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

On the banks of the Han River.

The river breeze rustled the reeds on both banks.

Yang Guo pulled on the reins and dismounted.

He casually tied the reins to the trunk of an old willow tree by the river.

The river flows swiftly, crashing against the rocks on the bank.

He walked to the water's edge, bent down, and scooped up a handful of cold river water, splashing it on his face.

The icy river water stimulated his skin, calming the agitation in his mind considerably.

He straightened up and regulated his breathing.

The pure internal energy accumulated over sixteen years within his body rapidly circulated through the eight extraordinary meridians, following the route of the Nine Yin Manual.

The power of Guo Jing's palm strike still lingered in his meridians.

The fierce power of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, combined with Guo Jing's decades of profound internal strength, made its power ridiculously great.

Yang Guo knew very well that if Guo Jing hadn't held back his strength at the end, he probably wouldn't even have the strength to stand here now.

Just then, the sound of rapid hoofbeats came from the official road.

Yang Guo turned his head away.

A red horse was seen galloping towards the riverbank.

A beautiful figure on horseback, dressed in a light green silk skirt.

The red horse stopped beside the willow tree.

Huang Rong deftly dismounted and tied the reins.

She walked to Yang Guo's side, the river breeze lifting her skirt and outlining her graceful figure.

"Running so fast, you don't even care about your internal injuries?"

When Huang Rong spoke, her tone lacked the usual authority of the Beggars' Clan leader; instead, it was full of concern.

"Uncle Guo, please have mercy, I won't die."

Yang Guo patted the water off his hands and said calmly.

Huang Rong walked up to him, stared into his eyes, and spoke softly, yet every word hit the nail on the head.

"That last finger of yours was meant to kill him."

Yang Guo did not refute.

Meeting Huang Rong's gaze, he frankly admitted, "Yes, I really wanted to kill him at that moment."

Huang Rong showed no anger whatsoever.

Instead, she took a step forward, stretched out her right hand, and gently pressed it on Yang Guo's chest.

A gentle stream of Nine Yin True Qi flowed from her palm into Yang Guo's body, helping him to regulate his turbulent and chaotic Qi and blood.

"Brother Jing has practiced internal energy for over thirty years, day and night, without ceasing, regardless of the weather. You've only been practicing for a few years?"

Huang Rong's palm touched his clothes as she spoke softly.

"It's foolish of you to use your weaknesses to attack his strengths."

Yang Guo looked at the woman so close to him and asked, "You don't blame me for having murderous intent?"

Huang Rong chuckled softly.

She raised her other hand and stroked Yang Guo's cheek.

"You're my man, and I know better than anyone what you're planning."

"You have great ambitions; you want to hold the whole world in your hands."

"When you see Brother Jing standing in your way, you want to move him aside; that's a man's nature."

Yang Guo grabbed the hand that was stroking his cheek and kissed it.

"Aren't you afraid I'll really kill him and make you a widow?"

"You can't kill him."

"You won't kill him either!"

Even if you aren't Yang Guo, Guo Jing's nephew, you're still a kind person. Guo Jing will still treat you like a nephew!

Huang Rong pulled her hand back and took the opportunity to straighten his disheveled Taoist robe collar.

"You are only twenty years old, yet you have the Quanzhen Sect at your disposal and have mastered the Nine Yin Manual. Given time, your achievements will surely surpass those of Brother Jing."

Yang Guo took the opportunity to put his arm around her waist and pull her into his embrace.

Huang Rong let out a soft cry and placed her hands on his chest, but did not push him away forcefully.

"I'm eager to conquer the world, and I'm also eager to make you stand tall and proud beside me."

Yang Guo lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

This statement strikes at Huang Rong's weak spot.

Her body went limp, and she leaned completely into Yang Guo's arms.

In the desolate wilderness, with no one around, this secluded solitude allowed her to let down her guard.

"The world cannot be conquered in a day. What you need to do now is to lay a solid foundation."

Huang Rong's voice became soft and sweet.

"You've just taken over the Quanzhen Sect, so you have to take things one step at a time."

Yang Guo's large hand roamed restlessly over her back.

"Aren't you hot with your clothes buttoned up so tightly today?"

Huang Rong glared at him, exuding charm.

"What kind of clothes can I wear in the Marshal's Mansion?"

"If anyone else heard the bastards you uttered last night, we'd be finished."

There's no one else here.

With a flick of his finger, Yang Guo unbuttoned the first button on her collar.

Huang Rong quickly pressed his hand down.

"Stop fooling around, it's broad daylight. What if someone walks by?"

"Who would come to this desolate place?"

Yang Guo didn't stop, and took the opportunity to unbutton the second button.

Her light green skirt was open, revealing her snow-white undergarment underneath.

Huang Rong gave up resisting.

She buried her face in Yang Guo's neck, letting him do as he pleased.

Yang Guo carried her, and the two walked to a sheltered patch of grass by the river and sat down.

Yang Guo let Huang Rong sit on his lap and reached out to brush away the stray hairs from her forehead.

"You ran out looking for me, and Uncle Guo asks what you'll say?"

"I told you I was going out to buy some medicinal herbs, and Brother Jing won't ask any questions."

Huang Rong leaned on his shoulder, her breathing gradually becoming rapid.

"You're getting better and better at lying to him," Yang Guo teased.

Huang Rong reached out and pinched the soft flesh on his waist.

"It's all your fault!"

"I, the dignified leader of the Beggars' Sect, have now become a woman who is full of lies."

Yang Guo laughed loudly and took Huang Rong's hand.

I like you just the way you are.

The two cuddled in the bushes for a while, but Yang Guo didn't go too far.

He buttoned up Huang Rong's collar again and straightened her skirt.

"Do you think Lü Wende will try to test me last night, or will he make any further moves today?"

Yang Guo changed the subject and asked.

Huang Rong leaned against his chest and pondered for a moment.

"Lu Wende is a cunning old fox. He brought Zhao Fan here to test you, because he wanted to find out the Quanzhen Sect's true strength."

"You showed off your skills last night, and now he's wary of you."

"As long as you don't touch the military's interests, he won't easily cause you trouble."

"What if I insist on moving it?"

Yang Guo twirled a strand of Huang Rong's hair with his fingers and asked with a playful expression.

"What are you planning to do?" Huang Rong immediately became alert.

"Half of the black market business in Xiangyang City is in the hands of Lü Wende's confidants."

"For the Quanzhen Sect to develop, collecting protection fees alone is not enough."

"I've got my eye on those grain shops and medicine stores in the west of the city," Yang Guo said bluntly.

Huang Rong immediately shook her head.

"Don't do anything reckless. Military rations and medicines are Lu Wende's Achilles' heel."

"If you touch him now, he will definitely use Jing-gege's hand to suppress you."

"That's why I need to expand my intelligence network through hidden agents," Yang Guo said with a cold laugh.

"Lu Wende is dishonest; Sun Laosan must have a copy of the ledgers for embezzling military funds."

"Once I get the account books, I can not only control Lü Wende, but also make him obediently give up the shops in the west of the city."

Looking at the man in front of her, who was more than ten years younger than her, Huang Rong was filled with mixed emotions.

His shrewdness and methods far surpassed those of his peers.

She was even somewhat relieved that she was on his side.

"You always act in such unconventional ways, but remember, Xiangyang City is not like Zhongnan Mountain; the waters here run very deep," Huang Rong cautioned.

Yang Guo lowered his head and bit her earlobe, whispering ambiguously, "Can Shui Zaichen compare to Chief Huang?"

Huang Rong blushed instantly and pinched his arm hard.

The two then engaged in another playful fight.

After calming his breathing, Yang Guo looked at the river and suddenly spoke.

"I need to leave Xiangyang for a while."

Huang Rong immediately sat up straight: "Where to?"

"Dali".

"The stone tablet left by Wang Chongyang says that if one wants to break through to the fourth rank of the One-Finger Divine Skill, one must go to the Duan family in Dali to seek an opportunity."

"With my current skill level, I would only be able to take a beating if I encountered a truly top-tier master. I must seek a breakthrough as soon as possible," Yang Guo said, revealing his plan.

Huang Rong frowned.

"Dali is a long way away, and the Duan family has many experts. It would be too dangerous for you to go alone."

"I'll take Wushuang with me. She's quite skilled in light footwork and can help me with some chores," Yang Guo replied.

"If you take that girl away, who will take charge of the intelligence department in Xiangyang?" Huang Rong retorted.

"So I plan to make arrangements in Xiangyang before I go to Dali."

Yang Guo squeezed Huang Rong's fingers.

"Wushuang went to Fujulou to collect the account books today. Once she has sorted out the hidden agents, I will set up the intelligence department."

"After we leave, I'll need you to take good care of things in Xiangyang."

Huang Rong sighed.

"You've expanded your operations so much, yet you're just washing your hands of it and running off to Dali. Aren't you afraid I'll swallow your intelligence department whole?"

"You won't," Yang Guo said confidently.

"You are my woman, and what's mine is yours."

"Besides, with you, the female strategist, secretly helping us, who can possibly cause any trouble in Xiangyang?"

Huang Rong was amused by him.

"Don't flatter me. When are you planning to leave?"

"Once Wushuang has subdued Sun Laosan's gang, obtained the account books, and settled Cheng Ying, I will set off," Yang Guo replied.

When Cheng Ying was mentioned, Huang Rong's expression became somewhat unnatural.

"You bullied her in front of so many people last night, and now she's too scared to even leave the house."

"She's just too shy," Yang Guo said dismissively.

"As her senior, you should talk to her and tell her that following me, Yang Guo, won't make her feel wronged."

Huang Rong rolled her eyes at him.

"You dare to think of anything? If my father found out, he'd skin you alive."

"Even if Master Huang comes, I still dare to call you 'good sister' to his face."

As Yang Guo spoke, he leaned over and kissed Huang Rong on the lips again.

Huang Rong pushed him away, stood up, and tidied her hair.

"It's getting late, I have to go back to the city. If I stay out too long, Brother Jing will become suspicious."

Yang Guo also stood up, walked to the old willow tree, untied the reins, and led the horse over.

"You go back first, I'll stay by the river a little longer."

Yang Guo led Huang Rong's red horse over and handed it to her.

Huang Rong mounted her horse.

She looked down at Yang Guo, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"Come back early, I'll leave the door open for you tonight."

Yang Guo raised an eyebrow: "Is Chief Huang extending an invitation?"

Huang Rong blushed and pulled on the reins.

"Come if you want, don't come if you don't!"

Before the words were even finished, the red horse had already reared up and galloped along the official road toward Xiangyang City.

As Yang Guo watched Huang Rong's departing figure, the pent-up emotions in his heart vanished.

He stretched his shoulders and turned to look at the surging river.

The One-Finger Divine Skill of the Duan family of Dali is famous throughout the world.

Wang Chongyang exchanged his Innate Skill for One-Finger Divine Skill precisely to counter Ouyang Feng's Toad Skill.

Currently, his One-Finger Divine Skill is still at the fifth level. In order to successfully travel to Dali, he must first train it to the fourth level.

The reason for the rapid progress was that I had taken two Nine-Turn Life-Reversing Pills, which greatly increased my internal strength.

However, now, my internal strength has reached a bottleneck, and relying solely on my own hard work will make progress far too slow.

I must find new opportunities to improve myself.

As a time traveler, his greatest advantage is his familiarity with the locations of various opportunities.

For example, the Sword Tomb outside Xiangyang City.