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

Sun Bu'er's face turned ashen upon hearing this, while Cheng Yaojia covered her mouth to stifle a laugh.

"Although Junior Sister Sun is willing to help Junior Brother Qiu complete his strategy of stabilizing the country, unfortunately, the Quanzhen Sect is already deeply entrenched in the heart of the enemy country. If they do not avoid it, they will be the first to be hit. The morale of the Quanzhen Sect is wavering. The key issue is that the second-generation disciples have neither the ambition of their master nor the temperament of their senior uncle. As for the third-generation disciples, there is no leader. If war breaks out, the Quanzhen Sect will surely be wiped out."

What does Yang Guo think?

Yang Guo didn't know why he had brought up the topic of national and personal vendettas.

Few members of the Quanzhen School engage in worldly affairs, so why would they care about which dynasty or era it was destroyed?

But I think what he said makes sense.

Liu Chuxuan continued, "The Quanzhen Sect is no longer what it once was. Whose fault does Yang Guo think it is?"

Yang Guo thought to himself: Because you guys are too weak.

Liu Chuxuan laughed and said, "Young man, are you saying that we disciples are too incompetent?"

Yang Guo looked down at the beautifully dressed woman in his arms.

Liu Chuxuan, however, did not care about Yang Guo's silent reply.

"Master had lofty ambitions, founding the Quanzhen Sect for both the martial arts world and the nation. It's just a pity that the Quanzhen Sect has long since changed. We disciples are unworthy; we only want to avoid disgracing our master any further. But we can't even master martial arts, let alone save the country and its people. Is sacrificing oneself for the country the same as saving the nation?"

"What you say is true, Daoist Master, but unfortunately, how many people in the Quanzhen Sect have such awareness?"

Liu Chuxuan laughed and said, "Yang Guo, I've noticed you have a prejudice against the Quanzhen Sect?"

Yang Guo was startled.

Liu Chuxuan continued, "The Quanzhen Sect lacks this awareness because its leader lacks it."

Sun Bu'er drew his sword with a yelp.

Cheng Yaojia shuddered in fright.

Liu Chuxuan, however, remained standing still.

Yang Guo realized that it was indeed true. Ma Yu was getting old, and the other second generation members were either in seclusion or on their way to seclusion. The third generation produced Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing, who directly ruined the fate of the Quanzhen Sect.

The superiors follow the inferiors; it is nothing more than this.

Yang Guo suddenly understood.

Yang Guo, however, was still puzzled: "Daoist Master, there is still something I don't understand."

"With your cultivation level, Daoist Master, and the support of your fellow disciples, you shouldn't be bullied by Island Master Huang, right?"

After all, this was the first person to make Yang Guo feel uneasy. He didn't believe that the old Taoist was as simple as he seemed. The old Taoist's Golden Goose Skill that night was also quite powerful, hence the question.

Liu Chuxuan shook his head and said, "What's the point of competing when there's only six against one?"

Yang Guo and the other two were speechless.

"What is the Taoist priest doing here? Does Yang Guo seem like someone who's throwing an egg against a rock? Or is he someone who can turn the world upside down? If things are hopeless, I'll just take them and leave."

"You can both cultivate Taoism and lead the Quanzhen Sect!"

Yang Guo understood. So you think I am a combination of Wang Chongyang and Zhou Botong?

Sun Bu'er was dumbfounded. So all along you wanted to choose this young upstart to lead the Quanzhen Sect? No wonder you told me to inform you whenever I saw Yang Guo.

If this happens, what will happen to Junior Nephew Zhao and Junior Nephew Zhen?

Hmm, it seems I didn't know it wasn't allowed either.

Yang Guo is obviously arrogant, but he has a very calm demeanor, which makes people feel that he can stay in one place for a long time. In addition, he has exceptional martial arts talent and is very malleable. It is not impossible for him to achieve this in the future. Most importantly, he is very young.

Sun Bu'er was very tempted.

Cheng Yaojia kept swaying, not wanting Yang Guo to continue the conversation; she wanted him to leave.

Yang Guo pinched her hard without making a sound, and she immediately behaved.

She then shrank back into an ostrich-like shape.

The warmth of his palm made her involuntarily open her mouth slightly.

"Master, I cannot see through the illusions of lust."

"The time is not yet ripe."

"Can this Taoist priest represent the entire Quanzhen School?"

"certainly."

"Master, why did you suddenly choose someone who isn't from the Quanzhen School as your second-generation disciple and put him in charge of Taoism? And someone so entangled in worldly affairs? Are you sure you're not here to destroy the sect?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Chuxuan and Sun Bu'er felt a lot of pressure.

Was the decision made hastily?

"You are originally Qingxu, a fourth-generation disciple. You have exceptional talent and are valued by your master and your senior uncle. They sent you here to gain experience in order to train you."

Yang Guo was speechless. This old Taoist priest could explain it like that!

"I'm curious, what will you do if I don't come on the day of the ceremony?"

Upon hearing this, the two exchanged an awkward glance, then looked at Cheng Yaojia, whose face was still flushed with embarrassment.

Yang Guo immediately gave a thumbs up.

You guys are awesome.

Whose brilliant idea was this?

He desperately wanted to get to know him.

This means Yang Guo isn't a member of the Quanzhen Sect.

So, are you in or not?

If you don't do it, someone else will.

You do the work, but you don't get paid.

Yang Guo looked at the woman whose body and soul were with him.

She wasn't listening to a word she said at that moment.

She's still savoring the taste of her lover's scent.

He sighed silently, thinking that he couldn't let her stand in front of him no matter what. The Quanzhen Sect was inhuman; they even schemed against Cheng Yaojia.

Sun Bu'er replied, "Yang Guo, this was my doing, and I added the small print on your invitation as well."

Cheng Yaojia finally finished reminiscing.

So her lover intentionally used the invitation to hit her?

Hmph, she prefers hands.

"Master, what's with the small characters?"

Yang Guo naturally did not believe that Sun Bu'er had added it.

But he was more curious about how the third-generation disciples would conduct themselves in this situation.

Yang Guo had no interest in staging any suppression drama; it wasn't like he was begging to come.

Sun Bu'er and Liu Chuxuan, however, remained indifferent to this.

"Most of the affairs of Quanzhen Sect are now handled by the third-generation disciples, but the final decision-making power rests with the sect leader and Uncle-Master Zhou."

Yang Guo watched the two old Taoist priests walk away.

"Husband, what did you two just say?" Cheng Yaojia adjusted her belt again and again.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Yang Guo asked, puzzled.

Cheng Yaojia rolled her eyes at him.

"Let's go."

Cheng Yaojia was led away by him without knowing their destination.

I'm not going to think about it anymore; it's fine as long as he's by my side.

The two left the Quanzhen Sect and headed into the mountains.

Meanwhile, martial arts practitioners have been arriving at the Quanzhen Sect one after another.

Yang Guo picked up Cheng Yaojia and leaped onto the cliff.

This place offers a perfect panoramic view of the entire Quanzhen Sect.

Cheng Yaojia was also stunned by the scenery.

Then she got down, hugged Yang Guo, and quietly admired the beautiful scenery.

It must be said that Zhongnan Mountain is indeed a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery.

"Husband, did you really agree to let them make you a junior master in the Quanzhen Sect? And continue teaching there?"

Cheng Yaojia is still in a daze after hearing Yang Guo's account.

Yang Guo joked, "Well, isn't that what we still have? You'll just get accepted as a disciple later."

Cheng Yaojia hummed twice and then said, "Husband, where are we going now? Why aren't we in the sect?"

The Quanzhen Sect is currently a mixed bag, lacking top-tier masters and relying solely on its former prestige.

He doesn't need to get involved now; he should ask Huang Rong first.

Yang Guo casually replied, "Let's..."

A soft voice came from behind: "Husband, is Cheng Yaojia in the Quanzhen Sect?"

"what?"

Li Mochou looked at Yang Guo's back and his jade-like arms draped over his shoulders.

Cheng Yaojia peeked over the man's shoulder and looked behind her.

Cheng Yaojia wondered where this ridiculously beautiful female Taoist priest came from.

Besides her and her master, who else is in the Quanzhen Sect?

Could it be that she guessed right, and this was the reason why her husband was hiding in the Quanzhen Sect?

The woman was initially strikingly cold, but the allure and charm in her eyes were impossible to ignore, and the smile on her lips was slowly fading.

Her original ethereal气质 was completely ruined by her exquisite curves, making it impossible for people to look away from her peaks.

How does that slender waist support those enviable curves?

How can this robe look so alluring on you? How can such a large robe move so freely? Are you sure this is normal clothing for going out? How do you manage to fit into it?

Cheng Yaojia understood; only Li Mingyue could do it.

At the same time, Li Mochou naturally spotted Cheng Yaojia at a glance.

She's even more beautiful than under the sun and moon.

Isn't this woman quite old? How come she's getting more and more beautiful? And most importantly, what do you mean by not letting him go?

Yang Guo inwardly cried out in alarm, realizing he had forgotten to remind Cheng Yaojia of Yue'er's true identity.

On second thought, I decided to let it go and let them handle it themselves.

As the sun set, the two tacitly avoided exchanging glances or speaking.

Holding Yang Guo's hands on either side, they tucked them into their arms and quietly watched the sunset.

Yang Guo also breathed a sigh of relief.

It must be said that, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, everything was gilded in gold and red, a truly beautiful sight. The evening glow seemed to hang on the horizon, yet so close, as if he could reach out and pluck it from the sky.