Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

Lu Wushuang dragged her aching body.

He tiptoed back to his stone chamber.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a figure pounced on me.

"Junior Sister!"

Hong Lingbo grabbed her shoulders, his eyes shining brightly: "How was it? How did it feel?"

Lu Wushuang was startled, her cheeks instantly turning red: "Senior Sister... what's wrong with you...?"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Hong Lingbo pulled her into the stone chamber, closed the door behind her, and lowered his voice, "Tell me quickly, what exactly happened last night?"

Lu Wushuang was extremely embarrassed and stammered, "It's...it hurts..."

"It hurts?" Hong Lingbo was taken aback. "But Master's voice sounded like he was in comfort. Why is yours in pain?"

Although she did not linger outside Yang Guo's stone chamber last night, she could vaguely hear the noises around her.

The master's voice did indeed carry a hint of enjoyment, quite different from Lu Wushuang's initial cry of pain.

Lu Wushuang bit her lip and explained softly:

"At first...it really hurt. Brother Yang said it's like that the first time. But later...it stopped hurting, and instead..."

Her voice trailed off: "On the contrary... it felt very comfortable. Like... floating on a cloud, or like falling into warm water..."

She tried hard to recall that feeling, her blush deepening:

"And... when Brother Yang was cultivating, it seemed like he was also using internal energy. I could feel a warm internal force circulating in his body, very... very..."

She couldn't find the words to describe it, and finally lowered her head shyly: "Anyway... it's just great."

Hong Lingbo was stunned.

Although she had been traveling the martial arts world for many years, Li Mochou was strict with her, and she was focused on practicing martial arts, so she had never been involved in matters between men and women.

Hearing Lu Wushuang's description, I felt both curious and embarrassed, but mostly... curious.

"Then... then, junior sister, are you still in pain today?" Hong Lingbo couldn't help but ask.

"It hurts." Lu Wushuang nodded honestly, shifting her feet slightly. "Especially my legs, they're terribly sore. Master said they'll be fine in a couple of days."

"Your master taught you these things?" Hong Lingbo asked in surprise.

"Hmm..." Lu Wushuang nodded, recalling her master's rare gentle demeanor that morning, "Master... actually cares about me quite a bit."

Hong Lingbo seemed to be deep in thought.

Just then—

Are you serious?

A deep call came from the depths of the passageway.

It was Yang Guo's voice, tinged with an unusual solemnity.

Lu Wushuang and Hong Lingbo exchanged a glance, both seeing unease in each other's eyes—Brother Yang's tone was off!

The two quickly pushed open the door and went out, following the sound.

In a stone hall near the core area of ​​the ancient tomb, they saw Yang Guo.

He was standing opposite Granny Sun, his face frighteningly gloomy.

The faint glow of the fluorite on the stone wall reflected his furrowed brow.

Those eyes, which were usually always smiling, were now sharp as knives, as if suppressing a raging storm.

"Brother Yang?" Lu Wushuang asked timidly, "What's wrong?"

Yang Guo did not answer immediately.

Granny Sun sighed, looked at the two women, and whispered, "Miss Long... has left the ancient tomb."

"What?!" Lu Wushuang and Hong Lingbo exclaimed at the same time.

"How could this be?" Lu Wushuang couldn't believe it. "Didn't Brother Yang coax Miss Long back yesterday? She even said... said everything was alright..."

Granny Sun shook her head, her gaze towards Yang Guo carrying a hint of reproach:

"It's all because of this brat... He offended Miss Mochou, and last night he was with Wushuang..."

She didn't say anything more, but her meaning was clear.

Lu Wushuang's face turned pale.

She recalled waking up that morning to find Yang Guo and her master sleeping in each other's arms... Could it be that Uncle-Master Long also saw it?

No, I think I heard it!

After all, she knew a little about the special nature of ancient tombs!

Yang Guo finally spoke, his voice hoarse:

"I was too hasty... I thought she was aloof and indifferent to these things, but I forgot that she is also a woman, with emotions and desires, and also..."

She gets jealous, she gets sad, and she chooses to leave because she can't accept it.

He should have thought of that sooner.

In the original novel, Xiaolongnü left Yang Guo because of his closeness with other women, which caused her repeated misunderstandings and heartbreak.

He had thought that since he had cultivated the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra with Xiaolongnu in this life and their hearts were connected, she would be able to understand him.

But he underestimated the selfishness of emotions.

Even the most aloof woman will feel heartache seeing her beloved being intimate with another woman.

What's more... there were two in a row.

Let's go all out right in front of each other!

"What's the point of saying all this now?" Li Mochou's voice came from the other side of the passageway.

She walked slowly, her apricot-yellow Taoist robe neat and her hair perfectly styled, regaining her former cold and sharp appearance as the Crimson Serpent Fairy.

However, there was a hint of complexity in those phoenix eyes.

She walked up to Yang Guo and looked him straight in the eyes:

"Now that you know you were wrong, you should go and get her back, instead of wallowing in self-pity here."

Yang Guo smiled bitterly: "Of course I will go to find her. But... if she won't forgive me and doesn't want to come back..."

"Then keep coaxing her until she forgives you." Li Mochou said calmly, "Junior Sister may be cold-hearted, but she's soft-hearted. If you're sincere, she won't really just leave."

She paused, then added, "Besides, she only left the ancient tomb; she might not have gone far. With your current lightness skill, finding her shouldn't be difficult."

Yang Guo heard this.

Yes.

Xiaolongnu is just leaving; it may not be a final farewell.

Once you find her, explain things properly, and comfort her...

"Thank you for your idea, Mochou." He looked at Li Mochou and said earnestly.

Li Mochou turned her face away: "What are you thanking me for? I just didn't want my junior sister to be wandering alone out there."

Even so, her ears turned slightly red.

Lu Wushuang watched from the side, and a feeling she couldn't quite describe suddenly welled up in her heart.

Master... she actually cares a lot about Uncle-Master Long, right?

These two sisters, despite their past grievances, are ultimately... each other's only remaining family in this world.

"Then let's go find Miss Long now!" Lu Wushuang said hurriedly, "She's out there all alone; what if she runs into bad people..."

Hong Lingbo nodded, "Yes, Young Master Yang, I'll go with you."

Yang Guo pondered for a moment, then looked at Granny Sun: "Granny, the ancient tomb cannot be left unattended. Please stay here. If Miss Long returns, tell her I have gone to look for her, and tell her to wait for me."

Grandma Sun nodded: "Don't worry. I'll talk to Miss Long properly."

Yang Guo then looked at Li Mochou, Lu Wushuang, and Hong Lingbo:

"The three of you, come with me down the mountain. You must follow my instructions on the way and not act on your own."

The three women answered in unison, "Yes."

A barely perceptible hint of delight flashed in Li Mochou's eyes.

Although she didn't say it, she knew it in her heart.

Yang Guo's willingness to take them with him to find Xiaolongnü shows that he truly considers them "one of his own" and is willing to stand together through thick and thin.

This reassured her more than any sweet words.

"There's no time to lose. Pack your bags and set off immediately," Yang Guo decided without hesitation.

Everyone returned to their respective stone chambers to tidy up.

Lu Wushuang only brought a few changes of clothes and some silver, and carefully kept the bottles of healing medicine that Yang Guo had given her.

Hong Lingbo kept it simple, carrying only a small bundle.

Li Mochou brought her Ice Soul Silver Needles, her whisk, and a handwritten copy of "The Secret of the Five Poisons"—these were the foundation of her survival, and she never parted with them.

Fifteen minutes later, the four met at the entrance of the ancient tomb.

Yang Guo, dressed in a green robe, carrying a long sword on his back and a jade flute at his waist, had regained his composure.

But deep in his eyes, a lingering anxiety remained.

"Let's go."

He was the first to emerge from the ancient tomb.

The sunlight was blinding, and the mountain wind was blowing in my face.

In the early morning at Zhongnan Mountain, the clouds and mist swirl around the mountain, and the birds sing sweetly.

But at this moment, no one is in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Yang Guo stood at the entrance of the ancient tomb and glanced back at the stone gate hidden among the vines.

Here, he found the Nine Yin Manual, subdued Li Mochou and her disciple, and began cultivating with Xiaolongnu.

But now, Little Dragon Girl is gone.

"I will find you," he murmured to himself.

Then he turned around and strode down the mountain.

Li Mochou, Lu Wushuang, and Hong Lingbo followed closely behind.

Apricot yellow, light green, and pale purple—three figures gradually disappeared into the distance on the mountain path.

Grandma Sun stood at the entrance of the ancient tomb, watching their backs as they walked away, and sighed softly.

"Young people... love is the most tormenting thing."

She shook her head and turned back to the ancient tomb.

The stone gate slowly closed.

To temporarily seal away a story.

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