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

Huang Rong was secretly alarmed.

Yang Guo's application of the Qiankun Technique has taken another step forward compared to when he was at Zhongnan Mountain.

Instead of forcibly pressing Cheng Ying's meridians, he placed several small energy locks around a few key acupoints.

The Qi Lock is connected to the Qi Sea. Once Cheng Ying forcibly circulates her Qi, the Fallen Flower True Qi in her body will first hit these barriers and then be drawn back to the Qi Sea.

As a result, the more Cheng Ying tried to resist, the more chaotic her internal body became.

If someone else were to solve this, they would most likely just use brute force to break through.

But such a surge might not be enough for Cheng Ying's meridians to withstand.

Huang Rong withdrew half of her internal energy and instead used the Nine Yin Manual to slowly circle around the outer edge.

Cheng Ying looked at her and asked anxiously, "Senior Sister, how is it?"

Huang Rong remained silent for a moment.

"There is indeed a different kind of true energy."

Cheng Ying's eyes reddened again.

"Since you've already investigated, you should believe me."

"I believe you," Huang Rong said.

Cheng Ying's expression relaxed.

Huang Rong spoke again.

"But this energy cannot be forcibly removed."

Cheng Ying was taken aback.

Huang Rong's fingertips were still pressing on her wrist pulse, her tone neither hurried nor slow.

"This true energy is trapped outside your Qi Gate, and it has split into three parts."

"If you forcefully break it open with external force, your Falling Petal True Qi will rebound."

"At best, the meridians will be damaged, making it difficult to fight for three months."

"In severe cases, the dantian will be damaged, and future internal energy cultivation will likely come to a standstill."

Cheng Ying's face turned even paler.

"So, I'll just let him control me?"

Huang Rong looked at her for a moment.

"It's not that it can't be solved, it just needs to be done slowly."

"How long will it take?"

"It takes anywhere from seven days to half a month."

"I can't wait."

Cheng Ying said urgently, "He's right here in the mansion. If we don't capture him tonight, who knows what other troubles might arise tomorrow!"

Huang Rong gently pressed down on her wrist.

"Haste makes waste. If you really want to beat him, you must first calm yourself down."

Cheng Ying closed her eyes, barely managing to suppress the anxiety in her heart.

Huang Rong then asked, "You said you wanted to set up an array, where do you plan to place the array's core?"

Although Cheng Ying was unwilling, she still replied, "There is a Taihu stone next to the waterside pavilion in the backyard. The area under the stone is damp, which is suitable for hiding the fuse."

"There is a bend in the corridor on the east side at a distance of thirty-seven steps, which can be used as a maze."

"There is an old cave in the artificial hill to the west, where a copper bell can be placed."

"As soon as he enters the formation, the bell will ring, and I will know his location."

After hearing this, Huang Rong thought to herself, "Wow, that's impressive!"

Cheng Ying had only been in the manor for half a day, yet she had already gotten to know the terrain of the backyard pretty well.

Only someone with extremely deep thoughts could do this.

"Junior Sister, do you know that this is the Marshal's Mansion, not Peach Blossom Island?"

Huang Rong slowly said, "Every patrol post and every hidden agent in the mansion is connected to the defense of Xiangyang City."

"If you activate the mechanisms without permission and disturb the soldiers in the front yard, I won't be able to cover for you when your brother Jing comes back and asks about it."

Cheng Ying lowered her head.

"Senior sister, I won't do anything reckless."

"You just asked to borrow Beggar Clan disciples to guard the Gate of Life."

Cheng Ying fell silent.

Huang Rong released her wrist, got up and took a small porcelain bottle.

"Here is a Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pill. Take it first; it will protect your heart meridian."

"Do not use your internal energy tonight, do not set up any formations, and do not test Yang Guo again."

Cheng Ying took the porcelain bottle, her fingertips resting on the stopper.

"Is my senior sister still unwilling to help me get him?"

Huang Rong looked at her.

"It's not that we don't want to help, it's just that the timing isn't right."

"When is the best time?"

"The best time is when you can take action."

Although Huang Rong's words were unclear, they calmed Cheng Ying's heart slightly.

Huang Rong is the leader of the Beggars' Sect. She always plans things carefully before acting. Since she said she would take action, she was not just making excuses.

Cheng Ying nodded slowly and swallowed the pill.

As the medicine entered my stomach, a cool sensation slowly spread, and the turmoil in my dantian was immediately suppressed somewhat.

Her face regained some color, and her breathing became much more stable.

Huang Rong sat back down on the edge of the bed, the hem of her robe slipping open a little as she moved, revealing a section of her fair and delicate ankle.

After she realized it herself, she raised her hand and straightened the hem of her clothes.

Cheng Ying didn't notice these details.

She whispered, "Senior sister, Yang Guo is a master of pretense."

"During the day, in the hall, he bowed his head and admitted his mistake in front of Da Wu and Xiao Wu, but his words were full of traps."

"If it weren't for Senior Sister's keen observation, Da Wu and Xiao Wu would probably still think they had done a great service today."

Huang Rong's heart stirred.

Cheng Ying's judgment was quite accurate.

Yang Guo's victimhood act certainly won't fool smart people.

Whether you can fool someone or not is one thing; whether you can expose them face to face is another.

The two Wu brothers were foolish, and Yang Guo was just going with the flow, pushing them to the forefront to use their strength against them.

"Junior Sister, now that you've seen through his trap, you should understand even more that he wouldn't bring you into the manor without a reason."

Cheng Ying raised her head.

Huang Rong said, "If he really wanted to harm you, he would have had plenty of opportunities along the way. Since he sent you to see me, it means he also has something to tell me."

"What does he want his senior sister to know?"

Huang Rong did not answer.

Just then, a very light breeze swept past outside the window.

Huang Rong's ear twitched slightly.

Those were neither the footsteps of night patrol soldiers nor the secret signals of Beggars' Sect disciples.

The newcomer moved with extreme lightness, concealing her presence with remarkable clarity. Had she not already removed the hidden sentries from the backyard, she might not have been able to enter so easily.

It is the Golden Goose Skill of the Quanzhen School.

Huang Rong tightened her grip on the fan, then relaxed it again.

The window bolt was lifted little by little.

Cheng Ying, with her back to the window, was adjusting her sleeves and didn't notice anything amiss.

Huang Rong looked up.

A figure flipped over the windowsill and landed silently.

The newcomer was dressed in gray cloth clothes, his long hair was casually tied up, and the Dali iron ring on his right index finger gleamed dimly in the candlelight.

It's Yang Guo.

He entered the room without making a sound, only looking at Huang Rong, raising a finger to his lips and gently pressing it.

Huang Rong's chest heaved a little faster, but she still maintained her composure.

Cheng Ying continued to whisper, "Senior sister, what he left in my body must be related to that Qiankun Technique."

"If we can figure out how this technique works, we might be able to turn the tables and subdue him."

"Our Peach Blossom Island possesses the art of reversing the Eight Trigrams; I can try to deduce it..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo's eyebrows twitched, and a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.

Huang Rong glared at him.

Yang Guo did not retreat. Instead, he took two steps along the wall, just avoiding the candlelight behind Cheng Ying, and stood three feet behind her.

This position is extremely tricky.

If Cheng Ying didn't turn around, she would never have seen him.

If Huang Rong were to speak up to warn him, she would reveal a flaw first.

Huang Rong cursed him in her heart for being ridiculous.

Although she had cleared out the backyard of the Marshal's Mansion, Cheng Ying was right in front of her.

This junior sister is meticulous. Once she realizes Yang Guo's presence, the whole scheme for tonight will be brought to the forefront.

At that point, no matter which side Huang Rong takes, she will find it difficult to extricate herself from the situation.

Yang Guo seemed to sense her concerns and gently clasp his left hand inside his sleeve.

A wisp of weak Yang energy emanated from his fingertips. It did not directly touch Cheng Ying, but circled halfway around the ground, following the cracks in the blue bricks, and quietly reached Cheng Ying's feet.

Huang Rong saw it clearly.

This move wasn't intended to attack her meridians, but rather to use the shared energy to activate the energy lock within her body.

The force wasn't strong, but it was just enough to make Cheng Ying's Qi Sea react, making it difficult for her to continue concentrating on deducing the formation.

Cheng Ying had only spoken halfway when her brows furrowed tightly, and her hand instinctively pressed against her lower abdomen.

"Senior...Senior Sister...I'm so hot..."

Cheng Ying's voice was broken and fragmented. She lay face down on the cold blue brick floor, clutching her lower abdomen tightly with both hands.

Her legs began to twist uncontrollably, and her green dress was scraped and disheveled on the ground.

Her pretty face was flushed red, her eyes were glazed, and she could only gasp for breath, without even the strength to get up.