Yang Guo: I defied death and reached the heavens in The Return of the Condor Heroes

Without turning around, Yang Guo already knew who it was. On the vast Peach Blossom Island, there was only one person who called him that.

Guo Fu ran towards them, her light green silk dress fluttering in the wind as she stepped on the soft white sand.

Da Wu and Xiao Wu followed silently behind Guo Fu.

Although he looked unwilling, he was reluctant to leave, and his gaze remained fixed on Guo Fu.

Guo Fu rushed to Yang Guo's side, fine beads of sweat glistening on her forehead, her cheeks flushed from the sea breeze, and her eyes clear and bright.

"Why are you here all alone? I've been looking for you everywhere."

Yang Guo slowly rose, brushed the fine sand from his clothes, and gently called out:

"Fu-mei."

"Having finished all the lessons assigned by Aunt Guo, I have nothing to do, so I come here to quietly enjoy the sunset."

As he rose, the sea breeze fluttered the hem of his clothes, which, combined with his already handsome and refined appearance, gave him the dashing demeanor of a young swordsman.

Guo Fu responded softly, tilting her head to examine him closely.

Suddenly noticing that Brother Yang looked exceptionally handsome today, her ears subtly flushed, and she said with a hint of coquettishness:

"The sunset is the same every day, what's so interesting about it? You haven't told me a story yet, you have to tell me until I'm satisfied before I can let you go."

Yang Guo looked at the fair and delicate face in front of him. She was nearly ten years old, and her eyebrows and eyes had not yet fully developed, but he could already see the potential for her to be an absolute beauty in the future.

The way she looked up at herself resembled a little kitten waiting to be gently fed, innocent and charming.

Yang Guo smiled to himself.

For nearly a year, he stayed at home with Huang Rong to study, while Guo Fu followed Guo Jing to practice martial arts. Apart from meals, the two rarely talked.

Only Da Wu and Xiao Wu stayed by Guo Fu's side day and night.

In recent months, whenever Guo Fu bumps into him, her ears turn red, and whenever she has free time, she sticks to his side, asking him all sorts of questions, her eyes full of curiosity.

Having experienced nearly thirty years of ups and downs in his previous life, Yang Guo was well-versed in human relationships and worldly affairs, so how could he not see through the young girl's unusual thoughts?

Although it's difficult to have much to talk about with a ten-year-old child, I didn't deliberately treat him coldly.

Now that he was living on Peach Blossom Island, Guo Jing and Huang Rong had treated him with great kindness, so a little trouble was nothing.

When there was nothing to talk about, he would recount in detail the many stories and anecdotes he had read in his previous life.

Unexpectedly, Guo Fu was captivated by his words and became increasingly dependent on him.

Every day, as soon as she finished her martial arts practice, she would come and pester him, refusing to leave his side for even a moment.

As Yang Guo gazed at the beautiful face before him, a ripple stirred within him, and several unusual thoughts suddenly arose in his mind.

He said softly, "Sister Fu, let's not talk about stories today. I'll teach you something interesting."

After saying that, he bent down and picked up a pebble from the beach, gently weighing it in his palm.

Guo Fu, filled with curiosity, leaned closer, staring intently at the small stone in his palm, completely unable to guess what he intended to do.

Yang Guo raised his hand and tossed the pebble into the air. The pebble traced a light arc and landed on the white sand. It looked ordinary and had nothing special about it.

Guo Fu lowered her head to examine it closely.

But to their astonishment, they discovered that the pebble was perfectly embedded in the indentation of a seashell, the force and angle of which seemed to have been meticulously calculated beforehand.

"Brother Yang, how did you do that?"

Guo Fu picked up the pebble with great delight, examining it repeatedly, and was filled with surprise.

"If I said it was all luck, would Fu-mei believe me?"

"It's not luck! Quick! Throw it again and let me see."

Guo Fu grabbed his sleeve and refused to give up.

Yang Guo picked up another pebble and casually tossed it to the side. The pebble followed an arc and landed steadily in the groove of another seashell.

This seemingly casual move actually relies on the most fundamental principles of the Reverse Life Technique: mental control and the dual cultivation of body and mind. It requires the unity of mind, body, and spirit to master.

It's more than enough to amuse a ten-year-old girl.

Guo Fu's eyes widened, and she quickly moved closer, pleading repeatedly, "Good Brother Yang, please teach me!"

Looking at the girl's joyful face, Yang Guo felt a slight smile of satisfaction.

The proud and willful young lady from Peach Blossom Island in the book was now nestled close to his side, completely delighted by two ordinary pebbles.

He took another pebble and placed it in Guo Fu's palm. He gently held her forearm and carefully adjusted the angle. With a gentle push, the pebble fell steadily into the concave part of the shell.

Guo Fu clapped her hands repeatedly with joy, her cheeks flushed red, making her even more beautiful.

In her heart, Yang Guo was even more formidable than her father.

Guo Jing was always strict and solemn when teaching martial arts, often instructing students to stabilize their stance and straighten their arms.

But Yang-gege could make the pebble land precisely by simply holding her arm and making slight adjustments. Such skill made her admire him greatly.

Da Wu and Xiao Wu stood a few steps away, looking at the scene before them, their faces growing increasingly gloomy and unpleasant.

In the year since they moved to Peach Blossom Island, the two brothers have stayed by Guo Fu's side day and night, eating and training together, and trying their best to please her in everything. If Guo Fu tells them to go east, the two of them would never dare to go west.

Despite being so careful, Guo Fu always treated the two of them with arrogance and haughtiness, rarely showing them any warmth or smile.

At first, the two brothers had no resentment. They were already content to follow this young lady from Peach Blossom Island and dared not have any more expectations.

However, in recent months, Guo Fu has been frequently getting close to Yang Guo, and the two of them have been feeling quite uncomfortable.

At this moment, Guo Fu stood beside Yang Guo, looking up with a smile, her eyebrows and eyes curved like a new moon, her hands gripping his sleeves, her shoulders almost touching his arms.

The girl's bright smile was like a peach blossom blooming in the warm sun. This carefree and romantic expression was completely different from her usual spoiled and willful demeanor, but she had never shown it to Da Wu and Xiao Wu.

The two brothers, witnessing this scene, felt a deep bitterness in their hearts, as if a whole jar of aged vinegar had been poured into their chests, churning and churning uncontrollably.

Da Wu took a deep breath, stepped forward, and forced a polite smile:

"Brother Yang's skills are indeed extraordinary; he is truly admirable."

"Xiao Wu and I have been following Uncle Guo to learn martial arts for quite some time. Although we are not very talented, we have made some progress."

"We're all of the same generation, so why don't you offer some guidance, Brother Yang?"

Xiao Wu quickly chimed in from the side:

"Yes, Brother Yang."

"You are Uncle Guo's nephew, so Aunt Guo must have taught you some excellent martial arts. I hope you will not hesitate to give my brother some pointers."

Yang Guo calmly raised his eyes and looked at the two of them.

Although the brother spoke with utmost politeness, his true thoughts were written all over his face, with nowhere to hide them.

The two of them simply wanted to have a competition with her in front of Guo Fu.

He took the opportunity to show off his progress in martial arts over the years, and also to vent his pent-up unhappiness and resentment towards Guo Fu for being so close to him.

Upon hearing this, Guo Fu immediately became interested. She looked Yang Guo and the Wu brothers up and down, then clapped her hands and laughed:

"So that's how it is."

"Brother Yang is exceptionally intelligent. He has been studying with my mother for a long time and must have learned many exquisite martial arts techniques. Otherwise, how could he have such skills?"

"Why not have a match with Da Wu and Xiao Wu? Let's see if the martial arts taught by Father are more superb, or the skills taught by Mother are better."