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

Lu Wushuang sat opposite him, head down, shoveling rice into her mouth. She didn't dare take too much food, her movements extremely restrained. Yang Guo, having finished eating and drinking, put down his chopsticks and picked up a coarse cloth from the table to wipe his mouth. He felt quite satisfied looking at Lu Wushuang's submissive appearance. This girl needed to be disciplined; once her thorns were pulled out, she'd naturally behave herself.

"After you finish eating, wash the dishes, then go to the yard and fill the water vat. If you don't finish, there's no dinner tonight," Yang Guo said, standing up.

Lu Wushuang tightened her grip on the chopsticks and gritted her teeth as she replied, "Yes."

Yang Guo stepped out of the main house with his hands behind his back. He had been staying at Chongyang Palace for the past few days, busy cleaning up the mess left by Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing. He promoted his cronies, publicly revealed the Chongyang Sword Technique, and with a series of combined moves, he had the entire Quanzhen Sect completely subdued. Even the fourth-generation disciples didn't dare utter a sound in his presence.

He had a rare moment of leisure this afternoon. He glanced at the sky and decided to return to the Tomb of the Living Dead. He hadn't been back since becoming the sect leader.

Following the secluded forest path behind the mountain, Yang Guo moved swiftly. The internal energy of the Nine Yin Manual circulated in his meridians, and he ran for half an hour without breaking a sweat.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the ancient tomb, Yang Guo skillfully pushed aside the outer stone slabs and slipped into the dimly lit passageway.

The ancient tomb was eerily quiet. Yang Guo followed the route he remembered to the main stone chamber. The stone door wasn't closed tightly, leaving a crack.

He pushed open the door and went inside. Only Xiaolongnu was in the stone chamber. Li Mochou was nowhere to be seen.

Little Dragon Girl, dressed in a thin, plain white gauze dress, lay on her side on the jade bed. She propped her head up with one hand, while toying with a jade hairpin in the other. The gauze dress clung to her body, outlining her extremely alluring curves.

Hearing footsteps, Xiaolongnu sat up. Seeing that it was Yang Guo, she threw the jade hairpin aside, jumped off the cold jade bed, and quickly walked to Yang Guo.

"How has your bid for the sect leader gone these past few days?" Little Dragon Girl asked with a hint of reproach in her voice, but her arms naturally wrapped around Yang Guo's waist.

Yang Guo casually put his arm around her and patted her back twice. "That went very smoothly. I took over the Quanzhen Sect. Now I am the leader of the Quanzhen Sect."

Xiaolongnu took a half step back, sizing Yang Guo up and down. "You, a fourth-generation disciple, really want to be the sect leader? Do you think those old Taoist priests will agree to that?"

Yang Guo briefly recounted what happened at the Tongtian Arena and how he later uncovered the evidence of Yin Zhiping's treason.

After listening, Xiaolongnu not only didn't find the rules of the Quanzhen Sect annoying, but clapped her hands in delight. "Good! Well done! I used to hate those stinky Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect the most, always spouting benevolence and morality, but behind their backs they were all thieves and prostitutes. But now that you're in charge, things are different. With the Quanzhen Sect in your hands, it will definitely be able to surpass other sects in the future."

Hearing this, Yang Guo exclaimed, "Good heavens!" This woman's double standards were utterly unreasonable. Just a few days ago she was calling him a Taoist priest, and now she's immediately praising him.

"Of course. With your husband here, what can't I handle?" Yang Guo boasted shamelessly.

Xiaolongnu moved closer to Yang Guo, wrapping her arms around his neck. She slightly tiptoed, her nose almost touching Yang Guo's chin.

"Now that we've finished our business, shouldn't we take care of some personal matters?" Little Dragon Girl lowered her voice, her tone carrying a clear hint.

Her hand moved down Yang Guo's back, her fingertips gently circling his waist through his Taoist robe.

Yang Guo's scalp tingled. A wave of soreness surged from his lower back. He hadn't actually given his due these past few days, but his reserves were long since depleted. With Huang Rong and Xiaolongnu taking turns, his meager reserves were long gone. Now he was just a paper tiger, all bark and no bite. If he were to actually go into battle, he definitely wouldn't last a day. If he showed any weakness, his reputation as a seasoned veteran would be completely ruined.

A man's pride is paramount; he absolutely cannot say no.

Yang Guo grabbed Xiaolongnu's mischievous hand and pressed her against his chest. He put on a stern face and pretended to be extremely serious.

"Not today." Yang Guo's tone was firm, his refusal extremely decisive.

Little Dragon Girl frowned, her face full of confusion. "Why? You haven't touched me for days." Her tone carried a hint of regret.

"I just took over as sect leader, and these past few days, to keep those old Taoist priests in check, I've been forcibly circulating my pure Yang Qi every day. The true Qi in my meridians is very unstable now," Yang Guo said, offering a pre-prepared excuse that sounded plausible. "I must preserve my primordial Yang and spend a few days in seclusion to completely stabilize my cultivation. Otherwise, I could easily suffer a qi deviation. You don't want me to lose all my martial arts, do you?"

Little Dragon Girl knew martial arts and knew that sexual intercourse was indeed forbidden when one's internal energy was breaking through. She sighed and withdrew her hand.

"Alright then. Martial arts are the most important thing." Little Dragon Girl compromised.

Yang Guo breathed a long sigh of relief. He had finally managed to fool them.

But before he could catch his breath, Xiaolongnu suddenly turned and walked to the center of the stone chamber. She sat down on a large stone chair, her right leg crossed over her left. Her fair, jade-like feet peeked out from the slit in her gauze skirt, swaying in mid-air.

Xiaolongnu looked at Yang Guo, a sly glint in her eyes. She'd already been influenced by Yang Guo to become a fujoshi (a female fan of yaoi/BL), and loved playing pranks. Since they couldn't go all out, they'd find another way to play.

She became quite engrossed in the role-playing game she played last time.

She shuffled to the stone bench, plopped down, and casually crossed her right leg over her left, the toes of her shoes swaying back and forth.

Yang Guo's eyelids twitched. This manner was exactly the same as when he had dealt with Lu Wushuang in the lobby that morning.

"Little Guozi, what are you still standing there for? Come here and massage my legs." Little Dragon Girl raised her chin and spoke in a pretentious tone.

Yang Guo stared wide-eyed, frozen in place.

Again? And those lines sound so familiar. He just used that same trick to flirt with Lu Wushuang at Chongyang Palace this morning, and now the retribution has fallen on his own head this afternoon. This karma has come way too fast.

"Are you just standing there waiting to die? Get over here and serve me!" Little Dragon Girl raised her eyebrows and slapped the armrest of the stone chair. She maintained her empressly demeanor with unwavering composure, exuding an aura of power.

Yang Guo's lips twitched. He knew that Xiaolongnu was indulging in her acting. He walked over, squatted down beside Xiaolongnu's legs, and gently pounded her calves with his fists.

"Didn't you eat? Put in some effort." Little Dragon Girl leaned back in her chair, criticizing her.

Yang Guo increased the pressure on his hands.

"Didn't eat? Put some effort into it." Little Dragon Girl snorted coldly, verbatim repeating Yang Guo's lines from that morning, "A little higher. Your thighs are sore. Yes, right there. Also, you didn't even greet me when you saw me earlier. Have you forgotten all the rules?"

Yang Guo cursed inwardly. This woman was definitely doing it on purpose. He could only follow Xiaolongnu's instructions, slowly moving his fist upwards. Through the thin gauze dress, he could clearly feel its amazing elasticity.

"Little Guozi, you lack basic manners as a servant." Little Dragon Girl's eyes were full of mockery. "Your master has been working hard all morning, and you can't even say a nice word? Call me master."

Yang Guo gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "Master."

"Your voice is too harsh. Try again." Little Dragon Girl retorted without hesitation. "Make your voice more delicate, and lift your breath. You need to contort your throat, imagine you're trying to please someone who can decide your life or death. Come on, repeat after me, Master—"

Xiaolongnu deliberately controlled her voice, which was extremely suppressed and charming, making it very lethal.

As Yang Guo listened to this authentic teaching, veins bulged on his forehead. He simply sat down on the ground, spread his hands, and adopted a posture of absolute refusal.

"Your Majesty, this servant is truly exhausted today. Do with me as you see fit," Yang Guo began to whine.

Little Dragon Girl stretched out her right foot, and with her toes, she lifted Yang Guo's chin. Her toes were rounded, and her nails were neatly trimmed.

"Little Guo, I think you're quite handsome. If you serve me well, I'll reward you handsomely." Little Dragon Girl looked down at Yang Guo, her eyes full of mockery.

Yang Guo was forced to raise his head, his gaze following the shapely, fair legs upwards. His seasoned instincts stirred a burning heat within him, his mind filled with obscene images. But the aching in his lower back constantly reminded him that he absolutely mustn't act impulsively.

"This servant dares not. This servant only wishes to serve Your Majesty wholeheartedly. But Your Majesty's demands are beyond my ability to fulfill!" Yang Guo gritted his teeth, playing along with her act. All he wanted now was to end this torment as soon as possible.

Seeing that he remained unmoved, Xiaolongnu intensified her efforts. Her toes traced down Yang Guo's chin, past his Adam's apple, and landed on his chest. She gently rubbed his chest through his clothes with her toes.

"Dare not? I think you're quite bold." Little Dragon Girl leaned forward, her neckline slightly open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and an eye-catching cleavage.

Yang Guo turned his face away, forcing himself not to look at the provocative scene. He frantically chanted the Heart-Cleansing Mantra in his mind. Lust is a double-edged sword; if he couldn't control himself today, he wouldn't even be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

"Your Majesty, please have some self-respect. This servant is a crippled man and unworthy of Your Majesty's grace." Yang Guo held firm to his bottom line, even preparing an escape route. He directly put himself in the role of a eunuch, extinguishing Xiaolongnu's hopes.

Xiaolongnu stopped what she was doing. Looking at Yang Guo's unyielding attitude, a surge of anger welled up inside her. She had tried to provoke him for a long time, but this blockhead hadn't reacted at all.

"Enough nonsense. I'm going to have my way with you today." Little Dragon Girl pulled hard. "Let go of my hand. Disobeying my decree will result in the extermination of your entire family."

"This servant is an orphan, with no relatives to be executed," Yang Guo rolled on the ground, using all his strength to protect the plate. "If Your Majesty is truly thirsty, how about this servant goes outside and catches two strong men to replenish your harem?"

These words only fueled Xiaolongnu's anger.

"Yang Guo! You're asking for it!" Xiaolongnu's subordinate increased the force of her blows.

The two rolled around on the ground, struggling for the time it takes to burn half an incense stick.

Yang Guo gritted his teeth and refused to let Xiaolongnu gain any advantage.

Xiaolongnu stopped what she was doing, her expression turning cold. She stood up, straightened her disheveled clothes, and looked down at Yang Guo, who was lying sprawled on the ground. Her initial arousal had completely turned into anger.

"Useless thing!" Little Dragon Girl shouted angrily, raising her right leg high and kicking Yang Guo hard in the buttocks.

Caught off guard, Yang Guo was kicked forward and tumbled twice on the bluestone slab before coming to a stop.

"Get out! Don't enter the ancient tomb today!" Little Dragon Girl shouted, pointing at the stone door.

Yang Guo rubbed his sore shoulder as he got up, dusting himself off.

"This servant takes his leave. Your Majesty, please rest early." Yang Guo cupped his hands in greeting, turned around, and strode out of the stone chamber.

He moved with lightning speed, faster than a rabbit.

Stepping out of the ancient tomb, Yang Guo stood in the open space outside, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. Once this woman goes crazy, she's truly unmanageable.