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

Yang Guo was secretly delighted.

The sword technique left behind by Wang Chongyang is far more powerful than the Quanzhen Swordplay.

The Quanzhen Swordplay is a universal version that everyone can practice; it's disciplined and methodical.

The sword intent on this stone tablet was left by Wang Chongyang in his later years after he had experienced the Mount Hua Sword Tournament and become invincible.

That is returning to simplicity, the greatest truths are the simplest.

"One is a textbook, the other is a top scholar's notes; even a fool knows which one to study."

Yang Guo, no longer bothered by his fatigue, happily ran back to the stone tablet, ready to touch the second character.

"real."

This character has more strokes and a more complex structure.

Yang Guo followed suit, inserting his finger into the groove.

This time, the feeling of resistance was even stronger.

As soon as my finger went in, it felt like it was enveloped by countless tiny sword energies, pricking my fingertip painfully.

"Hey, so you're putting up a fight?"

Yang Guo activated the internal energy of the One-Finger Divine Skill to protect his fingertip and forcefully pushed it into the groove.

"Sizzle..."

My fingers rubbed against the stone, almost sparking.

Yang Guo gritted his teeth, his forehead covered in sweat.

This second character is more than twice as difficult as the first.

The sword intent within is even more unrestrained and domineering.

If the word "complete" is the starting stance, combining offense and defense, then the word "true" is all-encompassing, like Mount Tai pressing down, leaving one breathless.

"The old Taoist priest must have been in a bad mood when he wrote this character."

While being tortured, Yang Guo was mentally making up stories.

"He was probably thinking of that old woman Lin Chaoying, and he was holding back his anger, so his words are full of rage."

Although he was sharp-tongued, his skills never stopped.

Once, twice, three times...

Yang Guo was like a greedy sponge, frantically absorbing the martial arts principles contained in the stone tablet.

He knew that such an opportunity was rare and hard to come by.

If it were the Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect, they would at most kneel on the ground and kowtow, marveling at the unparalleled divine skills of their ancestor. How could they dare to touch it directly like he did?

This is Yang Guo's advantage.

Shameless and shameless, invincible under heaven.

I don't know how much time passed, but the sun was already setting in the west.

Yang Guo's stomach growled twice, pulling him out of that mystical state.

I'm hungry.

Yang Guo rubbed his shrunken belly and glanced at his shadow on the ground.

"Oh no, we've missed lunch."

If you get back late, Grandma Sun is easy to talk to; she'll just nag you a bit.

But that Dragon Sister...

Thinking of the beating he received that morning, and the words "Don't give him any food," Yang Guo felt a little uneasy.

"No, we have to go back right away. Otherwise, we really won't have anything to eat."

Yang Guo patted the dirt off his backside and looked at the stone tablet with lingering reluctance.

"Old Taoist priest, let's continue tomorrow."

"Once I've figured out your birth chart, I'll go and trick that old bastard Yin Zhiping out of his pills, and then..."

Yang Guo chuckled, a sly glint in his eyes.

He turned around, used the Golden Goose Technique, and flew towards the entrance of the ancient tomb.

……

Back in the ancient tomb, it was quiet.

The dining table was empty, without even a bowl or chopsticks.

"You really didn't leave me any food?"

Yang Guo was dumbfounded.

How can this Little Dragon Girl be so petty? She just touched her waist, why is she holding such a grudge?

He slipped into the kitchen and lifted the pot lid.

It's so clean you can see your reflection in it.

"Grandma Sun? Grandma?"

Yang Guo called out twice, but no one answered.

Although the ancient tomb is large, there are only a few places you can go.

Yang Guo thought for a moment and then walked toward the stone chamber where Xiaolongnu practiced her martial arts.

Before I even reached the door, I heard a faint whooshing sound coming from inside.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

That was the sound of a ribbon tearing through the air.

Yang Guo tiptoed closer and peered through the crack in the door.

The Little Dragon Girl, dressed in white, was seen dancing gracefully in the stone chamber, waving two white ribbons in her hands.

A golden bell was tied to the end of the ribbon, and it made a clear and melodious sound as she danced.

Her figure was graceful and her movements were light and agile, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, without a trace of worldly dust.

But Yang Guo was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery at that moment.

His gaze was fixed on the ends of the two ribbons.

There, each was tied with a small golden ball.

With a flick of her wrist, Xiaolongnu sent the golden ball flying like a meteor, striking a flock of sparrows in mid-air.

That was the Ancient Tomb Sect's unique hidden weapon technique, and also the method used to practice the Heavenly Net Formation.

This is nothing unusual.

Strangely, Yang Guo noticed that Xiaolongnu's moves seemed a bit chaotic today.

In the past, she was extremely steady and accurate in every shot.

But today, the golden ball flew past the sparrows several times, and even almost got tangled with them once.

"The mind is not at peace."

Yang Guo's lips curled into a wicked smile.

"It seems that Sister Long isn't as calm as she appears on the surface."

His eyes lit up, and an idea came to him.

Since you're not calm either, I'll make it even more chaotic for you.

Yang Guo picked up a pebble from the ground and held it between his fingers.

Instead of using the One Finger Divine Skill, he used the sword intent from the word "Complete" that he had just comprehended.

Although it's just the surface, its sharp edge is undeniable.

"Go!"

Yang Guo flicked his finger.

The pebble shot in silently.

Its target was the white ribbon that was fluttering in the wind.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound.

The pebble struck the golden bell at the end of the ribbon with perfect accuracy.

The ribbon was deflected by the blow and actually wrapped around Xiaolongnu's waist.

Little Dragon Girl was greatly surprised.

She was lost in thought, her mind filled with Yang Guo's restless hand that morning and that strange heat.

This turn of events came suddenly, and she instinctively wanted to back down.

But the ribbon seemed to come alive, and it wrapped around her arm, instantly binding her upper body tightly.

"ah!"

Little Dragon Girl cried out in surprise, stumbled, lost her balance, and fell backward.

"Sister, be careful!"

Yang Guo shouted and, like a thief who had been lying in wait, pushed open the stone door and rushed in.

He flashed and, at the critical moment, slid behind Little Dragon Girl.

He stretched out his hands and steadily supported her waist.

soft.

This was Yang Guo's first impression.

Fragrant.

This is my second impression.

Little Dragon Girl collapsed into his arms, her figure, bound tightly by the silk ribbon, appearing even more exquisite and breathtaking.

Especially around the waist.

Yang Guo's hand landed precisely on the spot where the belt was.

"Sister Long, are you alright?"

Yang Guo looked extremely anxious, displaying acting skills worthy of an Oscar. "How could you be so careless while practicing? You scared me to death!"

Little Dragon Girl, still shaken, lay in Yang Guo's arms, looking at his face so close to hers.

Their breaths mingled together.

She could feel the strong masculine aura emanating from Yang Guo, as well as the warmth emanating from his hands.

This made her feel weak all over, unable to muster any strength.

"you……"

Little Dragon Girl opened her mouth, wanting to scold someone, but found that her voice was so soft it sounded like she was being coquettish.

"Let me go."

Yang Guo retorted confidently, "You're bound by these silk ribbons right now. If I let go, you'll fall to the ground. This floor is so hard, what if you break something?"

As he spoke, he tightened his arms slightly, bringing the two of them even closer together.

"Your ribbon is tied too tightly, I need to untie it for you."

Yang Guo put one arm around her and pretended to untie the silk ribbon with the other.

But as he was solving the puzzle, his fingers started wandering off on their own.

"Huh? Why is this button so hard to undo?"

"Did it get tangled in the clothes underneath?"

"Sister Dragon, don't move, let me touch it..."

"Yang Guo!!!"

From the depths of the ancient tomb, that familiar roar echoed once more.

This time, however, the roar seemed to carry a hint of shame and anger, a touch of helplessness, and a complex mix of emotions.

……

Half an hour later.

Yang Guo, sporting two panda eyes, squatted in the corner of the dining room, munching on a dry steamed bun.

This was secretly given to him by Grandma Sun.

Although there were no side dishes, the steamed bun tasted really sweet.

"It was worth it."

Yang Guo touched his still throbbing eye sockets and chuckled foolishly.

Although I got another beating, that hug just now, that feel...

I wouldn't trade it for a god.

Moreover, he discovered a secret.

The Little Dragon Girl looks slender and slim when she wears clothes, but she doesn't have a lot of curves.

But you only realize how much she has when you actually get involved.

Just like that cluttered storage room filled with gold and silver straw bags.

It doesn't seem impressive at first glance, but you can only see its true depth once you open the door.