiaolongnu to stop practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, otherwise she would eventually become intimately close to him.

To everyone's surprise, Xiaolongnu shook her head. "I haven't even mastered the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra yet. What's the point of looking at this nonsense? Don't you understand the principle of 'don't bite off more than you can chew'?"

Yang Guo stood there, stunned, looking at Xiaolongnu's graceful back, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Sister Dragon, you're truly living in a treasure trove but don't recognize its value.

But on second thought, what Xiaolongnu said wasn't wrong.

Her current predicament is not that she cannot master martial arts, but that she cannot fully master the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra.

Yang Guo knew very well that Xiaolongnu only knew the moves from the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra.

This "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra" cannot be mastered by simply practicing the moves; it must be combined with internal energy cultivation techniques.

The cultivation method was engraved on the coffin lid in the ancient tomb, and two people had to take off their clothes and practice it together to dissipate the heat in their bodies, otherwise they would suffer from qi deviation.

Thinking of this, Yang Guo's mind started to wander again.

Should I tell her how to practice the complete version of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra?