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

The sun had risen to mid-sky.

The mist in the valley had mostly dissipated.

Yang Guo sat on the rock and ate the remaining string of snake meat clean.

Lu Wushuang, with a bitter face, continued doing squats on the side.

She had already done three hundred, and her legs were shaking like she had a seizure.

The red training uniform clung to his body, and sweat streamed down his face.

"My lord, I really can't get up."

Lu Wushuang plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

Yang Guo walked over and squatted down in front of her.

"Have you forgotten the Qi circulation method from the 'Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian' that I just taught you?"

He reached out and grabbed Lu Wushuang's left calf.

Lu Wushuang flinched.

There was a broken bone there, and it was the place she least wanted anyone to touch.

Yang Guo's palm was very warm, and it was pressed against her skin through the fabric.

"Don't hide."

Yang Guo increased the pressure on his hand.

"You used to walk with a tendency to avoid force, which caused the flow of qi and blood in your meridians to be completely obstructed."

"The medicinal effects of the snake gall are all stuck in your knee. If you don't massage it out, your leg will swell up like a club tomorrow."

Lu Wushuang bit her lip, letting Yang Guo pinch her calf.

Yang Guo's large hand slid up his calf and stopped at the back of his knee.

A stream of Yin energy was exhaled and entered the acupoint.

A tingling, aching sensation rushed straight to my head.

Lu Wushuang couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

"pain!"

"Bear with it."

Yang Guo didn't let go, pressing the acupoint firmly with his thumb.

"Brother, this is a unique massage technique; others would beg for it."

The vital energy surged through the meridians, dissolving all the accumulated medicinal power of the snake gall.

Lu Wushuang felt a soreness and numbness in her left leg, with an indescribable comfort emanating from between her bones.

Yang Guo's hand continued upwards, pinching her thigh.

Lu Wushuang's face instantly turned red to the roots of her neck.

She tried to pull her leg back, but Yang Guo held it firmly in place.

"Husband, there's no need to press the button above..."

"It's unacceptable to ignore your illness and avoid seeking medical treatment."

Yang Guo said seriously, "Your thigh muscles are too tense. If you don't relax them, how will you do your squats this afternoon?"

As he spoke, his hand began to wander over the inside of his thigh.

Lu Wushuang's breathing became erratic, and she could only support herself with her hands behind her back, her body limp and unable to exert any strength.

Not far away, Cheng Ying was meditating with her eyes closed by a bonfire.

Hearing Lu Wushuang's movement, she slowly opened her eyes.

What came into view was Yang Guo's hand on Lu Wushuang's thigh, the two in an extremely intimate posture.

Cheng Ying immediately looked away and gazed at the surface of the cold pool.

At this moment, the Qiankun Technique mark within her body was subtly causing trouble.

The medicinal power of the snake gall was too strong, turning into a torrent of heat that surged wildly through his dantian.

The mark frantically devoured the heat, while simultaneously generating a tingling, itchy sensation that made one's limbs weak.

She needs Yang Guo's pure Yang energy to soothe the mark.

But seeing Yang Guo and Lu Wushuang "flirting" over there, she couldn't bring herself to ask for help.

Yang Guo had actually noticed Cheng Ying's unusual behavior long ago.

His senses were now incredibly sharp; Cheng Ying's chaotic breathing rhythm clearly indicated that the mark was about to become uncontrollable.

He then patted Lu Wushuang's leg.

"Alright, circulate your internal energy twice to fully absorb the medicinal effects."

Lu Wushuang felt as if she had been granted a pardon, and quickly got up and sat cross-legged to the side.

Yang Guo stood up and strolled over to Cheng Ying's side.

"Butler Cheng, are you practicing your martial arts?"

Cheng Ying looked up at him; her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Brother Yang, the water level has changed. Don't be too eager to improve your sword practice this afternoon."

Cheng Ying forced herself to endure the discomfort and made up an excuse to speak.

Yang Guo sat down next to her, his shoulder brushing against hers, seemingly unintentionally.

"I know, but your complexion doesn't look quite right."

Yang Guo lowered his voice and leaned closer to ask, "Is that mark acting up again?"

Cheng Ying bit her lower lip and remained silent.

Yang Guo chuckled softly, and his left hand quietly went behind her and placed on her Mingmen acupoint on her lower back.

A surge of scalding Qiankun Technique energy instantly flowed over.

Cheng Ying's body trembled violently, and she gripped the hem of her Taoist robe tightly with both hands.

As soon as that pure yang energy entered the body, it rushed directly to the dantian.

The mark was instantly soothed, and the unbearable soreness and itching quickly subsided, replaced by a tingling, numbing sensation.

"Brother Yang, please don't do this..."

Cheng Ying pleaded in a very low voice, "Wushuang will see it."

"So what if you see it?"

Yang Guo's hands did not stop moving at all, and his true energy continued to push upwards along her spine.

"Brother, I'm discussing martial arts theory with you openly and honestly, what's there to be afraid of?"

Cheng Ying was so exhausted by him that she could only lean softly on his shoulder.

"Brother Yang, don't waste your inner energy. Take care of your health. I'm doing this for your own good..."

Cheng Ying was panting, still making her last struggle.

"You've used up too much internal energy. How will you practice your sword this afternoon?"

"I'm in great health, you don't need to worry about me."

Yang Guo leaned close to her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

"You just said the water level has changed. Where exactly has it changed? Tell me in detail."

Forced into a corner by him, Cheng Ying could only muster her strength and give a halting explanation.

"The wind direction... has changed; the mountain wind blowing into the valley is shifting eastward."

"In this way, the water flow on the left side of the waterfall will be dispersed by the wind, while the water pressure on the right side will be greater than in the morning."

Yang Guo listened very attentively.

He also had to admit that Cheng Ying was indeed a genius in observing formations and water flow.

"So, when we start the sword strike this afternoon, we have to cut in from the left, right?"

"Um……"

Cheng Ying responded with a soft, almost dripping voice.

Yang Guo chuckled mischievously and pinched her lower back before withdrawing his inner energy.

Cheng Ying suddenly lost her support, her body went limp, and she almost fell to the ground.

She quickly regained her balance and glared at Yang Guo, feeling both ashamed and annoyed.

Yang Guo stood up and stretched contentedly.

"Alright, that's enough academic discussion. I'm off to work."

Having said that, he strode to the edge of the cold pool and picked up the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword.

The afternoon sun shone on the water, making it sparkle.

Yang Guo took off his outer robe and walked bare-chested into the icy pool.

The red marks on his shoulders and back have faded considerably.

The medicinal effects of the snake gall had fully permeated his muscles and bones, making his physical strength significantly greater than it had been that morning.

Upon reaching the base of the waterfall, the force of the cascading water was indeed as Cheng Ying had predicted, with the right side showing a clear bias towards the impact.

Yang Guo did not rush to draw his sword, but stood in the water and silently adjusted his breathing.

The red and black primordial energy bead inside the dantian rotated steadily.

The third pattern on top is already fully formed, and it only needs a little more heat to be completely solidified.

He gripped the sword hilt with both hands, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally downwards.

The wind was blowing from the east, and the water flow on the left side did indeed disperse somewhat.

It's now!

Yang Guo took a sudden half-step forward with his left foot, his waist and hips rotating, instantly moving his arms.

"rise!"

The heavy iron sword slashed fiercely into the water curtain from the left!

This time, he didn't use any brute force.

The spine of the sword fit perfectly into the water as it fell, sinking downwards with the current.

The moment the force of the rebound lifted the sword, the Nine Yin True Qi within his body erupted!

The greatsword slashed diagonally upwards!

boom!

The thick curtain of water was neatly cut open with a huge gash!

The person who fell into the water was forced back by the violent sword energy, and the water splashed wildly to both sides.

Yang Guo stood below the gap in the vacuum and was not wet for a full two breaths!

He sheathed his sword and retreated in one swift motion.

The force of the recoil traveled along the heavy sword to both arms, then through the waist and hips, and was perfectly dissipated into the stone surface beneath the feet.

Two shallow footprints were left on the hard stone surface.

There was no injury to the tiger's mouth, and the meridians were also unharmed.

"Cool!"

Yang Guo couldn't help but roar to the sky.

This feeling of using the power of heaven and earth for one's own purposes is simply addictive!

Without pausing, he stepped forward again.

Raise the sword, follow the momentum, strike, and sheathe the sword.

Each movement was smoother and more fluid than the last.

In his hands, the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword no longer seemed like a piece of dead iron, but rather an extension of his body.

ashore.

Lu Wushuang had already stopped practicing her internal energy, and she stared, her mouth slightly agape, completely stunned.

"Cousin, has my husband... has he become even more powerful again?"

Cheng Ying nodded.

Although her breathing had calmed down, there was a hint of infatuation in her gaze toward Yang Guo that she herself was unaware of.

"His comprehension is extremely high. He is almost able to grasp the essence of Senior Dugu's heavy sword technique."

Yang Guo practiced underwater for a full hour.

With each swing of his sword, the red and black primordial energy bead within his body solidified a little more.

When he unleashed his hundredth sword strike, a soft sound suddenly came from his dantian.

The third line, completely secure!

The peak of the early stage of the Innate Realm has finally been completely solidified!

Even without using his heavy sword, he could still roam freely in the martial arts world with just his One-Finger Divine Skill and the Nine Yin Manual.

Yang Guo dragged the heavy Xuan Tie sword and strode ashore.

Water droplets rolled down his bronze, muscular physique.

He casually tossed the heavy sword to the ground, and it smashed into a deep crater with a loud thud.

"I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Lu Wushuang quickly ran over and handed him the dry cloth that had been prepared beforehand.

"My lord, we're out of snake meat. But the eagle just caught a few more small snakes, and I'm about to roast them."

Yang Guo quickly dried himself off and put his clothes back on.

"It's no fun eating small snakes; if you're going to eat, eat the big ones."

He walked over to the fire and sat down, staring intently at Cheng Ying.

"Butler Cheng, you mentioned before that the long snake was hiding at the confluence of the water veins, recovering from its injuries. How about we work overtime tonight and go get it?"

Cheng Ying frowned slightly.

"Brother Yang, you have only just stabilized your cultivation level today, it is not advisable to start any more fighting."

"That snake king has extremely strong vitality. Even if it is seriously injured, it is still its home ground underwater."

"What are you afraid of?"

Yang Guo laughed wildly.

"My greatsword is now upgraded with critical hits! If it doesn't come out, I'll just cleave that lousy pool in two!"

Lu Wushuang clapped and cheered excitedly from the side.

"Yes! Husband, hurry and kill it! I want to use its skin to make a big bag!"

Yang Guo smiled and pinched Lu Wushuang's cheek.

"What's so great about making bags? I'll make you a tight leather suit later, you'll look absolutely stunning in it."

Although Lu Wushuang didn't know what a tight leather suit was, she knew from Yang Guo's frivolous tone that it was definitely not a good thing, and she immediately stomped her feet in embarrassment.

The sky gradually darkened.

The temperature in the valley then dropped again.

The three sat around the fire, roasting the small snakes that the Divine Eagle had caught.

Yang Guo held a tree branch and skillfully roasted the snake meat over the fire.

"The most important thing about grilling meat is the heat control; it has to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."

He tore off a piece of roasted snake meat and handed it to Cheng Ying.

"Come on, try my cooking."

Cheng Ying took the snake meat and ate it in small bites.

The meat was incredibly tender, and although the only seasoning was a little coarse salt that I carried with me, the taste was surprisingly good.

"Brother Yang, where did you learn this skill from?" Cheng Ying couldn't help but ask.

"Self-taught".

While chewing on snake meat, Yang Guo mumbled, "I used to be a food blogger, and I spent all my time researching how to eat."

Cheng Ying naturally didn't understand what "food blogger" meant, and could only assume that he was talking nonsense again.

After eating and drinking his fill, Yang Guo stood up and casually stretched his neck.

The joints immediately emitted a series of crisp "crackling" sounds.

He picked up the heavy black iron sword again, his gaze sharp as lightning, and looked into the depths of the icy pool.

"Let's go, let's get to work!"