The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

Upon hearing her words, the young man's heart fluttered, and he couldn't resist wanting to lift her veil and kiss her.

The woman was startled, but she couldn't help herself and didn't want to refuse him, so she let him do as he pleased.

Then some people refused!

What the hell? Pulling and tugging at each other like that in front of so many Taoist priests!

Wang Chuyi shouted, "Who are you? How dare you...?"

The woman froze, then woke up and realized that the crowd was watching them, so she turned her head away.

Yang Guo's fingers paused, having missed their target.

Another stern voice rang out: "Master, he, he is Yang Guo!"

"What?"

"Is he Yang Guo?"

"Does he possess the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Yi Jin Jing?"

"He burned down Shaolin Temple, and now he's going to burn down the Quanzhen Sect?"

"What? He's coveting the Nine Yin Manual and the Innate Skill I taught him and he's trying to steal them!"

"Oh no, the Innate Skill is gone! Is it on him?"

The disciples chimed in with their own opinions.

Yang Guo looked around with a half-smile.

But the woman in the young man's arms was furious and wanted to slap the people who were slandering Yang Guo to death.

The three disciples of Quanzhen looked at the young man, who seemed like a banished immortal, with solemn expressions.

Hao Datong said in a deep voice, "Young man, what you just used was the Golden Goose Skill that I taught you, wasn't it?"

Zhao Zhijing and the others were horrified upon hearing this.

Was that boy using his own movement technique?

This Golden Goose Skill is so powerful!

A burning passion ignited in their eyes.

He then glared angrily and immediately accused Yang Guo: "You little thief, where did you learn the Golden Goose Skill from?"

"You actually stole his martial arts technique."

"It seems the rumors in the martial arts world were true; you must have even secretly learned Shaolin martial arts!"

It was just different from Zhao Zhijing's jumping and cursing.

The three disciples of Quanzhen looked solemn. This young man's internal strength was so profound that he could use the Golden Goose Skill to this extent. He probably did not learn it overnight.

Hao Datong's mind raced for a moment before he said, "Senior brother, could this young man be learning something left behind by that traitor?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chuyi's eyes lit up.

That day, Huang Yaoshi came to his door, claiming that someone from the Quanzhen Sect had bullied his young disciple.

They beat up the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.

There was nothing they could do; one of the Seven Masters had been killed by Ouyang Feng back then, so naturally they were also at a disadvantage against Huang Yaoshi that day.

After Huang Yaoshi left, the Quanzhen Sect found the body of the traitor Zhang Zhihe, who had been shot to death with two fingers.

This traitor was a disciple of Ma Yu, the Danyang Master, in his early years. He was not good at fighting, but his lightness skill was unparalleled. Even the Seven Masters of Quanzhen dared not say they could beat him. Unfortunately, he was obsessed with love and went astray, committing many acts of adultery.

He was later suppressed by the Quanzhen Sect, but unexpectedly, he escaped a few days ago and committed crimes again.

Everyone thought he had fallen into Huang Yaoshi's hands and was killed by Huang Yaoshi with a flick of his finger.

But looking at the traitor's wounds afterward, it's clear that Huang Yaoshi wouldn't need two fingers to kill him.

Moreover, this internal energy is clearly not from the Peach Blossom Island style.

Now, this young man is making his appearance using the Golden Goose Skill, and there is clearly the shadow of that traitor in him.

At this moment, Qiu Chuji realized what was happening and stared intently at Yang Guo, asking, "You are Yang Guo?"

He had never taken the rumors about Yang Guo seriously, and that was exactly what happened just now.

But the young man's demeanor reminded him of someone.

"That's right, why shouldn't I admit it? I am Yang Guo, and who are you?"

Yang Guo, holding the woman in his arms, paid little attention to anyone else; he was about to carry her away.

After all, who would want to play with these stinky Taoist priests after such a long separation?

The woman still cared about her image and didn't dare let him move around too much, glaring at him with her seductive eyes dozens of times.

This finally made Yang Guo stop his sneaky actions.

Yang Guo heard an old Taoist priest calling out, as if he knew him.

The woman whispered in his ear, "Guo'er, he is Qiu Chuji, you mustn't... you mustn't be so rude."

The woman knew that although the young man seemed gentle and unassuming, he was actually very arrogant at heart and disregarded rules and regulations, so she was worried that he might cause trouble.

After all, Yang Guo's father and Qiu Chuji had a history.

Unpleasant memories inevitably surfaced in her mind, and she dared not look up at Yang Guo.

Qiu Chuji asked sternly, "Is your father Yang Kang, and your mother Mu Nianci?"

Yang Guo said, "What's it to you?"

Qiu Chuji was furious: "You scoundrel! Your father was my disciple, so by seniority you're my grand-disciple. How did you learn this Golden Goose Kung Fu? Tell me the truth!"

When Yang Guo heard Qiu Chuji's name from Huang Rong, he immediately lost his temper with the old Taoist priest.

After all, this old Taoist priest ignored Yang Guo in the early part of the Divine Origin storyline. Later, when Yang Guo betrayed the Quanzhen Sect, he was only furious that Yang Guo was a traitor and that the Quanzhen Sect had lost face. He did not punish Zhao Zhijing and others for Yang Guo.

Yang Guo naturally didn't give him a friendly look either.

Sure enough, before they'd even exchanged two sentences, they started putting on airs like elders.

However, he was hindered by the woman in his arms whose yin-yang hand was pinching his soft spot.

Yang Guo could only reply, "I don't have any master or grandmaster. If I did, they would be buried long ago."

That makes sense, after all, he took two portraits as his masters and grandmasters for the sake of Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou.

"My mother never mentioned my father's deeds, nor did she mention his relationships. Since that's the case, I naturally don't acknowledge them, which naturally includes you and that Guo Jing."

As Yang Guo spoke, he teased the woman in his arms.

Huang Rong now only wanted to punish this man severely: If you don't acknowledge anything, then why are you still clinging to Guo Jing's ex-wife?

Yang Guo looked at her with amusement in his eyes, and she instantly went limp, as if she had no bones, and collapsed into his arms, motionless.

Qiu Chuji was furious. This scoundrel seems to have inherited his father's temperament; he's already so immoral at such a young age.

In this situation, he's still flirting with the woman, especially since she looks significantly older than him, and he's responding to her with this attitude.

That's absolutely heretical.

"You worthless brat! Your father committed a grave mistake back then, why don't you think your mother mention it! What, do you want to commit a grave mistake too? Confess the truth now!"

Wang Chuyi, standing to the side, chimed in: "Senior brother, since this young man won't say for sure, then naturally he doesn't want to acknowledge this relationship. That's fine, it saves you the trouble of worrying and expending effort."

Wang Chuyi gave him a wink, and Zhao Zhijing quickly said:

"Yang Guo, you have secretly learned the secret techniques of my sect, which are not passed down to you. There are three paths you can take."

"First, once you join my Quanzhen sect, you are forbidden from using martial arts during this period. You will serve as laborers for ten years to observe your future performance."

"Second, the Quanzhen Sect will abolish the martial arts you stole and imprison you for ten years. We will observe your behavior before releasing you."

"Third, forcibly abolish martial arts, leaving life and death to fate; then, as a warning to others, announce this to the world."

Qiu Chuji's face showed anger, and he continued, "Yang Guo, come here quickly and tell the truth."

Huang Rong stood beside him and said softly, "Guo'er, although Master Qiu is somewhat old-fashioned about the sect's rules, but..."

"Alright, Rong'er, I know what I'm doing. Don't you know you're also being used as part of my misconduct?"

"Huh?" the woman exclaimed.

Yang Guo was captivated by her charmingly feminine demeanor and secretly cursed her as a vixen.

The Quanzhen sect members had dark, grimy faces.

Qiu Chuji could no longer tolerate it. He took action directly, intending to capture Yang Guo first and expel the woman.

It was fine for him to teach others in his early years, but how can we easily let Yang Guo go now? Since he has gone astray, if he cannot be corrected, we can only revive him.

Yang Guo felt the palm strike coming and focused on grappling.

Unfortunately, Yang Guo spent these days either practicing the Golden Goose Skill or the martial arts of the Ancient Tomb.

Every move and technique of the Quanzhen Sect that appeared before my eyes was full of flaws.

Yang Guo kicked it away.

He did not choose the Ancient Tomb Techniques to cleverly break through the Quanzhen Sect.

Instead, they chose to break through with force.

Now that he has reached the fourth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, he has also gained the assistance of profound internal energy.

Despite his refined and easygoing demeanor, he doesn't dare to unleash his full strength.

He was afraid of kicking the old Taoist priest, who was clearly showing mercy, to death.

Yang Guo used the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, and his previous rosy skin and the feeling of his meridians tearing were gone.

But the voices of the dragon and elephant were even louder.

One foot against one palm.

Qiu Chuji felt as if his palm had struck a stubborn rock, and he was sent flying backward.

Yang Guo, however, held the beauty in his arms, remaining completely still, with only his robes rippling in the still air.

Huang Rong looked at the young man with her beautiful eyes sparkling, barely able to contain the love in them.

This young man has not only become more handsome, but his temperament has also become more natural and gentle.

I never imagined that martial arts had already reached such a high level.

The meaning behind it even had a hint of the Nine Yin Manual!

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this young man really came here to steal the Nine Yin Manual?

After all, she was very familiar with both Jiuyin and this young man.

She didn't teach the young man the Nine Yin Manual.

Although she regretted not teaching him properly, causing Yang Guo to run around and suffer from lovesickness, she was still filled with regret.

But now we see that the young man has achieved great success in internal energy, and has perfectly integrated the Nine Yin Manual with another kind of internal energy.

My heart is filled with unimaginable sweetness.

However, she was still worried about him and asked, "Guo'er, are you alright?"

Yang Guo glared at her and raised an eyebrow, a sinister aura emanating from him.

Huang Rong was deeply involved.

Yang Guo said fiercely, "Don't you know how powerful your man is? How many times have you been defeated and begged for mercy?"

Huang Rong bit her lip lightly, and said hazily, "Really? I forgot, what should I do?"

Yang Guo was so enraged that he could barely contain his lust.

This woman really has him wrapped around her little finger.

Huang Rong, with spring in her eyes and a smile on her lips, was even more reluctant to leave his embrace.

Wang Chuyi was greatly alarmed when he saw Qiu Chuji retreat.

Although this senior brother doesn't manage academic affairs much, he admits that this senior brother has the highest level of martial arts.

Unexpectedly, he was overwhelmed by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in the very first exchange.

On second thought, he felt relieved.

After all, Yang Kang was the pain of his senior brother, and now Yang Guo is the son of an old friend. I'm afraid this senior brother won't be able to bring himself to do it.

"Senior brother, you rest, I'll take care of it."

Qiu Chuji was extremely anxious: "Junior brother, I beg you to..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone couldn't wait any longer and shot towards Yang Guo.

Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi watched as their martial arts-obsessed junior brother ran towards Yang Guo.