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

"Senior sister, are you resting?"

But it was Cheng Ying's voice that came from outside the door.

Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, and half of the passion in her heart was instantly extinguished.

She took a deep breath, adjusted the neckline of her robe to cover most of her exposed chest, and then spoke.

"We haven't rested yet, junior sister, come in."

The door was pushed open, and Cheng Ying changed into a simple dress and re-combed her hair, but there was still a look of fatigue in her eyes.

After entering the house, she first turned around and latched the door, then listened to the sounds coming from the courtyard.

The night watchman's drum had just finished beating outside, the wind blew through the corridor, the lanterns swayed twice, and no one spoke in the courtyard.

Huang Rong saw this and already had a plan in mind.

Cheng Ying's actions were not the usual behavior of a junior sister coming to reminisce at night; rather, she had something important to say and did not want a third party to hear it.

She had taken Cheng Ying's pulse during the day.

Within Cheng Ying's meridians, the true qi of fallen petals should have flowed through the Shaoyang and Jueyin meridians, remaining continuous and not dissipating.

However, now there is another wisp of Yang energy occupying the Qi Sea area, which neither harms one's foundation nor retreats.

Huang Rong recognized the method used by that thing.

The Secret of Heaven and Earth.

This technique is based on the balance of Yin and Yang. If practiced to a high level, the Qi can be drawn together, allowing one to replenish oneself by borrowing the Yin Qi from others.

Yang Guo's innate vital energy was not stable, and he also practiced the reverse Nine Yin Manual, causing two streams of true energy to run in parallel. If he did not rely on the Qiankun Technique to harmonize them at all times, he would inevitably run into trouble sooner or later.

The mark on Cheng Ying's body was neither an ordinary acupoint strike nor a poison technique.

It's more like a hidden clasp.

By controlling the Qi Sea (a point on the back of the head), Cheng Ying was also prevented from speaking.

"Junior Sister, it's late, why aren't you resting in your room?"

Huang Rong placed the fan on her lap and pointed to the round stool next to her.

"Sit down and talk slowly."

Cheng Ying did not sit down.

She walked up to Huang Rong, gathered her skirt, and knelt straight down on the blue brick floor.

Huang Rong paused her movements, then reached out to help.

"What are you doing? We both come from Peach Blossom Island, how can you talk like this?"

Cheng Ying raised her face, her eyes already glistening with tears, but she forced herself not to lose her composure.

"Senior sister, if I don't kneel today, I'm afraid I'll never have another chance to explain myself."

Huang Rong's hand froze in mid-air, then returned to her sleeve after a moment.

She sat up straight and softened her tone.

"Speak."

Cheng Ying bit her lip.

"Yang Guo is no good person."

As these words were spoken, the candlelight inside the room flickered slightly, casting long shadows of the two people on the wall.

Huang Rong did not respond.

Cheng Ying's courage grew a little when she saw that she didn't scold her.

"On the way, I intended to go find my cousin, but I ran into him halfway. He first used his status as the leader of the Quanzhen Sect to intimidate me, and then used a strange skill to control my meridians."

"Strange kung fu?"

"Yes."

Cheng Ying placed her hand below her lower abdomen, and her voice became much softer.

"After that heat entered my body, it lingered near my dantian. When I used the Falling Petal Heart Technique, it would turn around and intercept my true energy. If I stopped practicing, it would remain still and undisturbed."

She paused, her face paling even more.

"This method is extremely insidious; it neither harms my life nor makes my life easy."

"As long as he gets close or secretly activates it, my meridians will become disordered, my limbs will become weak, and I won't even be able to speak clearly."

As Huang Rong listened, she gently gripped the handle of the fan with her fingers hidden in her sleeve.

Cheng Ying's statement was not an exaggeration.

The Qiankun Technique was not originally considered an evil martial art; it emphasizes the interchange of Kan and Li, and the balance of water and fire.

However, when this method fell into Yang Guo's hands, it took on a more unconventional flavor.

That kid has a solid foundation in the Nine Yin Manual and has also taken the Nine-Turn Reversal Pill, so his internal strength is far superior to that of his peers.

Furthermore, since the innate primordial energy condenses into an inner pearl, once the true energy invades another person's body, it is difficult to expel it using ordinary mental techniques.

Cheng Ying's cultivation level was not weak, but it was still at the acquired level.

The Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm relies heavily on footwork and palm techniques; its internal strength has not yet reached a state of perfection. When faced with such a powerful and domineering force, it can only defend and cannot attack.

"Junior Sister, please continue."

Cheng Ying raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and spoke a little faster.

"In the main hall during the day, I was about to reveal my identity to my senior sister and ask her to make the decision, but he stood behind me and just pressed on my shoulder, and half of my internal energy became disordered."

"He even attacked me at the city gate in front of many people. Outsiders couldn't tell the difference and just thought I was a coward, but I knew myself that I could barely stand at that time!"

"Senior sister, he did it on purpose."

Huang Rong lowered her eyelashes, concealing the emotions in her eyes.

deliberately.

Of course it was intentional.

If Yang Guo really wanted to keep things hidden, Cheng Ying might not even have had the chance to enter the Marshal's Mansion.

He deliberately let Cheng Ying in and made her speak, which simply put this situation in front of Huang Rong.

This little thief wasn't afraid of Cheng Ying reporting him.

He was forcing Huang Rong to choose.

Huang Rong cursed inwardly, but on the surface, she maintained the composure befitting a Madam Guo.

"What do you want me to do with him?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ying straightened her knees slightly.

"Please help me expel that heat."

"As long as my Qi Sea is not restricted, I can set up a small array in the mansion."

"The formations of Peach Blossom Island do not emphasize killing, but rather confinement and restraint."

"By using the artificial hill, waterside pavilion, and corridor in the backyard, and having a few Beggar Clan disciples guard the entrance, we can trap him for half an hour."

Huang Rong looked up at her.

When Cheng Ying talked about the formation, her expression became much calmer than before.

"Within half an hour, even with his superb lightness skill, he will find it difficult to leave the formation."

"At that time, Senior Sister will use the Dog-Beating Stick Technique to cut off his retreat, and then invite Master Guo back to interrogate him."

"If he can explain himself clearly, let him go; if he cannot, the Quanzhen School cannot protect him."

Huang Rong gently shook her round fan.

"Junior Sister, you've planned this all out."

Cheng Ying whispered, "I don't want to hurt him."

She paused, then added another sentence.

"I'm doing this for his own good. He's young and his martial arts skills have improved too quickly. If no one keeps him in check, he'll cause a huge disaster sooner or later."

Hearing these words, Huang Rong felt a strange unease.

She understood.

Cheng Ying resented Yang Guo, feared Yang Guo, but also wanted to control Yang Guo.

Every word she spoke was about rules, innocence, and the traditions of Peach Blossom Island, but in reality, she wanted to trap people in a formation and bring them into a framework she could control.

How could Huang Rong possibly hide this thought from her?

Which woman from Peach Blossom Island is simple?

Lu Wushuang is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Even with a knife in hand, she would protect Yang Guo first if things really got into trouble.

Cheng Ying is different.

She doesn't care about short-term arguments; she wants to set up a plan.

If she really succeeds, Yang Guo will probably be controlled by her from now on, no matter who he meets, what he says, or which path he takes, all under the guise of "for your own good".

Thinking of this, Huang Rong felt a surge of jealousy and wariness.

But she can't show it.

Not at least not now.

"Junior Sister, get up first," Huang Rong said.

Cheng Ying simply shook her head.

"If Senior Sister does not agree, I will not get up."

Huang Rong sighed and extended her right hand.

"Then let me check your pulse first."

Cheng Ying hesitated for a moment, but still handed over her wrist.

Huang Rong placed two fingers on the Cun Guan Chi, and a stream of Nine Yin True Qi probed into her meridians.

She probed very slowly, her true energy passing through the wrist meridian, through Quze, into Shaohai, and then down along the Ren meridian.

Cheng Ying's body stiffened slightly.

Huang Rong, however, did not stop.

The Nine Yin True Qi is Yin in nature, and after entering the body, it should nourish silently.

However, when the true qi reaches below the middle of the abdomen, it encounters a wisp of yang energy blocking the pulse point.

That wisp of Yang energy wasn't coarse, but it was extremely refined and deeply concealed.

An ordinary person examining Cheng Ying's pulse would only assume that Cheng Ying had abundant qi and blood, and would never be able to find the source of this.