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

It is cold and damp.

A musty smell mixed with the earthy stench filled my nostrils.

"Bang!"

Yang Guo felt like he had been slammed to the ground like a broken sack, landing hard on his buttocks, and he grimaced in pain.

Before he could recover, a red figure followed closely behind and fell with a "thud" onto the haystack next to him.

It was Li Mochou.

The female demon was in a sorry state, her apricot-yellow Taoist robe covered with grass clippings and mud, her hair disheveled, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks.

With her acupoints sealed, she was unable to move and could only stare intently at Yang Guo with her eyes that seemed to spit fire.

If looks could kill, Yang Guo would already be torn to pieces and minced into a bloody pulp.

At the cave entrance, a huge rock crashed down, leaving only a narrow opening for ventilation.

Ouyang Feng's excited, distorted roar seeped in through the crack, echoing in the empty cave and causing loose rocks to fall from the ceiling.

"My dear son! This place is auspicious and sheltered from the wind; it's the perfect spot for our bridal chamber!"

"Get it done! Don't dawdle! Your father's guarding the door; even the King of Heaven himself won't bother you!"

"If that young wife dares to resist, just shout, and your father will come in and hold her hands and feet down!"

Yang Guo rubbed his backside as he got up from the ground, his mouth twitching wildly as he listened to the old madman's words.

This is no father at all.

This is practically a death knell!

He turned around and his gaze fell on Li Mochou on the haystack.

Although the light was dim, Li Mochou's face was still breathtakingly beautiful.

Especially at this moment, her face flushed with a sickly red from anger and shame, her chest heaving violently, and the collar of her Taoist robe slightly open, revealing a tantalizingly white glimpse of her skin.

Yang Guo swallowed.

He wasn't a saint; it would be a lie to say he wasn't tempted by such a beauty.

But he knew even more clearly that this woman was a venomous snake.

Once she catches her breath and her acupoints are released, the first thing she'll do is definitely twist off her own head and kick it like a ball.

"What are you looking at! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Li Mochou's voice was hoarse, and she gritted her teeth.

Even as a prisoner, she maintained her airs as the Crimson Serpent Fairy.

Yang Guo's eyes darted around, and his roguish expression instantly came through.

Instead of backing down, he moved closer, kneeling on one knee beside the haystack, placing his hands on either side of Li Mochou, and encircling her completely beneath him.

Their faces were only an inch apart.

Yang Guo could even smell the faint, cold fragrance emanating from her, mixed with a subtle murderous aura, which stimulated his senses.

"Beautiful lady, you heard that too."

Yang Guo's tone was full of mockery, "My crazy father isn't very bright, and he's very stubborn. But he's a man of his word."

"If we don't make some noise and make him think we're 'working,' he really will rush in."

As he spoke, Yang Guo extended a finger and gently stroked Li Mochou's delicate cheek, finally stopping at her stubborn chin.

The touch from my fingertips was smooth and silky.

"Tsk tsk tsk, tell me, would you rather have your delicate, caring godson serve you, or have his withered old hands, worn smooth like tree bark from practicing toad kung fu, touch you?"

Li Mochou's body trembled violently.

She tried to dodge, but her acupoints were restricted, and she couldn't even turn her head.

The oppressive feeling of being completely enveloped by the presence of the opposite sex made her feel panicked from the bottom of her heart.

She had never felt this way before.

"You dare!" Li Mochou shouted fiercely, "If you dare touch a single hair on my head, I will haunt you even as a ghost!"

Yang Guo chuckled, his gaze slowly sliding down her neck, lingering on her collarbone. "Don't bother with such intimidating words; they only make you, Li Mochou, seem like you've suffered a terrible injustice!"

Just then, a loud "boom" came from outside the cave.

Ouyang Feng was clearly getting impatient and slammed his palm against the cave wall.

"Why is there still no movement? Not a sound!"

"Good boy! Is this woman not cooperating? Or are you not up to the task? Should Daddy come in and give her a 'pleasure acupoint' to liven things up?"

The acupoint of ultimate bliss?

Although I don't know what kind of acupoint it is, coming from this old poison master, it's definitely not something legitimate.

Li Mochou's face turned deathly pale instantly, and the fear in her eyes intensified.

If it falls into that old madman's hands...

She dared not think.

Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat; this old poisoner really might rush in!

I have to act!

And they have to perform the whole thing!

"Father! Don't rush!" Yang Guo shouted at the top of his lungs towards the cave entrance, "I'm taking it off! The buttons are too tight, it's hard to undo!"

After shouting, he turned his head and looked at Li Mochou, his eyes becoming deep and dangerous.

"I apologize, Master Li."

Yang Guo whispered something, and his hands trembled as he reached for Li Mochou's clothes.

Li Mochou's pupils constricted, and she wanted to scream, but Yang Guo quickly covered her mouth.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Li Mochou struggled desperately, her eyes filled with pleading and despair.

Yang Guo did not actually reach out to untie her belt.

His palms were burning hot, radiating the warmth unique to young people.

Through a thin layer of inner clothing.

Li Mochou felt a surge of electricity run through her waist, instantly coursing through her entire body, leaving her completely limp.

Overwhelmed by a profound sense of shame.

She had remained chaste for thirty years; how could she have ever been treated so lightly by a man?

Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

Yang Guo did not stop.

He was looking for something.

This female demon is a master of poisons; she definitely has something valuable hidden on her.

at last.

Yang Guo seemed to have found something good.

It feels soft to the touch and carries body warmth.

Li Mochou's body was stiff as iron, her eyes were tightly closed, and two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks.

It’s over.

Her innocence is ruined.

However, the anticipated violation did not occur.

A sly glint flashed in Yang Guo's eyes. He suddenly reached into his robes, but instead of committing any beastly acts, he swiftly pulled out a thin blue booklet.

In the dim light, four large ancient seal characters were clearly visible on the cover: "The Secret Transmission of the Five Poisons".

These are the cultivation methods for the Crimson Serpent Palm and the Ice Soul Silver Needle!

Yang Guo was overjoyed.

This is amazing stuff! With this, who would dare challenge me to a poison contest in the martial arts world?

Without any hesitation, he stuffed the manual into his pocket and carefully kept it close to his body.

"Thank you, Master Li."

Yang Guo leaned close to Li Mochou's ear and said, "I've long heard that the Red Serpent Fairy's poison skills are unparalleled. Consider this manual as part of your dowry for your husband."

Li Mochou suddenly opened her eyes.

A mix of emotions.

That little beast!

Not only did they belittle me, but they also stole my secret weapon!

"Give it back to me..." she managed to squeeze out the sound from her throat.

"Shh-"

Yang Guo put a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture, "Don't make a sound, it's not over yet."

Ouyang Feng, outside the cave, started smashing the wall again.

"Are you done undressing? Why aren't you making any noise? Are you out of energy? Son, if you're too weak, Dad will go catch you a couple of snakes to help you recover?"

Yang Guo cursed under his breath.

This old man, he's gotten addicted to eavesdropping, hasn't he?

He looked at Li Mochou with a devilish smile on his face.

"Beautiful lady, if you want to preserve your innocence, you'll have to cooperate."

Yang Guo lowered his voice and threatened menacingly, "Let's hear you make a sound!"

Li Mochou bit her lower lip so hard that it bled, refusing to utter a sound.

To make such a proud woman utter that sound was worse than killing her.

"You're not going to call me that, are you?"

Yang Guo sneered, "Fine, then I'll really take my pants off! A fool wouldn't pass up a good deal!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture as if to undo his belt.

A flicker of fear crossed Li Mochou's eyes.

That kid's a madman! Just like his mad father!

"No..." Li Mochou's voice trembled.

"Then call it that!"

Yang Guo roared, and at the same time reached out and pinched her soft waist hard.

This time, she didn't hold back, and the pain made Li Mochou gasp.

At the same time, Yang Guo's other hand was also busy, quickly tapping a few acupoints under her armpit.

It hurts and itches!

This extreme torture instantly shattered Li Mochou's psychological defenses.

"Hmm..."

She closed her eyes tightly and managed a suppressed moan.

Although filled with resentment, the sound echoed in the secluded cave, carrying an indescribable allure.

Outside the cave, Ouyang Feng's ears twitched, and he immediately burst into laughter.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Finally getting the hang of it! Hahaha!"

"Speak louder! You need to be strong! Only then can you give birth to a big, fat grandson!"

Yang Guo almost wanted to kneel down before this old madman.

Do you want me to speak louder?

There's no other way; you have to go all the way.

Yang Guo took a deep breath, raised his palm, and slammed it heavily against the stone wall beside him with a "smack".

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

While forcefully pounding the stone wall to create the sound of a "fierce battle," he whispered seductive words in Li Mochou's ear.

"If you don't want him to come in, then speak louder!"

"Li Mochou, you wouldn't want the whole world to know that you, the Red Serpent Fairy, were forced to lose your virginity by an old madman, would you?"

As Yang Guo spoke, he gently scratched the sensitive area behind her ear with his fingers.

The sensation was like a feather brushing against her skin, a tingling, numb feeling that made Li Mochou tremble all over, her toes curling up.

Reason is crumbling.

Caught between her physical instincts and the threat of death, this infamous female demon finally succumbed to her power.

"Hey...ah..."

Intermittent sounds escaped from her mouth.

Mixed with Yang Guo's deliberately heavy breathing and the rhythmic clapping sounds.

The entire cave was suddenly filled with suggestive music that made people blush.

This absurd "wedding night" reached its climax at this moment.

Li Mochou gripped the dry grass beneath her tightly, breaking several of her fingernails in the process.

She made a vow in her heart.

As long as I can survive tonight.

This little beast must be torn to pieces!

Pull out his tendons! Peel off his skin! Drink his blood!

Outside the cave.

As the commotion inside grew louder, Ouyang Feng was overjoyed and danced around, doing several somersaults on the spot.

"This kid takes after me! He's got energy! Really energy!"

"Looks like I really will be able to hold my big, healthy grandson next year!"

He rubbed his rumbling stomach and muttered to himself, "No, this kind of running around will definitely make me hungry. My daughter-in-law looks frail; she needs to eat something good."

"My dear sons! You two keep busy! Daddy's going into the woods to catch you a wild boar to nourish yourselves!"

After saying that, Ouyang Feng lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his figure soared up like a large bird, disappearing into the vast night.

The terrifying aura finally seemed to have faded away.

Yang Guo let out a long sigh and collapsed.

He lay on top of Li Mochou, panting heavily, his back soaked with cold sweat.

So exciting.

This is like dancing on a knife's edge.

One wrong step and you're doomed.

The cave fell silent again.

Only the heavy breathing of the two of them mingled together.

Yang Guo propped himself up and looked at Li Mochou beneath him.

At this moment, Li Mochou's clothes were intact but somewhat disheveled, her hair was tangled, and her face was still flushed, but her eyes were empty, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

Although there was no actual violence involved, the mental torment she suffered just now was probably more severe than death itself.

A strange flutter rose in Yang Guo's heart.

Even though they are enemies, even though it's just to save my life.

But seeing such a proud woman forced into this state by him, he felt somewhat guilty.

He reached out, wanting to help her fix her hair.

My hand just touched her forehead.

Li Mochou's empty eyes suddenly moved and focused on Yang Guo's face.

That look in his eyes.

It's no longer just simple killing intent.

What Yang Guo didn't see was that there was even a slightly different meaning behind it.

"Yang Guo..."

Li Mochou's voice was hoarse.

"Today's humiliation..."

"One day... I will tear you to pieces... and grind your bones to dust..."