Yang Guo travels back in time to become Duan Yu, a different kind of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

The monks of Tianlong Temple wanted to keep Kumārajīva, but considering the diplomatic relations between Dali and Tibet, they ultimately let him leave.

Emperor Baoding was overjoyed to see that Yang Guo was not only unharmed but had also unexpectedly mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword. After Yang Guo thanked the monks of Tianlong Temple, the group returned to the Dali Palace.

A few more days passed. During these days, in addition to guarding against Kumārajīva coming to cause trouble, Yang Guo also systematically learned the martial arts of the Dali Duan family from Emperor Baoding.

It was only then that Yang Guo realized that the Dali Duan family did not only have the One-Finger Divine Skill and the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, but had a complete system of kung fu, including fist techniques, palm techniques, sword techniques, internal energy, lightness skills, and even hidden weapons.

Fortunately, Yang Guo was well-versed in various martial arts, and he also mastered the most advanced Six Meridian Divine Sword of the Dali Duan family. The Six Meridian Divine Sword itself is the culmination of the Dali Duan family's martial arts. For example, the Shaoshang Sword originated from the Duan family's swordsmanship.

In this way, Yang Guo mastered these skills in just a few days. He learned from others' experiences and benefited from comparing them with his own previous learning.

As for his biological father, Prince Zhennan, after seeing that his son was safe and sound, he stopped coming home, supposedly to go to the Central Plains to investigate the cause of Master Xuanbei's death.

After Yang Guo confirmed that Kumārajīva had indeed left Dali, the ever-restless Yang Guo also felt restless. He thought that Xiaolongnu might have also come to this world, and he wanted to go out and find his aunt.

Emperor Baoding naturally disagreed. This was the only remaining branch of the Dali Duan family in the next generation. The outside world was dangerous and unpredictable. In addition, there were powerful enemies like the Four Evils who were at odds with the Duan family. If something unexpected happened, how would he explain it to the ancestors of the Duan family?

Seeing that he couldn't reason with the Emperor of Baoding, Yang Guo decided to go all the way and sneak out of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion on a dark and windy night.

Yang Guo was well prepared this time. He not only stole the imperial seal of Emperor Baoding to issue himself several travel permits, but also took a hundred taels of gold from the Prince of Zhennan's private treasury as travel expenses. Finally, he went to the imperial stables and selected three of the finest horses in Dali for his ride.

By the time Emperor Baoding learned of the news, Yang Guo had already traveled hundreds of miles.

Emperor Baoding felt weary: Chun Di's family is truly a handful; I only hope that Yu'er's journey will be safe and smooth.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Leaving aside how exhausted Emperor Baoding was, after Yang Guo left Dali, he successfully entered Sichuan at the border of Song and Li with the help of a travel permit, and then headed north all the way to Zhongnan Mountain.

If Xiaolongnu were to come here like I have, the most likely place she would go is the former Ancient Tomb Sect.

Unfortunately, Yang Guo was destined to be disappointed.

Wang Chongyang hadn't even been born yet, so there was naturally no Quanzhen Sect or Tomb of the Living Dead on Zhongnan Mountain. There was only a dilapidated temple with a few poor monks inside.

In my memory, the Quanzhen Sect's headquarters were just overgrown with weeds and extremely desolate.

Thinking back, Uncle Guo brought me to the Quanzhen School with good intentions, but unexpectedly, the Quanzhen Taoist priests were a mixed bag, and my nominal master, Zhao Zhijing, was a treacherous villain, not to mention Zhen Zhibing...

If it weren't for these two, my aunt and I wouldn't have gone through so much suffering. They really got off easy back then at Chongyang Palace!

Thinking of the Ancient Tomb Sect and Little Dragon Girl, Yang Guo couldn't help but reminisce about his happy times in the Ancient Tomb. However, after a hundred years, the past seemed more like a mirage.

Yang Guo was not one to give up easily; otherwise, he wouldn't have waited for Xiaolongnü for sixteen years. Finding no trace of Xiaolongnü in Zhongnan Mountain, Yang Guo turned southeast, heading towards the location of the Valley of Heartbreak in his memory.

With the travel permit in hand, Yang Guo naturally took the main road and traveled for seven or eight days before arriving at a stream.

Yang Guo remembered that he and Jinlun Fawang and others had chased Zhou Botong, the Old Urchin, to this place, and by chance they discovered the Valley of Heartbreak, where he also saw his aunt again.

Thinking of this, Yang Guo felt a surge of warmth in his heart again. Perhaps this time he would really be able to see his aunt.

Just like in his previous life, disciples of the Valley of Heartbreak, dressed in green, still patrolled this place. Yang Guo thought to himself: It seems Qiu Qianchi was right; the Valley of Heartbreak probably really does have a long history, perhaps over a hundred years old.

This time, Yang Guo came to the Valley of Heartbreak not to seek revenge or medicine, so he naturally wouldn't make a big show of barging in. Including this time, this was Yang Guo's fourth time visiting the Valley of Heartbreak, and he was already very familiar with the place. Although the disciples of the Valley of Heartbreak patrolled along the way, they couldn't find Yang Guo's figure.

The Ancient Tomb Sect's lightness skill was already unparalleled, and with Duan Yu's own mastery of the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), even experts at the level of the Five Greats or Kumārajīva would find it difficult to detect without careful observation.

When passing by the Love Flower Field, Yang Guo couldn't help but take a second look. It was this inconspicuous thing that caused him to be separated from his aunt for sixteen years.

Yang Guo suppressed the urge to set the love flowers ablaze and ran towards the Cliff of Broken Hearts. The cliff was now empty, without a single word or phrase. Recalling his bitter wait here sixteen years later, Yang Guo felt a surge of bitterness and resentment.

Yang Guo, being a man of unwavering resolve, put his thoughts aside and prepared to explore the bottom of Broken Heart Cliff.

Yang Guo came prepared this time, having prepared a rope a hundred feet long. Even if the rope was slightly too short, his lightness skill should be enough to handle it.

Yang Guo tied one end of the rope to a rock and the other end to a large tree. The rope gradually grew longer and longer, passing through the clouds and mist and descending into the deep valley.

Yang Guo arrived at the edge of the valley, pulled on the rope with one hand, and slid down through the smoke and fog. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Yang Guo finally reached the bottom of the valley.

At the bottom of the deep valley was a deep, clear pool. Apart from that, there were only a few small trees by the pool, and nothing else. Yang Guo walked around the cold pool, surveying the area. He saw that all around were cliffs and precipices, and looking up, all he could see were thick white clouds and fog, truly a place where the sun never shone.

Yang Guo broke off a few tree trunks and tapped them against the surrounding mountain walls, but found nothing unusual. Most people would have given up and gone home in this situation, but Yang Guo was naturally stubborn and would insist on doing the very things he was told not to do.

Seeing that he could not find any clues on the ground, Yang Guo turned his gaze to the cold pool and thought to himself: Let me see if there is anything strange down there.

Thinking of this, Yang Guo leaped down and jumped into the pool. He secretly used the breath-holding technique from the Nine Yin Manual carved in the stone coffin in the ancient tomb. The deeper he went, the colder the pool became. After diving for a while, he found himself surrounded by a deep blue abyss of ice.

Yang Guo possessed profound internal strength and was not afraid of the cold, but the buoyancy at depth was too strong. He tried to dive down several times, but could only manage to sink a few more feet, never reaching the bottom. After a moment's thought, Yang Guo returned to the edge of the pool, grabbed a large rock, and leaped back into the water.

This time, however, he sank rapidly. Suddenly, Yang Guo felt a bright light before his eyes, as if he saw a water cave. On a whim, he quickly put down the large rock and swam towards the light. He felt a swift current sweep over him, and he found himself in the underground currents. The light was indeed a cave.

Yang Guo paddled with both hands and feet, and found that the cave was actually a sloping ice cellar. He paddled up the slope and soon emerged from the water.

Yang Guo felt the sunlight was dazzling and the fragrance of flowers was overwhelming. It was as if he had entered another world. Looking around, he saw flowers and grass, like a huge garden. The flowers were still and the valley was deserted.

Yang Guo spent a whole day searching the valley three times, but still couldn't find any trace of Xiaolongnu. Thinking that all his efforts had been in vain, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Remembering the sixteen characters that Xiaolongnu had carved—"Sixteen years later, we will meet again here. Our love is deep, do not break your promise!"—Yang Guo could no longer hold back and cried out, "Long'er, Long'er, how can you break your promise?"

These words came from the bottom of their hearts, resounding throughout the valley. The mountains echoed back from all directions, shouting: "How could you break your promise? How could you break your promise? You broke your promise...you broke your promise..."