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

"Bang bang bang!"

The wooden door was slammed shut with a deafening roar.

Huang Rong paled and looked around. The stone chamber was empty, without even a screen. The rough wooden wardrobe in the corner became her only lifeline. She grabbed the Taoist robe scattered on the cold jade bed, wrapped it haphazardly around herself, and rushed barefoot towards the wardrobe.

He opened the cabinet door, slipped inside, and closed the wooden door. The whole sequence of actions was completed in one smooth motion.

Huang Rong sat cross-legged in the cramped space, her hands forming a mudra, and began practicing the breath-holding technique from the Nine Yin Manual. Her breathing stopped, her heartbeat slowed. She transformed herself into a lifeless stone.

Yang Guo raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He took a few deep breaths to calm his wildly beating heart, stepped to the door, and opened the stone door.

Li Mochou stood outside the door, her eyebrows furrowed in anger. She shoved Yang Guo aside and strode into the stone chamber.

"What shady business are you doing with the door closed in broad daylight?" Li Mochou's gaze swept around the room.

Yang Guo slammed the door shut behind him and lowered his voice, "Sister Mochou, I'm practicing my martial arts and regulating my breathing. I'm at a crucial moment. Your banging on the door like this could easily cause me to suffer a qi deviation."

Li Mochou snorted coldly and sat down by the cold jade bed.

"Practicing martial arts? I bet you're hiding in your room thinking about that woman surnamed Huang, aren't you?" Li Mochou said sourly. "When she comes, you lose your mind. The obedient look on your face at the dinner table is disgusting."

Yang Guo walked over and stood three steps away.

"What brings you here, Sister Mochou? If it's nothing important, I need to continue my meditation." Yang Guo didn't dare to respond and instead gave her the order to leave.

Li Mochou wasn't buying it. She raised her hand, rubbed her shoulder, and frowned.

"I haven't been feeling well these past few days," Li Mochou said softly, her voice softening with a hint of coquettishness. "That old poisoner Ouyang Feng practiced the Nine Yin Manual in reverse and sealed my acupoints. It's been raining non-stop these past few days, and the Ancient Tomb is very damp. My meridians are blocked and aching. Come here and massage me to regulate my Qi."

Yang Guo felt a chill run down his spine. The wardrobe was just three feet away, and they were giving Li Mochou a massage at this hour? Did they have a death wish?

"Sister, I have exhausted my energy today and am truly powerless to help. Tomorrow, I will definitely help you to regulate it." Yang Guo waved his hands repeatedly.

Li Mochou's expression changed, and she stood up and approached Yang Guo.

"Yang Guo, you've gotten quite bold, haven't you?" Li Mochou lowered her voice, her tone laced with threat. "You didn't say this back in the cave. You showered me with all sorts of sweet words then. Now you're going to deny it after you've taken advantage of me?"

Yang Guo was terrified. If these words were to reach the wardrobe, Huang Rong would surely go berserk on the spot.

He quickly stepped forward and covered Li Mochou's mouth.

"Grandma, keep your voice down!" Yang Guo pleaded. "I'll massage you, I'll massage you, okay?!"

Li Mochou pried his hand away and proudly raised her chin.

"You're smart to know what's good for you. Come here." Li Mochou turned around and lay face down on the cold jade bed, revealing her back.

Yang Guo stood by the bed, his hands trembling. He closed his eyes, silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, and gathered the internal energy of the Nine Yin Manual at his fingertips to unleash the One-Finger Divine Skill.

He pressed his finger on a major acupoint on Li Mochou's back.

The pure Yang energy penetrated her body. Li Mochou had no internal energy to protect her, and this warm energy surged through her blocked meridians, which actually made her feel much better.

"Mmm..." Li Mochou let out a long, soft moan.

The sound echoed in the stone chamber, particularly jarring.

Inside the wardrobe. Huang Rong's eyes widened.

Li Mochou's soft moan pierced her ears without missing a single word.

That vixen! Making such decadent noises in broad daylight!

What kind of meridian clearing requires such a deadly noise?

That little rascal Yang Guo lied to me, saying it was just a simple acupoint release in the cave! A simple acupoint release? He's clearly cheating on me!

Huang Rong trembled with rage. She, the dignified leader of the Beggars' Sect, was now hiding in a wardrobe, listening to others flirt!

What a shame!

If it weren't for the fact that she was dressed in a pink undergarment, she would have kicked open the closet door and killed the two scoundrels with a single blow.

Beside the bed, Yang Guo was covered in sweat. He was channeling his inner energy while desperately trying to signal to Li Mochou with his eyes.

"Sister Mochou, please don't make a sound," Yang Guo said in a voice barely audible.

Li Mochou closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure of circulating her inner energy, completely ignoring Yang Guo's warning.

"Ouch, you bastard, be gentle! You're hurting me!" Li Mochou twisted her waist, her voice growing louder and louder.

Yang Guo quickly reduced the flow of internal energy.

"Yes, right here... You little rascal, how come you have such a strong grip..." Li Mochou's breathing became rapid.

Yang Guo was on the verge of tears. He knew that Huang Rong inside the wardrobe could hear everything clearly. Every soft moan she let out was a death knell.

"Senior sister, the meridians are open now, let's stop here for today." Yang Guo wanted to stop.

"No! There's still a blockage in my waist. You continue." Li Mochou persisted, "Why are you rushing around like you're in a hurry to be reborn? Are you in a rush to serve that Chief Huang?"

Yang Guo quickly denied it: "That's not true! Aunt Guo is an elder, and I respect her more than enough."

Li Mochou snorted coldly.

"Respect? I saw the way she looked at you, like she wanted to devour you whole. Tell me honestly, did you two do something shameful?" Li Mochou probed.

Hearing this, Huang Rong, who was inside the wardrobe, felt her heart skip a beat.

She pricked up her ears, wanting to hear how Yang Guo would answer.

Yang Guo retorted righteously, "Sister, stop talking nonsense! Aunt Guo is a model of a respectable family, and she only has affection for me. If you continue to slander your elders like this, I won't give you a massage anymore!"

Huang Rong gritted her teeth inwardly in the wardrobe. This little thief, he speaks so righteously, yet he showed me no respect whatsoever at the inn?

You little liar!

Once this vixen leaves, I'll see how I deal with her!

To silence Li Mochou, Yang Guo secretly activated the penetrating force of his One-Finger Divine Skill. A surge of extremely strong pure Yang energy rushed straight to a major acupoint on Li Mochou's waist.

"Ah—" Li Mochou let out a very high-pitched scream.

"You bastard...you...you want to torture me to death..." Li Mochou gasped for breath.

Yang Guo took the opportunity to step back two steps.

"Senior sister, your meridians have been completely cleared. You should go back to your room and rest, and don't catch a cold again." Yang Guo's tone was harsh, directly ordering her to leave.

After a moment's hesitation, Li Mochou reluctantly climbed out of bed, walked to the door, and glanced back at Yang Guo, her eyes sparkling.

"You heartless little devil, your skills are getting more and more sophisticated. Come to my room tonight, I want more." Li Mochou uttered these lewd words, opened the stone door, and walked out.

The stone gate closed again.

Yang Guo's legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the stone bench. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He felt as if he had just escaped death.

Just then.

"Squeak—"

The wardrobe door was slowly pushed open.

Huang Rong, wrapped in a large Taoist robe, stepped out from inside.

Her face was so dark it seemed to drip water. Her peach blossom eyes were fixed on Yang Guo, burning with raging anger.

Yang Guo swallowed hard, slid off the stone bench, and knelt directly on the ground.

"Rong'er, let me explain..."

Huang Rong walked step by step to Yang Guo, looking down at him.

"An explanation? What explanation do you have?" Huang Rong gritted her teeth. "What a 'special method'! What a 'taken advantage of and then denying it'! Guo'er, you really have some skills!"

Yang Guo grabbed Huang Rong's leg and cried out loudly in protest.

"Rong'er, you've misunderstood! Ouyang Feng practiced the Nine Yin Manual in reverse and sealed Li Mochou's acupoints. He forced me to use this method to unseal them, and if I refused, he would kill me! I was only doing this to save my life!"

Yang Guo started talking nonsense.

Huang Rong kicked Yang Guo away.

"Save your life? I think you're enjoying it!" Huang Rong pointed at the jade bed. "That vixen was screaming so loudly just now, and you were quite skilled at it! Were you clearing her veins?"

Yang Guo quickly got up and hugged Huang Rong's waist again.

"Heaven and earth bear witness! My feelings for Rong'er are as clear as day! I was just putting on an act earlier to get rid of her as soon as possible so I could be alone with you!"

Huang Rong sneered repeatedly.

"Playing along? You're putting on quite a show." Huang Rong reached out and pinched Yang Guo's ear, twisting it hard. "Do you think I'm a three-year-old? I heard that vixen's words clearly when she left. 'Come to my room tonight, I want more.' So you're going to continue this act tonight, aren't you?"

Yang Guo winced in pain and begged for mercy repeatedly.

"No way! I'd rather die than go! I'm not going anywhere tonight!"

Huang Rong released her grip and looked at him coldly.

"You little thief, your mouth is full of lies, not a single word of the truth!" Huang Rong's tone was icy. "I originally thought you were suffering in this ancient tomb, so I came all the way to see you. I never imagined you were living a life more carefree than a god. Surrounded by beauties, enjoying the blessings of two women. I, Huang Rong, was truly blind to have believed your nonsense!"

Seeing that Huang Rong was truly angry, Yang Guo knew that he couldn't fool her with words alone. He gritted his teeth and used his trump card.

He stood up and pulled Huang Rong into his arms.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" Huang Rong struggled.

Yang Guo held her tightly with his arms like iron hoops.

"Rong'er, you can hit me or scold me, I'll accept it all. But I will never allow you to doubt my feelings for you!" Yang Guo looked directly into Huang Rong's eyes, his tone impassioned. "You gave me my life. Without you, I would have starved to death on the streets long ago. I practiced martial arts for you, and I stayed in this Ancient Tomb for you. If you truly feel I've betrayed you, then kill me with a single blow right now! I won't fight back!"

Looking at Yang Guo's face so close to hers and listening to his impassioned declaration, Huang Rong's anger miraculously dissipated by more than half.

She was an extremely protective woman who was easily swayed by gentle persuasion but resistant to force. Yang Guo's domineering yet affectionate demeanor precisely struck at her weak spot.

She stopped struggling and let Yang Guo hold her.

"You little rascal, all you do is try to coax me with those words," Huang Rong sighed, her tone softening. "If you truly cared for me, why did you go and provoke that vixen?"

Yang Guo knew when to stop and quickly backed down.

"Rong'er, please understand, it really wasn't me who provoked her. We're completely innocent. There's really nothing between us!" Yang Guo explained in a humble voice.

Huang Rong reached out and punched Yang Guo in the chest.

"Don't think you can get rid of me with a few nice words," Huang Rong warned. "I'll remember this. If I find out you're still entangled with that vixen, I won't let you off the hook!"

Yang Guo nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Rong'er, don't worry, I'll avoid her from now on!"

Huang Rong rolled her eyes at him and pushed him away from her embrace.

"Alright, stop arguing with me." Huang Rong straightened her Taoist robe. "I've been sitting in this wardrobe for ages, I'm all sweaty. Does this ancient tomb have a place to bathe?"

Yang Guo's eyes lit up.

"Yes! There's a natural hot spring behind here, the water temperature is just right. I'll take you there right now!"

Looking at Yang Guo's impatient appearance, Huang Rong knew perfectly well what he was planning. A slight, alluring smile appeared on her lips.

Actually, Huang Rong misunderstood. Yang Guo had no other thoughts at the moment; he just wanted to get rid of Huang Rong's attention as soon as possible.

The two walked out of the stone chamber one after the other and headed towards the hot springs in the back mountains.

"Guo'er, is your 'special technique' really just for unblocking meridians?"

"Of course! If Rong'er feels uncomfortable, I can massage you. Remember how I satisfied you back then..."

Huang Rong was a little embarrassed when talking about the past.

"You little thief, what mischief are you up to now...?"

"I'm innocent, Rong'er! This is pure internal energy massage, a cure-all!"

The sound faded into the distance, disappearing at the end of the dark passageway.

Meanwhile, in another stone chamber...

Li Mochou lay on the bed, savoring the blissful feeling she had just experienced.

"That little rascal, his skills are getting better and better," Li Mochou muttered to herself. "I'm going to make him serve me well tonight."

She rolled over, a smug smile spreading across her face.

That woman surnamed Huang, so what if you're the leader of the Beggars' Sect? Yang Guo's heart will belong to me, Li Mochou, sooner or later!

He won't go back to Xiangyang with you.