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

The three followed the Divine Eagle through the pile of rocks. The mountain path became narrower and narrower, and the sound of the water crashing against the rocks grew louder and louder.

After going around a mountain wall, a large pool of water appeared ahead.

A white ribbon cascaded down from the highest cliff top, crashing straight into the pool, splashing water everywhere and making a deafening sound as it hit the water's surface.

The Divine Eagle stopped by the pool, turned to look at Yang Guo, and pointed with its iron beak at the flat-topped boulder directly below the waterfall, which had been smoothed by the constant flow of water over the years.

Yang Guo looked in the direction it was pointing.

The rock was directly opposite the place where the current was strongest; the immense force of the water crashing down from the sky all struck that rock.

Yang Guo swallowed.

"You want me to stay down there?" Yang Guo asked loudly, pointing at the rock.

The Divine Eagle made two gurgling sounds in its throat and nodded.

"Go to hell!" Yang Guo turned and left. "That water has the force of tens of thousands of pounds. If my body went in, not even bones would be left. I can't do this job. I'm going back."

He took Lu Wushuang's hand and was about to return the way he came.

The eagle wouldn't have it. It took two steps forward and swung its right wing horizontally.

The powerful wind pressure was aimed directly at Yang Guo's face.

Yang Guo was prepared; he channeled his Nine Yin Manual into his legs, pinning his feet firmly to the ground.

The Divine Condor's wing strike was incredibly powerful; the pebbles beneath Yang Guo's feet shattered, causing him to lose his balance and fall straight into the deep pool.

The water splashed up to a height of more than a person.

The pool water was extremely cold. Yang Guo surfaced, wiped the water droplets from his face, and yelled at the shore, "You hairy beast, are you ungrateful? I just shared some snake meat with you!"

The eagle stood on the shore, ignoring him completely, and continued to point down the waterfall with its iron beak.

Yang Guo didn't want to suffer, so he swam towards the shore, chose a spot far from the Divine Condor, grabbed the edge of the rock with both hands, and prepared to climb up.

The Condor Hero took two steps forward, placing one foot on the stone between Yang Guo's hands, and barked at him.

"Okay, you're good." Yang Guo let go and changed direction.

Yang Guo tried three times, but each time he was blocked by the Divine Eagle. This big bird is fast and strong, and Yang Guo has no way to deal with it now.

"Husband, just listen to the eagle," Lu Wushuang called out from the shore. "It brought you here, it must be to teach you unparalleled martial arts."

"Stop standing there talking without understanding the situation. Come down here and try it yourself!" Yang Guo replied irritably.

Having no other choice, Yang Guo turned around and swam towards the bottom of the waterfall.

The stones at the bottom of the water were covered with moss and were extremely slippery. With each step Yang Guo took, he had to channel his inner energy into the soles of his feet to firmly grip the stone surface.

The force of the water flow became more terrifying closer to the center; he felt as if he were carrying a mountain on his shoulders as he walked forward.

The water splashing from the edge of the boulder stung my face.

He reached out and grabbed the edge of the boulder, using his arms to pull himself up.

Just as his upper body emerged from the water, a horizontal current slammed into his chest.

Yang Guo grunted, his hands slipped, and he was thrown back into the water.

He steadied himself underwater and exhaled a string of bubbles.

"Is this some kind of training or suicide mission?" Yang Guo cursed inwardly.

But he knew that if he didn't overcome this hurdle, the sword intent within him would always be a hidden danger.

He swam back to the boulder.

This time he was smarter; he stayed close to the side of the boulder, avoiding the area with the strongest current.

Clutching the cracks in the rocks with both hands and bracing their feet against the rock face, they slowly moved upwards.

After finally climbing onto the flat surface of the boulder, before they could even stand firmly, a jet of water poured down from directly above.

An irresistible pressure struck, and Yang Guo's knees buckled, forcing him to kneel on the stone.

The water rushed down my head, making it impossible to open my eyes and causing my breathing to become disordered.

He circulated the red and black primordial energy beads in his dantian, and the Nine Yin True Qi spread throughout his body as he tried to stand up.

He had only gone halfway up when the water flow changed direction slightly, and the pressure shifted to the left. Yang Guo stumbled and was swept off the boulder, falling back into the deep pool.

He rolled around in the water twice before surfacing, gasping for breath.

This is simply unbearable for a human being.

The essence of heavy swordsmanship lies in its depth and solidity. When Dugu Qiubai practiced his sword here, he must have used the pressure of the flowing water to hone his sword intent.

Yang Guo wiped the water from his eyes. The medicinal power of the twenty-five snake galls he had just swallowed was rapidly integrated into his meridians under the flow of water, and the wound on his back did not reopen.

ashore.

Lu Wushuang watched Yang Guo being swept into the water again and again, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up.

"Cousin, look at how pathetic my husband looks." Lu Wushuang tugged at Cheng Ying's sleeve. "He's usually so capable, but now he's been taken care of by a bird."

Cheng Ying stood to the side, the hem of her pink Taoist robe already wet from the splashing water. She watched Yang Guo suffer in the water, feeling quite relieved.

After being tormented by him all night and verbally abused by him this morning, Cheng Ying's lips curled into a smile as she watched him being completely subdued by a bird.

"Brother Yang, please take care of yourself," Cheng Ying called out, raising her voice. "This eagle is doing this for your own good. Don't let its good intentions go to waste. Spending more time in the water is good for your meridians."

Yang Guo heard it clearly from underwater.

He floated on the water, pointing at Cheng Ying and cursing, "You heartless bitch, wait till I get up here, I'll see how I deal with you!"

Cheng Ying stood on the shore, confident and fearless: "Brother Yang, you'd better stand still before you start bragging."

Upon hearing Cheng Ying's voice, the Divine Condor turned and glanced at her.

It took a step forward and flapped its right wing.

The wind pressure rushed straight towards the two women.

"Ah!" Lu Wushuang screamed.

Before Cheng Ying could react, she lost her balance and the two of them fell off the bank, crashing into the deep pool with two thuds.

The pool water was extremely cold, and Cheng Ying, who couldn't swim, thrashed about in it, swallowing two large mouthfuls of water.

Seeing this, Yang Guo swam over, grabbed Cheng Ying by the waist, and lifted her out of the water.

"Weren't you shouting so loudly just now? Why are you suddenly mute?" Yang Guo lifted her out of the water.

Cheng Ying lay on Yang Guo's chest, panting heavily.

"Let me go!" Cheng Ying struggled.

"Let you go? If I let you go, you'll sink to the bottom." Yang Guo tightened his grip, holding her even closer.

Cheng Ying's pink Taoist robe was already small, and now it was completely wet, clinging tightly to her body, the fabric sticking to her skin, revealing every curve of her body.

Two of the already tight buttons at the collar burst open as the water pulled them apart.

Large expanses of fair skin were exposed, and water droplets slid down her collarbone.

Yang Guo put his arm around her waist, and the two of them pressed their bodies together.

The buoyancy of the water made Cheng Ying's body feel light, and the coldness of the pool made her instinctively shrink into Yang Guo's arms.

Yang Guo's body was circulating pure Yang energy, radiating heat.

Cheng Ying pressed herself against him, and the Qiankun Technique imprint in her dantian sensed the pure yang energy and immediately activated.

A fire rose deep within the body that had just been shivering in the cold water.

Her two legs uncontrollably wrapped around Yang Guo's waist, clamping him tightly.

"You woman, you talk a good game, but your actions don't lie." Yang Guo looked down at her. "Weren't you quite the talker on the shore? Keep going."

Cheng Ying was filled with shame and indignation. She wanted to loosen her legs, but the desire for the mark made her completely disobey her will.

She could only bury her face in Yang Guo's shoulder, without saying a word.

Lu Wushuang wasn't much better off either.

She had taken off her outer garment, and was only wearing a red bodice underneath. The outer garment she had put on came undone when she fell into the water and floated away with the current.

The red bib was soaked in water and stuck to the two small steamed buns.

She clung to Yang Guo's arm, her body swaying with the water's waves, constantly rubbing against his arm.

"My lord, the water is so cold," Lu Wushuang said sweetly. "Take us up quickly."

"Go up? The Condor is guarding it up there." Yang Guo led the two of them to swim towards the edge of the waterfall.

"Where are you taking us?" Cheng Ying asked, looking up as she realized they were going the wrong way.

"Go down there," Yang Guo said, pointing to the waterfall.

"I don't want to go! The current is so strong there, I'll get crushed!" Cheng Ying struggled.

"You have no choice, this eagle is doing this for your own good." Yang Guo returned her words verbatim, tightening his grip on her body.

He swam to the edge of the boulder and pushed Lu Wushuang up first.

Lu Wushuang climbed onto the boulder, but the water cascaded down, and she lay flat on the rock, unable to stand up.

Yang Guo helped Cheng Ying climb up.

The heavy pressure of the water crashed down on the two of them. Cheng Ying cried out in surprise and hugged Yang Guo tightly.

Yang Guo circulated his inner energy and held her protectively in his arms.

The water washed over their bodies, tearing Cheng Ying's clothes and widening her neckline.

Yang Guo's body was as hard as iron, resisting most of the water pressure. Cheng Ying was close to him, feeling that power.

The combined stimulation of water pressure and the mark completely overwhelmed Cheng Ying.

She gasped for breath in the flowing water, her lips pressed against Yang Guo's neck, constantly drawing warmth from him.

"Behave yourself! I'm practicing my martial arts!" Yang Guo said in a low voice.

Cheng Ying wouldn't listen to any of it; all she wanted now was more.

Yang Guo stood up straight under the waterfall.

The heavy pressure slammed into his shoulders and back. He gritted his teeth and separated the two streams of sword intent within his body.

The water flow became the best whetstone; each wash consumed his true energy and tempered his meridians.

Lu Wushuang lay beside them, watching the two embrace tightly, water flowing over them.

She crawled over and hugged Yang Guo's leg.

"Husband, I also need true energy!" Lu Wushuang cried out.

Yang Guo separated a wisp of his true energy and transferred it to Lu Wushuang.

The three people were under the waterfall, enduring the immense force of the water.

The water kept pounding against Cheng Ying's body, and her pink Taoist robe became increasingly loose under the tearing of the water.

The cloth belt around her waist had also come undone.

The Taoist robe slid down with the current and was washed into the deep pool.

Cheng Ying was now only wearing a thin undergarment.

The inner garment was soaked through with water and couldn't block anything.

She clung tightly to Yang Guo, feeling the throbbing of his muscles.

"Brother Yang, I can't take it anymore," Cheng Ying said breathlessly.

"I have to endure it, even if I can't. This place under the waterfall is a good place to practice martial arts," Yang Guo said through gritted teeth.

He is now focusing all his energy on resisting the water flow.

The sword intent of the heavy sword became increasingly solid under the pressure of the flowing water.

The sword intent that was originally running rampant in the meridians is now forced back to the dantian and revolves around the primordial energy bead.

Chongyang's sword intent was also suppressed, and the two sword intents reached a delicate balance under the effect of water pressure.

Yang Guo felt the internal energy circulating more and more smoothly within his body.

He breathed a sigh of relief and finally gained his footing under the waterfall.

Cheng Ying hung on him, becoming a burden for him to resist the current.

This weight training made his lower body more stable.

Lu Wushuang hugged his thigh, rising and falling with the current.

The straps of the red bib broke under the impact of the water flow.

The undergarment floated away with the current.

Lu Wushuang exclaimed in surprise and quickly covered her chest with both hands.

"My husband, my undergarment is gone!" Lu Wushuang cried out.

"If it's gone, it's gone. Isn't it better to unleash our true nature?" Yang Guo shouted back.