Transcending Heavens: Starting with the Ancient Tomb Sect

A goddess beneath the moon, a fairy in a painting!

Even the renowned Madam Guo, Huang Rong, was momentarily stunned when she saw the legendary golden couple appear before her.

Throughout her life, Huang Rong had seen many handsome men. Not to mention Ouyang Ke, Yang Kang, whom she disliked intensely, was a rare beauty.

In terms of appearance alone, in her previous impression, Yang Kang was the best.

The only one who could be compared to him was Yang Kang's son, Yang Guo. However, when I met Yang Guo before, he was still young and had been used to a hard life since childhood. He had not yet grown into his full form, so he was naturally much inferior.

After Yang Kang's death, Yang Guo, after growing up, was probably the most handsome young man in Huang Rong's heart.

It was precisely because of Yang Kang's example that Huang Rong harbored a deep-seated resentment and aversion towards Yang Guo. Moreover, she had already discerned Yang Guo's true nature back on Peach Blossom Island.

However, there is often a great deal of mutual exclusion between these "firsts," especially when their personalities are similar. The person involved may completely dislike a similar version of themselves.

Anxiety, rejection, belittling, and in the end, enemies.

This is the case between Huang Rong and Yang Kang.

Huang Rong also harbored similar feelings towards Yang Guo, especially since she was, in a sense, Yang Guo's father's killer.

Huang Rong had thought that only Yang Guo's appearance could surprise her, but after seeing this golden boy, she suddenly realized that there was someone else in the world who was exactly the same.

She even surpasses Yang Guo in terms of temperament.

So when Huang Rong saw what the Golden Boy looked like, her inner alarm bells went off subconsciously, buzzing around.

The feeling of familiarity, that damn feeling of familiarity!

Looking at the beautiful woman, she was as beautiful as a fairy, with a cool and aloof aura lingering around her. In particular, the woman looked incredibly pure, with innocent eyes, looking around with great interest, giving off a sense of clarity that one might have imagined a beloved daughter.

While Huang Rong was indeed amazed by the beautiful woman, especially by her unique temperament, her clear eyes made her subconsciously suppress her wariness towards her.

Having been through similar experiences, Huang Rong could also see the voluptuous charm in the jade maiden.

This beautiful girl is certainly well taken care of by the golden boy.

After all, they're young people...

The girl looks innocent and naive.

Just as Huang Rong, having regained her senses, was about to use her identity as Madam Guo, her status as the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and her experience as a senior in the martial arts world to manipulate the golden couple before her, an unexpected event occurred.

The golden boy spoke.

His opening remarks were a powerful blow.

The blow made Huang Rong's vision blur, her mind jolted, and she couldn't help but gasp.

What does it mean to say that seeing someone is not as good as hearing about them?

What does it mean to say that fame and fortune are nothing but rumors?

What does it mean that I'm old?

Even though Huang Rong was mentally prepared, she never expected to be given such a rude awakening. A single sentence directly attacked both her and her husband, Jing-gege.

My mindset fluctuated drastically at that moment, and a surge of anger welled up in my heart involuntarily.

This boy is handsome, but he has a mouth. It would be so much better if he were mute.

Almost subconsciously, Huang Rong's left hand moved towards the dog-beating stick placed next to the stone table, but she immediately stopped herself.

Huang Rong's almost subconscious movement was noticed by Xiaolongnu. As Huang Rong's right hand moved unconsciously, Xiaolongnu's peripheral vision also caught sight of it. And within Xiaolongnu's sleeve, her jade-like hand, which was tucked inside, also moved slightly, her fingertips almost touching the coolness of the gold-threaded glove.

Huang Rong managed to calm herself down, while Xiaolongnu continued to maintain her innocence.

"hehe!"

"Golden Boy's words truly surprised me."

After gesturing for them to sit down, Huang Rong smiled and said, "But you didn't come to see me today just to say that, did you?"

Huang Rong didn't believe that someone could write such a letter, wanting to discuss the ways of the world with her.

However, Huang Rong did not refer to herself as "Madam Guo" in her words, which means that she has formally placed the two golden couple in front of her, and the female Zhuge Liang should prepare to breathe.

Huang Rong didn't care that she was not as famous as she was in person.

When people say she's old, Huang Rong is just throwing a little tantrum as a woman.

What truly angered Huang Rong was the other party's statement, "Fame and fortune are nothing but rumors," which was an attempt to erase her Jing-gege's achievements.

If it weren't for the hospitality of the host, and the need to consider Guo Jing's career, Huang Rong's demonic nature would have already been unleashed.

However, what happened next made Huang Rong realize that from the moment she decided to meet the other party, the situation began to slip out of her control as a female strategist.

She had initially thought that his previous words were a deliberate act by the other party, but she never expected that it was just a casual gesture by Jin Tong before he tried to destroy her spirit.

"Mrs. Guo."

"If the famous female strategist is really only at this level, then it's really disappointing."

"I don't believe that Madam Guo can't see the situation that Master Guo is in."

Yue Que's gaze fell on Huang Rong's beautiful and radiant face. Although his amazement had subsided, Yue Que had to admit that Madam Guo was indeed very charming and lived up to her reputation as a beauty from Jiangnan.

Moreover, this was not when Huang Rong was at her most beautiful; she was at her most beautiful in the years before and after giving birth to Guo Fu.

This is also why the older Huang Rong is far more popular than the younger Huang Rong in some places.

Madam Guo is certainly well taken care of by Master Guo!

Mrs. Guo was visibly exhausted.

Yet, despite being a woman of exceptional talent and beauty, a woman from Jiangnan with the charm of a married woman, Yue Que had absolutely no desire to provoke her.

Because Huang Rong was essentially a demoness, but this demoness was masked and suppressed by Guo Jing, thus transforming her into a virtuous wife and loving mother.

The reason why she wrote such a subtly seductive letter, and why she didn't hide the amazement in her eyes when they first met, was all to lull the other person into a false sense of security, so that she could gain the upper hand from the very beginning in the ensuing conversation.

Essentially, Yue Que is still learning from his mistakes, and he has become quite wise. Moreover, a new mistake is right beside him, and Yue Que is still learning from it without any intention of changing course or repeating the same mistake.

"……oh?"

Madam Guo narrowed her eyes slightly, knowing that what was about to be said was the real thing, and Huang Rong was also trying to guess what the other party was going to say.

She had made some speculations, such as the state of the world, the role that martial arts figures could play in resisting the Mongols, and so on.

However, when Yue Que did not discuss world affairs as she had imagined, but only uttered a name, Huang Rong felt a chill run down her spine, and an uncontrollable coldness spread from the soles of her feet.

Yue Que uttered only one sentence, which immediately silenced the woman from Jiangnan, who was hailed as a female Zhuge Liang: "Madam Guo, what do you think of Master Guo's comparison to Mr. Jiaxuan?"

"Master Guo is a Han Chinese from even further north!"

"!!!"

Huang Rong's expression changed drastically. The crucial point she had long since forgotten, the one she had subconsciously ignored, was now being effortlessly penetrated by a young man, as easily as cutting butter with a hot knife, and inserted into that most unexpected place.

Who is Jiaxuan?

That was the lyricist Xin Qiji.

For the Song Dynasty, that was all too familiar.

Huang Rong's father, Huang Yaoshi, held Xin Qiji in the highest esteem and even secretly speculated that Xin Qiji's martial arts skills were probably no less than those of Wang Chongyang.

How does Brother Jing compare?

His talent is certainly inferior, his martial arts skills are probably not as good, and even in terms of troop deployment, he probably cannot gain the upper hand.

In some ways, Xin Qiji was a super-sized version of Guo Jing.

What was the final outcome for Mr. Jiaxuan?

The fate of Guo Jing, who was waiting, would not be any better than that of Ci Long.

With Huang Rong's intelligence, it was obvious that she had thought of this. Her face turned pale and then flushed, making her look extremely unpredictable.

Seeing that Madam Guo's expression was not good, Yue Que did not continue. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "The world is about to fall into chaos. When we came to Dasheng Pass, we saw many fleeing people. However, the closer we got, the fewer beggars we saw. Instead, we saw more of your Beggar Clan disciples."

Coming to her senses, Madam Guo stared intently at the golden boy before her and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Huang Rong no longer dared to underestimate her opponent.

Could it be that my Beggars' Sect has run into trouble again?

Unfortunately, the answer she received made Huang Rong even more hopeful that something was wrong with the Beggars' Sect.

"Madam Guo, where did those fleeing people end up?" Yue Que looked past the other person and gazed into the darkness in the distance, feeling as if something called greed and evil was stirring up trouble on the land beneath his feet.

"???"

Huang Rong didn't quite understand; clearly, that wasn't her focus.

"Although Madam Guo's performance at this moonlit gathering was disappointing, I can offer her a piece of information because of Master Guo."

"That's Guo Daxia's good friend. I don't know if the three of them, Tore and his son, did it on purpose, but they came up with something very interesting."

"It's called the tax farming system."

As he stood up, Yue Que seemed to be planning to leave.

After glancing at the three cups of fine wine that Huang Rong had placed on the stone table, Yue Que had no intention of drinking them. Instead, he extended his right hand and pushed all three cups of wine toward Huang Rong, saying, "Right now, I think Madam Guo needs these three cups of fine wine more than anything else."

"My sweetheart and I will enjoy the scenery at Dashengguan Pass these next few days."

"Goodbye!"

Amidst the sound of golden bells, two figures soared into the air. Little Dragon Girl couldn't help but look in Huang Rong's direction. She saw that this female strategist was as pale as snow, possessing the appearance of a former direct disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

The bell rang, and the person had vanished without a trace.

Huang Rong sat there alone, her thoughts growing deeper with each passing moment.

In the garden, only the night breeze blows, cool to the core and chilling to the bone.

for a long time.

"mom!!!"

Guo Fu, who seemed to have come after hearing the bell late at night, found her mother sitting blankly at the stone table when she entered the courtyard.

A person stared blankly ahead, his eyes lifeless.

But Guo Fu's words seemed to break some kind of balance, and then—

puff! ! !

A mouthful of blood spurted out in a misty spray, turning everything in front of him crimson.

Huang Rong was so exhausted, both physically and mentally, that she became extremely intelligent and injured.

Guo Fu's eyes widened, completely stunned.

"mom--"

The moonlight suddenly turned cold, and a murderous intent arose.