[Wuxia] First Travel to The Condor Heroes, Then to the Tang Dynasty (Complete) - 1

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Chapter 1

"'Hahaha,' go ahead and yell." Go ahead and yell. A ridiculously corny yet classic scene from TV is unfolding on a dark alley. A muscular man menacingly approaches a stunningly beautiful girl, clearly with ill intentions. And then the hero arrives: "Stop!" a loud shout rang out. "Who dares to interfere in my business?" A tall figure appeared in the middle of the alley. Then… "Yang Liming!" A furious roar rang in his ears, startling Yang Liming so much that he jumped up reflexively: "Here!" The homeroom teacher's magical pen struck his head several times in quick succession. "Finals are approaching and you're still sleeping in class! Do you think you're doing right by your parents? Do you think you're doing right by the school…" (A thousand words omitted) Yang Liming dared not look up at the homeroom teacher's gloomy face. "You go stand on the playground." "Yes," he accepted the punishment from the white-haired devilish, great homeroom teacher amidst the pitiful, mocking gazes of his classmates. He strolled leisurely to the playground, muttering, "What's so great about it? It's just sleeping, right? Even if I try my best now, so what? I'll still be attending a third- or fourth-rate university." He reached the empty playground. "Damn it! I almost got to be a hero and roam the world with a beautiful woman. Of all times, why did she have to call now?" He then gave a bitter laugh; he knew he wasn't cut out for this. Such a good thing as dating beautiful women is just a dream (this seemingly unlucky man... oh no, he's a boy, and he's our protagonist). "Yang Liming" is [age missing] years old, in his second year of high school. His height, weight, and appearance aren't great, but they're passable. His parents work in a small factory. Sighing, Yang Liming didn't want things to be this way. He knew his parents had a hard life, but out of hundreds of millions of people in the country, only a few succeed through education, especially since Yang Liming had realized since childhood that he lacked talent in this area. Now, he felt that besides reading more novels than others, he really didn't know what else he was better at than others. Standing on the playground, enduring the cold wind, and lamenting the hardships of life, Yang Liming looked up at the sky, lost in thought. Suddenly, a point of light flashed in the sky. "Wow! There are already stars in the sky today, even though it's still so bright. The world is truly full of wonders!" But as the star flew towards him, getting closer and closer, magnifying before his eyes, he thought, "Heavens! What kind of fate is this? Nothing goes smoothly, and now..." "Get hit by a meteor again?" With a loud "whoosh," a meteor grazed his scalp and struck the football field behind him. "Hiss!" Yang Liming gasped, his face covered in cold sweat, and trembling as he turned around. He saw a silver-white, watch-like object lying quietly behind him. Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, he walked over, bent down, and picked it up. Suddenly, a spike-like object appeared on the silver watch and pierced Yang Liming's hand. "Ah!" Yang Liming screamed, frantically waving his arms. But no matter how he moved, he couldn't remove the silver watch. Scenes from horror movies like Alien flashed through Yang Liming's terrified mind; those newly introduced alien creatures killed the extras in such gruesome ways. At this critical moment, Yang Liming heard a clear, synthesized voice. "Authentication successful. Initiate the owner recognition process?" Upon hearing this from the silver watch, the scenes from horror movies like Alien... The scene transformed into a common setting in fantasy novels. The protagonist, having acquired some incredibly powerful alien technology or artifact, embarks on a legendary life. "No way! I'll be that lucky!" he exclaimed. "Activate, activate, of course it's activated!" The silver watch emitted a white light that struck Yang Liming's head. Yang Liming felt dizzy, as if something had entered his head, yet nothing seemed to have changed. Just as he was wondering, the silver watch's voice suddenly echoed in his head: "Master recognized successfully." Then came the report, "Master, God System." Yang Liming was startled by the sudden voice. "Who...who are you? How did you get in my head? Get out!" he cried in terror. "Master, don't panic. I am the intelligent program of the Time-Space Super Artifact. The God System is an assistant set up to make it easier for you to use the Time-Space Super Artifact. As for the Time-Space Super Artifact, it's the silver watch on your wrist. Since it has recognized you as its master, it cannot leave you." Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Yang Liming carefully considered what had just happened. He figured that since the silver watch had recognized him as its master, it wouldn't harm him. Now calm, Yang Liming wasn't panicked at all; instead, he was filled with excitement! The Time-Space Super Artifact, the God-like Watch—it sounded incredibly powerful, and now it recognized him as its master! This was wonderful! While grinning foolishly, Yang Liming suddenly came to his senses. "Right, first ask it what abilities it has. Otherwise, it might just be a name without substance, or its happiness would be wasted." "Uh, the God-like Watch, right? You've recognized me as your master and now you listen to me, right?" "Yes, Master." "Good, then tell me what abilities you have, where you came from, and why you recognized me as your master," Yang Liming asked. "As long as the master inputs enough energy, the God-like Watch can connect to various planes and send the master there. Furthermore, with enough energy, it can also convert various items, bloodlines, etc., that the master needs to a certain extent." Using the energy provided by its master, it enhances the master's physical attributes. For example, the master's basic physical attributes are: strength, nerve reaction, mental strength, cell vitality, intelligence, and immunity. Each point of energy can be converted into one point of physical attribute. However, it can only enhance the physical attributes of its master. It cannot enhance the physical attributes of others. As for where the God-like vessel came from, the God-like vessel only knows that it is the product of the highest civilization created by the Atlantis civilization and the gods. In the final moments when the gods destroyed the Atlantis civilization, it was sent into space by the Atlantis civilization to hide for countless years. After its energy was exhausted, it returned to its birthplace on its own. Super artifacts must recognize a living being as their master in order to be used. Yang Liming was almost fainting after hearing what the God-like vessel said. There really are gods in the world! And the functions of the God-like vessel are too awesome. It is truly worthy of the title of super artifact. He can't describe his current feelings. He feels that he is lucky that he hasn't gone crazy. According to Yang Liming's own understanding, a plane is a world, which means that he After becoming the master of the super artifact, he could now use it to travel between different worlds. He wanted to shout at the protagonists in various novels, "You think you're so awesome because you can travel? I can travel wherever I want now! Hahaha!" This kid was so smug in his own world that he completely ignored the words of the main god ship: "(With enough energy provided by the master)." The first thing Yang Liming did after emerging from his own world was to hug his right hand and shout, "Main god ship, quickly send me to the world of Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty! I want to learn the Longevity Technique and the War God's Manual!" The master requires the coordinates of the plane and enough energy to connect to the plane. Only then did Yang Liming realize that using the main god ship to travel between worlds was not as easy as he thought, at least not as simple as just wanting to travel. So Yang Liming asked, "Are there any restrictions and conditions for the main god ship to travel between different worlds? Please explain in detail." "Yes, master, the conditions for traveling between worlds are, firstly, energy. The energy required by each world is different. For example, in a world where there are no strong people and everyone is an ordinary person, only 10,000 points of energy are needed, while in a world where there are no strong people and everyone is an ordinary person, only 10,000 points of energy are needed, while in a world where there are many ... The world of Tang Shuanglong requires millions of energy points due to its relatively high energy limit within the martial arts world. Dimensional coordinates are the gateways connecting different dimensions. If the dimension you want to connect to is the novel *Tang Shuanglong*, you only need to place that novel on the super artifact to establish dimensional coordinates. After listening to the main god's words, Yang Liming thought for a moment. The world coordinates were a minor issue; the problem was the energy. Even a fool knows that opening another world requires a significant amount of energy. Moreover, opening a world with only 10,000 energy points wouldn't be very meaningful. What's the point of traveling to ancient times? It's better to save up enough energy to open a high-energy-limited martial arts world and learn advanced martial arts. That would at least be more suitable. But hundreds of thousands of energy points! Strengthening the body only requires a few points of energy. An average person's physical attributes are around 100%. Hundreds of thousands of energy points could strengthen an average person several times over. He wondered if it was worth using that energy to open a world. Yang Liming sighed and said, "Forget it, we don't have the energy yet..." "Oh? By the way, what type of energy does the God of War need? Can it use electricity? And how do you know that 'Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty' is a novel?" "Master, any type of energy is fine. As for knowing that 'Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty' is a novel, it's because when the God of War recognizes its master, it needs to absorb some of the master's memories to better help the master use the super artifact." "I see." After hearing the God of War's words, Yang Liming immediately ran home. "What? Standing as punishment? Who wants to stand? I'm skipping class today!" He rushed home, stood by the socket, and raised his right hand to the God of War, saying, "How do you absorb electrical energy?" As soon as he finished speaking, the cover of the God of War watch on his wrist opened, revealing a smooth screen. On the screen appeared a small white dog calling out to Yang Liming, "Master." It was indeed the God of War's voice. Yang Liming, ignoring his shock, said to the little white dog, "Quickly absorb electrical energy." Upon hearing this, the little white dog transformed into an energy band within the screen, protruding from the screen and disappearing into the socket next to Yang Liming.

Chapter Two: I'm Rich Now! After the energy band formed by the little white dog entered the socket, Yang Liming took his watch off his wrist and placed it next to the socket. He noticed a set of numbers slowly rising in the lower left corner of the watch screen. Noticing this detail, Yang Liming thought to himself that these numbers were probably the energy points the Main God had mentioned. Watching the energy point numbers on the screen gradually increase, Yang Liming suddenly remembered something very important. He rushed to the electricity meter at home. "Oh my god!" A scream escaped Yang Liming's lips. Sure enough, as he had expected, the numbers on the electricity meter were spinning rapidly, making him suspicious. "Will it break down any second?" he thought, rushing back and shouting, "Stop the main god ship right now! Our family will go bankrupt!!!!" Upon hearing Yang Liming's words, the energy band that the little white dog had transformed into immediately retracted back onto the screen with a 'whoosh,' transforming back into the little white dog excitedly jumping around inside, shouting to Yang Liming, "Master, I've absorbed some energy! The energy here tastes really good!" Hearing the little white dog's words, Yang Liming's face darkened—and he dejectedly shouted, "You're having a good time, but I'm doomed! The meter reading has increased by a whole kiloliter! That's a huge electricity bill!!!!" After saying this, Yang Liming suddenly felt... "No, wait," Yang Liming thought. "Why do you speak so humanly? Even your voice has changed!" The little white dog's voice was no longer like a synthesized electronic voice; it sounded like a child pleading with an adult. The little white dog chuckled on the screen, "Master, that's because I just absorbed energy, so I can change my voice and expressions. I don't have to be so stiff anymore. Hehe." Seeing this, Yang Liming felt uneasy. After all, before the God of War's voice changed, it sounded more like a machine than a living being. Machines always seem easier to control. So, he timidly asked, "Then..." "Are you still going to listen to me?" "Of course, you're the master. If you don't listen to your master, that kind of dimensional artifact is just a failed creation, it has no reason or meaning to exist." The God-like machine said firmly. Oh. After hearing the God-like machine's words, Yang Liming finally felt relieved. He thought to himself: Isn't this better? What am I worried about? But then he thought of the extra electricity bill, and his face fell again. The God-like machine saw him like this, and its little eyes rolled on the screen, knowing why its master was frowning. It raised its little chin on the screen and said with a haughty look: "Master, it's just money, isn't it? It's a small matter." A small matter! Give it to me?! After saying that, he jumped up again, right, you can give it to me. Just now, he was so focused on the God-like machine being able to send him to a martial arts world to learn super martial arts that he almost forgot that the God-like machine had a second function: it could use energy to create what he wanted, as long as he could provide the energy. He hurriedly shouted, "Quick! Quick! Quick!" "Can the main god conjure up 100,000 or 200,000?" "No, master." "A crisp, decisive, and powerful answer." Yang Liming finally couldn't withstand the blow and fell to the ground. "Why?" The God-like machine replied, "Master, the God-like machine was created by the Atlantis civilization and the civilization of the gods, so the things that the God-like machine can transform with energy are naturally what the Atlantis civilization and the civilization of the gods need. As for money, which is common in modern civilization, it didn't exist back then. I can only transform things like gold, which exist in every civilization. Aren't I amazing?" After saying that, the little guy looked smug again. After hearing the God-like machine's words, Yang Liming's dormant inner universe reignited. "Hahahaha! You really are useful. Dad didn't raise you for nothing. By the way, God-like machine, how about I give you two orders as your master?" "Master, what is it?" The God-like machine still had that cute, childlike voice. "First, you shouldn't call me God-like machine anymore, and you shouldn't call me master either. You can call me Dad or brother. Also, I'll give you a new name or code name... Let's call you Little White!" "I think this name suits you very well (the author nodded: indeed it does.) Otherwise, seeing you like this, it would feel awkward calling you that." The Main God, oh no, it should be Little White, quickly nodded its little head in agreement. It didn't care if the name Little White was a bit strange, anyway, what its master said was right. This was Yang Liming, who, as a super artifact of the plane, had a quality problem (don't ask me what kind of quality problem) and unscrupulously changed the Main God's name to a classic one. He stood tall and proud like a landlord in feudal times, and issued the second command with his small universe burning brightly: "Hand over the money, no... I should say, hand over the gold." Under Yang Liming's bandit-like gaze, a beam of light shone from Little White's screen onto the ground. When the light withdrew... A large piece of gold had appeared on the ground. Yang Liming was so excited! He quickly picked up the gold, touched it repeatedly, and even bit it a few times to confirm that it was real gold before sitting on the ground in a daze. It wasn't until Xiaobai told him that one kilogram of gold consumed a few kilos of energy that he came back to his senses. Only a few kilos? That's about 1 kilowatt-hour of electricity! Hahahaha, I'm rich! One kilowatt-hour of electricity is worth at most a few dollars, while one kilogram of gold, although he didn't know the exact value, was at least tens of thousands of dollars. Hahahaha, I'm rich! This time I'm really rich! Yang Liming, who was indulging in his own world, was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door opening. He immediately knew that his parents had returned. Then he heard his mother's voice: "Xiaoli, is that you at home?" "I think so." "Xiaoling, I didn't expect this kid to come back even earlier than us today." This was the voice of Yang Liming's father. (The protagonist's mother, Ma Xiaoling, is 20 years old and works in a small factory, while his father, Yang Guohua, is 20 years old and works in the same small factory.) Hearing his parents' tired voices, his earlier excitement vanished, leaving only guilt and self-loathing. "Dad, Mom, don't worry, your son will never be ordinary again." He looked at his watch and said firmly to himself. Then he made a decision in his heart, turned around, and went to his parents. He said seriously, "Dad, Mom, I have something to tell you." "What is it? By the way, Xiaoli, why are you so early today? Did you skip school?" "No, Dad, Mom, come to my room." After pulling his parents to his room, he took out the gold and placed it in front of them. Ma Xiaoling and Yang Guohua were immediately shocked by their son. Ma Xiaoling immediately went to Yang Liming, grabbed his hand, and said tremblingly, "Xiaoli! Have you done something against your conscience?" "Don't scare me!" Her voice was trembling with tears. After her mother finished speaking, her father's face hardened, waiting for Yang Liming's explanation. Seeing his parents' expressions, Yang Liming knew what they were thinking. He quickly said, "Dad, Mom, what are you thinking? Is your son that kind of person?" His parents thought about it and realized they knew their son well enough. They asked, "Then what's going on?" pointing to the gold in front of them. Yang Liming had no choice but to mentally say to Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, conjure two pieces of gold." Then, with a wave of his hand, Ma Xiaoling and Yang Guohua saw a beam of white light shoot from their son's hand, and two identical pieces of gold appeared on the ground. Their mouths gaped open in astonishment, their eyes wide with surprise. After recovering from their shock, they quickly asked, "Son, what happened?" Yang Liming said, "I don't know what happened either. I just suddenly have the ability to turn air into gold today." His parents initially refused to believe him. However, they themselves couldn't figure out the reason. So they could only believe that their son had suddenly developed the special ability to turn air into gold. Seeing that his parents believed him, Yang Liming took the opportunity to suggest that they sell the gold to make some money. Ma Xiaoling and Yang Guohua went from being worried to being filled with happiness—yes, happiness. The feelings of two people who had worked hard for most of their lives and suddenly received countless riches were beyond simple excitement. But they still earnestly instructed Yang Liming not to let anyone discover this secret, after all, they knew the principle of "possessing a treasure is a crime." Afterwards, they took the gold and disposed of it. Yang Liming watched his parents leave and breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell his parents everything, but he just didn't know how to bring it up. But seeing that his parents believed him, he still breathed a sigh of relief. Now he would never have to worry about money again. He could now hold his head high and say, "I'm a rich man! Hahahaha!" To be continued

Chapter 3 The First Display of Power Early the next morning, Yang Liming got up very early. This kid had barely slept a wink last night, his mind preoccupied with how to give Xiaobai enough energy to achieve the grand ideal that almost every contemporary teenager dreams of – time travel. After eating the delicious breakfast his mother made, he said goodbye to his parents and went out. Walking on the way to school, Yang Liming felt frustrated thinking about his plan to give Xiaobai energy, which he had spent the whole night devising, but still couldn't come up with anything. However, the thought of Xiaobai dominating various worlds after absorbing enough energy made him unconsciously let out a lewd, sinister laugh. Passersby noticed his behavior and quickly moved away. (Passerby A said to Passerby B: "Sigh, there are really a lot of crazy students these days!" Passerby B replied: "Yeah! Yeah! Judging by his school uniform, he's from No. 3 Middle School. It's a good thing I didn't send my daughter to No. 3 Middle School.") Completely unaware that Yang Liming, who had just trampled on the school's decades-old reputation, had achieved his goal... "Principal's office? What's he doing here?" The principal's office door was kicked open with a bang. "Principal, I have to go out on business and need to take a leave of absence." This was the result of his discussion with his parents yesterday. He thought that he would eventually travel to another world, and he needed a good excuse to reassure his parents. Just yesterday, he told them that he wanted to go out to do business and gain experience, thus deciding to take a leave of absence. Ma Xiaoling and Yang Guohua saw that their son was determined and didn't force him. They knew their son wasn't good at studying. Most importantly, they knew that after their son gained the special ability to transform into gold, he was destined for an extraordinary future, so they didn't need to worry about his future anymore. So they let him go. After informing the school, Yang Liming walked home, thinking that his parents and school were all taken care of. Now he could rest assured about his grand plan of traveling through time. The only thing he lacked now was energy. Although he could use electricity, opening a martial arts world would require at least seven or eight hundred thousand energy points, and even the worst cultivation world would require nearly a thousand! Besides this, the reason Yang Liming was determined to travel through time was... Besides his dream, another reason was that Xiaobai told him yesterday that an ordinary person's body can only be strengthened to a factor of 1:1. In other words, even with more energy points, he could only increase his physical attributes by a factor of 1:1; otherwise, his body would collapse under the sudden surge of power. In short, martial arts and cultivation were the only way; nothing else mattered. As Yang Liming walked along a rarely used path, he didn't notice several people following him. He sighed. How could he get more energy? Thinking of the over 10,000 kilowatt-hours of energy on Xiaobai's screen—that was what he'd charged up last night—he dared not charge any more. He thought that if someone suddenly used hundreds of thousands of kilowatt-hours of electricity, they'd probably be taken in by the police. He had considered charging in public places, but he always felt that stealing such a large amount of electricity from someone else was like being a thief, especially since no one had bothered him. (Author's note: What do you mean, "like"? He's practically a thief.) Isn't this Yang Liming? Long time no see! "Shall we get to know each other better?" A sarcastic voice came from behind Yang Liming. Hearing this, Yang Liming trembled. He turned around and looked at the group of people behind him. He focused his gaze on the middle boy, who was about 18 years old but unusually tall, around 18 feet, quite handsome, but with a gloomy face. He said, "Wang Fang, what do you want?" Listening closely to his words, his tone trembled slightly. Because this boy reminded him of an experience from a year ago, an experience he never wanted to recall. In his first year of high school, Yang Liming was originally attending the city's No. 4 Middle School, not the No. 3 Middle School he was currently attending. The reason he transferred to No. 3 was because he had been beaten by a group of thugs there, resulting in multiple fractures throughout his body. Although he fully recovered after a month of recuperation, Ma Xiaoling and Yang Guohua dared not let their son study at No. 4 Middle School anymore. So he transferred to No. 3. He hadn't told anyone why he had been beaten by thugs, but he remembered it deeply. In the second semester of his first year of high school, their... A girl transferred to the class. The moment Yang Liming saw her, he was instantly captivated by her beauty and purity, like a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains (Author's note: It's not quite that exaggerated, although she is very beautiful. Perhaps it's a case of beauty being in the eye of the beholder!). Afterwards, he used various excuses to approach this girl named Lin Yiyi, just to say a few words to her. In fact, he succeeded; they smoothly became acquaintances. (Just acquaintances, don't get the wrong idea!) But he overlooked one thing: how could such a beautiful woman not have a boyfriend? So, when her boyfriend found out someone was lingering around his girlfriend, the outcome is self-evident. He was severely beaten, and the one who led the beating was the boy in front of him, Wang Fang, who later learned was Yiyi's boyfriend. Wang Fang looked at Yang Liming with eyes full of resentment. "If it weren't for him, why would Yiyi have left me?" Yes, after Lin Yiyi unexpectedly learned about Yang Liming's affair, she broke off her relationship with Wang Fang. She never imagined that her seemingly polite and gentlemanly boyfriend could be so narrow-minded. She kicked Yang Liming to the ground. "Damn it, I finally met you! You're so good at seducing other people's women, aren't you? Now you're crawling on the ground like a dead dog! Get up!" she yelled, kicking and punching him. He didn't consider his own fault; in his eyes, Yiyi's departure was entirely the man's fault. Yang Liming, clutching his body on the ground, cried out, "I don't know! I didn't know she had a boyfriend!" She completely ignored his explanation, spitting on him and continuing her beating. "Damn it, because of you, Yiyi left me. Now you're happy? Ah! You're not leaving here standing up today!" Yang Liming was terrified. After all, before getting Xiaobai, he was just a young boy. Was last year's nightmare about to begin again? He remembered the month he spent bedridden last year. Just then, Xiaobai's childish voice rang in his mind, "Daddy, cowardice and fear no longer belong to you." Xiaobai's voice startled Yang Liming awake. Yes, what was I afraid of? What was I afraid of? Before, I didn't have the means to resist, so it was fine. Now that God has given me Xiaobai, what reason do I have to be cowardly and afraid? If I'm so vulnerable in reality, then what right do I have to use Xiaobai to travel to other worlds? After thinking this, he said to Xiaobai in his mind, "Xiaobai, all the energy in the dimensional artifact will be converted into my physical strength." "Daddy." As Xiaobai's voice fell, Yang Liming felt a stream of gas flow into his body from Xiaobai's hand. He felt that wherever the gas passed, the cells in his body swelled up, and the gas quickly spread throughout his body. At this moment, Yang Liming felt that he could kill a dinosaur in one blow. {Author's note: If this really happens, you'll probably be the one killed by it.} Daddy's strength transformation is complete. Now "Increase your strength attribute, use some ability points, and you have some energy points remaining. Your current strength attribute is [number] points." Feeling a power he had never experienced before, he was no longer willing to be bullied by Wang Fang. He raised his head and stared at Wang Fang, his eyes filled with deep hatred. Wang Fang was startled by his gaze, but quickly recovered and, as if to bolster his courage, kicked Yang Liming with all his might. He thought Yang Liming would be kicked to the ground again, but unexpectedly, Yang Liming didn't seem to care at all when he kicked him. Instead, he threw a punch at his chest. With a crack, Wang Fang heard the sound from his chest and felt his body flying backward, knowing that several of his ribs were broken. Yang Liming looked at Wang Fang, who had just been sent flying by his full-force punch, and uttered an undeniable statement. He said firmly and coldly to the group of people who came with Wang Fang: "From now on, anyone who insults me will be killed without mercy." (Author's note: What an arrogant kid!!! Yang Liming replied: It's all because you made me arrogant.))

Chapter 4: The Threat of the Gods and Time Travel or Get Struck by Lightning As Yang Liming finished speaking, the seven people who came with Wang Fang were stunned for a moment, then reacted, each rubbing their fists together. One of them looked at Yang Liming ferociously and said: "What the hell are you so arrogant about? I don't believe you can take on seven people by yourself. Come on, let's avenge Fangzi. Okay, you'd better not regret it!" Meanwhile, Wang Fang on the ground had already fainted. In a small clinic in the city, a boy came out after treating some bruises on his body. The boy stretched, "Ah, that felt so good! It feels so good to beat up someone you hate!" This boy was Yang Liming. In the battle just now, although he was slightly injured, the person he beat up would probably be bedridden for at least half a month, and Wang Fang would probably be bedridden for three to five months. A week later, Yang Liming left home. He told his parents... He claimed he was going out to do business and train himself, but in reality, it was to more easily collect energy. He wanted to quickly accumulate enough energy points to implement his grand plan of time travel. Moreover, in this past week, he successfully collected enough energy—tens of thousands of units—to raise his six basic physical attributes to the limit that ordinary humans could achieve. Each attribute reached its maximum, several times that of an average person. Yang Liming could now kick a hole in an ordinary wall with all his might; while not as exaggerated as the Shaolin Vajra Leg, it was still quite frightening. This gave him a little bit of survival capital when he first arrived in another world. He was currently in his rented small apartment, lying on his bed, talking to Xiaobai on the screen in his hand. He said, "Xiaobai, what's wrong? Lately, I always feel like you have something to say to me, but you always seem to hesitate." Xiaobai, with its little head lowered, murmured in its childish voice, "Daddy, can you not be angry when I tell you?" "Is it good or bad?" Just listening to Xiaobai's fawning and pitiful voice, you could tell he was up to something, and it was definitely not a good thing. "Okay, then I'll tell you a story first, Dad. You know about the Atlantis civilization, right?" "Of course I know about the Atlantis civilization. Do you know how the Atlantis civilization was destroyed? Didn't you say it was destroyed by the gods?" "Oh right, why did the gods destroy the Atlantis civilization? Is what you're going to say related to this?" Yang Liming replied. "Yes, Dad. A long time ago, probably when humans were still monkeys (Hey, watch your mouth, who's the monkey? The author shouted) Atlantis civilization developed more and more powerful. Their technology even surprised the gods, but this was not a big deal. The gods, though surprised, would not bother with Atlantis civilization. After all, in the eyes of the gods, no matter how advanced the technology was, it could not threaten them. Until Atlantis..." The Atlantean civilization invented something called the Dimensional Super Artifact, the God-Supporting Ship. This super artifact, capable of connecting various dimensional worlds, posed a significant threat to the gods. Yang Liming interrupted, "Xiaobai, didn't you say before that the Dimensional Super Artifact, the God-Supporting Ship, was invented by the Atlantean civilization and the gods together? How come it's said that the Atlantean civilization invented it alone?" Xiaobai replied, "Because the gods also contributed!" Hearing his father's question, Xiaobai explained, "When the Atlantean civilization created the Dimensional Super Artifact, the God-Supporting Ship, it lacked one thing and couldn't be completed—the artifact's spirit, which is me. Although their technology was advanced, they didn't understand the soul, so they had to ask the gods for help, and the gods did indeed help them. The gods extracted the soul of a child from his body and placed it into the super artifact, making it the artifact's spirit to the gods and an intelligent program to the Atlantean civilization." Xiaobai spoke with a touch of sadness. However, after the gods witnessed the God-Supporting Ship's capabilities, they felt... Threatened, they demanded the main god's chariot from the Atlantis civilization. After being refused, their war broke out, and naturally, the gods won, but they didn't get the chariot either. Because the king of Atlantis sent me away and hid me in the end. "Is that so? But what does that have to do with me? In my opinion, the Atlantis civilization are all idiots, they don't even understand the principle of not flaunting wealth," Yang Liming said carelessly, sitting up and drinking water. But Xiaobai's next sentence made him spit out all the water he was drinking. Because Xiaobai said, "Dad, the gods send people to patrol the human world every year, and they'll find me then. And their nature is to kill anything that threatens them, not let the innocent go free." There are still a little over two and a half years until the New Year, Xiaobai said apologetically to Yang Liming. Yang Liming felt bitter inside, his heart turned cold. "What kind of chariot did I build?" Xiaobai's words were very clear: "Dad, you are my current master, for a little over two and a half years..." "After a while, the gods will chat with you, and it won't be a friendly chat. Xiao Bai, you said you can threaten the gods, why is that?" Yang Liming asked Xiao Bai. Since things have already come to this, it's too late to say anything else. Yang Liming isn't one to sit and wait to die. Giving up Xiao Bai is even more impossible, because that would mean he would become an ordinary person again, something he absolutely couldn't accept. Moreover, after spending this time together, hearing Xiao Bai call him "Dad" in that childish voice, he had unconsciously come to regard him as family, second only to his own parents. "Dad, they are just gods in this world." —After hearing Xiao Bai's words, Yang Liming finally understood. Yes, they are just gods in this world, and there are powerful beings in other worlds, such as the gods or protagonists in novels. They are no less powerful than the gods of this world. If he could learn the abilities of the gods in other worlds, or simply use Xiao Bai to bring them out as his henchmen, then what would he be afraid of? This is why the gods are so determined to obtain the supreme artifact of the plane, the God-Main Ship, even at the cost of destroying the Atlantis civilization. "So Dad, you must hurry up and implement your time-travel plan! You only have five hundred years!" "Didn't you say you only had a little over two and a half years, Xiaobai?" Yang Liming asked, his head full of questions. "Dad, you'll have five hundred years in other worlds. As the pinnacle of the Atlantis civilization, you can adjust the time difference between two planes during the time travel process, up to a ratio of one to two hundred. If you really only have a little over two and a half years, even with the best conditions, you still can't catch up with the gods of this world. Even five hundred years is very little. Which god hasn't cultivated for millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of years? Do you think cultivation is that easy? My dear Dad," Xiaobai said disdainfully, making Yang Liming a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. "Also, I have a method for quickly collecting energy..." "I have to tell you, Dad. What method? Tell me quickly!" Yang Liming hurriedly said. For Yang Liming right now, the world was his greatest asset. "Dad, do you want to travel through time quickly or get struck by lightning?" Hearing Xiaobai's words, Yang Liming's mouth gaped open. "My goodness! Getting struck by lightning? Isn't that the classic trope with the best chance of time travel? It's said that over 90% of people who get struck by lightning go to another world or ancient times. Even if they're unlucky, at worst they'll be reborn and gain a little bit of superpower. I didn't expect that even with a super artifact like Xiaobai, I still have to take the old path! This proves that getting struck by lightning is indeed a must-do for the time travel army, a pioneer that can never be lacking!" Yang Liming muttered to himself stupidly after hearing Xiaobai's words. Xiaobai fell down on the screen upon hearing this. ((((((((((((Dear readers, please have pity on me! 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Chapter 5: Getting Struck by Lightning! On a bright, sunny morning in Thunderstruck City, a boy sat atop a small hill, muttering to himself. Listening closely, one could hear him repeatedly chanting things like, "Hurry up and thunder! Hurry up and rain! Hurry up and thunder! Hurry up and rain!" and "The bigger the thunder, the better!" Unfortunately, the heavens were against his wishes; not only was there no thunder or rain, but not even a single cloud in the sky. The heavens continued their sunny day, severely hindering this person's grand plan of time travel. He chanted again and again... After a barrage of curses about how bad it was—"Thunder, rain, the bigger the better!"—Yang Liming finally snapped. He stood up abruptly, one hand on his hip, the other pointing to the sky, his eyes blazing with fury, and unleashed a torrent of abuse. "You son of a bitch! I've been cursing you for so long, and you haven't even uttered a single word, not even a fart! How could you do this to me?" (The rest of the text is omitted.) After a while, he sat down to catch his breath. He knew that no matter how fiercely he cursed the unscrupulous heavens, they wouldn't pay him any attention, much less suddenly send down a bolt of lightning to strike him dead. Having nothing better to do than vent, anyone told they'd be hunted by gods wouldn't feel at ease, right? Lying on the ground, looking up at the clear, thunderless sky that had lasted for three days, he sighed and could only discuss the issue of time travel with Xiaobai. "Xiaobai, do you mean I should travel to the Tang Dynasty first? Or to The Legend of the Condor Heroes? Or directly to a cultivation world?" Xiaobai chuckled and said, "Dad, you don't need to think about those three places. You can only choose the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes now; you can't go to the other two." Hearing this, Yang Liming jumped up and said urgently, "Didn't you say you could go anywhere? Why can I only choose the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes now? Dad, I didn't lie to you and exaggerate my abilities. I really can go anywhere as long as I have the energy, but you can't!" "What do you mean I can't? Explain yourself!" Yang Liming felt scorned and immediately jumped up and shouted, "Dad, don't get excited! Do you know that there are different energy limitations when traveling to any world?" "Yes, I know. I think you mentioned that before." "Do you know the difference between traveling to a world with high energy limits and one with low energy limits?" Xiaobai asked Yang Liming again. Yang Liming pondered for a moment before nodding. "Based on what you said before, I roughly understand. It should be that the higher the energy limit of a world, or rather, the more powerful the characters in the story, the stronger they are. In the Tang Dynasty, a person with the Innate level is only considered an ordinary master on earth, but in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, they become comparable to the Five Greats. If I'm not mistaken, the energy required to travel to the Tang Dynasty should be more than that required to travel to The Legend of the Condor Heroes, which is also a martial arts story, right?" "You're half right. It seems that Dad's efforts to improve your intelligence have been useful. You're not too stupid." Xiaobai said with a grin. "Stop talking nonsense and don't use my intelligence as an excuse. Tell me what the other half is!" Yang Liming shouted, his face turning red. Intelligence was his eternal sore spot. Because of this, his academic performance had always been poor. Although now, using energy points to improve his memory, comprehension, and learning abilities made him better than average... "You'd be a bit stronger, but it's still not a good memory." Xiao Bai stopped teasing him and spoke to him seriously again: "Dad, in worlds with high energy limits, it's not just the characters that need to be powerful, but more importantly, the protective winds within the dimensional portal I open during the journey must be much stronger. Although your current physical strength is five times that of an ordinary person, you can only go to The Legend of the Condor Heroes. If you insist on going to other worlds with high energy limits, your body will be blown to pieces by the protective winds within the portal. Of course, martial arts worlds with energy limits not much different from The Legend of the Condor Heroes are also an option, but I think you'll choose The Legend of the Condor Heroes." "Why do you think I'll choose The Legend of the Condor Heroes first?" Yang Liming asked with a puzzled look. "Because when you were sleeping yesterday, you called out 'Guan Guan,' the day before yesterday 'Rong'er,' and the day before that 'Xiao Bai.'" Yang Liming laughed awkwardly and said, "Does everyone love beautiful women?" His old face turned bright red. To ease his embarrassment, Yang Liming asked knowingly, "So, only if I go to The Legend of the Condor Heroes..." "So, only by learning advanced martial arts and improving one's physical strength or internal energy can one go to a world with higher energy limits?" "Yes, Dad," Xiaobai replied earnestly, unaware that he was asking on purpose. As they were chatting, a sudden storm arose, with thunder rumbling. Indeed, the weather is unpredictable; just moments ago the sky was bright and clear, with no thunder for a moment, and suddenly it started thundering and raining. Yang Liming quickly got up, grinning, and said, "Why is it thundering all of a sudden? This is great!" (God: I'm...) "You're scared enough already, aren't you?" Yang Liming had been praying for three days that he'd be struck by lightning, but now that the moment was near, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. He asked Xiaobai, "Why do I have to absorb energy with you? If I don't get struck by lightning with you, can't you absorb the energy of the lightning on your own?" Seeing his scared look, Xiaobai could only say, "Dad, don't worry. When I absorb energy this way, an energy shield will automatically be set up on your body, and the lightning will be absorbed by me in the fastest way possible." The speed at which it absorbs the lightning shouldn't cause any harm. "Should"? What does "should" mean? Yang Liming's face broke out in a cold sweat. Xiao Bai said shyly, "This is my first time using this method too, but Dad, shouldn't we have confidence in the pinnacle of Atlantis civilization?" Yang Liming sweated even more, but he could only pray in his heart that Atlantis's technological achievements would pass muster. Because the first bolt of lightning had already struck his head. Xiao Bai had a device that could automatically attract lightning from the sky, thus absorbing its energy. Yang Liming watched the lightning relentlessly strike him, but aside from a slight numbness, all the lightning rushed towards Xiao Bai on his right hand. Looking at the rapidly rising energy points on Xiao Bai's screen, he finally felt relieved. "Hahahaha, Atlantis civilization, I praise you! Creating such a good energy-absorbing device for Xiao Bai is practically cheating! It's perfect for me!" Watching the number on the screen quickly surpass ten thousand, Yang Liming shouted in his heart. Knowing that this guy had painstakingly collected just over two hundred thousand units of energy over ten days, and used it all to improve his physical fitness, and that he'd already gained tens of thousands in just a few minutes and was still increasing, how could he not be excited? Hahahaha, let the lightning strike me even harder! From now on, I can spit out everything I eat and drink! Wahahahahahahaha! Meanwhile, looking out from the city center, the scene was completely different. The lightning covering the city seemed to have all heard the call and was rushing towards the city... A small hill in the center was enveloped in lightning. People in the city all pulled out their binoculars and looked at the hill, gasps of horror rising in the air. They could only vaguely see a figure standing tall, enduring countless bolts of lightning amidst the blinding flashes. "Gods and Bodhisattvas, protect us!" some elderly people cried out, kneeling before the hill in prayer. "Aliens are attacking Earth!" some young and middle-aged people exclaimed. "Wow! Cultivation! Tribulation! Master, please accept me! Don't ascend so early!" A large group of teenagers rushed towards the hill. He shouted wildly and excitedly. Yang Liming, our combination of deity, bodhisattva, alien, and cultivator, was extremely unhappy. "My god, haven't you struck me enough? I want to be roasted!" His skin was now charred black, and his hair stood on end, resembling Sendoh's hairstyle from Slam Dunk. Apparently, when the first lightning struck him, most of the energy flowed through the energy shield Xiaobai had placed on him and was absorbed by Xiaobai. Only a tiny amount reached his body, so he only felt a slight numbness. He got carried away, saying he'd drink one bowl and vomit it all, but when hundreds and thousands of lightning bolts struck him, his laughter vanished. Even if each bolt only released a tiny bit of energy, it would be enough to overwhelm him. If this kid hadn't increased his physical abilities to five times that of an ordinary person, he probably would have been roasted alive. "Dad, just hang in there a little longer, it should be over soon," Xiao Bai said to him. ((((((Dear readers, please collect, vote, recommend, and comment! Thank you!))))))))) Ah? Too few

Chapter Six: The First Stop of the Transmigration - The Baby Girl at the Foot of Zhongnan Mountain!! After another half hour of miserable life being struck by lightning, just when Yang Liming thought he was about to die before even starting his transmigration plan, becoming a fragrant roasted pig, the lightning that had struck him for nearly three hours finally stopped!! Looking at himself, his whole body steaming and his skin turned as black as banana leaves, Yang Liming wanted to shout, "I survived! The future is bright!!" Little White, how many energy points did you absorb? If it's too few, I'll lose out. This time, your father almost lost his life. "Wow!" Xiaobai exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Dad, you've struck it rich this time! In your words, you can now drink one bowl and throw it away! Ten thousand energy points! Dad, aren't you happy?" Yang Liming's eyes had turned into the shape of gold coins. "I'm rich! I'm rich! I'm really rich this time! I'm so rich! I'm so rich! Although I almost lost my life this time, I'm still so rich!" Yang Liming muttered unconsciously to himself. He only snapped back to reality when he heard some noise from down the mountain, which was beyond his normal hearing. "Don't block the way! I'm going to pay my respects to the Bodhisattva!" a slightly aged voice rang out. "Don't block my way! Can you take responsibility for delaying my apprenticeship?" Voice number two rang out. Then voices number three, four, and so on. Hearing the general meaning of these voices, with his slightly higher intelligence than the average person, he immediately knew that the gods and cultivators they were talking about were all referring to him! He quickly fled. Those people naturally couldn't find the person they were talking about, but this small hill became famous because of this incident, becoming the city's number one tourist attraction—something Yang Liming hadn't expected. He ran towards his rented house as fast as he could, while those around him only saw an African-looking person moving rapidly, marveling at the rapid development of society and how comfortable foreigners were in China. After a few minutes of frantic running, the African-looking person finally arrived at his rented house. After resting for a while, Yang Liming said to Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, recover quickly! I know you have a way. Look how black I am, like an African!" He swallowed a Nine Profound Pill, which Xiaobai had created using 10,000 energy points and was said to be able to repair the entire body. Patches of charred skin peeled off, revealing skin much smoother than before. After taking a shower and thoroughly cleaning himself up, Yang Liming took a copy of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* from a drawer and placed it on Xiaobai. He took a deep breath and said to Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, your first stop in this transmigration is *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*!" His voice trembled slightly. "My dream! My dream of transmigrating!" The book merged into Xiaobai's body, and Xiaobai said to Yang Liming, "Dad, the dimensional coordinates have been established..." "Not open the spatial passage immediately? Yes!!" Yang Liming watched as Xiaobai shot out a beam of light again, drawing a colorful door-shaped pattern in the void in front of him. The space around it distorted and crumbled bit by bit, eventually transforming into a pitch-black door! Yang Liming swore he had never seen such a black color before, so black it seemed to absorb all the surrounding light! It formed a stark and eerie contrast with the areas untouched by Xiaobai's light. "Dad, go in. This door can only last a minute," Xiaobai's voice echoed in his mind. "Xiaobai, are you really alright?" Yang Liming looked at the door, which resembled a gaping black mouth, and felt slightly uneasy. "It's alright, Dad," Xiaobai reassured him. Gritting his teeth, Yang Liming prepared for battle... With a sense of no return, he stepped into the pitch-black maw. Once inside, Yang Liming felt he lost all sense of time and space, as if he had left the atmosphere and was floating in a vacuum of space with no foothold. But this feeling only lasted a moment before Yang Liming felt himself standing on solid ground again. He shook his head, still a little dazed from the journey, to clear his mind. Then he looked around and found himself standing at the foot of a large mountain, surrounded by rocks and barren weeds. Looking towards the mountaintop, he seemed to see a building and a few figures vaguely visible. Thankfully, Yang Liming breathed a sigh of relief, "Looks like I haven't traveled to some random place." "Xiao Bai, are you sure this is the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes?" "Hehe, to be honest, I'm not 100% sure either. After all, this is my first time using this function. I haven't even fully tested creating my Atlantis civilization yet. I only mentioned my function before the gods destroyed it." "Why don't you just ask someone? Then you'll know everything!" That's true, let's go ask someone first. As the two (or rather, the man and the dog) were talking, they suddenly heard a sobbing sound, seemingly from a baby. It came from not far away. "Huh, what's going on? How can there be a baby's voice in this desolate place?" Yang Liming followed the sound and indeed found a small wooden basket containing a baby wrapped in layers of cloth. He picked her up and immediately knew it was a girl. Even while crying, the baby's face was exquisitely beautiful, her cheeks white and tender, like a crystal work of art. Yang Liming handled her with extreme care, afraid of accidentally breaking her. "Sigh," he thought. So young and already so devastating; what will she be like when she grows up? Her parents are really something, abandoning such an adorable daughter. "The surroundings are desolate and uninhabited. It seems that if I don't take care of her, this little girl's life will be in danger. Well, I'll take care of you for a while. (Readers, guess who this baby girl is?)" Yang Liming made the decision to adopt the baby girl; he couldn't bear to see such a lovely infant die in this desolate wilderness. He picked up the baby and left, casually putting the jade pendant with the two characters "Long'er" engraved on it, which he had taken from the baby's neck, into his pocket. He hadn't thought much about the two characters until…! He had only walked a short distance with Long'er in his arms when he heard two people's footsteps and voices coming from the mountain. "Senior Brother Yi, what do you think Master wants us to do by coming down the mountain for training this time?" "Junior Brother Qian, Master is an upright man, so naturally he wants us to act as heroes and rid the world of injustice." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two Taoist priests getting closer and closer to him. Yang Liming thought he should first confirm whether this was the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes. So he carried Long'er and walked towards the two Taoist priests, smiling as he asked them, "Brothers, oh, I mean, brothers, may I ask you a question?" Seeing his expression, the senior brother Yi didn't refuse, saying, "Brothers, please feel free to ask. Yi Zhiping will answer all your questions." Yang Liming's body trembled upon hearing this. "Yi Zhiping! That's Yi Zhiping! The Yi Zhiping from The Return of the Condor Heroes, the one that made men all over the world both jealous and hateful!" Seeing that Yi Zhiping still looked like a young man not much older than him, he knew without asking that he must have already reached his destination. "Brother, brother, please feel free to ask!" It turned out that Yi Zhiping had called out to him when he was distracted. "Oh, I just wanted to ask you what year it is today, what month and day?" "!! Yi Zhiping wasn't surprised by his question, so he told him the year truthfully. !! After listening, Yang Liming compared it with the plot in the book and realized that it was around the time when Huang Rong and Guo Jing first met in Zhangjiakou. He then asked for the location of Zhangjiakou and headed there. !! Yang Liming thought to himself, "Although I came here mainly to learn martial arts, I can't miss the male and female protagonists, especially the female protagonist," and chuckled mischievously. As Yang Liming walked, carrying Long'er, a serious thought suddenly occurred to him. He slapped himself hard and cursed, "You big idiot! The baby girl at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, more than ten years ago in the world of Condor Heroes, plus the jade pendant engraved with the words 'Long'er' and that face destined to bring ruin to the country. All of this combined, who else could I be holding but Little Dragon Girl? The coincidences are too much! After realizing he had found the heroine of Condor Heroes, Yang Liming didn't know whether he should be happy or what. In short, his heart was full of complicated feelings. "Am I going to start a beauty-raising program? Am I that shameless?" he asked himself, stroking his chin. (Author's comment: You are indeed that shameless!) (Dear readers, please recommend and collect this. The future of GamerSky rests entirely in your hands!)

Chapter Seven: Encountering Da Rong'er After a day's journey, including hiring two carriages along the way, Yang Liming finally arrived at his destination. Upon arrival, he was suddenly dumbfounded. "Oh dear," he thought, "I don't know Huang Rong or Guo Jing, and Zhangjiakou is so big! I can't even be sure if they're here yet. How am I supposed to find them?" Knowing he wouldn't be able to see the legendary Guo Jing and Huang Rong for the time being, Yang Liming had no choice but to take Long'er and stay at the largest restaurant in Zhangjiakou, the Longyun Restaurant. Sitting on the wooden bed in the hotel, he pondered his destinations for the Legend of the Condor Heroes. First, he needed to go to Shaolin Temple to trick them into giving him the Nine Yang Divine Skill, a very powerful internal energy cultivation method. It shouldn't have been discovered by those monks yet that it's hidden inside the sutra. Second, there's Dugu Bubai's sword, where there are the martial arts manuals left by Dugu Bubai, and most importantly, the snake gall that can increase internal strength. Finally, there's Tianshan, the Lingjiu Palace from Tianlong. Although I don't know if it still exists, I imagine the wall inside Lingjiu Palace with most of the Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts engraved on it should still be there. And Huang Rong is a must-have; I'm here to save her, to prevent her from dying in Xiangyan City with that silly boy Guo Jing in the future. This kid shamelessly found a reason for himself in his heart, chuckling lewdly to himself. Yang Liming, who was enjoying himself in his heart, was... The crying woke him up, and then he skillfully took out a bottle and formula, prepared the milk, tested the temperature, and, finding it suitable, stuffed it into Long'er's little mouth, which was crying loudly because she was hungry. (What, you're asking me where his bottle and formula came from? Have you forgotten about Xiaobai, the all-powerful milk provider? It can basically conjure anything as long as it has energy, except for things with souls.) Yang Liming looked at little Long'er, who was diligently working with a bottle bigger than her little head, her cuteness simply outrageous. He said, "Sigh, I never thought that with my lifelong wisdom, I'd be reduced to being your little girl's babysitter. It's truly outrageous!" Little did he know, if modern men knew that this kid had the good fortune to breastfeed Little Dragon Girl and was still making a fuss, wouldn't they all grab their weapons and beat him up? Seeing Dragon Girl eating happily, Yang Liming patted his own belly and felt hungry too. He left the room and ordered some wine, dishes, and steamed buns from the waiter. Just as he was about to start eating, a pair of dark little hands reached out, grabbed a few buns in front of him, and stuffed them into his mouth. Before Yang Liming could say anything, the waiter rushed over, yelling, "Where did this little beggar come from? This isn't a place for you!" and threw a punch, which the little beggar ducked to avoid. With a grin, the waiter said, "Your little inn usually can't even afford to hire someone like me." Enraged, the waiter threw another punch, which the beggar dodged again. Hands on his hips, he chuckled and said, "The person in charge hasn't said anything, so you'd better mind your own business." Yang Liming, naturally, wouldn't argue over a few buns, so he told the waiter, "Forget it, the ones from before are on me. Go get a few more buns for this young man." Seeing that he didn't say anything and was even spending his own money to buy food for the beggar, the waiter, though inwardly cursing him as a fool, still gave the beggar a few buns as instructed. After all, why not make some money? "Have you gone mad?" The little beggar, having taken the steamed bun, didn't leave. He sat down next to Yang Liming without any ceremony and said, "Your clothes are really interesting; I've never even seen anything like them before." Yang Liming was inwardly amused and exasperated. What did his interesting clothes have to do with him? Was this little beggar clinging to him just because of his modern clothes? Just as he was about to point out the little beggar's fault, he looked up and noticed the beggar's eyes—they were jet black and incredibly bright. Suddenly, a possibility occurred to him. Then he saw the little beggar grinning, revealing two rows of sparkling white teeth, which seemed completely out of place with his overall appearance. He wore a tattered, dark leather hat askew on his head, his face and hands covered in soot. He was thin and small, which further confirmed his suspicions. "No way! I'm so lucky, I just picked up a little dragon, and now I've met a big Rong!" (Author: Nonsense, if you weren't lucky, would I make you work for me?) He quickly said, "Young brother, if you're hungry, why don't you eat with me?" The beggar, suspected to be the young Huang Rong, didn't stand on ceremony and said, "I can eat as much as I want, you'll treat me!" Yang Liming said, "Of course, of course." He turned to the waiter and said, "Bring up all the good food." The little beggar said, "Wait, let's eat some fruit first. Hey waiter, bring four dried fruits, four fresh fruits, two salted pickles, and four candied fruits." The waiter was startled, not expecting him to speak so boldly, and sneered, "What kind of fruit and candied fruits does the master want?" "That little beggar—or rather, Huang Rong—said, 'In this poor little inn, I doubt you can get anything good. So, here's the sort of dried fruit: lychees, longans, steamed dates, and ginkgo nuts. Pick the freshest fruit you can find. For the salty and sour, I'd like fragrant cherries and ginger-flavored plums. Do you even have those here? Candied fruit? Rose-flavored kumquats, fragrant grapes, sugar-coated peach strips, and pear slices.' The waiter, hearing her expertise, abandoned his initial skepticism. Huang Rong continued, 'We don't have fresh fish or shrimp for appetizers. Hmm, eight simple dishes will do.' The waiter asked, 'What would you like, sir?' Huang Rong replied, 'Well, you can't leave it unsaid. The eight dishes are: braised quail, stir-fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, deer stomach stuffed with scallops, pan-fried beef tendon, chrysanthemum rabbit shreds, stir-fried venison leg, and ginger-vinegar braised pork hock.'" "I'll only order what you can make here. As for the more expensive dishes, we'll skip them." The waiter's mouth dropped open in astonishment. After he finished speaking, he said, "These eight dishes are quite expensive. Just the duck feet and chicken tongue soup alone require dozens of chickens and ducks." Huang Rong pointed at Yang Liming and said, "This gentleman is treating. Do you think he can't afford it?" If Yang Liming wasn't sure the little beggar in front of him was Huang Rong, then he was truly wasting his 40,000 energy points that had boosted his intelligence to 500. Seeing the waiter looking at him as if he really couldn't afford it, he quickly took out a piece of gold that Xiao Bai had previously transformed into and placed it in front of the waiter, saying, "Young man, whatever you want, we'll make it." The waiter's eyes widened at the sight of the gold, and he said dumbly, "Of course, of course." "Customers are our bodhisattvas, aren't they?" After replying, he looked at Yang Liming with a hint of awe, and at Huang Rong with the same respect. The reason was simple: the large deposit Yang Liming casually produced was enough to buy most of their restaurant. Watching him nervously rush to prepare the food she had requested, Huang Rong said to Yang Liming, "I didn't expect you to be so wealthy." "Hehe, not really," Yang Liming replied with a smile, "As long as you want to eat, however much you want, I'll treat you." Huang Rong was taken aback. "How did you know I was a girl?" Of course, Yang Liming couldn't say, "I saw it in *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*." So he pointed to his throat and uttered two words: Adam's apple. Huang Rong immediately understood; she had forgotten to cover her snow-white neck, which was why she had given herself away. Seeing that she had been exposed, Huang Rong, after her initial panic, quickly regained her composure and said with a smile, "You're smart to have seen through me. My name is Huang Rong. Since you treated me to a big meal, I can let you call me Rong'er like Father does." Yang Liming, seeing her innocent and cheerful appearance, also spoke up, "My name is Yang Liming, but since you let me call you Rong'er, I'll let you call me Brother Ming, or Brother Liming is fine too." ((Dear readers, please recommend and collect this! 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Chapter 8: The All-Conquering Little Dragon Chapter 8: The All-Conquering Little Dragon Originally, Yang Liming thought, "That silly boy Guo Jing, you always called him 'brother' in the original story. As your future husband, I can't be treated any worse than him, right?" This guy automatically forgot that he had only just met her, yet he already labeled her as part of the Yang family and even made suggestive remarks. (Shameless! Shameless!) Hearing him say that, if it were any other girl, she probably would have slapped this lecherous man with her delicate hands. But who is Huang Rong? She is the daughter of Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, and naturally possesses a certain wickedness. Some of the morals spoken of by the world are utter nonsense in Huang Yaoshi's eyes. Most importantly, Huang Rong is new to the martial arts world, a pure and innocent young girl, so she doesn't find anything wrong with Yang Liming's words. On the contrary, she finds Yang Liming's words direct, frank, and interesting, and unconsciously develops a bit of a liking for him. If Yang Liming knew what Huang Rong was thinking, he would definitely pat himself on the chest and praise himself as a "love saint!" Little did he know, if it weren't Huang Rong, but any other girl, she would definitely kick him hard, yell "You pervert!" and walk away. That's the tragedy of a love novice! After the waiter brought the food, the two chatted about all sorts of things. During this time, Huang Rong was completely fooled by the riddles he had learned in modern times. This greatly shocked Huang Rong, who considered herself extremely intelligent. No matter how smart she was, she couldn't have come up with such strange questions that only appeared more than eight hundred years later. "Rong'er, where is your home? Why don't you go home? And why are you pretending to be a man?" Yang Liming asked knowingly. Huang Rong's eyes reddened, and she said, "Father doesn't want me anymore." Yang Liming said, "What?" Huang Rong said, “Father has locked someone up and won’t let him go. I felt sorry for him and thought he was lonely and bored, so I gave him some good wine and food and kept him company. Father got angry and scolded me, so I secretly escaped at night.” Yang Liming said, “Your father is probably thinking of you right now. Where is your mother?” Huang Rong said, “She died a long time ago. I’ve never had a mother since I was little.” Yang Liming said, “Go home after you’ve had your fun.” Huang Rong burst into tears and said, “Father doesn’t want me anymore.” Yang Liming said, “No, he doesn’t.” Huang Rong said, “Then why doesn’t he come looking for me?” Yang Liming said, “Perhaps he did look for me, but he couldn’t find me.” Huang Rong smiled through her tears and said, “That makes sense.” "I'll go back after I've had enough fun, but before that, Brother Ming, you have to play nicely with me, okay?" Yang Liming was more than happy to oblige. He had only pretended to be her older brother to let her go home to make Huang Rong feel more cared for. Otherwise, why would he let her go? He hoped her father would never find her, so he could keep her abducted forever. Yang Liming thought wickedly. Then he said to his Rong'er sister, "Rong'er sister, don't worry, I'm your brother, of course I'll play with you happily. And now, besides your father, you also have Brother Yang. As long as I'm here, even if I'm hacked a thousand times and bleed to death, I will never let you get hurt in the slightest, and I will never let anyone bully you..." Good words are free, and this kid's mouth spewed out a whole bunch of words, like a brother's responsibility to care for his sister, amplified countless times, bombarding his Rong'er sister with praise. Although Huang Rong was clever and quick-witted, she was naive and young at heart, and didn't question why he was so kind to her. She felt that this brother she had just recognized today, who wasn't much older than her, was a wonderful person, the kindest person to her besides her father. Touched, Xilihua's gaze towards Yang Liming grew increasingly gentle. Yang Liming, seeing the look in his Rong'er's eyes, felt a surge of pride! He sighed, thinking how innocent and easily deceived girls were in ancient times. If he were to say those words to a modern girl, he was certain he would be blacklisted and labeled as having ulterior motives and malicious intent. "Brother Ming, you're so good to Rong'er." "Of course, of course. As long as Rong'er is willing, I'll be good to you for the rest of my life. By the way, Brother Rong'er still doesn't know what you really look like? But I think my little sister Rong'er must be a little beauty, right?" Huang Rong didn't understand the meaning behind his words, but simply raised her little head, tilted her nose to the sky, and proudly said, "Of course, Rong'er is a very beautiful girl." Yang Liming nodded secretly, thinking to himself, "Of course, you are the number one beauty in Mr. Jin Yong's works. How could you not be a beautiful girl?" Huang Rong, seeing his expression, thought he didn't believe she was a beautiful girl. She thought to herself, "I'll show you my true face and make you drool." She said to Yang Liming, "Brother Ming, wait a moment, Rong'er will be right back." After saying that, she ran off. Yang Liming didn't know what this girl was planning. Seeing her say that, he focused on finishing the food on the table and waited for her to return. About ten minutes later, Yang Liming patted his full belly and thought, "Why hasn't this girl come back yet? Did she find out there's a huge pervert here and scared her away?" (Author: It's good that you have self-awareness.) After waiting a few more minutes, a melodious voice, like the warbling of a nightingale, suddenly rang out from behind him, "May I sit next to you?" "Just hearing that voice almost made Yang Liming intoxicated. He quickly turned around and saw a girl with long, flowing hair, dressed entirely in white, with a gold ribbon in her hair that shone brilliantly against the snow. She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with skin as white as snow, incomparably beautiful, and stunningly gorgeous. The girl's attire was like that of a fairy, leaving him speechless. The entire restaurant seemed to have been elevated several levels because of the girl's arrival. The men in the restaurant were even more dumbfounded, some even having nosebleeds. Compared to them, Yang Liming's reaction upon seeing this girl was relatively mild. Looking at this goddess-like woman, Yang Liming felt as if the blood in his body was flowing backward. He stammered, "C-c ... Hearing Rong'er's words, Yang Liming finally came to his senses and slapped himself hard. "Yang Liming, Yang Liming, you grew up watching modern movie stars, how could you be so easily tempted?" Actually, it wasn't his fault; Huang Rong was just too ridiculously beautiful. Seeing his reaction, Huang Rong laughed even harder. "Brother Ming, what do you think? Rong'er didn't lie to you, did she? Rong'er is really beautiful." She looked incredibly smug. Seeing her upturned nose, Yang Liming, wanting to save face, said, "Rong'er is indeed the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. But not the cutest, you know." Huang Rong took the bait. "Then who's the cutest you've ever seen?" "Come on, let me show you what cuteness is." Yang Liming puffed out his chest and led the way to his room upstairs. Huang Rong, seeing his mysterious demeanor, followed him. As soon as they left, the surrounding diners started commotion. Fenfen asked, "Who's that kid?" "The goddess actually left with him, that wretched brat!" He couldn't suppress his jealousy. Only the waiter remained silent, believing that it wasn't wrong for a wealthy man like Yang Liming to have such a beautiful woman by his side. Upon entering the room, Yang Liming saw the little dragon girl sleeping on the bed after eating. He picked her up and asked Huang Rong, "How is she?" Huang Rong, seeing him bring over a baby, was initially about to accuse him of cheating. However, upon seeing the little dragon girl's adorable appearance—capable of charming anyone from three to over a year old—she couldn't say anything more. Her maternal instincts overwhelmed her. She shoved the little dragon girl in the eye, making her eyes turn into hearts, looking even more pathetic than when Yang Liming first saw her. This made Yang Liming feel he had salvaged some of his pride. (((Dear readers, please recommend, collect, and share! We are extremely grateful. Please, please!)))

Chapter 9: Meeting Yang Kang in the Arena On a bustling street, a stunningly beautiful young woman, cradling an equally adorable baby, called out to the boy behind her, "Brother, hurry up! I heard there's a martial arts contest for marriage up ahead. I've never seen one before!" The boy replied, "I know, Rong'er, slow down, be careful of the baby in your arms." But in his heart, he wondered if the martial arts contest was related to Mu Nianci. It turned out that this couple, whose head-turning rate on the street far exceeded 1000%, was none other than Huang Rong and Yang Liming. For two days, under Yang Liming's emotional attacks and Long'er's adorable charm, Huang Rong had come to regard them both as her true family. She had now completely become Yang Liming's shadow and Long'er's nanny, finally freeing Yang Liming from his miserable fate as a stay-at-home dad. Soon they arrived at the martial arts contest for marriage. Squeezing through the crowd, they saw a large open space in the center, with a white banner with red flowers and the four golden characters "Martial Arts Contest for Marriage" planted in the ground. Under the banner, two people were engaged in a lively fight, one a girl in red, the other a tall, strong man. Yang Liming immediately recognized the girl in red as Mu Nianci. Her beauty was only slightly inferior to Huang Rong's; besides Mu Nianci, the second most beautiful woman in *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, he couldn't think of anyone else. The burly man on the stage was no match for Mu Nianci. He was quickly knocked off the platform, covered in dust and ashamed, and disappeared into the crowd. The onlookers cheered loudly. Mu Nianci smoothed her hair, retreated to the flagpole, and whispered a few words to a middle-aged man beside her. The man nodded, bowed deeply to the crowd, and said loudly, "My name is Mu Yi, from Shandong. Passing through your esteemed land, I seek neither fame nor fortune, but only because my daughter has reached marriageable age and is not yet betrothed. She has made a vow not for wealth, but for a man of exceptional martial arts skills. Therefore, I have dared to hold a martial arts contest to find her husband. Whoever is under thirty years old, unmarried, and can defeat my daughter with even one punch or kick will be betrothed to her. My daughter and I..." "From south to north, I've traversed seven routes, but because all the renowned heroes have already married, and few young heroes are willing to deign to marry, I've never found a good match." He paused here, then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Beijing is a place where hidden talents abound, and there must be many masters and chivalrous men. My actions have been absurd; please forgive me." Mu Yi was broad-shouldered and very robust, but his back was slightly hunched, his temples were gray, his face was full of wrinkles, and his expression was very sorrowful. He wore a coarse cotton-padded jacket and trousers, both patched. After giving his instructions, Mu Yi waited a while. He heard some hooligans in the crowd making sarcastic remarks and commenting on the girl, but no one dared to make a move. Looking up at the sky, he saw low-hanging clouds and a stronger north wind, and muttered to himself, "Looks like a heavy snow is coming soon. Ah, the sky was like this the other day..." He turned and pulled up the flagpole, about to unfurl the "Martial Arts Contest for Marriage" banner, when suddenly someone shouted from both the east and west sides of the crowd, "Wait!" Two people rushed into the circle at the same time. Everyone burst into laughter. It turned out that the one who came in from the east was a fat old man with a full beard, most of which was gray, and he was at least fifty years old. The one from the west was even more amusing—a bald monk. The fat man shouted at the crowd, "What are you laughing at? He's holding a martial arts contest to find a wife. I'm not married yet, do you think I can't compete?" The monk grinned and said, "Old man, even if you win, are you going to let such a beautiful girl become a widow as soon as she marries you?" The fat man angrily retorted, "Then what are you doing here?" The monk replied, "If I get such a beautiful wife, I'll immediately renounce my monkhood." The crowd laughed even harder. Mu Nianci's face turned angry, her eyebrows furrowed, and she took off the cloak she had just put on, about to attack. Mu Yi pulled his daughter back, telling her to calm down, and casually stuck the flagpole into the ground again. Huang Rong, standing beside Yang Liming, initially found the scene amusing, clapping and laughing, jumping up and down. However, upon seeing the anger on Mu Nianci's face, she seemed to realize something and turned angry, saying to Yang Liming, "Brother Ming, those two are truly shameless! Don't they know their own worth? Look how angry they've made Big Sister! If they win, isn't it like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung?" Yang Liming knew these two extras had no chance, so he patted his chest and said to his Rong'er sister, "Don't worry, Rong'er, even if they win, I'll go up and beat them down. I absolutely won't let a beautiful flower be stuck in cow dung. Because I know Rong'er doesn't like that kind of thing." Huang Rong didn't know that he knew those two extras had no chance and was actually trying to gain her favor. Hearing his words, she just kept thinking, "Brother Ming is so good to me. He's willing to go on stage and fight just because of my word." Her heart was filled with sweetness, and a young girl's heart kept flying towards him because of his shamelessness. The monk and the fat man were arguing over who should fight the girl first, their banter escalating into a heated argument. The onlookers, laughing and jeering, egged them on: "You two brothers, have a match! Whoever wins gets to go!" The monk said, "Alright, old man, let's have a go!" He threw a punch. The fat man dodged, then retaliated with a punch of his own. The monk used Shaolin Arhat Fist, while the fat man used Five Elements Fist, both external martial arts. The monk moved swiftly and agilely, his movements fluid and powerful. The fat man, however, possessed a powerful and relentless style; despite his age, his attacks were incredibly fierce. As the fight reached its climax, the monk lunged forward, delivering three consecutive punches to the fat man's waist. The fat man groaned three times, enduring the pain without flinching, and raised his right fist high, bringing it down like a giant hammer, striking the monk squarely on the bald head. Unable to withstand the onslaught, the monk collapsed to the ground. He paused briefly, then suddenly drew his monk's knife from his robes and swung it at the fat man's shin. The crowd roared. The fat man leaped to avoid the blow, drawing an iron whip from his waist—both men concealed weapons. In the blink of an eye, knives and whips clashed, a fierce and lively battle ensued. The crowd cheered, retreating hastily, fearing the weapons might injure them. Mu Yi walked to their side and said loudly, "Stop! This is the capital; you mustn't use weapons here." The two, caught up in the frenzy, paid him no heed. Mu Yi suddenly lunged forward, kicking the monk's knife out of his hand, then grabbing the whip's end. With a swift pull and a snatch, the fat man lost his grip and had to let go. Mu Yi slammed the whip to the ground. The monk and the fat man, not daring to utter a word, picked up their weapons and disappeared into the crowd. Amidst the roar of laughter, the sound of bells jingling filled the air, and dozens of burly servants escorted a young gentleman on horseback. Upon seeing the banner proclaiming "Martial Arts Contest for Marriage," the young man smiled slightly, dismounted, and stepped into the crowd. After a few glances, he smiled again, dismounted, and entered the throng, asking Mu Nianci, "Is this the young lady participating in the martial arts contest for marriage?" Mu Nianci blushed and turned her head away, offering no reply. Mu Yi stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "My surname is Mu. What brings you here, young master?" The young man asked, "What are the rules of the martial arts contest for marriage?" Mu Yi explained them to him. The young man said, "Then I'll give it a try." Yang Liming saw that the young man was handsome, about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a brocade robe, his attire extremely luxurious. He thought to himself, "This kid must be that infamous traitor Yang Kang, the father of the Condor Hero, the culprit who caused Mu Nianci's miserable later life, ultimately leading to her death from illness." He then looked up at the beautiful Mu Nianci and thought to himself, "Mu, don't worry, your brother Yang Liming will never let you fall into his clutches." Mu Yi, no, he should be called Yang Tiexin now. He saw that Yang Kang looked like a nobleman among the Jin people. He was originally... He harbored extreme hatred for the Jin people, so how could he possibly want Yang Kang to marry his daughter? But he was also afraid of offending him and bringing trouble upon himself and his daughter. So he said, "My daughter and I are just country bumpkins, and we dare not spar with you, young master. Let's part ways here." Yang Kang laughed and said, "Let's spar, but only until we've reached a point. Don't worry, I won't hurt your daughter." He turned to the girl and smiled, "If you can land one punch on me, you'll consider yourself the winner, okay?" Yang Tiexin saw that he was determined to fight, so he had no choice but to think, "This young master is spoiled and pampered; how could he possibly have any martial arts skills? I should get rid of him as soon as possible and leave the city to avoid further trouble." Just as Yang Tiexin was about to agree, a voice interrupted him, saying, "If you want to compete with this young lady, you'd better beat me first." The voice then clasped its hands in a fist and bowed to Yang Tiexin, asking, "May I, junior, go up on stage and compete with this young master first?" Yang Tiexin and Yang Kang turned to look and saw a young man about the same age as Yang Kang. Yang Tiexin hadn't wanted his daughter to compete with Yang Kang in the first place, but seeing another young man step forward, who was polite and, most importantly, clearly a member of the Han people, he was naturally overjoyed and had no reason to refuse. He quickly nodded and said to Yang Liming, "Since you gentlemen think so highly of my daughter, then please let her compete first." Yang Kang had come to the martial arts competition mainly to show off... Showing off his martial arts skills, he didn't refuse any opponents of similar age. "Brother Ming, are you going to fight on stage too? You don't seem to know any internal energy." Huang Rong, standing beside Yang Liming, asked worriedly when she saw him about to go on stage. At the same time, her little mouth puffed out, showing obvious jealousy. Seeing Huang Rong's expression, Yang Liming felt a surge of joy, knowing that his two days of hard work had finally paid off. Huang Rong, the little lamb, had fallen into his trap. He confidently told Huang Rong, "Don't worry, Rong'er, who is your Brother Ming? I have my ways." Hearing him say this, Huang Rong didn't say anything more. She was just beginning to experience love, unaware that she had fallen for Yang Liming.Seeing him fight for another girl made him inexplicably uncomfortable. Yang Liming's audacity in challenging Yang Kang, who possessed internal energy, wasn't without reason. He'd seen the two shameless monks and the old man who, after channeling their internal energy, had physical attributes roughly twice that of an average person. Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci were roughly 2.5 and 3 times that of an average person, respectively. (Don't underestimate these small differences; a normal person facing an opponent whose physical attributes, including strength, reflexes, endurance, and physical strength, all exceed their own by 10% will be at a significant disadvantage. A difference of 20% is simply...) It's practically pointless. So, a monk and an old man twice the strength would seem abnormally strong to ordinary people. Yang Liming recalled that although Yang Kang was significantly stronger than Mu Nianci in the original novel, he was probably only about 3.5 to 4 times stronger than an ordinary person. Yang Liming confidently stepped onto the stage. When Yang Kang saw Yang Liming enter, his eyes revealed disdain. He was extremely arrogant now, unlike the inferiority complex he displayed after learning his true origins in the original novel. Instead, he seemed to think, "Among my peers, I'm second to none." With this attitude, he said to Yang Liming with his nose in his nose, "When I throw you off the stage later, I'll try to be as gentle as possible, don't worry." Upon hearing this, Yang Kang thought, "Damn it! I haven't even done anything yet, and you think you've already won?" He then turned his nose at Yang Kang and mimicked his mannerisms, saying, "I'll try to be gentle when I throw you off the field, don't worry." Yang Kang, upon hearing this, was immediately enraged. He was still just a pampered young master who loved martial arts, and he couldn't stand Yang Liming's words. He rushed towards Yang Liming and threw a punch with his inner force. Judging from the speed of the punch, Yang Liming immediately realized, "Just as I expected, his speed is three and a half to four times that of an ordinary person. I wonder about his strength?" Seeing a thin layer of energy on his fist, he guessed that it must be something that could enhance the body's various... Seeing that Yang Kang's fist was almost at his chest, he also threw a full-force punch at Yang Kang. Yang Kang, seeing that he had no internal energy, became even more disdainful. He thought to himself, "What is he thinking? Just a brute who doesn't know martial arts, daring to challenge me? He's really overestimating himself." But then his eyes changed from disdain to shock. He felt a powerful force coming at him, even stronger than himself. Their fists collided heavily, making a loud cracking sound as air was compressed. ((((Dear readers, please recommend, collect, and add to your favorites. I am extremely grateful. Please, please!)))

Chapter Ten: Using Modern Weapons to Bully the Ancients. Yang Kang was instantly knocked away, crashing heavily to the ground. The surrounding audience snorted, which sounded extremely grating to Yang Kang's ears. His gaze towards Yang Liming changed from anger to resentment. He no longer believed that Yang Liming was incompetent in martial arts, but rather that he had practiced some hidden technique, pretending to be weak while actually being strong. With a loud shout, he got up from the ground, his five fingers forming a claw, aiming for Yang Liming's forehead. Seeing his arm swinging like the wind, with a trace of blue energy between his five fingers, Yang Liming quickly retreated, secretly calling out "Nine Yin White Bone Claw." He thought to himself, "Yang Kang's Nine Yin White Bone Claw is extremely fierce. I cannot confront him head-on, otherwise, I will definitely suffer in a point-to-point fight. Although I don't know lightness skill, my physical attributes have been enhanced five times by Xiao Bai, giving me an absolute advantage in speed. As long as I don't..." "I'll clash head-on with him, seize the opportunity for a swift and decisive strike, and victory will surely be mine." So Yang Liming dodged Yang Kang's fierce claw attacks, using his speed to circle around Yang Kang. Seeing that he couldn't hit his opponent for a long time, Yang Kang grew impatient and finally revealed an opening. Yang Liming saw this and delivered a powerful punch to his back, sending him flying off the stage. Lying on the ground, Yang Kang struggled to his feet. At this moment, several strange-looking men rushed over to help him up, asking, "Young Prince, are you alright?" Then they shouted at Yang Liming on the stage, "Where did this brat come from? Do you know who you just beat?" Their tone was extremely arrogant. Yang Liming immediately recognized these strange-looking guys as Sha Tongtian and his group. Although he knew he couldn't defeat any of them, he didn't take them seriously. Since they dared to beat Yang Kang, he naturally wouldn't... He was completely unprepared and ignored them. Sha Tongtian and the others shouted angrily, saying they would come up and teach him a lesson. Yang Kang, however, shoved Sha Tongtian and the others aside, glared at Yang Liming, and told them to leave. He knew that if he continued to cause trouble today, he would only embarrass himself further. Just as he was about to leave, a servant told him, "Young Prince, the Princess Consort has arrived." As in the original story, upon seeing the Princess Consort, Yang Tiexin immediately forgot his own name. He just kept muttering "Xiruo, Xiruo," not even noticing that Yang Kang and the others had left. Mu Nianci called for a long time before she came to her senses. Originally, Yang Liming was going to compete with Mu Nianci, but now that Yang Tiexin had seen Bao Xiruo, he had no interest in holding a martial arts contest to choose a husband. Moreover, he could tell that Yang Liming was stronger than Mu Nianci, so he directly eliminated Mu Nianci. Nianci was promised to Yang Liming, and then he instructed Yang Liming to treat Mu Nianci well before leaving, saying he had something to do. Yang Liming naturally knew what he was going to do, and also knew that with his abilities, going to the Prince's mansion would not only fail to bring back Bao Xiruo, but would also get him into trouble. He thought to himself, "My father-in-law, for the sake of you giving me a beautiful woman, I'll help you out." He then pulled Huang Rong over and said to her, "Rong'er, why don't you take your sister Mu back to the inn first? I have something to do, I'll go back later." Huang Rong was initially very happy to see him defeat Yang Kang, jumping and skipping with Long'er in her arms. But when she saw Yang Tiexin promise Mu Nianci to him, she couldn't help but pout angrily. Now, seeing that Yang Liming was going to take Mu Nianci back, she couldn't hold back anymore, her little mouth suddenly pursed, and tears streamed down her face. Upon seeing this, Yang Liming immediately... Ma was flustered and quickly supported Huang Rong's shoulders, saying, "Rong'er, what's wrong? What happened? Don't cry. Who bullied you?" "It was you who bullied me! Brother Ming, now that you have Sister Mu, you definitely don't want Rong'er anymore, right?" At this, she felt even more wronged, and her tears fell even faster. Yang Liming knew the little girl was jealous. He quickly hugged her and swore, "Rong'er, what are you saying? How could I not want you? I said I would be good to you for the rest of my life. Even if I lose all my teeth and my hair turns white and I become an old man, I will never abandon Rong'er. If I ever abandon Rong'er, may I be punished by being chased to death by all the gods!" After coaxing her for a long time, he finally stopped Huang Rong's tears. "Little girl," she sobbed weakly, "Really?" Yang Liming, seeing that she had finally stopped crying, answered forcefully, "Really, really." Mu Nianci, who was listening nearby... Their conversation lasted half a day, and they learned about their relationship, but said nothing. She was a traditional Han Chinese woman; in her eyes, since her father had betrothed her to Yang Liming, Yang Liming was her everything. In ancient times, it was common for men to have multiple wives and concubines. More importantly, although Mu Nianci considered Yang Liming her husband, her feelings for him weren't deep. Therefore, she wasn't jealous. Kind-hearted, she saw her beautiful younger sister crying pitifully and comforted Huang Rong. Huang Rong was still young, and seeing that this older sister, whom she had just disliked because she thought he might take her brother away, was being kind to her, she quickly forgot her earlier displeasure and started calling Mu Nianci "sister." She felt that this older sister wasn't so bad after all. She thought to herself, "Rong'er won't lose to this Mu..." "Sister, that's how I'll keep this sister by Brother Ming's side. Brother Ming will definitely like Rong'er more." Thinking this, she happily took Mu Nianci's hand and, following Yang Liming's advice, went back to the inn to wait for him to finish his business. Seeing Huang Rong and Mu Nianci walking away hand in hand amicably, Yang Liming breathed a sigh of relief. Afraid that Yang Tiexin would be in danger if he was late, he quickly grabbed a passerby to ask for the approximate location of the Prince's Mansion. He then headed towards the mansion. He knew that if he went there directly, he would definitely be no match for the guards in the mansion, so on the way he said to Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, can you use your energy to conjure up modern weapons?" (Xiaobai: Finally, I get to appear! Author: Sorry, I forgot about you recently because of the appearance of beauties like Huang Rong. Xiaobai: Angry) Sure, Daddy, it's no big deal. What kind of weapon do you want? Yang Liming smiled with satisfaction at Xiaobai's answer. Two minutes later, on a deserted path, Yang Liming, carrying a machine gun, a rocket launcher slung over his shoulder, wearing a bulletproof vest, several bayonets tucked into his trouser legs, and a helmet, strode confidently towards the Prince's Mansion. The guards, seeing this strangely dressed fellow approaching as if he didn't even see the prestigious Prince's Mansion, immediately shouted, "Stop! Don't you see where you are?" Their tone was arrogant. Yang Liming chuckled coldly, and with a burst of gunfire from his machine gun—which he had acquired through some investment—the guards were sent to their deaths. "Dad, the super artifact's energy has increased!" "What? Xiaobai, how can the energy increase for no reason?" Yang Liming asked in surprise. "Dad, I forgot to tell you, you're the master of the God Ship. When you kill someone, they emit death energy, which you absorb and convert into the God Ship's energy. The stronger the person you kill, the more energy you convert. For example, those four people just now, they were two points each. Hahaha, so that's how it is! That's good news!" Yang Liming was delighted. "Kill...didi..." He kicked open the gate of the Prince's mansion and walked in. The guards of the Prince's mansion knew something was wrong when they saw the gate being kicked open. Seeing him enter, they all surrounded him, and a captain drew his weapon, ready to say a few words. But... Before he could even speak, he heard a series of "rat-a-tat-tat" sounds, and then he knew nothing more. The surrounding guards were terrified, wondering what kind of monster had killed their captain with just a few tongues of fire. In their panic, they all rushed towards Yang Liming. Seeing them charging at him, Yang Liming spat out tongues of fire from his gun, sending even more guards to join God in death. Most of these guards were just ordinary people, no match for a gun! Soon, they lay dead on the ground. Just as all the guards were dead, a loud shout rang out: "Where did this monster come from, daring to cause trouble in the Prince's mansion?"

Chapter Eleven: It's You I'm Bumping In! Yang Liming heard the shout and turned around to see a Tibetan monk wearing a bright red robe and a gleaming golden hat. He was extremely burly. Upon seeing this, he knew the newcomer was the so-called Tibetan Tantric master, Lingzhi Shangren. Lingzhi Shangren was originally with Prince Zhao, Wanyan Honglie, to capture Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo. However, upon hearing the gunfire, Wanyan Honglie, unaware of what had happened, sent him to investigate. Upon arriving, he saw a strangely dressed man wielding an iron rod, slaughtering the guards of the palace. With each spit of fire from the rod, a guard fell. He quickly tried to stop him. Yang Liming thought to himself, "Ordinary soldiers only have five or six points of skill..." "I wonder what Lingzhi Shangren, a martial arts master considered second-rate in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, is like." Thinking this, he pointed his gun at Lingzhi Shangren. Anyway, Lingzhi Shangren wasn't a good person; killing him wouldn't be a big deal. Lingzhi Shangren was startled when he saw this strange man pointing his fire-spitting iron rod at him. He quickly circulated his internal energy; he had just witnessed the power of the fire-spitting iron rod and knew it was a formidable hidden weapon. Yang Liming pressed the trigger of the machine gun, and bullets flew wildly towards Lingzhi Shangren. Lingzhi Shangren focused his energy on his eyes, barely managing to see a row of silver lights flying towards him. He dodged the bullets with rapid footwork, but a few still hit his forearm and thigh. He only felt... A sharp pain shot through his forearm and thigh, and blood began to flow incessantly. Fortunately, he quickly circulated his internal energy throughout his body. His profound internal strength, honed over decades of arduous training, was far superior to that of Yang Kang and his ilk, greatly enhancing his physical strength. The bullet only barely penetrated his flesh before becoming lodged inside; otherwise, he would likely be unable to move his limbs now. "Eh!" Yang Liming exclaimed in surprise. He saw that Lingzhi Shangren, despite being hit by a bullet, had only bled a little and was still moving with incredible speed. He was somewhat astonished. He had originally thought that in the world of Condor Heroes, where martial arts weren't particularly advanced, a second-rate master couldn't possibly survive a bullet. It seemed he had underestimated the martial arts of this world. "Heh heh, you can barely survive a bullet, so what about this?" Yang Liming chuckled inwardly. Seeing the power of the hidden weapon, Lingzhi Shangren realized that if he couldn't get close to Yang Liming, although one or two bullets wouldn't kill him, he would eventually be worn down. So, protecting his vitals, he did his best to approach Yang Liming. As he drew closer, he thought about how to catch him and avenge the wounds Yang Liming had inflicted on him. Just then, Lingzhi Shangren saw a tongue of fire spitting from an iron rod on Yang Liming's shoulder, larger than the one in his hand. He assumed it was the same as the bullet from Yang Liming's gun, used his internal energy to deflect it, and then he knew nothing more. Yang Liming saw Lingzhi Shangren, now reduced to fragments by his shoulder-mounted rocket launcher, even a piece the size of a thumb... The pieces of meat were nowhere to be found. He stroked his chin and asked Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, how much energy is Lingzhi Shangren worth?" "Daddy, only a little." Xiaobai's voice echoed in Yang Liming's mind. Oh, Yang Liming knew that he really couldn't earn much death energy from martial artists. He was a little disappointed. But it was only for a moment. He hadn't really been hoping for much anyway, but having another way to collect energy still made him very happy. He ran towards the inner courtyard. As soon as he entered, Yang Liming saw a group of royal soldiers surrounding two people in the distance. These two people were Bao Xiruo and Yang Tiexin. The leader of this group of soldiers was a handsome man in brocade robes and Yang Kang. Yang Kang said to Bao Xiruo, who was in Yang Tiexin's arms, "Mother, Father is here." "Go back with your father. He will forgive you." There was a pleading tone in his voice. The handsome man beside him, adorned in fine clothes, also said to Bao Xiruo, "Yes, Xiruo, come back with me. We've been husband and wife for eighteen years. For eighteen years, I've given you whatever you wanted. I love you so much. Even when you ignored me for those eighteen years, I never looked at another woman. Is all that less than Yang Tiexin? Come back to me, and I'll forgive you for what happened with Yang Tiexin today." Then, turning to Yang Tiexin, who was holding Bao Xiruo, he said harshly, "Since you've already died once, why do you still come back to take Xiruo from me?" His tone was as if Bao Xiruo was originally his. Hearing this, even Yang Liming, who considered himself... Even someone who wasn't a good person cursed him inwardly as shameless. Eighteen years ago, a handsome and refined man, dressed in fine clothes, who was also Yang Kang's adoptive father, Wanyan Honglie, was being chased and severely wounded. He collapsed not far from Yang Tiexin's house. At that time, Yang Tiexin's wife, Bao Xiruo, happened to pass by and, seeing his pitiful state, saved his life. Wanyan Honglie, on the verge of death, was saved by the beautiful Bao Xiruo, and naturally developed feelings for her, which only deepened. After learning that Bao Xiruo had a husband, he repaid kindness with enmity by bribing the officials to try to kill her husband, Yang Tiexin. Unexpectedly, Yang Tiexin, at the cost of his brother Guo Xiaotian's life, barely survived, severely wounded, but Bao Xiruo believed he was already dead. She had intended to follow him in death, but she survived for the sake of Yang Tiexin's unborn child. At this time, Wanyan Honglie reappeared as a savior, promising to take care of her and her child for life. He relentlessly pursued Bao Xiruo. Bao Xiruo, unaware that he had harmed her husband, agreed to his advances for the sake of her unborn child—even if Yang Kang were born without a father and subjected to mistreatment. Despite this, she had never shown Wanyan Honglie a kind look in the past eighteen years. Thinking of this, Yang Liming felt even more contempt for Wanyan Honglie; he was utterly despicable. Meanwhile, Bao Xiruo, in Yang Tiexin's arms, shouted at Wanyan Honglie, "You lied to me! You lied to me! My husband isn't dead! You want me to return to your palace? Absolutely not! I'll follow him to the ends of the earth!" "Speaking of this, she looked up at Yang Tiexin, her eyes filled with a mixture of shame, happiness, and unwavering determination. Yang Tiexin also said, 'We were born together, we will die together.' Xiruo, I, Yang Tiexin, can now die in peace." He had thought he would never see his wife again in this life, but heaven had given him another chance, and he knew that his wife's heart still belonged to him. Although he knew that Wanyan Honglie would not let him leave alive today, this moment was still the happiest he had been in eighteen years. If Yang Tiexin had any regrets, it was that... Thinking of this, he looked up at Yang Kang. Seemingly noticing her husband's actions, Bao Xiruo also looked at Yang Kang, their eyes filled with disappointment. It was this son who had caused them to possibly die here today! It turned out that Yang Tiexin had secretly sneaked into the Prince's mansion to see Bao Xiruo. After the couple recognized each other, they were overjoyed, but were discovered by... Yang Kang, longing for his mother, discovered this. After Bao Xiruo's explanation, he learned that Yang Tiexin was his biological father. Bao Xiruo hoped her son would leave with them so the family could be reunited. However, seeing Yang Tiexin, his so-called biological father, in such a wretched state, Yang Kang realized he couldn't possibly be as wealthy and powerful as his adoptive father, Prince Zhao, Wanyan Honglie. He then plotted to kill Yang Tiexin so his mother could remain in the palace, allowing him to continue being a prince. But Bao Xiruo protected Yang Tiexin. Although Yang Kang's character was questionable, he still loved his mother, Bao Xiruo. Unable to act himself, he summoned his adoptive father, hoping he could find a way to keep his mother. Wanyan Honglie, seeing Bao Xiruo ignoring his advice and still embracing Yang Tiexin, was filled with resentment. He gave his skilled subordinates a stern look, intending to kill Yang Tiexin first and then try to persuade Bao Xiruo. Little did they know, if he killed Yang Tiexin, Bao Xiruo would also commit suicide in front of him. Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo also noticed Wanyan Honglie's unusual behavior. Yang Tiexin thought to himself, "It seems my life is over today, but so what?" He tightened his grip, holding his wife even tighter, as if nothing else mattered as long as he had her in his arms. Just then, a soldier shouted in terror, "What's that sound?" Yang Tiexin, Wanyan Honglie, and the others turned around and saw a steel monster rushing towards them. "Protect the Prince and the Young Prince!" someone shouted. The steel monster instantly reached them, knocking away a row of soldiers, and stopped in front of Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo. What kind of monster was this? Wanyan Honglie and the others stared at it, not daring to approach. Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo also watched the steel monster warily. Yang Liming opened the red flag he had spent 10,000 energy points to obtain. He yanked open the door of the armored sports car, grabbed Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo, and pulled them inside. He had originally intended to use modern weapons to storm in and rescue them, but fearing injury to Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo in the chaos, he opted for two different vehicles. Yang Tiexin was initially startled, wondering how someone could emerge from the steel monster, but was relieved to see it was Yang Liming. He helped pull Bao Xiruo inside. Only after they were all inside did Wanyan Honglie and the others react. "Stop it!" Wanyan Honglie shouted to his men. At this moment, Yang Liming had already started the sports car, ready to speed away. Hearing Wanyan Honglie's words, Sha Tongtian and Liang Ziweng simultaneously struck the sports car with their palms. However, this armored sports car, which Yang Liming had spent tens of thousands of energy to reach a top speed of several kilometers per hour, was no ordinary vehicle! Sha Tongtian and Liang Ziweng only had time to mentally exclaim, "This monster has such profound power!" before they were sent flying.They lay on the ground, their fate unknown. Seeing the steel monster smash through them with unstoppable force and drive away, Wanyan Honglie roared in fury, "Chase! Chase them all!"

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