Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

It was past midnight, behind Zhongnan Mountain.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the towering ancient trees, creating dappled patterns. Apart from the occasional hooting of owls, the only other sound was the soft rustling of their footsteps on the ground.

The terrain here was low-lying, surrounded by thickets of thorns and ancient trees. Without familiarity with the path, it would be impossible to find the entrance. Yang Guo followed behind Xiaolongnu, pushing aside a branch lying across their path, and felt the faint floral fragrance at the tip of his nose grow stronger.

"Sister Long, where are we going?" Yang Guo quickened his pace and asked curiously, "Weren't we supposed to be practicing martial arts? This place looks more like... cough cough, like a perfect spot for a romantic rendezvous under the moon."

Xiaolongnu continued walking without turning her head: "The cultivation of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra's internal energy is extraordinary, requiring a secluded and deserted place. Even birds and beasts rarely come here on ordinary days. Taoists from the Quanzhen Sect would never come here, and that madman... your godfather wouldn't easily find this place either. It's the most peaceful place."

After passing through the last naturally formed barrier of thorns, the view suddenly opened up before them.

This was a clearing several meters in circumference, surrounded by countless unnamed wildflowers—red, purple, and yellow—vying for attention in the night, like a natural curtain completely isolating it from the outside world's hustle and bustle. It was as beautiful as a paradise on earth.

Xiaolongnu stopped in front of a flat, large blue stone and turned to look at Yang Guo.

"Right here."

Yang Guo looked around and chuckled, "Sister Long's choice of place is indeed elegant. Practicing here, even if I get tired, it would be wonderful to lie down and take a nap among the flowers. It's just a pity we don't have a pot of good wine, otherwise, facing this sea of ​​flowers, wouldn't that be delightful?"

"Who told you to sleep and drink?" Little Dragon Girl glanced at him indifferently. "This internal skill is extremely dangerous to practice. The slightest carelessness can lead to qi deviation. No matter what happens later, you must guard your mind and not let your mind wander."

Yang Guo immediately straightened his back and patted his chest to assure her, "Don't worry, Sister Long, I have the best self-control. I'm the epitome of Liu Xiahui, who remained unmoved even with a woman in his lap! Even if the sky were to fall, I would just treat it as a blanket."

The corners of Xiaolongnu's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, a hint of amusement in her eyes, as she slowly said, "Is that so?"

She walked slowly to Yang Guo, the two of them only a few feet apart. In the morning light, her white dress was as pure as snow, her skin as smooth as jade, and she seemed to glow, her beauty almost unreal.

"To practice this Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, two people must practice together, assisting each other. During practice, the whole body is filled with heat. If there are clothes blocking the way, the heat cannot dissipate and instead accumulates in the body. This can lead to serious illness or even death." Little Dragon Girl looked directly at Yang Guo. "Therefore, we must take off our clothes and be completely honest with each other."

"What?"

Yang Guo's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and he almost lost his footing. If these words had come from anyone else, they would have been considered obscene, but coming from the aloof and ethereal Xiaolongnu, they seemed perfectly natural.

"Un...untie my clothes?" Yang Guo stammered, his eyes darting around, unable to look Xiaolongnu in the eye. "Sister Long, this...this isn't appropriate, is it? Although we are people of the martial world, not bound by formalities, men and women shouldn't touch each other...and the rules of the Quanzhen Sect also say...form is emptiness, emptiness is form...If Master finds out, he'll break my legs!"

Yang Guo was afraid that Xiaolongnu would settle scores with him after she finished practicing her skills; he was truly afraid of this woman now.

But at the same time, lust took hold, and his mind began replaying the scenes from the stone chamber. The wet, long hair, the jade-like skin, and that kiss tinged with the scent of medicine…

If we took everything off now, amidst these flowers...

Yang Guo felt a surge of hot blood rush to his head, his nose felt hot as if something was about to flow out, and his heart skipped a beat before violently pounding against his chest.

Seeing his embarrassed expression, Xiaolongnu's smile deepened. Far from being shy, she took a step closer.

Yang Guo instinctively took a step back. One step, two steps. Until his back pressed against the trunk of a thick tree covered in pink blossoms, with nowhere left to retreat.

"What?" Little Dragon Girl extended a slender, jade-like finger and gently lifted Yang Guo's chin. Her usually cold eyes now held a hint of mockery as she looked down at him like a queen. "Weren't you quite bold when you were feeding me medicine while I was unconscious? Your hands and feet were all over the place. Now that I'm openly looking at you, you've become a coward?"

"I..." Yang Guo's face flushed red. "I was just anxious to save people! It was...it was the heart of a healer! Besides...besides, I was afraid you'd be shy, Sister Long!"

"Oh? A doctor's heart is benevolent?" Little Dragon Girl slid her finger down his chin to his Adam's apple and gently tapped it. "So, your heart is beating so fast because of your benevolence?"

Yang Guo felt his throat go dry and his whole body stiffen. This wasn't right! He used to be the one teasing Sister Long, how come it's the other way around today?

Provoked by Xiaolongnu, Yang Guo's roguish nature was also stirred up. He was the type to respond better to gentleness than force, especially in this kind of situation.

"Um... Sister Long, I was just afraid... afraid of offending you." Yang Guo tried to salvage the situation, his eyes darting downwards furtively. "Besides, what if I didn't have enough self-control and... you know what happened? Wouldn't that be a sin?"

"What did you do to me?" Little Dragon Girl leaned closer, her breath sweet as orchids. Their noses almost touched, and Yang Guo could even count her long eyelashes.

"It's...it's..." Yang Guo stammered for a long time, but finally steeled himself and said, "I'm going to take you! I don't believe you're not afraid! I, Yang Guo, a dignified seven-foot man, what am I afraid of! Take it off!"

Little Dragon Girl chuckled, withdrew her hand, and turned to walk to the center of the flower bushes.

She raised her hand and untied the ribbon at her waist, her movements fluid and effortless. Her outer garment slipped down, revealing her snow-white undergarment. Then came her inner garment.

Yang Guo felt a blinding white light before his eyes, as if he had been dazzled by the sunlight on a snow-capped mountain. In that instant, it seemed as if the entire flowerbed had lost its color.

Xiaolongnu turned around, her expression so open and honest that Yang Guo felt ashamed of himself. She wore only a close-fitting apricot-colored undergarment, revealing her delicate and deep collarbones and rounded, jade-like shoulders. Her waist was so slender that it seemed as if it could be grasped with a single hand, and her skin shone with an ivory-like luster in the morning light, as fair as snow and crystal clear.

What impressed Yang Guo the most was her pair of long, straight legs, without an ounce of excess fat. This was also the part that Yang Guo found most unforgettable!

"Guo'er, if you don't even have this much self-control, what are you doing practicing peerless martial arts?" Xiaolongnu sat down cross-legged, her tone returning to its coldness, "Take it off."

It was just one word, but the tone left no room for doubt.

Yang Guo stared at the portrait of the beautiful woman before him, swallowing hard. He was determined to risk it all! If the young lady wasn't afraid, what did he, a grown man, have to fear?

He quickly stripped himself naked, leaving only a pair of homemade boxer shorts, and strode over to sit down opposite Xiaolongnu.

"Come on!" Yang Guo adopted a stance of fearlessness, "Sister Long, how do you suggest we train?"

Xiaolongnu's gaze swept over his muscular upper body. After months of hard training, coupled with the refinement of the Nine Yin Manual's Yi Jin Duan Gu chapter, his muscle lines had begun to take shape. In particular, the scars left from the bumps and bruises in the ancient tomb added to his masculine charm.

"Place your palms together, direct your Qi to your Dantian, and focus on maintaining your balance." Little Dragon Girl stretched out her hands, palms facing outward. "Remember, keep your mind free of distractions, otherwise your Qi will flow in reverse, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

Yang Guo took a deep breath, extended his palms, and placed them facing each other.

It feels warm and smooth to the touch.

"Close your eyes and concentrate."

Following Xiaolongnu's incantation, Yang Guo began to circulate his internal energy. At first, it was fine; the Quanzhen internal energy was upright and peaceful, like the mighty Yangtze River; while the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra was yin and unpredictable, like a trickling stream. When the two completely different internal energies first came into contact, they did not clash. Instead, they were like lovers who had been separated for a long time, instantly intertwining and blending together.

Yang Guo felt a warm current flow through his arm and into his body, coursing through his limbs and bones, so comfortable that he almost groaned out loud. The current carried Xiaolongnu's unique scent, circulated within him, and then returned to Xiaolongnu's body, taking away the heat within him.

This feeling is incredibly mysterious.

However, as the true energy circulated through the meridians, a surge of heat gradually rose. This Jade Maiden Heart Sutra was indeed peculiar; with each cycle of internal energy circulation, the heat within the body increased. If he were wearing clothes, he would probably already be drenched in sweat and suffering from heatstroke. But now, with his clothes off and a gentle breeze blowing, carrying away the heat from his body, he felt quite comfortable.

However... when their palms touched, they not only transmitted their true energy, but also their body temperature and heartbeat.

With his eyes closed, Yang Guo peered through the hazy warmth, but his mind was filled with images of Xiaolongnu's snow-white skin and delicate collarbones. The faint floral fragrance mingled with Xiaolongnu's natural scent wafted into his brain, like a tiny hand gently scratching at his heart.

His internal energy began to become uncontrollable. The internal force that should have flowed smoothly along his meridians was now like a wild horse, running rampant throughout his body.

"Ugh..." Yang Guo groaned, his brows furrowed, and his breathing became heavy.

He groggily opened his eyes, his vision blurry. Little Dragon Girl's eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, a faint blush on her cheeks as if she had applied rouge, making her breathtakingly beautiful. A few petals fell on her shoulder, adding to her allure.

Yang Guo's heart, which had just calmed down, began to pound wildly again, much to his dismay. Who could withstand this?!

His mind began to wander uncontrollably. He thought about the kiss just now, about the view under her blouse, about... how blissful it would be to hold her in his arms.

This momentary lapse in concentration caused his internal energy to instantly become chaotic. The originally peacefully flowing energy suddenly turned violent, rampaging through his meridians.

"Sister Long..." he mumbled in his sleep, his body leaning forward uncontrollably as he tried to hug the person in front of him.

Just at this critical moment, a powerful force suddenly came from the opposite side.

Xiaolongnu suddenly opened her eyes. There was no lust in her eyes, only a clear, icy gaze, sharp and cold.

She sensed that the true energy coming from the other side had become chaotic and disordered, even carrying a hint of evil fire. How could she not know that this kid had another wicked idea?

"Calm down!"

A low shout, like a spring thunderclap.

Instead of withdrawing her palm, she flipped her wrist, her five fingers gripping Yang Guo's wrist, and the internal energy of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra within her suddenly erupted. The bone-chilling internal energy surged into Yang Guo's body through their joined hands, instantly suppressing the burning heat.

"hiss--!"

Yang Guo felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, chilling him to the bone. The heat was instantly extinguished, and all his romantic thoughts were frozen.

He jolted awake, his mind instantly clearing. Looking at the sharp-eyed Xiaolongnu before him, Yang Guo shuddered, his back drenched in cold sweat.

"Settle down!" Little Dragon Girl's voice was as cold as a knife. "If you continue to have wild thoughts and go astray, I won't save you. I'll just throw you out to that crazy old man! Let him force you to consummate your marriage with your senior sister!"

This threat was too ruthless. Just thinking of Li Mochou's murderous face and his mad father's "Toad Soul-Locking Force" made Yang Guo's lustful desires vanish instantly.

"No, no, no! I was wrong! Sister Long, I was wrong!" Yang Guo pleaded repeatedly, quickly holding his breath and focusing his mind, daring not to have any distracting thoughts. "I'll calm down! I'll calm down, okay?!"

"The Qi flows through the Taiyin meridian, passes through the Tanzhong point, and enters the Jiuwei point..."

Under Xiaolongnu's strong guidance, the raging internal energy gradually calmed down and returned to normal. Yang Guo closed his eyes tightly, concentrating entirely on guiding the flow of his internal energy.

This time, he was completely focused.

Their inner energies merged once more, forming a perfect cycle within their bodies. The surrounding flowers and plants seemed to be drawn by this energy, moving swiftly without wind, their petals fluttering down and slowly swirling around the two, creating a strange aura.

At that moment, it seemed as if only the two of them remained in the world.

Time passed slowly. After two hours, the two finally finished their practice.

With a soft shout from Xiaolongnu, the two simultaneously withdrew their palms and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

Yang Guo felt completely relaxed and full of energy, as if he had inexhaustible strength. However, he was mentally exhausted; the ordeal he had just gone through was more tiring than fighting a top-level master.

His body went limp, and he collapsed onto the grass, panting heavily.

"Ouch... I'm exhausted..." Yang Guo lay on the ground, complaining of being tired, but his eyes and brows were full of smiles. The feeling of their true energy merging just now was simply too wonderful, as if their souls were intertwined and inseparable.

A rustling sound came from behind.

Yang Guo turned his head and saw that Xiaolongnu had already dressed and was sitting not far away, tidying her slightly messy hair. Her face was rosy and her skin was as white as snow, making her even more beautiful than before she started practicing martial arts.

Seemingly sensing Yang Guo's gaze, Xiaolongnu turned her head and glanced at him.

The sternness in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a subtle tenderness.

At this moment, Yang Guo's hair was messy, with a few flower petals stuck to it, and his face was flushed, like a wild child who had just rolled around in the mud.

Little Dragon Girl bent down, reached out and picked an unknown purple wildflower beside her, gently twirled the stem with her fingers, and then casually tucked it into his messy hair bun.

"Like an idiot."

Her tone carried a rare hint of teasing and doting.

Yang Guo was taken aback. He reached out and touched the flower on his head, looking somewhat dumbfounded. Then he grinned, not picking the flower, but instead rolling around on the grass, getting close to Xiaolongnu's feet, and looking up at her.

"So, Sister Long is the fool's wife?"

"loquacious."

Little Dragon Girl gave a soft rebuke, but the corners of her lips turned up slightly, revealing a very faint smile. That smile was fleeting, yet breathtakingly beautiful. She turned and walked back, her steps lighter than when she had come.

Yang Guo lay among the flowers, watching her snow-white figure, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

"So what if I'm a fool? As long as Sister Long is happy, I'm willing to be a fool!"