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

Xiaolongnu reached out her left hand and steadily supported Yang Guo's back as he fell backward. She then squatted down and gently laid him flat on the bluestone slab, her movements so gentle that they made no sound.

Lu Wushuang sheathed her curved sword and ran quickly down the steps, with Huang Rong following closely behind, carrying her dog-beating stick. The two squatted on either side of Yang Guo.

Xiaolongnu straightened up, turned to look at the crowd in the courtyard, and asked in a flat, emotionless voice, "Who hurt him?"

Khodu, clutching the bloody welt on her neck, squeezed half her body out from the ranks of armored soldiers and shouted, "Where did this wild girl come from, daring to interfere in the affairs of my Great Mongol Empire..."

Before she finished speaking, Xiaolongnu flicked her right sleeve, and a white silk ribbon flew out from her sleeve, crossing a distance of three zhang and accurately striking Huo Du's left cheek.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap rang out, and Huo Du was sent flying into the air, tumbling twice before crashing heavily onto the muddy ground.

He opened his mouth and spat out two bloody molars. Half of his face was swollen high, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even say a word.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding Mongol soldiers all raised their spears and aimed them at the steps.

The Golden Wheel Monk raised his right hand to stop the armored soldiers from charging forward. With a flick of his fingers, the five metal wheels that had been suspended in mid-air flew back into his hand.

He gazed at the thin frost forming on the rim of his wheel, his fingers slowly turning the prayer beads. He sneered, "Such pure, extremely cold true energy! This young woman has already reached the mid-stage of the Innate Realm; the Central Plains martial arts world truly harbors hidden dragons and crouching tigers. However, to think you can stop this old monk with only mid-stage Innate Realm cultivation is far from enough!"

Xiaolongnu didn't respond at all. She reached behind her waist with her right hand and drew the Lady's Sword. The cold blade reflected the moonlight, casting a cold glint on the courtyard wall.

"Take him inside," she said to Huang Rong and Lu Wushuang without turning her head.

Huang Rong immediately supported Yang Guo under his armpits with both hands, while Lu Wushuang lifted his legs. Together, the two carried Yang Guo into the room and carefully placed him on the bed.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King took a step forward, and when his right foot landed, it shattered the bluestone slab into several pieces. Immediately afterwards, he threw out the bronze wheel with his right hand.

The rapidly spinning bronze wheel, accompanied by a whistling sound, headed straight for Xiaolongnu's vital point on her chest.

Using the Ancient Tomb Sect's footwork, Xiaolongnu moved two feet to the side with lightness, and thrust out her Lady's Sword with perfect accuracy, the tip of the sword striking the hole in the center of the bronze wheel.

With a slight flick of her wrist, the bronze wheel instantly changed its trajectory, crashing into the right-side courtyard wall with a deafening roar, collapsing half of it and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Without giving him a chance to breathe, the Golden Wheel Monk immediately threw out an iron wheel with his left hand, which flew swiftly along the ground and attacked his lower body.

Little Dragon Girl lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her whole body rose several feet into the air. The iron wheel flew past her feet with great difficulty, and with a "crack", it cut off a corner of the step.

While in mid-air, Xiaolongnu waved her left sleeve, and a white silk ribbon flew out like a serpent, tightly wrapping around the wrist of Jinlun Fawang. A surge of extremely cold true energy was rapidly transmitted through the white silk ribbon.

The meridians in the Golden Wheel Dharma King's arm contracted upon contact with the cold, causing his movements to pause briefly.

He snorted coldly and immediately activated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill. His powerful internal energy surged out, causing the white silk to snap in two.

Using the force of the recoil, Xiaolongnu gracefully landed back in her original spot.

Inside the room, Huang Rong placed her fingers on Yang Guo's left wrist at the Cun, Guan, and Chi points. After a moment, she withdrew her hand, her expression extremely grave: "His pulse is extremely erratic. He forced Hong Qigong's palm force onto his right arm, causing 70% of the meridians in his right arm to break, and even his internal organs suffered considerable damage."

Lu Wushuang was sweating profusely with anxiety. While wiping the cold sweat from Yang Guo's forehead with a cloth from her bosom, she anxiously asked, "Then how can we save him?"

Huang Rong quickly took out a cloth bag from her waist, poured out three Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pills, and handed them over: "Feed him these first to protect his heart meridian."

Lu Wushuang quickly pried open Yang Guo's teeth and stuffed the pill into his mouth. She then picked up the cool tea on the table and carefully fed it to him.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, Darba was raising his golden pestle, preparing to attack Xiaolongnu from the side.

Huang Rong, carrying her dog-beating stick, strode out of the room and blocked Darba's path. She tapped the ground with her bamboo staff and said coldly, "Great monk, your opponent is me."

Although Darba couldn't understand Chinese, he understood the other party's provocation and immediately raised his golden pestle and smashed it down on his head.

This golden pestle, carrying the force of a thousand pounds, brought forth a howling gust of wind.

Huang Rong naturally wouldn't take the blow head-on. Instead, she used her Ling'ao Step to nimbly circle behind Darba, and with her bamboo staff, she struck out like a venomous snake, accurately hitting Darba's Weizhong acupoint behind his knee.

Darbat felt his right leg buckle and he uncontrollably knelt on one knee. He then roared and swung his arm around the ground.

Huang Rong braced her bamboo staff against the ground, using the momentum to spring up lightly, narrowly avoiding the sweeping blow of the golden pestle. The two then engaged in a fierce battle.

When the Golden Wheel Dharma King saw that Darba had been stopped, he finally put away his contempt.

He held a wheel in each hand and struck the gold and silver wheels together violently, instantly producing an extremely piercing shriek.

This sharp sound contains a powerful internal force that specifically targets and harms a person's mind.

Xiaolongnu frowned slightly, but the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra she cultivated emphasized purity of mind and few desires, making her extremely resistant to this kind of sonic attack.

Undeterred, she launched a preemptive strike, her Lady's Sword instantly transforming into a dense net of swords that blanketed the Golden Wheel Monk.

His swordplay was incredibly fast, with each move targeting the enemy's vital points.

The Golden Wheel Monk brandished his twin wheels and parried with all his might, the sound of weapons clashing so densely it was like a torrential downpour.

The two exchanged more than thirty blows in the blink of an eye. Xiaolongnu's swordsmanship became faster and faster, and her extremely cold true energy continued to invade within three feet of Jinlun Fawang, forcing his movements to slow down.

The Golden Wheel Monk keenly sensed that the woman's martial arts were subtle and unpredictable, a style specifically designed to counter his own fierce and powerful style.

He knew he couldn't delay any longer, so he simply gave up on defense and let the Lady's Sword pierce straight toward his left shoulder.

The sharp sword tip pierced through the red robe, but was firmly blocked by the thick layer of true qi protecting his body. It only penetrated half an inch into his flesh before it could not go any further.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Golden Wheel Monk suddenly struck out with his right palm, unleashing the full power of the nine levels of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, crushing the opponent with overwhelming force.

A terrifying palm wind pressed down on her head, and Xiaolongnu had no choice but to immediately draw her sword to defend herself. At the same time, she waved her left hand and used a white silk ribbon to tightly wrap around the right arm of the Golden Wheel Monk.

However, an irresistible force surged forth like a tidal wave, and Xiaolongnu suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, as if her internal organs were violently shaken.

She was forced to loosen the white silk, and her body uncontrollably staggered back more than ten steps until her back slammed heavily against the door frame, barely managing to stop.

"Pfft—" Little Dragon Girl felt a sweet taste in her throat and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The bright red spots fell on her snow-white clothes, looking particularly glaring.

The gap in internal energy between the mid-stage of the Innate Realm and the Grandmaster Realm cannot be completely bridged by exquisite techniques alone.

The Golden Wheel Monk casually drew the longsword from his left shoulder and threw it on the ground, saying in a chilling tone, "Female benefactor, you are already quite strong to have forced this old monk to use his full strength." With that, he picked up the heaviest lead wheel from the ground and approached the door step by step. With each step he took forward, his aura grew stronger.

Seeing this, Lu Wushuang did not hesitate to grab his curved sword and stand in front of Xiaolongnu, gripping the hilt tightly with both hands and pointing the tip of the sword at the approaching Golden Wheel Monk.

Meanwhile, Yang Guo, lying on the bed, swallowed the Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pill, and the medicine gradually dissolved, protecting his heart meridian.

He could vaguely hear the sounds of fierce fighting outside, and he could also smell the extremely familiar, chilling true energy in the air.

This time, however, there was a faint smell of blood mixed in with this true energy.

Yang Guo forced open his eyes despite the excruciating pain. His gaze passed through the open door and immediately fell upon the shocking bloodstains on Xiaolongnu's white robes.

His eyes were bloodshot as he desperately tried to stand up, but his crippled right arm was numb, and a tearing pain shot through his chest.

Just then, the Kanli Technique within his body was subjected to intense pressure from the external Grandmaster's Qi, and coupled with the pull of the Jade Maiden's True Qi in the air, it began to operate uncontrollably on its own.

Two streams of Nine Yin True Qi, one positive and one negative, converged wildly in Yang Guo's dantian. The True Qi, which had been barely maintaining a balance, began to spin wildly like a vortex due to the overwhelming anger in Yang Guo's heart.

The Golden Wheel Monk had already reached the bottom of the steps, raising his heavy lead wheel high, as if about to smash it down on Little Dragon Girl.

Little Dragon Girl wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and silently picked up the Lady's Sword that had fallen to the ground.

With a cold and fearless gaze, she poured all the remaining extreme cold energy in her body into the sword.

In an instant, the clear blade emitted a series of mournful hums, as if making a final, desperate struggle.