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

Yang Guo stood in the center of the stone chamber, his pale golden aura not yet completely dissipated, the residual heat from his fingertips distorting the air slightly.

At this moment, he felt the energy in his dantian flowing like a great river, endless and unstoppable. The previous feeling of emptiness was replaced by a powerful destructive urge.

This was a sense of control he had never felt before. He looked at the three women in front of him, a fire burning brightly in his heart.

"Guo'er, don't be silly." Huang Rong gripped the dog-beating stick tightly, but her heart was pounding.

She had witnessed the power of that finger strike with her own eyes. She wasn't afraid of a real fight, but she was worried about hurting Yang Guo. More importantly, she feared revealing herself in front of the other two women. What if, in the heat of the fight, Yang Guo used one of their secret techniques? Where would she put her face then?

"Chief Huang, I'm not joking."

Yang Guo patted his chest, his gaze sweeping over Huang Rong's sweat-dampened collar, then down to Xiaolongnu's bare feet, finally settling on Li Mochou's ample waist and hips. "The Seven Masters of Quanzhen, when united, are far more powerful than a one-on-one fight. If I can't handle the pressure of this encirclement, wouldn't going up to the Tongtian Arena in half a month be suicide?"

Xiaolongnu pursed her lips. She thought to herself: Guo'er is right. But she was also worried that her senior sister might not be careful. Although her senior sister had lost her internal energy, her "Three No's and Three No's Hand" technique was still ruthless and cunning. If it accidentally injured Guo'er's face, she would be heartbroken.

"Since you want to try, then give it a try." Little Dragon Girl took a step forward, her plain white Taoist robe swaying in the lamplight.

Li Mochou snorted coldly, rubbing her thigh, which was sore from Yang Guo's pinch, feeling extremely frustrated. She wanted to teach this brat a lesson, but she was also afraid that Huang Rong and Xiaolongnu would find out that she and Yang Guo had already consummated their marriage.

"Alright, since the future sect leader has such a refined interest, we, as 'seniors,' should naturally accompany you in your practice." Li Mochou emphasized the word "seniors," but quickly glanced at Yang Guo with a flirtatious look that only Yang Guo could understand.

Yang Guo laughed heartily, then suddenly pushed off with his feet, using the bizarre "Snake-like Leap" movement technique. He slid across the ground, his target being Huang Rong's lower body.

"Good lad!" Huang Rong laughed and scolded, wielding the Dog-Beating Stick with great skill, and with a move called "Slanting Strike on Tiger's Back," she struck Yang Guo's shoulder.

Her move seemed fierce, but she was actually holding back. She thought to herself: If I knock him down with one blow, he'll definitely lose face in front of the other two women. He's very concerned about his image, so I have to teach him a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Yang Guo twisted his body, completely ignoring the dog-beating stick, and with both hands in tiger claw shape, went straight for Huang Rong's waist.

Huang Rong was shocked. This wasn't a martial arts contest; it was clearly public flirting! She hurriedly withdrew her staff and went back to defend, her steps slightly unsteady.

Just then, Xiaolongnu's palm struck. Her intention was to help Yang Guo share Huang Rong's burden, and her palm lightly patted Yang Guo's back.

"Guo'er, be careful!" Little Dragon Girl shouted.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Yang Guo reached out and precisely grabbed Xiaolongnu's wrist. Xiaolongnu didn't try to struggle; she leaned forward with his force, almost crashing into Yang Guo's arms.

Yang Guo casually tickled her palm and teased in a low voice, "Teacher Long, your palm strike isn't even as hard as cotton. Have you not eaten?"

Xiaolongnu's face flushed. She looked at Huang Rong and saw that Huang Rong was busy tidying up her skirt, which Yang Guo had messed up, and hadn't noticed them. She was slightly relieved.

Li Mochou noticed something amiss from the side. Although she lacked internal energy, her eyesight was incredibly sharp.

Huang Rong was holding back so much water it was practically overflowing, and that junior sister was practically throwing herself into his arms. What kind of martial arts competition was this? It was practically Yang Guo building a harem!

"Are you two even capable?" Li Mochou, though secretly aggrieved, deliberately shouted to hide her embarrassment, "Chief Huang, is that dog-beating stick of yours a needle? Junior Sister, is that fighting or throwing yourself into someone's arms?"

As Li Mochou spoke, she lunged forward. Although she lacked true qi, her moves were ruthless and experienced. She formed her five fingers into a hook, aiming straight for Yang Guo's throat.

Yang Guo was secretly delighted to see Li Mochou attacking. This Li technician was the most amusing; she was clearly in great pain inside, but she kept putting on a brave face.

He sidestepped to avoid his throat, deliberately creating an opening. Li Mochou grabbed his shoulder with one claw, only to find that Yang Guo's skin was as slippery as an eel—that was the Bone Shrinking Technique from the Nine Yin Manual.

Yang Guo pulled her along, and Li Mochou lost her balance, falling onto Yang Guo.

Yang Guo's hands were not idle. One hand wrapped around Li Mochou's slender waist, while the other hand subtly grabbed her pert part.

"Ugh..." Li Mochou bit her lower lip. This little thief is really going crazy!

Huang Rong watched everything clearly from the side. Her long-standing jealousy was churning violently inside her.

You rascal Yang Guo! I've been working so hard to train you in martial arts, afraid of hurting you, and you're taking advantage of the competition to hug and cuddle with these two vixens!

The force of Huang Rong's dog-beating stick suddenly increased.

"Take this!" Huang Rong used the move "Parting the Grass to Find the Snake," and the emerald green tip of her staff whistled as it pierced towards Yang Guo's waist.

This move really showed that she was angry.

Yang Guo sensed the strong wind and knew that his first wife was angry. He quickly pushed Li Mochou away and rolled away to avoid it.

"Chief Huang, you're trying to murder your own family!" Yang Guo almost let it slip.

Xiaolongnu also sensed that something was amiss. She noticed that in Huang Rong's gaze towards Yang Guo, besides the concern of an elder, there was also an indescribable, ambiguous meaning.

Could it be that Huang Rong also had a relationship with Guo'er...?

Little Dragon Girl was also unhappy. "Guo'er is my husband; we've already paid our respects to heaven and earth."

Thus, the duel became extremely strange.

Whenever Huang Rong wanted to teach Yang Guo a lesson, Xiaolongnu would always intervene, seemingly attacking Yang Guo but actually blocking the attack for him.

Whenever Xiaolongnu wanted to engage in close combat with Yang Guo, Li Mochou would use various underhanded tricks to separate the two.

Whenever Li Mochou wanted to teach Yang Guo the "Hidden Needle Technique," Huang Rong's Dog-Beating Stick would appear precisely between the two of them.

Yang Guo stood in the middle, blocking left and right.

He discovered he couldn't measure the upper limit at all. Because they were all putting on an act, dragging each other down.

She wanted to show off her martial arts skills to Yang Guo, but she didn't want other women to take advantage of him.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Yang Guo suddenly jumped out of the circle and shouted three times.

He looked at the three women, panting. Each of them was disheveled and flushed.

Huang Rong's Taoist robe collar was askew, revealing a glimpse of her fair skin. A few strands of Xiaolongnu's hair fell loose, clinging to her sweat-drenched cheeks. Li Mochou, exhausted from lacking internal energy, leaned against the stone table, panting heavily.

"What kind of martial arts competition is this?" Yang Guo slapped his thigh in annoyance. "Are you three putting on a shadow puppet show? Chief Huang, your staff could have clearly hit me just now, why did you stop? Teacher Long, your palm strike came at me, I hadn't even used any force, and you fell to the ground first. Is this how you stage an accident?"

Yang Guo then looked at Li Mochou: "And you, Technician Li. Where are you grabbing with those claws? Is this a martial arts contest or a massage?"

The three women reacted differently after he retorted.

Huang Rong snorted coldly: "I was just afraid that your meridians were still in good condition and couldn't withstand heavy techniques."

Little Dragon Girl said calmly, "I just think that it's enough to stop when you've struck a blow."

Li Mochou rolled her eyes: "I don't have any internal energy, so it's not bad that I can fight like this."

Yang Guo knew perfectly well that all three women were faking it.

They were both wary of each other and protecting themselves.

If he continues fighting like this, he won't improve at all. Once he's on the fighting stage, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen won't play these ambiguous games with him.

"No. There's no point in practicing like this." Yang Guo's eyes darted around, and his acting skills as an award-winning actor instantly came online.

He looked distressed and sighed deeply, "Alas. It seems I am destined to die at the hands of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. You all can't bear to hit me, but those Taoists of Quanzhen are ruthless."

When the Quanzhen Sect was mentioned, Yang Guo deliberately lowered his voice, his tone revealing a hint of disgust.

"Especially that Yin Zhiping. On the surface, he seems like a gentleman, but behind the scenes, he's a complete scoundrel."

Yang Guo looked at Huang Rong and began to make arrangements.

"Chief Huang, you don't know. That Yin Zhiping often bullies us disciples without backgrounds under the guise of instructing us in martial arts on the mountain. He stole the sect's elixirs and tried to frame me. He spied on Master Long practicing in the back mountain, and when I caught him, he even tried to kill me to cover it up. If someone like that becomes the sect leader, I will have no chance of staying in the Quanzhen Sect."

Huang Rong's eyebrows shot up in disgust. She already disliked the scheming in Yin Zhiping's letter, and now, after hearing Yang Guo's words, her loathing for Yin Zhiping reached its peak.

"How dare such a despicable person talk about morality?" Huang Rong spat.

Yang Guo pressed his advantage: "Therefore, I must win. But how can I win if you guys are going easy on me?"

He walked to the middle of the three women, a wicked smile playing on his lips. The smile, illuminated by the lamplight, looked incredibly sinister, causing the three women's hearts to skip a beat.

"To keep the competition going, we need to establish some rules," Yang Guo cleared his throat. "We need a reward and punishment system."

"Rewards and punishments?" Li Mochou's interest was piqued. "How will the rewards and punishments be conducted?"

Yang Guo looked at Li Mochou, his gaze sweeping over her long legs.

"It's simple. We'll fight in rounds. In this round, whoever can leave a mark on me—without using internal force, just using techniques to hit my vital points—wins. I can grant her one request. Any request."

Yang Guo deliberately emphasized the word "any".

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. Any requests? Could that mean she could let this little thief sneak into her room tonight, free from the interference of those two vixens?

Little Dragon Girl was thinking: Could I ask him to tell me another story for another night, or... could we do another role-playing session?

Li Mochou's thought was even more direct: make him obediently cooperate with me to have a child!

"And what if you win?" Huang Rong asked, raising an eyebrow.

Yang Guo chuckled, rubbed his hands together, and could no longer hide his cunning expression.

"If I win, the three of you will be punished."

"What punishment?" the three women asked in unison.

Yang Guo pointed to the stone bed next to him, then to his own shoulders and legs.

"You're being punished by washing and massaging my feet. And you have to do it the way I want."

As Yang Guo spoke, his gaze swept back and forth between the three women. In his mind, he could already picture Huang Rong squatting on the ground washing his feet, Xiaolongnu massaging his back, and Li Mochou feeding him grapes.

This life is so good, I wouldn't trade it for even a god.

"Pah! Vulgar!" Huang Rong blushed slightly and cursed softly, but secretly she felt a little expectant. This little thief's requests were always absurd and exciting.

"Guo'er, your rules are... unfair." Although Xiaolongnu felt embarrassed, she had a fujoshi complex, and this kind of punishment with role-playing elements aroused her curiosity.

"Whether it's fair or not, we'll only know after we fight." Yang Guo resumed his fighting stance, his inner strength gathering at his fingertips. "This time, anyone who holds back is disrespecting me, Yang. Anyone who drags me down will be punished twice over if I win!"

Yang Guo's tone became serious.

The three women exchanged a glance. This time, the atmosphere completely changed.

If what happened just now was flirting, now it's a battle for favor.

Nobody wants to lose.

If you win, you can have one of Yang Guo's requests all to yourself.

If you lose, you'll have to do those humiliating things for this little thief in front of the other two women.

"Alright! I accept this rule!" Li Mochou was the first to speak up. Although she lacked internal energy, she had plenty of underhanded tricks up her sleeve.

"I accepted it too." Little Dragon Girl's gaze was firm.

Huang Rong gripped the Dog-Beating Stick tightly and snorted coldly, "Guo'er, you asked for this. Don't blame me for being ruthless when you beg for mercy later."

The light inside the stone chamber flickered.

This time, Huang Rong did not hesitate. She moved like lightning, her Dog-Beating Stick turning into a flurry of afterimages—the Beggars' Sect's trump card move, "No Dogs Under Heaven."

Little Dragon Girl was not to be outdone. Her movements were graceful, her hands flitting like butterflies among flowers, and the Jade Maiden Palm technique unleashed a series of deadly moves, each aimed directly at Yang Guo's vital points in the chest.

Although Li Mochou lacked internal energy, she seized opportunities and constantly flanked Yang Guo. A handful of pebbles appeared in her hand; though lacking the toxicity of the Ice Soul Silver Needles, they were enough to distract Yang Guo's vision when flung out by her skill.

Yang Guo felt immense pressure. This was exactly the kind of special training he wanted!

He let out a long shout, and the energy of his One-Finger Divine Skill surged forth.

"laugh--!"

A golden light flashed, shattering Huang Rong's staff shadow.

He sidestepped Xiaolongnu's palm strike, then swung his hand back with a "chop" technique, aiming a blow at Li Mochou.

Li Mochou gasped and leaned back. Yang Guo seized the opportunity to pounce, charging into the encirclement of the three women like a hungry wolf.

He was no longer simply defending; he wanted to show these stunning women who the true masters of this place were.

Inside the stone chamber, a strong wind howled and delicate shouts rang out continuously.

Yang Guo's acting prowess kicked in once again. He continued fighting while also verbally provoking her.

"Chief Huang, your staff technique is all messed up. Are you thinking about your demands for tonight?"

"Teacher Long, that palm strike missed. Were you reluctant to hit your student?"

"Technician Li, get ready! This move is called 'Breast Grabbing'... cough, it's called 'Double Dragons Playing with a Pearl'!"

Yang Guo moved like a phantom, weaving between the three women. His internal energy was now fully integrated, giving him boundless stamina.

He discovered that the pressure exerted when these three women truly joined forces was indeed immensely beneficial to him. While the formations of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen were exquisite, they were nowhere near as formidable as the combined might of these three women.

After all, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen wouldn't look at him with those captivating eyes during a fight.

In the midst of the fierce battle, Yang Guo spotted an opening.

Huang Rong opened up the middle lane to launch a preemptive attack.

Xiaolongnu's movements became slightly hesitant as she tried to protect Huang Rong's flanks.

Yang Guo laughed heartily, then suddenly shrank back, using his Bone-Contraction Technique to squeeze through the gap between the two.

"Got you!"

Yang Guo's hand precisely wrapped around Huang Rong's waist.

With his other hand, he seized Xiaolongnu's pulse point.

With a gentle flick of his foot, he tripped Li Mochou, who was preparing to launch a sneak attack, and pulled her into his arms.

Kill three birds with one stone!

Inside the stone chamber, the air seemed to freeze.

Yang Guo single-handedly subdued several of the most outstanding women in the martial arts world at the same time.

"Gentlemen, it seems I've won this round."

Yang Guo's voice was smug.

Huang Rong, Xiaolongnu, and Li Mochou were huddled together like a human pyramid.

"Yang Guo...you little thief..." Huang Rong's voice was as soft as water.

Yang Guo chuckled and whispered in Huang Rong's ear, "Chief Huang, don't be impatient. Our punishment has only just begun."

He looked at the other two.

"Teacher Long, Technician Li, are you ready to fulfill your promise?"