[Wuxia] First Travel to The Condor Heroes, Then to the Tang Dynasty (Complete) - 6

Chapter 53 of the main text is about Sister Mei.

A woman slowly stood up. Her eyes were closed, but she was quite pretty. (A beauty, isn't she? Wouldn't Chen Xuanfeng risk being hunted down by Huang Yaoshi to elope with her?) She looked to be around thirty years old. Her figure… well… how to put it… well, she was well-proportioned in all the right places. But her long, flowing hair was a mess, and her face was as white as paper, like a vengeful ghost. It really ruined her beauty. "My goodness! Her breasts are so big, and her butt is so perky. Damn, such a beautiful woman, and Jin Yong wrote her like that. Is Jin Yong one of those admirers too? Unable to get what he wanted, he turned to hate. Maybe Jin Yong is really vicious! (Hehe, just kidding, Jin Yong fans, please don't hit me!) But how can she stand up? Even if she was lucky enough not to starve to death, she should have gone mad and become paralyzed, right? Damn! Everything's a mess. It must be my influence that caused the butterfly effect! It's a pity she's a little older now. When she was young, she must have been at the peak of an ordinary person like Xiao Zhao." Actually, Yang Liming wasn't wrong. It was because he rescued Bao Xiruo and Yang Tiexin that Qiu Chuji didn't appear, leading to a falling out with Yang Kang. Yang Kang was afraid that his biological father would go to his master Qiu Chuji for help, hoping Qiu Chuji would come back and punish him. On the other hand, he was also afraid that his adoptive father, Wanyan Honglie, would take his anger out on him because of his mother. After much thought, he concluded that Mei Chaofeng, his other master, was the only one who truly cared for him and was worthy of his trust. So, as soon as Yang Liming and Yang Tiexin left, Yang Kang went to find Mei Chaofeng. He happened to save her from starvation and even taught her the Taoist internal energy that Qiu Chuji had taught him, helping her recover from her qi deviation and regain her strength. "Hmph, you dared to come in without my permission? You're courting death, don't blame me. I'll use you as practice." Yang Liming was sizing up this legendary thieving woman. She had already formed claws with her hands, a blue aura swirling around them. She shot towards him at an eerie angle, like a ghost. Amidst the whistling wind, Mei Chaofeng's joints cracked as she channeled her energy. "Big brother! Be careful!" Xiao Zhao cried out. "Hmph!" The Dragon Regrets. A dragon bell rang. She used the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms that Hong Qigong had taught him in his spare time—the most famous move. "Even if you're a beautiful and pitiful woman, you can't just beat me up for no reason!" Mei Chaofeng suddenly felt the air around her thicken instantly. A powerful pressure from the opposite side tightly bound her, preventing her from using her lightness skill to dodge. She mustered all her strength to defend herself. With a snap, energy rippled outwards. The two figures collided once and then immediately separated. Mei Chaofeng had already reached the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm, slightly stronger than the lama injured by Yang Liming, but still a notch or two weaker than Yang Liming. After separating, she retreated repeatedly. This head-on collision almost caused her internal injuries. Fortunately, she had a strong foundation and quickly suppressed the churning blood in her chest. Knowing she had stepped on a hornet's nest, she hurriedly asked, "Sir, your skill is profound. Who are you? Why are you making things difficult for this blind old woman?" She did not attack Yang Liming again. Although Mei Chaofeng was a ruthless killer, she was also ungrateful. Since she couldn't defeat Yang Liming, there was no need to fight him to the death. "Why would I make things difficult for you? Please, my dear Sister Mei, you were the one who attacked me first, okay?" Yang Liming was both amused and exasperated by the woman's words. "Yes, elder sister. You hit my elder brother first. How can you say my elder brother is making things difficult for you?" Xiao Zhao also earnestly corrected Mei Chaofeng's mistake. "How do you know my surname is Mei? Who exactly are you?" Mei Chaofeng's face tightened, and her voice turned sinister. Back when she roamed the martial world, she had made quite a few enemies. If this person was here to deal with her, she would fight to the death. Mei Chaofeng had never been afraid of anyone in her life. (Except for Huang Yaoshi.) "Oops, I misspoke." When Yang Liming watched The Legend of the Condor Heroes, he and his classmates always called Mei Chaofeng "Sister Mei." Now, seeing her in person, he couldn't help but call her that. "Hehe, I'm a deity, I can calculate, so I know your surname is Mei." Hearing Yang Liming's words, Xiao Zhao almost fainted, let alone Mei Chaofeng, who looked like she was about to pounce on him and fight him to the death. Yang Liming knew that if he didn't give this ruthless Sister Mei an explanation, a fight might really break out again. He wasn't afraid of her, but he was afraid of accidentally hurting her. Huang Yaoshi would stand up for her and teach him a lesson if he found out he had bullied his blind disciple. Offending Mei Chaofeng was offending the extremely protective Huang Yaoshi, who was his future father-in-law. He couldn't refuse to give Rong'er face. A thought flashed through his mind: Mei Chaofeng didn't respect anyone except Huang Yaoshi. Why not borrow Huang Yaoshi's name and see how she reacted? It would be very interesting. Hehe... Anyway, Rong'er was determined to marry no one but him. Calling Huang Yaoshi "father-in-law" wouldn't be a loss for me. So, he straightened his face and said, "Mei Ruohua, you really know how to hide. My father-in-law has been looking for you for a long time!" "Mei Ruohua" was Mei Chaofeng's real name before she became a disciple, and no one in the martial arts world knew it except the people of Peach Blossom Island. Mei Chaofeng hadn't heard these three words called out to her for decades. Suddenly, someone uttered them, and she was utterly astonished. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Who are you? How do you know my real name?" Yang Liming recalled a line from the original story and said loudly, "Peach blossoms fall, the divine sword flies; the blue sea rises, the jade flute plays! Do you still remember Peach Blossom Island? My wife's surname is Huang." Mei Chaofeng was even more surprised, stammering, "You...you...you..." Yang Liming continued, "What about you? Do you still remember the Finger-Flicking Peak, the Clear Sound Cave, the Green Bamboo Forest, and the Sword-Testing Pavilion on Peach Blossom Island in the East Sea?" These were places Mei Chaofeng frequented when she was learning martial arts. Hearing them now felt like a distant memory. Her voice trembled as she asked, "The Master...Master...oh, no, Master Huang...Master Huang, is...is...who is he to you?" She wanted to call him Master Huang Yaoshi but dared not. Yang Liming said, "Hehehe! Senior Sister, you haven't forgotten my father-in-law, have you? And he hasn't forgotten you either. He's come to see you in person!" Upon hearing this, Mei Chaofeng was terrified, her teeth chattering, her body trembling. She didn't know what to do. Then she suddenly remembered, "Master swore never to leave Peach Blossom Island, how could he come here? It's because of this that the thief and I stole his 'Nine Yin Manual,' and he could only be angry and unable to leave the island to chase us. Otherwise, we wouldn't be alive. I mustn't be fooled." Yang Liming knew she was suspicious. He leaped more than ten feet into the air with his left foot, spun twice in mid-air in the tunnel, and swung his palm in mid-air, striking Mei Chaofeng's head in the direction she had just spoken. It was a move from the "Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm," "Jiangcheng Flying Flowers," which Huang Rong had taught him when she was alive. With his current martial arts skills, he could execute it with ease. He shouted, "My father-in-law should have taught you this move, haven't you forgotten it?" Hearing the whoosh of his mid-air turn, Mei Chaofeng no longer harbored any suspicion. Remembering Huang Yaoshi's ruthless nature and cruel methods, her face turned ashen. Had her master already arrived? Her whole body trembled, cold sweat pouring down her back. She seemed to see Huang Yaoshi's stern face standing before her, and her body went limp, as if she had lost all her martial arts skills. She collapsed onto the earthen bed, trembling, and said, "Master, Master, I deserve to die a thousand deaths! I only beg you to have pity on me, that I am blind and crippled, and grant me leniency. I have failed you, I am truly worse than a pig or a dog." But then she thought of the immense kindness Huang Yaoshi had shown her in the past, and suddenly her fear turned into deep shame. She said, "No, Master, you don't need to be lenient. The more severe your punishment, the better." Yang Liming, seeing how frightened she was, felt a pang of regret and guilt. It was truly wrong of him to joke with such a pitiful woman. Although this woman was despicable in some ways, she said, "Uh, Sister Mei, you don't need to bow. My father-in-law didn't come at all. He just said he wanted to see you." Upon hearing this, Mei Chaofeng felt a sense of relief and slumped to the ground. "Junior Brother, how is Master?" "I'm not quite sure how he is now. But when I saw him last time, he seemed lively and energetic. I suppose he's not doing too badly now." "That's good, that's good. As long as he's healthy, that's all that matters." Mei Chaofeng said repeatedly. Although she was extremely afraid of Huang Yaoshi and never wanted to see him again, she still revered him like a god. "Alright, Sister Mei, if you have nothing else to do, we'll leave first. Do you want to come with us? Don't stay in the Prince's mansion; it's too chaotic here." Yang Liming knew that Yang Kang was only thinking of using her and might betray her one day. He warned her. "Thank you, junior brother. You should go now. I have some business to attend to tomorrow, and afterwards I will personally go to see Master to apologize." Mei Chaofeng smiled at Yang Liming. Although she was ruthless to others, she was quite kind to her own people. "Alright, then take care, Sister Mei. I will have my good wife put in a good word for you with my father-in-law." With that, he grabbed Xiao Zhao's hand and left. He knew that what Mei Chaofeng wanted to do was to take revenge on Lu Chengfeng and the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan. He definitely wanted to join in the excitement at Lu Family Manor. Since she said she was going tomorrow, he would come back tomorrow and follow her. His main task tonight was to get rid of the precious medicinal snake on his back that could increase his power and make him immune to other poisonous snakes. If he could reach the Innate Realm, that would be even better. Then, the Eastern Heretic and the Western Poison would all have to step aside...(Smash me, smash me, smash me as hard as you can, use your votes, it doesn't matter if you kill me)

Chapter Fifty-Four: Popularizing the Innate Principle (Please Collect!) The two returned to the spacious and magnificent mansion that Yang Liming had bought. This mansion was bought with gold; he had plenty of money now. Unlike in modern times, he didn't need to worry about spending too much and getting arrested for "unexplained wealth." "Brother, is this what I stole? Besides being a bit big, there's nothing else!" Xiao Zhao, pale-faced, pointed to the large, bowl-sized medicinal snake in the bamboo basket on the table. "Hehehe, you ignorant little girl, this is a rare treasure! The Ginseng Immortal Old Monster collected hundreds of precious medicinal herbs and went through countless hardships to capture a highly venomous viper in the deep mountains and forests, raising it for twenty years. If we suck its blood and meditate, we can improve our appearance, prolong our lives, and greatly increase our power. Moreover, its meat is definitely very nourishing." "We want to eat it." Xiao Zhao's face turned even paler. "Yes." "Ugh," upon hearing Yang Liming's affirmative answer, Xiao Zhao ran outside and began to vomit. Her face contorted with grief, she said, "I'd rather die than eat it." "Xiao Zhao, listen to me. After we eat it, we won't be afraid of Ouyang Feng's snake formation anymore, and our power will increase greatly, and we'll even have better looks and longevity." No matter how Yang Liming tried to persuade her, the usually obedient little girl refused this time. Finally, she said something that deeply moved Yang Liming: "Big brother, if we really encounter a snake formation, I'd rather shrink into your arms than let the poisonous snakes be afraid of me." "There was no other way, so Yang Liming had to eat it himself. Girls are afraid of these things, let alone letting them eat them. Anyway, Yang Liming planned to send Xiao Zhao back to the Ancient Tomb first. She shouldn't run into Ouyang Feng again. After all, he would be going to Peach Blossom Island to propose marriage soon. He couldn't bring another wife with him, could he? Otherwise, forget about getting Huang Yaoshi to marry Huang Rong to him. He'd be lucky if he didn't get chopped up. He stroked Xiao Zhao's hair and said to her, "Little girl, go get your big brother a few big bowls." Although Xiao Zhao didn't know what her big brother wanted the big bowls for, she obediently went out of the room. A moment later, Xiao Zhao gracefully returned with several large porcelain bowls. Yang Liming didn't waste any words, arranged the bowls one by one, and waved his hand to knock the lid of the bamboo basket on the table. As soon as the lid was opened, a large, bright red viper suddenly darted out. Yang Liming used the Ancient Tomb School's Heavenly Net Palm technique to quickly grab the viper by its seven-inch spot. He channeled his inner strength to his thumb, and with a single stroke, blood gushed from the viper's neck. The porcelain bowls were filled to the brim before the snake gradually stopped moving. Having had its entire body drained of blood, the snake struggled briefly before becoming still. After draining the blood, Yang Liming punched it hard in the seventh inch (a point on its body) and then tossed it back into the bamboo basket. Xiao Zhao frowned slightly; how could she drink this bloody mess? Looking at the snake blood on the table, Yang Liming grabbed a bowl without a word and gulped it down. He had originally intended to save the other bowls, but then he thought... It would be a huge loss if the snake blood expired and went to waste. Yang Liming was also worried that the medicinal power wouldn't be enough to prevent him from breaking through to the early stage of the Innate Realm. He gritted his teeth and downed the other three bowls. "So full, so full!" Yang Liming rubbed his stomach and quickly sat down. He focused his mind and began circulating his internal energy. He could already feel the warmth in his stomach. Yang Liming sat quietly cross-legged on the bed, continuously circulating his Innate Nine Yin Manual. Driven by the golden energy of the snake blood, his internal energy grew stronger and stronger. After completing a full cycle, Yang Liming guided this vast true energy into his dantian. However, the medicinal power of the snake blood had only just begun to take effect. Yang Liming had an idea and began to mobilize his enhanced dantian internal energy to attack the Du meridian, one of the Ren and Du meridians that had remained unmoved for so long. He forcefully passed through the already opened Ren meridian and then repeatedly struck the Du meridian, causing Yang Liming excruciating pain. Finally… As he broke out in a cold sweat, his energy and internal strength formed from the snake blood nearly withered. Just when he couldn't hold on any longer, boom! The barrier was broken, the Du meridian was opened, and the internal strength throughout his body, simultaneously connecting with the Ren and Du meridians, became one, inexhaustible. At the peak of his spirit, his mind, essence, and energy were perfectly combined. Yang Liming felt light and refreshed, his internal strength flowing like a great river, endlessly surging through his body, like a river bursting its banks, surging and flowing through his meridians. He was overjoyed, knowing he had finally crossed that great hurdle. He immediately took the opportunity to cultivate again to solidify his newly attained innate path. Xiao Zhao, who was beside him, was initially worried when she saw her brother in pain. But after a while, she suddenly saw his aura surge and then slowly recede into his body. She knew her brother had succeeded. Her jubilant little face beamed. If she weren't afraid of disturbing her brother, she probably would have jumped up and shouted "Long live!" An hour later, Yang Liming slowly opened his eyes... His eyes opened. When Yang Liming opened his eyes, it seemed as if a thousand rays of light shot out from them. However, the light in Yang Liming's eyes quickly subsided, becoming no different from that of an ordinary person. Ah!! He couldn't help but let out an excited roar, his inner strength surging and continuous, his magnificent aura overwhelming. The wooden door couldn't withstand the impact and cracked with a snap, shattering into countless pieces. As he exhaled, Yang Liming immediately felt much lighter. His body trembled slightly, and a circle of pressure suddenly swept out from his body... If it were an ordinary person, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure that Yang Liming unintentionally released. They would definitely vomit blood and be injured. But Xiao Zhao beside him was, after all, a late-stage acquired realm expert. So she only felt a tightness in her chest. Then she skipped over and hugged Yang Liming's arm, seemingly even happier than Yang Liming himself. "I've finally broken through to the innate realm, Xiao Zhao, did you see that?" Yang Liming picked up Xiao Zhao and spun her around. Xiao Zhao nodded repeatedly and said, "I'll go make some food now and celebrate with my brother." She grabbed a bamboo basket from the table and headed to make snake soup. In her excitement, the girl had temporarily forgotten her fear of snakes. After Yang Liming had eaten a large meal of snake meat, he rubbed his bloated stomach. He raised an eyebrow and leered at Xiao Zhao, saying, "Just eating isn't enough to celebrate, your brother wants something else. How about it?" Xiao Zhao's face flushed red at his look. She was completely unrecognizable as the girl who had once taken the initiative to be with Yang Liming. Before she could even say a word, her delicate, thin lips were completely enveloped by Yang Liming's thick lips. Like an electric shock, Xiao Zhao trembled. Although it wasn't the first time with her brother, her reaction was always similar whenever he treated her like this. She felt her lips being forcibly parted by something smooth and soft. After resisting for a few seconds, her pearly teeth finally gave up, and the smooth, snake-like thing slipped into her mouth, brazenly teasing her tongue. "Ah!" A soft moan escaped Xiao Zhao's lips as their lips parted. Xiao Zhao's face flushed crimson as she felt something hard pressing against her protruding belly. She immediately realized what it was, and her face turned even redder. "Little sister Xiao Zhao, wearing clothes is too uncomfortable, let brother help you take them off." "Quickly, their clothes flew off, leaving them completely naked. Two beautifully curved, firm breasts burst forth, their two rosy nipples alluring. Yang Liming, his mouth watering, reached out and grabbed those two captivating breasts. Xiao Zhao let out a soft moan and collapsed weakly onto the bed, her body twitching slightly. Yang Liming continued his passionate kisses, skillfully kneading her breasts. He lovingly caressed every inch of the girl's body, and Xiao Zhao softly cried out, her juices flowing freely as Yang Liming teased her." A stream of fluid gushed out. Seeing that things had progressed smoothly, Yang Liming thrust his wild, powerful member deep into Xiao Zhao's tightest, most narrow passage. Xiao Zhao let out a moan and gripped Yang Liming's shoulders tightly. Yang Liming moved vigorously inside her, unleashing wave after wave of "savage thrusts"... The two continued their struggle until dawn. Seeing that Xiao Zhao could no longer bear it, he finally released the little girl. Holding the sleeping girl in his arms, he thought smugly, "Hehe, could it be that entering the Innate Stage has also enhanced that aspect? Alright, sleep for a while, I need to go follow Sister Mei later."... 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Chapter Fifty-Five: Qiu Qianzhang, the Great Deceiver. With Yang Liming's current Innate Stage cultivation, his rest time was naturally much less than that of ordinary people. He had only slept for less than two hours, yet his energy and spirit had completely recovered to their peak. Opening his eyes, he looked at Xiao Zhao in his arms. Seeing that she was still fast asleep, he felt a little guilty; he had really worn this girl out. He carefully moved Xiao Zhao's body, covered her with the blanket, and kissed her little face. He sighed. "My dear girl! My dear girl, your elder brother must part ways with you for a while. We'll meet again when I return to Rong'er's ancient tomb." He took out pen and ink, wrote a letter, and placed it beside his pillow. He then took out the Quanzhen Sect leader's token from his pocket and placed it on the letter. He was afraid that those old guys like Qiu Chuji would make things difficult for her, so it was better for the little girl to wear the token. Seeing the token was equivalent to seeing the sect leader. After doing all this, Yang Liming reluctantly stroked the sleeping little girl, gritted his teeth, put on his clothes, and went out. Unbeknownst to Yang Liming, Xiao Zhao woke up as soon as he left. Seeing the letter and token beside her pillow, tears streamed down her face. Although she was obedient to Yang Liming, she was also a clever girl. She knew that her brother would soon be going to Peach Blossom Island to propose marriage and couldn't take her with him forever. But now that her brother was really leaving, she felt a pang of reluctance. She sighed softly, picked up the letter and token, stroked them a few times, and gently said, "Brother, if Xiao Zhao insists on coming with you, I don't think you'll refuse. But how can Xiao Zhao cause you trouble? If Island Master Huang sees you taking Xiao Zhao to propose to his daughter, he'll probably be furious." "As soon as Yang Liming stepped out, he went straight to the Prince's Mansion. He easily drifted into the mansion as if it were empty. He waited at the same cave entrance as last night for Sister Mei to come out. Since she said she was going to take revenge today, she shouldn't be wrong. But Yang Liming waited for more than two hours and still didn't see the stunning Sister Mei come out. "Uh, was she lying to me yesterday? Or has she already left?" "Dad, whether she's left or not, just go in and see. You're a master of the Innate Stage, okay? Are you afraid she'll find out? Besides, you don't necessarily have to follow her to Guiyun Manor." ("You brat, you finally let me say something." Xiao Bai was furious, someone had forgotten about it.) "What do you mean you're so sensible, little brat? Your father is following her, and following the murderous witch Sister Mei Chaofeng. Don't you think that's cool?" "Though that's true, Yang Liming knew he'd done something foolish. This kid had completely forgotten he was already a master among masters. He'd waited here like an idiot for ages. Like a leaf, he drifted into the cave, his Asura Demon Eye scanning his eyes, revealing the entire dark cave. Sure enough, he hadn't found Sister Mei. It seemed his role as a secret agent was over. He'd have to go to Guiyun Manor himself. Leaving the palace, he asked around for directions to Taihu Lake. Using his lightness skill, he sped off like lightning. Having entered the Innate Realm, Yang Liming felt an unprecedented sense of ease running. Looking at the rapidly receding scenery, he exclaimed inwardly, "My goodness! Am I running faster than a modern sports car now?" Passersby only felt a gust of wind, and a blurry figure flashed by and disappeared before their eyes, each thinking they had imagined it. What? What if he bumped into someone? If Yang Liming, who had entered the Innate Realm, could still accidentally bump into passersby, he might as well find a block of tofu and smash his head against it. Although he didn't know the exact location, according to the book, Huang Rong and Guo Jing traveled south, then east to the shores of Taihu Lake, where they met Lu Chengfeng while boating on the lake, and then entered Guiyun Manor. Based on this, it can be inferred that Guiyun Manor should be not far northeast of Taihu Lake. Although Lin'an is only about a kilometer from south to north, roughly a square kilometer, the ancient roads were very difficult to travel, with many towering mountains and steep ridges. Moreover, although it was the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, and its prosperity goes without saying, the outskirts were still sparsely populated, so getting lost was not surprising. Yang Liming traveled south, asking people for directions, and it actually took him a whole day to reach Taihu Lake. "None know the relationship between heaven and earth and the lake and sea, or the relationship between the lake and sea and heaven and earth." "This is Jin Yong's praise of Taihu Lake, which shows how vast and beautiful it is. Guiyun Manor is also very famous in this area. Without much inquiry, Yang Liming found out the exact location of Guiyun Manor. Just as he arrived at the lakeside, he planned to hire a boatman at a high price to take him to Guiyun Manor on the other side. But he found that it was surrounded by a crowd. Everyone was shouting and making noise. "Wow! Amazing! Is he even human? The iron vat he's holding is huge! It must weigh at least several thousand pounds!" said one passerby. "Ha, you don't know anything, do you? This guy is a martial arts master." "Passerby B replied." Yang Liming, a "master," couldn't help but feel curious. He knew that in the current world of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, there were only a handful of people who could truly be considered masters. Yang Liming glanced around and saw a figure in the distance by the lake, carrying a large vat on his head—a very strange sight. With Yang Liming's keen eyesight, he easily recognized it as an old man with a white beard, wearing a short yellow robe, waving a large palm-leaf fan in his right hand, walking lightly and quickly towards the lake. The vat was clearly made of cast iron, enormous, and looked to weigh at least a thousand pounds. But the old man held it with one hand as if it were nothing. With a slight sway of his body, some water suddenly spilled from the vat. It turned out that if the vat were filled with water, it would weigh nearly a hundred pounds more. The old man reached the lakeside and looked around. The onlookers all wondered, "There's no bridge here. Is he going east or west along the river?" Only Yang Liming knew that the old man would definitely float across the lake with a large vat in his hand. He had been laughing uncontrollably when he saw the old man's appearance. This ridiculous yet fierce outfit was probably unique in the entire Legend of the Condor Heroes world, except for Qiu the Great Conman. "Hahahaha," Yang Liming laughed, leaped, and arrived behind Qiu the Great Conman in a few strides. He carefully glanced at the large vat and saw that it was shallow, containing at most thirty catties of water. He thought to himself, "He really is a big liar." He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "I am a newcomer to the martial arts world, known as the Jade-Faced White Dragon. Today, seeing such a heroic senior, could you be the great hero Qiu the Great, known as the Iron Palm Water-Floating Elder?" "Eh! How did you, little brat, know me? I haven't been in the martial arts world for more than twenty years." Old Qiu stroked his beard when he saw someone recognize him. He stood tall and proud, already exuding an air of otherworldly elegance. "Indeed, it is Senior Qiu. I learned of your prowess from my master, Master Ma Yu of the Quanzhen Sect. My master once said that your lightness skill in walking on water is unparalleled in the martial world. I am fortunate to witness it today, so please show me!" Seeing Yang Liming's fervent expression, Qiu Qianzhang thought smugly, "Another fan of my brother. I'll fool you to death today." "So you're that little brat Ma Yu's disciple, alright, today I'll let you, a junior, see for yourself." "Acting like an old man, you'll regret it later." Yang Liming watched the swindler Qiu walk to the lakeside. A flash of red light appeared in his eyes, and in an instant, his Asura Demon Eyes clearly saw every wooden stake in the lake. The swindler Qiu leaped and landed right on a wooden stake in the lake, the water only reaching his calves. From a distance, it seemed as if he was floating on the water. Aside from Yang Liming, who knew he was lying, everyone on the shore gasped in astonishment. Seeing him walk step by step towards the opposite bank, Yang Liming's lips twitched. "Damn, this guy's lying is too much! Walking freely on the lake with such a huge vat on his head? Even at the late stage of the Innate Realm, or even the Celestial Realm, without special techniques, it's impossible. There should be a limit to lying, right?" Yang Liming also seriously suspected that the old man had spent the entire night in the lake setting up wooden stakes to demonstrate his water-walking skills. He was sweating bullets! Seeing the old man smugly approaching the other side, Yang Liming chuckled sinisterly, picked up a small pebble, and shot it from his hand with a "whoosh," hitting Qiu the Great Liar in the heel. "Ouch!" came a cry of pain. With a 'whoosh,' Qiu the Great Deceiver vanished from the water's surface, leaving only a large water vat floating swaying gently... (Pick up your votes, everyone, and smash this vagrant! Don't worry, he's healthy and won't die, so smash him all you want!) Chapter 56: Goodbye Huang Rong

Chapter 56 Reunion with Huang Rong "Ouch!" a scream rang out. With a 'whoosh,' the charlatan vanished from the water's surface, leaving only a large water vat floating precariously. People on both sides of the riverbank scattered glasses, their mouths agape. Just moments ago, a long-bearded, otherworldly old man, carrying a large vat, exuded the air of a reclusive master, seemingly walking on water like a god. Now, he had suddenly disappeared. Especially two of the three youths on the other side of the lake, seeing Old Man Qiu approaching, were about to say, "Senior, your divine skills are unparalleled and will last forever; we admire you utmost," when they saw the old man, with his unparalleled skills, had already entered the lake to feed the fish. A while passed, and the water remained still. "That old man didn't drown, did he? That wouldn't be fun," Yang Liming thought, and with a leap, landed on the submerged wooden stakes in the lake, instantly floating to the other side. "Oh!" Another gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd. The old man with his ethereal air was one thing, but this young man was also incredibly powerful. Yang Liming had barely landed on the opposite bank when three young men approached him. Upon closer inspection, Yang Liming couldn't take his eyes off them. He trembled with excitement. One of the young men was Guo Jing. Of course, Guo Jing was Guo Jing, and Yang Liming wouldn't be so excited to see his adopted second brother. It was the other young man beside Guo Jing who was truly captivating. He was strikingly handsome, almost unmanly, with fair skin and delicate features. He was slender and small. Don't misunderstand, Yang Liming wasn't gay. It was that handsome young man… Guo Jing's eyes lit up when he saw his older brother. "Big brother, it's you!" he exclaimed, opening his arms to give Yang Liming a bear hug. His older brother seemed equally excited. He ran towards his second brother… and instantly passed by him. Leaving Guo Jing standing there awkwardly, arms outstretched, still in a hugging position. Yang Liming didn't care who Guo Jing was anymore. He couldn't see anyone but the handsome young man. He pulled her into his arms. "Brother Ming, is it really you?" Tears welled in her eyes, her voice trembling. "Rong'er, how did you get here? I'm so happy, so happy!" Yang Liming was almost incoherent. "You big bad guy, it's because I missed you. I secretly ran away from Father again." It turned out this handsome young man was Huang Rong, disguised as a man. After Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi returned to Peach Blossom Island, they waited day after day, utterly bored. She barely had anyone to talk to on Peach Blossom Island. It was fine before, but now that she had tasted the goodness of the outside world and cared deeply for Yang Liming, that beast, how could she bear it? So, not long ago, she slipped away again while her father wasn't looking. This morning, passing by Guiyun Manor, she overheard something about a skull with five holes in its head! She thought of her senior sister, Mei Chaofeng, who was wanted by her father. He stayed at Guiyun Manor as a guest. Unexpectedly, his stay led him to meet Brother Ming. It seemed fate had other plans. As for why Guo Jing was there, well, he was always running around, so it wasn't surprising where he was. "Uh! Brother, you and Brother Huang… this…" Guo Jing and the other boy beside him saw Yang Liming and Huang Rong, dressed as a man, embracing. A chill ran down their spines. Guo Jing thought to himself, "Luckily, I'm not very good-looking, so Brother shouldn't be interested in me. Is this what our masters meant by 'homosexuality'? I've finally learned something new today." Hearing Guo Jing's voice, Yang Liming realized this wasn't the place to be intimate with Huang Rong. Turning to see their expressions, and then looking at Rong'er's attire, he knew what they were thinking. He quickly explained, "Uh… Second Brother and this brother, Rong'er and I are actually…" "Oh! We understand!" Before he could finish, the other boy and Guo Jing nodded in unison. Seeing their expressions, Yang Liming wanted nothing more than to slap them to death. "I'm not gay!" Huang Rong, however, was much more outspoken. Seeing Yang Liming's expression, she chuckled and stepped forward to stand before him. "Haven't you ever seen a man like another man?" Her voice was clear and melodious, no longer deliberately lowered as usual; her feminine charm was fully revealed. That fellow, unlike Guo Jing, was quick-witted. Seeing Huang Rong's expression, he feigned sudden realization. "Oh no, we forgot about that old senior! He's been gone for so long and hasn't come up from the lake yet. Could it be that he can't swim? I'll go down and check. In any case, judging from his appearance, that old senior seems to be a guest at our Guiyun Manor." At this moment, the fellow, now sobered up by the blow of homosexuality, said. Yang Liming watched as the fellow, whom he had already confirmed was Lu Guanying, began to take off his clothes, preparing to go into the water to rescue him. He thought to himself, "No way, could it be that Xi Qianzhang really can't swim and has drowned like this?" "Theoretically impossible! He's the number one conman in The Legend of the Condor Heroes. If he were on the Spring Festival Gala, even Zhao Benshan would be out of a job!" Just then, a loud splash was heard, and water sprayed everywhere. Xi Qianzhang had leaped onto the dock. "Wow!" Everyone exclaimed in surprise. Xi Qianzhang, who had been in the lake for quite some time, walked towards them energetically, showing no signs of shortness of breath. "Haha, I have already cultivated my internal energy to the point of oneness with nature, and I have long since mastered internal breathing. When I practice, I can stay underwater for seven days and seven nights. I just deliberately fell into the lake to show you all my divine skills." "Qiu Qianzhang said with boundless pride. Hearing his words, Yang Liming felt like fainting. It turned out that this old man had deliberately stayed in the lake for half a day just to cover up his inexplicable fall into the lake and almost leaking. 'Oneness with Heaven and Man'? This shamelessness, this shamelessness... speechless..." "Senior is truly a divine being," Lu Guanying and Guo Jing said with admiration, bowing their hands. Although Yang Liming seemed quite capable, his appearance was far inferior to that of this venerable old man. Hearing his words, the slight doubt in their hearts vanished. They regretted that they shouldn't have disrespected such a master. "My father received a strange gift today. Does Senior know about this?" Lu Guanying asked without warning. The swindler asked, "What strange gift?" Lu Guanying replied, "It's a dead man's skull with five holes in the top." The old man said, "That's strange. Is someone playing a trick on your father?" Lu Guanying thought to himself, "This man's martial arts are unfathomable. Why don't I invite him to the manor? With him and that seemingly equally unfathomable elder brother of Guo Jing, what enemy does Guiyun Manor have to fear?" Thinking this, he smiled broadly at Yang Liming and the swindler Qiu, saying, "If you, venerable elder and this brother, would not mind, please come to our manor for tea?" His voice was tense, afraid that Yang Liming and the swindler Qiu would refuse. Yang Liming didn't care; he was just here to watch the show, and Huang Rong seemed quite interested in Guiyun Manor's enemy. Naturally, he readily agreed. The old man Qiu hesitated for a moment, then pretended to be serious, saying, "That's fine too." Lu Guanying was overjoyed and respectfully invited the two of them to go first. As Qiu the Great Conman passed by Yang Liming and the others, he pointed and said, "These three young men are also from your manor, aren't they?" Lu Guanying replied, "These three are my friends." The swindler ignored them and strode away, with Guo Jing and Lu Jing following behind. Yang Liming, who had greeted Guo Jing, held Huang Rong's hand and followed at the back, chattering about what had happened since they parted. Of course, Yang Liming couldn't possibly tell Huang Rong about Xiao Zhao and the fairy-like Lin Yu. After all, when she left with Huang Yaoshi last time, she seemed to have shown jealousy towards the young Li Mochou. If she knew he had two more women, who knew if she would cause trouble for him? It was better to make it a fait accompli first. Upon arriving at Guiyun Manor, Lu Guanying invited the swindler and Yang Liming to sit in the front hall and rushed inside to inform his father. Not long after, a rather handsome middle-aged man sat on a bamboo couch and was carried out by two servants. After Lu Chengfeng greeted Yang Liming and the others, he bowed to the swindler and said, "I was unaware of your arrival, esteemed sir, and have failed to greet you properly. My apologies. May I ask who you are, senior?" "...Seeing that Lu Chengfeng only warmly greeted Qiu the Great Conman and paid little attention to him, a junior, Yang Liming didn't mind and deliberately interjected, "Master Lu, this senior is none other than Qiu Qianren, the 'Iron Palm Water-Walking' gang leader, known in the martial arts world." Under Qiu the Great Conman's smug gaze, Lu Chengfeng gasped. The name "Iron Palm Water-Walking" had been legendary in the martial arts world for twenty years. Although Lu Chengfeng had never witnessed Qiu Qianren's martial arts, he admired his reputation and knew that he was almost on par with the Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, and Central Divine. Knowing his identity, Lu Chengfeng became even more respectful. He asked, "Senior Qiu, what brings you to my humble abode? If there is anything I can do to help, I will be happy to assist you." After chatting for a while, Lu Chengfeng told Qiu the Great Conman to go to the guest room to rest. He then went to instruct the servants to prepare wine and food. Huang Rong tugged at Yang Liming's hand and gave him a wink. She then quietly slipped out. Yang Liming knew what mischief this girl was up to now. He followed her closely.

Chapter 57: The Swindler Qiu Meets the Eastern Heretic (Please Add to Favorites) Huang Rong and Yang Liming returned to the lakeside they had just come from. The large vat that the swindler Qiu had used was still there. Rong'er touched the vat, then lifted it with one hand and kicked it hard, smashing the seemingly imposing iron vat into pieces with a loud clang. She said, "Brother Ming, did you know all along that old man Qiu was a swindler?" "Hehe, Rong'er, how did you know?" Yang Liming asked, somewhat puzzled. He remembered that in the original story, Huang Rong had been deceived by that same swindler at the very beginning. “Silly brother, Rong’er isn’t stupid. Even my father couldn’t possibly walk on water while carrying such a huge iron vat. If it was just that old man Qiu who did it, I would be a little surprised, but not too suspicious. After all, the world is so big, and although I haven’t seen anyone with higher martial arts skills than my father, it doesn’t mean there aren’t any. But what happened afterward made me doubt it. Even you, brother, can walk on the lake. That’s too exaggerated! You and Rong’er have only been separated for half a year. Even if you’ve improved quickly, it’s impossible for you to surpass my father in just half a year.” Rong’er tapped Yang Liming’s head with her little hand. She looked extremely proud. “Yes, yes, my Rong’er is the smartest.” Yang Liming picked up Huang Rong and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Suddenly, Huang Rong raised her little head in Yang Liming’s arms and asked worriedly, “Brother Ming, do you not like smart girls? Father said that most men don’t like their women to be smarter than them.” “How could that be? The smarter Rong’er is, the happier I am.” Yang Liming knew what Huang Rong was thinking. Huang Rong's behavior with him was quite different from her behavior with Guo Jing in the original novel. Compared to the female strategist in the original story, this Rong'er was more like a girl next door. It wasn't that she became stupid by following Yang Liming, but rather that Yang Liming didn't require her to rack her brains for him like she did with Guo Jing in the original story. After all, although Yang Liming wasn't particularly clever, he could still proudly say that his IQ was a level above Guo Jing's. A smart woman knows to hide her brilliance and not steal the limelight from her lover. "Tell me, how did you float on the water?" Relieved by her brother's answer, Rong'er asked again. "Hehe, you sometimes get so confused, don't you? Go to the water's edge and look carefully, make sure you concentrate your inner energy in your eyes," Yang Liming said, tapping Huang Rong's little nose with amusement. "Haha, driving wooden stakes into the lake, what an idea that old man came up with! And he even put in so much effort. Brother Ming, did he spend the whole night working on these stakes?" Rong'er pulled Yang Liming to the lakeside for a look. She laughed. "Of course! He's the world's greatest magician, after all. He needs real skill and perseverance to do that," Yang Liming replied. To be honest, Yang Liming really admired Qiu Qianzhang's shrewdness. With his meager early-stage acquired skill, he wouldn't even qualify as a third-rate expert in the martial arts world. Yet, he managed to fool countless masters far stronger than him. Even in the original story, he managed to deceive Ouyang Feng, a master of innate talent. "What is a magician?" Huang Rong asked, tilting her head in confusion. Seeing her adorable expression, Yang Liming explained what a magician was. The two chatted sweetly until evening, when a servant from Guiyun Manor came to invite them to a banquet. Inside the manor's main hall, the banquet was already prepared, and everyone took their seats according to their roles as host and guest. Yang Liming and Huang Rong naturally sat together. Just as the banquet was about to begin, someone came to report: "Reporting to the manor lord, six strange men have come to cause trouble outside." "Six people? Could it be that Mei Chaofeng has hired help?" Lu Chengfeng exclaimed in surprise. Seeing Lu Chengfeng's expression, Yang Liming knew what he was worried about. He said to him, "Master Lu, don't worry. I think the person coming might be your enemy. Now that Senior Qiu Qianren is here, what is there to fear?" "Yes, yes. The little boy is right. With me here, no matter if they are a thousand troops or the Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, or Northern Beggar, my Iron Palm will send them flying to the ends of the earth." Xi Qianzhang, after being praised by Yang Liming, instantly forgot who he was and stroked his beard, boasting smugly. Seeing that he seemed to disregard her father, Huang Rong's face turned angry. She was about to expose this shameless old liar when Yang Liming pulled her little hand, making her realize that her brother was going to watch the show. She thought angrily, "Old liar, wait and see how I deal with you later." Although Huang Rong planned to settle accounts with him later, she still asked with a smile, "Since you are so powerful, why don't you go find them, defeat them one by one, and become the number one in the world?" "Little girl, what do you know? If it weren't for my family's troubles back then, Wang Chongyang wouldn't have been the number one martial artist in the world." Hearing Qiu the Liar's words, Huang Rong snorted coldly. "Then why don't you go now?" "I'm not going to look for them now, aren't they just lucky? Wang Chongyang is already dead, why should I compete with him? The Northern Beggar, he's always running around, even if I looked, I couldn't find him. The Southern Emperor has become a monk, this great hero won't stoop to the level of a monk. The Western Poison is far beyond the Great Wall, I don't have the time to go there specifically to look for him. As for the Eastern Heretic, there's no need to mention him, he's always staying in that turtle shell on Peach Blossom Island. I don't know the art of divination, how could I get into Peach Blossom Island? Let's wait until he comes out of his turtle shell." The implication was that in terms of martial arts, none of the Five Greats were worthy of his attention. "Hmph, what a big mouth you have, I wonder which expert you are? Let us, the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan, see what you're capable of." Five men and one woman strode in through the door. It was the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan. Ke Zhen'e had just arrived at the door and heard Qiu Qianren, the big swindler, belittle the Five Greats. If they were so inferior, then the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan wouldn't even be worth a fart. He blurted out. Lu Chengfeng didn't immediately go to entertain the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan. Instead, he said to Qiu Qianren with a gloomy face, "Senior Qiu, you're exaggerating." He had seen Qiu Qianren belittling his mentor like this. If he didn't know he was no match for him, he would have gone over and taught him a lesson long ago. He didn't care if you were a senior or not. "Yes, yes, even the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong is very powerful. What you're saying is wrong." Guo Jing respected Hong Qigong and also spoke up in disagreement. Huang Rong thought to herself, "Originally, I just wanted to beat you up and be done with it, but now I'm going to throw you into the lake to feed the fish." Among so many people, only Yang Liming remained sitting and eating without changing his expression, but he thought to himself, "This old guy has gone too far with his boasting. Let's see how he gets out of this." "Seeing he had incurred the wrath of the crowd, the great swindler Qiu remained completely unfazed. He calmly rose and said, 'Since you don't believe me, then I'll show you the martial arts of this great hero. I'll convince you. Watch closely.' Yang Liming sighed in admiration; this guy was indeed a master of deception, incredibly skilled. The swindler produced two stones that appeared to be extremely hard from somewhere. With a gentle squeeze, the two stones turned to powder. 'Hiss!' This stunned everyone except Yang Liming and Huang Rong. Anyone with a modicum of martial arts knowledge understood that crushing such a stone wasn't difficult. Most martial arts masters could do it. But to crush it into powder required an unbelievably high level of internal energy. Without innate talent, it was unthinkable. Even Yang Liming himself wouldn't dare say he could do it. 'Brother Ming, his stones aren't made of flour, are they?'" "Huang Rong tugged at Yang Liming and said. "Hehe, maybe," Yang Liming said. "Hahahaha, now you're convinced, aren't you? The Eastern Heretic, the Western Poison, the Southern Emperor, and the Northern Beggar are no match for this great hero." Qiu the Great Swindler said smugly, seeing the surprised expressions on everyone's faces. He knew he had stunned everyone. "Hmph," he had just finished speaking when a cold snort rang out. Hearing this snort, everyone felt a tightness in their chest. Old Man Qiu, who was at the forefront, almost vomited blood. His face turned pale. Hearing this voice, Yang Liming smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect him to still come." "Father, it's Father," Huang Rong stood up abruptly. Then, the look in her eyes as she looked at Old Man Qiu clearly said, "You're doomed." "Who is this master who has come to my Guiyun Manor? Please show yourself." Lu Chengfeng knew from the voice that a master among masters had arrived. Before he finished speaking, a ghostly figure appeared in the hall, leaving a trail of afterimages. He wore a strange human skin mask on his face. His hawk-like eyes swept over Qiu the big liar. "You've got quite the nerve..."

Chapter 58: Dragging him out to feed the fish. A hawk-like gaze swept over the swindler, Qiu Qianren. "You've got quite the nerve..." As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chengfeng trembled all over, but seeing that he was wearing a mask, he couldn't be sure if he was the god-like figure he had in mind. So he just stared at him excitedly. Qiu Qianren was kicked by the masked man's gaze and stumbled back a few steps, his face turning even paler. "Who are you? Haven't you heard of the great hero's Iron Palm Water-Skimming fame? If you know what's good for you, get lost right now, or I'll send you flying to Dongting Lake with a single wave of my Iron Palm." "That swindler Qiu truly lives up to his reputation as a professional con artist. Although he was startled by Huang Yaoshi's sudden glare from the masked man, he has recovered and immediately launched into a fierce attack, as if the pale-faced man from before were a completely different person. The moment he uttered those words, he suddenly felt the surrounding air thicken, his breathing become several times more difficult than usual, his heart pounded with fear, and his legs trembled uncontrollably. If it weren't for his exceptional mental fortitude, he probably would have collapsed to the ground. Just as that swindler Qiu was about to give up, a sudden sound came from outside..." A series of shouts and screams erupted. Then, with a thud, several servants from Guiyun Manor flew in; judging by the blood gushing from the holes in their foreheads, they were beyond saving. Yang Liming and the others stood frozen as a woman entered, her face cold and pale as paper, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, her head tilted back to the sky. Who else could it be but Iron Corpse Mei Chaofeng, Sister Mei? The Seven Heroes of Jiangnan and Lu Chengfeng felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing her. "Mei Chaofeng," the Six Heroes and Guo Jing exclaimed in unison. "Hahahaha, so the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan are still here! Good, good, good! Old grudges and new feuds, we can settle them all today," Mei Chaofeng said sinisterly. Lu Chengfeng struck with both hands and said, "Senior Sister Mei, we parted twenty years ago, and today we finally meet again. How are you and Senior Brother Chen?" Upon hearing his address to Mei Chaofeng, Huang Rong tugged at Yang Liming's sleeve, saying, "This Master's martial arts, literature, speech, and actions are all modeled after my father. I've long suspected he has some connection to my family, but I never imagined he was actually Senior Brother Lu." Mei Chaofeng coldly replied, "Isn't that Junior Brother Lu Chengfeng? Your Senior Brother Xuanfeng has already been killed, and I'm blind. Are you happy now?" Lu Chengfeng was indeed somewhat happy; one of the Black Wind Duo was dead, and the other was blind. His and his family's safety was greatly improved. However, thinking of their past relationship, a wave of sadness washed over him. He sighed and said, "Who was the enemy who killed Senior Brother Chen? Has Senior Sister avenged him? If not, I'm willing to lend a hand. After avenging our sect's grudges, we can settle our old scores later." Mei Chaofeng's heart stirred. "The Seven Heroes of Jiangnan are here. If we use them to kill them, letting them fight like dogs, wouldn't that be even better?" She hadn't yet answered Lu Chengfeng. Han Baoju slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Mei Chaofeng, Lu Chengfeng, your enemies are right here! Come at me if you dare! We, the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan, are not afraid of you!" The other heroes quickly reached out to pull him back. If Lu Chengfeng and Mei Chaofeng really joined forces today, the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan would probably be wiped out of the martial arts world. At this moment, Qiu Qianren, who had received a reprieve because of Mei Chaofeng's appearance, suddenly said, "Lu Chengfeng, so you and Mei Chaofeng are fellow disciples? Then what are you arguing about? Your own master has already been killed by the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. What kind of heroes are you pretending to be?" Yang Liming broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this. This idiot was still just like in the original story. He had revealed something that had never happened. Wasn't he courting death? Huang Yaoshi was right in front of him! But Mei Chaofeng and the others didn't know this. They exclaimed in unison with Lu Chengfeng, "What did you say?" Mei Chaofeng flipped her hand and grabbed his wrist, ignoring the old swindler's cries of pain. Seeing that Mei Chaofeng wouldn't let go, Qiu the swindler hurriedly said, "Peach Blossom Island Master Huang Yaoshi has been framed and killed!" Before he could even utter the word "kill," he was kicked away. It was Huang Rong who did it. While kicking the old man, she fiercely shouted at the swindler, "Pah! You shameless swindler! My father is standing perfectly fine in front of you. I'll kick you to death!" Then she ran to Huang Yaoshi, grabbed his arm, and said, "Father, that old man Xi dared to curse you just now! Why didn't you teach him a lesson?" Sigh! Huang Yaoshi sighed. He said to Huang Rong affectionately, "Your father is already furious with this girl who runs around everywhere. Where would I have the strength to teach anyone a lesson?" In truth, Huang Yaoshi didn't take Qiu the swindler seriously at all, considering him practically a piece of trash. In his view, using his imposing manner to intimidate you was already giving you, a piece of trash, enough face. "Make your move, do you dare?" "Um, your son-in-law Yang Liming greets Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic. Father-in-law Huang, hello! Long time no see!" Yang Liming jumped out, grinning at Huang Yaoshi. He was reminding Mei Chaofeng and Lu Chengfeng that their master had arrived. Upon hearing his words, everyone reacted differently. The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan gaped wide-eyed. Qiu Huyou wore a bitter expression; Huang Yaoshi, no wonder he wasn't afraid of his younger brother's reputation, he was in trouble now. Lu Chengfeng and Mei Chaofeng immediately knelt on the ground, not daring to utter a sound. "Disciple greets Master." One was filled with terror, the other with joy. Lu Guanying, standing beside Lu Chengfeng, couldn't pull his father up no matter what he tried. Instead, his father pulled him down to kneel on the ground with him. Huang Yaoshi removed the mask from his face. Looking at Yang Liming, Huang Yaoshi said, "So it's you again? Calling me father-in-law is a bit premature." "Hehe, not premature, not premature, it's just a matter of time," Yang Liming scratched his head, shamelessly replying. Huang Yaoshi didn't even acknowledge the shameless man who was acting like his son-in-law. He walked up to Qiu the Conman and said, "Are you really Qiu Qianren? If he's like this, Wang Chongyang wouldn't have invited him to participate in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament with us back then." Before Qiu the Conman could answer, he turned to Lu Chengfeng and said, "Chengfeng, throw this swindler out to feed the fish." With his arrogance, he naturally wouldn't lay a hand on a piece of trash. "Yes, Master," Lu Chengfeng replied. He had already seen through this Senior Qiu, who was an imposter. How could a peerless master be frightened to death by a single glance? Even if this person was Huang Yaoshi, it was impossible, right? "Hey, what are you doing?" Qiu the Conman screamed as he was dragged outside after being restrained by the warriors of Guiyun Manor. "Father-in-law, wait a moment," Yang Liming said. He then ran to Qiu Huyou, smiled gratefully at the man, and searched him thoroughly. He found things like flour-made stones and steel stones—a bunch of magician's items. Once he was deemed useless, he waved to the Guiyun Manor warriors and said, "Alright, you can continue. Drag him out and feed him to the fish..." Ah! You robber! The voice faded into the distance. Huang Rong chuckled at Yang Liming, "You're so wicked, really plucking feathers from a passing goose." She then cheerfully picked up the magician's items she had found on Qiu Huyou. "But this swindler has quite a few interesting things on him."

Chapter 59: It's Ouyang Ke again, that good-for-nothing Huang Rong chuckles at Yang Liming. "You're so wicked, always picking feathers off a passing goose." She then cheerfully picks up the magician's items found on Old Qiu. "But this swindler has quite a few interesting things on him." Huang Yaoshi ignores Yang Liming, who is playing with the items taken from Old Qiu with Huang Rong. Instead, he walks straight to Lu Chengfeng, his eyes filled with affection, and says, "Chengfeng, it was indeed my fault back then. I shouldn't have held a grudge against you. You've suffered so much these past years. Are you willing to acknowledge me as your master?" Hearing Huang Yaoshi's words, Lu Chengfeng kowtows repeatedly, Huang Yaoshi unable to stop him. "No, no, it was my fault. I've never blamed you, Master. If we hadn't failed to protect Master's wife, they wouldn't have had the opportunity. It was my fault, Master, please don't say that. I wouldn't dare." Lu Chengfeng is startled; his revered master is suddenly apologizing to him. He's almost incoherent. "Alright, Chengfeng. Your master has made a mistake. Don't you even have the courage to admit it?" He then looked at Lu Guanying and said, "He's your son, isn't he? It seems he hasn't practiced our Peach Blossom Island's martial arts?" "Without Master's permission, this disciple wouldn't dare. This disciple..." Lu Chengfeng said. Huang Yaoshi interrupted him, then took out a martial arts manual from his robes and threw it in front of Lu Chengfeng, saying, "Back then, in a moment of impulsiveness, I broke your legs. This is the Whirlwind Sweeping Leaves Kick, which I've specially modified for you and your fellow disciples over the years. If you practice it according to its method for three to five years, you should be able to walk like a normal person." "And as for your son's martial arts, you will personally teach him. I grant your permission." "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" Lu Chengfeng was overjoyed, pulling his son along and kowtowing repeatedly. He had no doubt about Huang Yaoshi's words that after practicing for three to five years, he could walk like a normal person. Since his master's personality dictated this, the effect would only be better, not worse. Having resolved Lu Chengfeng's matter, Huang Yaoshi looked at Mei Chaofeng, his eyes filled with complex emotions. Mei Chaofeng was his only female disciple. At that time, he didn't have a daughter, so naturally, he loved her more than his other disciples. However, what she had done made him swear that he would kill her with a single palm strike if he saw her. But now, seeing Mei Chaofeng in person, looking at the once innocent and beautiful girl who had become this inhuman, ghostly figure, blind and widowed, seemingly having suffered all the hardships of the world, his hand twitched but he couldn't bring himself to kill her. "Where is my Nine Yin Manual?" "Huang Yaoshi asked calmly. Mei Chaofeng hurriedly took out the human skin from her bosom and gave it to Huang Yaoshi. She didn't dare to raise her head. Huang Yaoshi took it, glanced at it, and put it back in his bosom. He raised his hand to plant the bone-attaching nail on Mei Chaofeng's body. But his hand was only halfway out when it was grabbed by someone. His face turned angry, and he turned around. It was none other than Yang Liming, who was smiling at him. "Hehehe, father-in-law, let's skip the bone-attaching nail. Although Sister Mei is hateful, she has suffered enough over the years. Why should you bother with a little girl like her?" Lu Chengfeng, Mei Chaofeng, and even Guo Jing of the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan felt a chill for Yang Liming. "Is this guy courting death?" "Let go!" Huang Yaoshi narrowed his eyes, and his internal energy instantly flowed. Yang Liming also used his internal energy to resist. For a moment, the two were evenly matched. "Eh!" "Huang Yaoshi exclaimed in surprise, looking at Yang Liming strangely. "Good lad, only half a year has passed! You've already reached this level." The level he was referring to was naturally the Innate Realm. "Hehehe, my father-in-law wants me to become stronger, how dare I disobey? If you get angry and refuse to marry Rong'er to me, wouldn't I be at a huge loss?" Yang Liming still chuckled foolishly. "Hmph, your martial arts have indeed improved a lot, but when it comes to meddling in my affairs, Huang Yaoshi, you're still a bit lacking." What Huang Yaoshi said was true. Yang Liming was indeed at the early stage of the Innate Realm, just like him. But compared to him, a strongman who was already very close to the middle stage of the Innate Realm, Yang Liming, this newbie, was indeed slightly inferior. Of course, this was Yang Liming's skill without using explosive attacks. "Father, Brother Ming, what are you doing again? Let go!" Huang Rong looked worriedly at the two who had clashed again after half a year. "Junior Brother Yang, I thank you, but Master wants to punish Chaofeng, and Mei Chaofeng dares not disobey." She saw that Yang Liming called Huang Yaoshi his father-in-law, and Huang Yaoshi did not explicitly object. He had long since completely trusted him as his junior brother. Now, seeing him stand up for her and their master, she couldn't help but try to persuade him. "Father-in-law, I'll give you something, and you'll spare Sister Mei and take her back to Peach Blossom Island, how about that?" Yang Liming wouldn't offend Huang Yaoshi for Mei Chaofeng. He couldn't help but ask. "What do you have that's worth Huang Yaoshi's attention?" Hearing Huang Yaoshi's words, Yang Liming took out the Nine Yin Manual from his pocket and handed it to Huang Yaoshi, saying, "What about the Nine Yin Manual?" Huang Yaoshi took the Nine Yin Manual and immediately recognized it as the absolute truth. He was overjoyed. He had a wish to collect both volumes of the Nine Yin Manual and burn them for his deceased wife. In his eyes, nothing was more important than his wife and daughter; as long as he could burn the Nine Yin Manual for his deceased wife, what did it matter if he spared Mei Chaofeng? He had imprisoned Zhou Botong on Peach Blossom Island for over a decade, wasn't it all for this? "Hahaha, good, Chaofeng, this time, for Yang's sake, I'll spare you for now," Huang Yaoshi agreed without hesitation. Yang Liming, seeing his expression, thought he was a corrupt official who had just been bribed. He didn't care about giving the Nine Yin Manual to Huang Yaoshi. He already knew it by heart. Keeping it was useless now; it was better to use it to do Huang Yaoshi and Mei Chaofeng a favor and make them grateful. "Chaofeng! Was Xuanfeng killed by those ugly monsters over there?" "Huang Yaoshi seemed to have thought of something, and his hearty laughter instantly turned into a gloomy expression. Yang Liming was impressed by the speed at which he changed his expression. "It's me, Huang Yaoshi, what are you going to do about it?" "Ke Zhen'e slammed his iron staff down and said fiercely. He saw that Huang Yaoshi seemed to be going to settle scores with them. Being concerned about his reputation, he naturally jumped out. Yang Liming cursed inwardly: 'You don't know what death means? It's fine if you want to die, but don't drag Guo Jing and Han Xiaoying down with you! One is my second brother, and the other is a beauty. A beauty is one less in this world if she dies! Although I don't have any feelings for her right now, I can't bear to see her die, can I?' Huang Yaoshi, upon hearing his words, simply said indifferently, 'I don't fight with trash. Let Chaofeng deal with you later.' 'What...what did you say, Huang Yaoshi?' The Seven Heroes of Jiangnan seemed to be the type who liked to court death. Hearing Huang Yaoshi's words, they actually wanted to fight him. However, after being glared at fiercely by Huang Yaoshi, they deflated. Huang Yaoshi seemed to have done what needed to be done. He took Huang Rong's hand and said, 'Girl, come back with me first.' 'Father!' Huang Rong looked at Yang Liming reluctantly. 'Silly girl, can't you even wait a month?'" "Huang Yaoshi said. "Huh, Father-in-law, why is it only one month now? Isn't there still three months left until the year?" Yang Liming asked curiously. Hearing Yang Liming's words, Huang Yaoshi said, "Boy, considering you gave me a copy of the Nine Yin Manual, don't blame me for not reminding you. You must come to Peach Blossom Island in a month. Ouyang Feng sent someone to deliver a letter to me a few days ago, saying that he will come to propose marriage to his nephew in a month." Huang Yaoshi was generally satisfied with Yang Liming. Even if Yang Liming hadn't given him the Nine Yin Manual, he would still have told him the news since they had met. What? It's that good-for-nothing Ouyang Ke again? He actually managed to save Ouyang Ke's life last time. Yang Liming was a little dissatisfied that he hadn't finished that good-for-nothing off with a single blow last time. Little did he know that if his palm hadn't struck Ouyang Ke's chest protector, Ouyang Ke would have been dead long ago. Even so, it took Ouyang Feng a tremendous amount of effort to save his precious son. (Please collect and recommend, dear readers, please help this author!)

In Chapter Sixty, with Duan Tiande, Huang Yaoshi, and Huang Rong gone, Mei Chaofeng, now unrestrained, sprang to her feet and charged towards the Six Heroes of Jiangnan, seemingly intent on tearing them apart. A fierce battle erupted. Neither Yang Liming nor Lu Chengfeng intended to intervene. Lu Chengfeng, regardless of his status, was a member of Peach Blossom Island. His refusal to join Mei Chaofeng in attacking the Six Heroes of Jiangnan, after the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan had killed Chen Xuanfeng of Peach Blossom Island, was already a sign of his loyalty. Yang Liming, on the other hand, was simply waiting for either side to falter before intervening, hoping that this would make them remember his life-saving grace. Therefore, he temporarily stepped aside to watch the spectacle. At this moment, Han Baoju, Quan Jinfeng, Nan Xiren, Han Xiaoying, Zhu Cong, Ke Zhen'e, and Guo Jing all drew their weapons and engaged Mei Chaofeng in a fierce battle. Each unleashed their ultimate techniques, constantly facing perilous situations. Since they were all armed (Mei Chaofeng also wielded a white bone whip), a single misstep could result in death or serious injury. Although the Six Heroes of Jiangnan were only at the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm, their daily interactions resulted in exceptional teamwork. The six formed a combined attack technique resembling the Big Dipper Formation. Adding to this, Guo Jing, the original protagonist who had not only mastered the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms but had also inexplicably gained late-stage Acquired Realm power, was constantly interfering. They managed to hold their own against Mei Chaofeng for a time. However, Mei Chaofeng's poor eyesight meant that despite her formidable skills, she could only utilize about 80% of her full power, relying solely on sound to judge attacks. Several times, Yang Liming missed opportunities to strike. Nevertheless, Mei Chaofeng was a master at the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm, possessing far greater endurance than the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan and Guo Jing. An hour later, after a fierce battle, the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan and Guo Jing had exhausted most of their power, while Mei Chaofeng still had reserves. Han Xiaoying, with lower martial arts skills, was the first to succumb, her longsword flying from her hand by a whip from Mei Chaofeng. With a cry of pain, Han Xiaoying's hand was dislocated by the force of the whip. Just as Yang Liming was about to rescue Han Xiaoying, a sudden and dramatic change occurred. Guo Jing, seeing his master injured, panicked and instantly mastered the Silent Palm technique from the original story that had wounded Mei Chaofeng. His palm strike was completely silent, catching the visually impaired Mei Chaofeng completely off guard. He seized the opportunity as Mei Chaofeng moved to finish off Han Xiaoying and unleashed the "Shocking the Hundred Miles" move from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. This move's power was immense, releasing its force upon contact with the body. It was almost Guo Jing's full strength. Caught off guard, Mei Chaofeng was struck in the back by Guo Jing's sneak attack, spitting out a mouthful of blood and collapsing to the ground. Had her skill not surpassed Guo Jing's, this blow would have been fatal. The Seven Heroes of Jiangnan, seeing her injured, swarmed forward, intending to finish off this great demon. Mei Chaofeng, seeing weapons hurtling towards her, gave a bitter smile. Lu Chengfeng was extremely anxious. Although he had previously hated Mei Chaofeng, now that he had been taken back into Huang Yaoshi's sect, all his past resentment had vanished in that instant. All that remained was sympathy for Mei Chaofeng and the bond of kinship. Seeing his senior sister suddenly facing a life-or-death moment, he forgot his infirmity and forced himself to stand, only to fall to the ground. "Senior Sister!" Just as Mei Chaofeng and Lu Chengfeng were in despair, a large sword suddenly appeared between the Six Heroes and Mei Chaofeng. The extremely powerful internal energy emanating from the sword forced the Six Heroes to retreat repeatedly even before they touched it. Zhu Cong and Quan Jinfeng, who were closest, even sat down on the ground with a thud, looking quite disheveled. "Big Brother!" Guo Jing exclaimed. The one wielding the large sword was Yang Liming. Seeing Mei Chaofeng's dramatic defeat, he quickly took out the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword from his storage ring and used it to block the Six Heroes of Jiangnan. As for why he took out the imposing Xuan Tie Heavy Sword… (Yang Liming: "Cool, so cool!") "Ke Daxia, aren't you ashamed that so many of you are bullying a blind woman?" The Six Eccentrics didn't react much to Yang Liming's words. Guo Jing, however, seemed to remember his own bullying tactics. He scratched the back of his head, his silly face turning bright red. He was clearly very embarrassed. Yang Liming chuckled inwardly; this silly boy could be quite adorable sometimes. "Well, Young Hero Yang! I, Ke Zhen'e, am not only blind, but also blind in heart. I've always believed you, Young Hero Yang, to be a righteous and honorable person. I never imagined you would collude with that infamous, universally hated female demon! I, Ke Zhen'e, am truly ashamed that Jing'er has someone like you as his elder brother!" "He considers himself righteous and harbors extreme hatred for Mei Chaofeng, so in his eyes, no one associated with Mei Chaofeng is a good person. In the original story, he only suspected Guo Jing of learning martial arts from Mei Chaofeng, yet he wanted to kill him—that's clear." "Damn it, you old bastard, do you love to spout nonsense? I just wanted to show off and do some favors. And you've already belittled me into an enemy of the world. As if I'm some kind of utterly worthless person. You're dissatisfied with Mei Chaofeng? When Huang Yaoshi was here, why didn't you dare to get angry with him? Wasn't it because you thought I was young and a pushover?" Yang Liming was furious, slamming his Xuan Tie heavy sword into the ground with a "thud!" He coldly snorted. These two loud thuds, filled with internal force, even made Mei Chaofeng dizzy, and the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan were even more unbearable, almost vomiting blood. "Master Ke, unless you're so old that your ears have bulged, you should have heard me call Huang Yaoshi 'father-in-law'." "I can't possibly interfere in Mei Chaofeng's affairs. You'd better watch your mouth," he said, then without looking back, he flicked his sleeve at Ke Zhen'e, releasing his inner energy. "Ugh!" Ke Zhen'e tilted his head back, groaned, and was thrown off balance by the force, falling backward to the ground. "Big Brother!" the other five monsters and Guo Jing called out simultaneously. The five monsters were worried that their big brother was injured, while Guo Jing spread his arms to block Yang Liming, afraid that he would hurt his master. He always felt that his big brother was unfathomable whenever he saw him. After confirming that their big brother was alright, Han Xiaoying cried out and picked up her longsword, slashing at Yang Liming, but Yang Liming easily caught it with two fingers. Han Xiaoying struggled to break free, but couldn't move. "Hehehe, beautiful lady, what are you doing? It's not good to swing that sword around like that." "Seventh Sister, come back." "Ke Zhen'e shouted. Han Xiaoying glared at Yang Liming and walked back to her men. "Your martial arts are superb, Master Yang. Forgive my blindness just now for not recognizing such a master. I apologize for my rudeness." She then said to Guo Jing and the Five Eccentrics, "Let's go. We can't afford to offend Master Yang." He knew he was no match for Yang Liming, and Yang Liming was clearly on Mei Chaofeng's side. Staying would only bring him humiliation. Actually, he had misunderstood Yang Liming. If he hadn't acted impulsively and disrespectfully towards Yang Liming, Yang Liming would have at most acted as a peacemaker. He wouldn't have targeted him. "Second brother, wait," Yang Liming said. "Why does Master Yang want us to stay?" "Ke Zhen'e said to Yang Liming with ill intent. Guo Jing obediently stopped. "I wasn't talking to you," Yang Liming said to Ke Zhen'e. Then he walked up to Lu Chengfeng and said, "Senior Brother Lu, didn't you hijack a large Jin ship a few days ago? Was there a man named Duan Tiande on board?" Yang Liming thought to himself, "Although my appearance changed history quite a bit, I wonder if Duan Tiande still fell into the hands of the Taihu Lake pirates." "Junior Brother Yang, how do you know?" Although he asked this question, he still ordered his men to check the cell. Sure enough, a middle-aged man with a very lewd appearance was brought before Yang Liming. He said to Yang Liming and the others with a fawning expression, "My name is Duan Tiande. I wonder what business you have with me, gentlemen?" After hearing his words, Yang Liming said to him with a playful expression, "You are Duan Tiande?" "Seriously, this guy really lives up to his villainous reputation. His appearance is undeniable; he practically screams 'I'm a bad guy' on his face." "Duan Tiande, Duan Tiande, you are Duan Tiande!" Guo Jing had been visibly excited ever since Yang Liming questioned Lu Chengfeng. Now, upon seeing his father's killer, he pounced on Duan Tiande like a raging lion… (Please give me some votes, everyone. Let me have a few laughs. Thank you!)

Chapter Sixty-One: Stepping onto Peach Blossom Island "Duan Tiande, Duan Tiande, you are Duan Tiande!" Guo Jing had been excited ever since Yang Liming asked Lu Chengfeng. Now, upon seeing his father's killer, he pounced on Duan Tiande like a raging lion. It looked like, if nothing unexpected happened, this villain who had severed all moral boundaries would be torn to shreds in seconds. Yang Liming quickly grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him back. Although Yang Liming considered Duan Tiande, this major traitor, one of the three people he hated most while reading *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*, now was not the time to kill him. The other two were Wanyan Honglie and Ouyang Ke. One was hypocritical and shameless. The other was a lecherous thief who raped women everywhere, and yet he was so handsome. No man liked him. "Brother, what are you doing?" Guo Jing struggled, his face flushed, but he couldn't move an inch. "You silly boy, you should at least ask before you act, right?" Seeing Guo Jing gradually calm down... Yang Liming released him. Turning to Duan Tiande, he said, "Eighteen years ago, do you remember what you did in Niujia Village?" Duan Tiande knew from Guo Jing's reaction upon hearing his name that he had encountered an enemy. He stood anxiously to the side, trying to recall when he had offended them, hoping to exonerate himself. However, he had committed too many evil deeds to remember clearly, and couldn't recall anything for a long time. It wasn't until Yang Liming mentioned Niujia Village that he suddenly remembered. Eighteen years ago, he had been involved in the massacre of an entire family. "It wasn't me, it wasn't me! The incident in Niujia Village was ordered to be done by Prince Zhao, Wanyan Honglie. It had nothing to do with me!" Duan Tiande almost cried. "Prince Zhao, Wanyan Honglie, so he's my real enemy. But you're no better." Guo Jing was about to attack again. Yang Liming pulled him back again, saying, "Second brother, if you kill him now, who will your Uncle Yang avenge? Why don't you break his limbs, take him to the Quanzhen Sect and teach him to Uncle Yang, so they can take revenge together? It'll also explain the matter of Wanyan Honglie to your Uncle Yang, letting him know who his true enemy is." Guo Jing thought this made sense. He stepped forward and broke Duan Tiande's limbs. Ignoring his cries of pain, there was no trace of his usual kind heart. His ruthlessness was like that of a murderous demon, showing his hatred for his father's killer. He had already met Yang Tiexin at the Quanzhen Sect when he parted ways with Yang Liming. The reunion of the two uncles and nephews almost made Yang Tiexin die of excitement. If he hadn't known that his daughter and Yang Liming were deeply in love, and that Yang Liming was a handsome young man he greatly admired, he probably would have insisted on Guo Jing as his son-in-law, just like in the original story. Watching Guo Jing carry Duan Tiande away, Yang Liming felt a surge of secret satisfaction. Since finding his wife, Yang Tiexin had gradually regained the fierce spirit of his youth; Duan Tiande would suffer terribly in his hands. He had helped his father-in-law. Moreover, he believed that after this incident, Guo Jing would be even more devoted to him as his elder brother. "My two junior brothers, I should be going now. Thank you, Junior Brother Yang, for pleading with Master on my behalf." Seeing the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan leave, Mei Chaofeng, disregarding her internal injuries and Lu Chengfeng's attempts to persuade her to stay, used her lightness skill to leap out the door. However, Yang Liming's words caused her to fall from mid-air with a "plop." "Sister Mei, your eyes can be healed. Don't have any suicidal thoughts." "Junior Brother, don't tease me! I've been blind for so many years, don't I know myself?" Without waiting for Yang Liming to say anything more, she vanished in an instant. "Tch, I knew you wouldn't believe me. This great hero has Little White, the time-traveling device. Even if I can't cure you now, once I enter the cultivation world, am I afraid I won't find a way? Anyway, Little White has the ability to adjust the time difference between different worlds, so I'm not afraid you'll die of old age." Yang Liming said confidently. Five days later, Yang Liming set off for Zhoushan on the East China Sea, humming a modern tune. Although it was still early, ever since he heard that Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Ke would also be going to Peach Blossom Island, Yang Liming couldn't wait to get there as soon as possible. The earlier, the better, right? "Sister Rong'er, your brother Ming is here! We'll see each other again soon. This time, I'll definitely take advantage of you. Hehehe..." After silently saying this in his heart, Yang Liming spent another five days reaching the shore of Zhoushan. He set his sights on his destination—Peach Blossom Island. He had searched for many boatmen on the shore, but not a single one was willing to take him there. Only now did he realize that the people by the sea here feared Peach Blossom Island like the plague, never daring to approach within forty miles of the island. No matter how much money was offered, no one would take him there if he mentioned the island's name. He cursed Huang Yaoshi's character inwardly, saying he couldn't even find a boat now. "Damn it, if no one's going to take me, I'll sail myself. Who wants to ride in your old-fashioned broken boats!" he said, looking at his watch. "Little Bai, conjure up a yacht for your dad... oh... right, make it flashy, big, and cool. Just not too outrageous. I want to scare Huang Yaoshi to death, shame Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Ke, and seduce Rong'er." A moment later, a flash of white light appeared, and a luxurious white ship, meters wide and meters long, covered in iron sheets, appeared on the sea a few meters from the shore. All the boatmen on the shore gasped in surprise upon seeing this suddenly appearing vessel. Comparing it to their own dilapidated boats, they almost dismantled their own. "Heavens!" "How did he suddenly appear? This must be something a god would use!" Yang Liming ignored the shouting crowd. He glanced at the depleted energy points on Xiaobai's screen with a pained expression. With a powerful leap, he soared high into the air like a shooting star, landing on the deck. This large ship was a product of the Atlantean civilization. Although it was only the most basic type, it was still far superior to most modern ships. One of its features was its fully automated operating system, specifically designed for a novice like Yang Liming who had absolutely no experience sailing. After having his obedient son, Xiaobai, give the ship's rudimentary intelligent system the command to move forward, he leisurely sat down to enjoy the sea view. The ship was also equipped with many essential travel items, so there was no need to worry about lacking anything. It wasn't until Yang Liming had sailed away that the crowd on the shore reacted. They all knelt on the ground, exclaiming, "A god!" The sight of Yang Liming leaping onto the deck with his light-footed skill was so impressive from a distance that it truly looked like he had flown. This story of a divine appearance later astonished countless people in Zhoushan. From then on, many people would gather there daily to await the divine's arrival. Near a small island in the East China Sea, an extremely luxurious ship was slowly sailing. On that ship was only a handsome young man dressed in white scholar's robes. (He had entered the Innate Stage and was even more handsome than before, mainly due to his demeanor.) As the ship approached the island, Yang Liming could already smell the fragrant flowers carried on the sea breeze. Looking into the distance, Peach Blossom Island was lush and verdant, a riot of green, red, yellow, purple, and white flowers, a truly captivating sight. Excited at the thought of seeing Huang Rong soon, Yang Liming commanded the ship's intelligent system. After stopping at the shore, Yang Liming shouted and jumped aboard. "Rong'er, I'm here!" The sound was carried far by the internal force, lingering for a long time. (If there are any issues with the author's writing, or if you feel there are any parts that are not good, please point them out. The author wrote the book, and they may have a high opinion of themselves. However, the public's eyes are discerning. Please give the author some guidance so that they can correct their mistakes. Thank you. Finally, as usual, please recommend and bookmark this page.)

Chapter Sixty-Two: The Old Urchin "Rong'er, I'm here!" His voice carried far and wide by his internal energy, lingering for a long time. "What's with the roar? You've come quite quickly, kid. Let's get through the peach blossom forest first. Taking my daughter won't be so easy. How can I be worthy of Rong'er's status if I don't make you suffer a little?" Yang Liming had barely finished speaking when Huang Yaoshi immediately replied. Both possessed extraordinary internal energy, and although the distance between them was still considerable, it didn't prevent them from conversing. "Old Huang, you're marrying off your daughter? Shouldn't you invite me, the Old Urchin, to a cup of celebratory wine?" Huang Yaoshi's words had barely faded when a shout came from within the peach blossom forest. Just from the sound, one could tell that the owner's skill was comparable to Yang Liming and Huang Yaoshi, already a master of the Innate Realm. "Ah, I'm so angry! Old Huang, you're ignoring me again. I was going to yell at you, but considering you've suddenly become so merciful these past two days, giving me good wine and food, I, the Old Urchin, will let you off this time!" Sure enough, it was the Old Urchin. Yang Liming was secretly delighted. This old man had quite a few unique skills; he had to learn them. In a duel between martial arts masters, the main factor was the level of skill. However, when the opponents' skills were at the same level, the deciding factor became the quantity and quality of their martial arts. Of course, special abilities like Yang Liming's Asura Demon Eye were also taken into account. "Hey kid outside the Peach Blossom Forest, come in quickly! The Old Urchin is in the Peach Blossom Forest. Hahaha!" The Old Urchin inside called out again, seemingly happy that Yang Liming was coming in. Yang Liming didn't need him calling. He said to Xiaobai, "Don't help me. I'll try to navigate the Peach Blossom Forest myself." Then he stepped into the Peach Blossom Forest maze. After wandering around for ages, he couldn't find a way out, let alone where the Old Urchin was. A thought struck him, and he gathered his strength in his throat, shouting, "Old Urchin, I can't find you! Call out a few times so I know where you are!" The Old Urchin immediately started babbling incoherently. Yang Liming followed the sound towards the Old Urchin. But after a while, he realized he was getting further and further away from the sound. Unwilling to give up, he tried to get closer, but the distance quickly receded. Yang Liming finally realized he was still stuck in the same place. He was at his wit's end. The Old Urchin seemed to have tired of calling out and stopped. "Father-in-law, are you trying to starve me to death?" Yang Liming now realized that as a novice who didn't even understand the basics of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, he had no chance of escaping the Peach Blossom Forest created by Huang Yaoshi, a master of formations. "Hahahaha, kid, who told you to be so clever? Do you think my formation, Huang Yaoshi's, is so easy to break? You might as well starve to death if you can't get out!" "Damn it!" Yang Liming was also furious after hearing Huang Yaoshi's shameless words. "Huang Yaoshi, if you don't let me out, I'll cut down all your peach trees!" Huang Yaoshi didn't even acknowledge him. Instead, the Old Urchin shouted, "Little brother, save your energy. If cutting down trees was useful, I, the Old Urchin, would have been out long ago. I used to cut down trees for fun when I was bored. But I don't know what kind of evil magic Huang Yaoshi used here, the trees just won't be cut down. I think it's better if we have a competition to see who shouts the loudest, that way we can pass the time. Hahaha! I'm so clever, I've come up with another fun thing to do." As he spoke, he actually started shouting. "Shut up. Who wants to play this idiotic game with you?" Yang Liming roared. But the Old Urchin kept shouting. Yang Liming simply ignored him and sat down on the ground. As expected, seeing that Yang Liming wasn't cooperating, the old man got bored. After a while, he shouted, "This isn't fun! Nobody's playing with me!" Then he stopped arguing. "Little White, what should we do?" He had no idea. The usual routine: help Little White. "Dad, you're finally asking me!" Little White said. "Nonsense," Yang Liming said. "Actually, getting out of this peach blossom forest is easy. Dad, walk around a bit first." Yang Liming walked around as Little White instructed. He knew Little White was analyzing the surrounding geography to get a rough idea of the formation. Little White wasn't just a time machine, but also a supercomputer. In fact, calling it a computer was no longer appropriate. "Light Brain," "Intelligent Brain"—Yang Liming didn't know. He only knew that when the Atlantis civilization created Little White, besides the names "Main God" and "Dimensional Super Artifact," there was also a name called "Atlantis Brain." In just a few minutes, Little White roughly understood the formation. "Dad, just do as I say." "Wait, take me to the old man first." "Yang Liming said to Xiaobai, "Old rascal, call out now, and I can find you." But the old rascal seemed to be sulking with Yang Liming and wouldn't call out. Yang Liming's forehead formed a deep frown: "Old rascal, I have a fun game. If you want to play, just squeak for me." "Squeak," the old rascal couldn't resist the temptation and actually squeaked. Yang Liming almost burst out laughing. With Xiaobai pointing the way, Yang Liming followed the sound and soon appeared outside a mountain wall. The old rascal was standing expectantly at the entrance of a cave on the mountain wall. When Yang Liming saw him for the first time, he was startled. The old rascal had a full head of long hair that reached the ground, long eyebrows and a long beard, which covered his nose and mouth. At this moment, the setting sun shone through the flowering trees, casting shadows on his face. His hair was gray, not completely white, but it looked like wild fuzz that hadn't been shaved for many years, which was quite frightening. "This is no wild man!" "Even a savage is much better looking than him, isn't he?" The old rascal was gazing out of the cave when suddenly a young man in blue appeared. He was overjoyed; in all his years here, this was the first time he'd seen someone from outside Peach Blossom Island. And this young man looked much more amusing than those mute and deaf people on Peach Blossom Island. The old rascal made a face and jumped out at him. "Ah, young brother, finally someone has come to amuse this old rascal! Those deaf and mute people on Peach Blossom Island wouldn't even acknowledge me. Great! Ahahahahaha!" He then put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly, looking as if he'd suddenly found a five-million-dollar lottery ticket. "By the way, by the way, young brother, who are you? What brings you to Peach Blossom Island? Oh! I know, you're here to find Huang Yaoshi's precious daughter. Anyway, not to find that ice block Huang Yaoshi. I'm so clever." "And you said you had some fun games, where are they? Bring them out quickly..." Watching the Old Urchin jump around him, chattering incessantly, his expression utterly comical, like a child playing around, Yang Liming suddenly felt his mood improve. Although he knew the Old Urchin was nominally his uncle, the new leader of the Quanzhen Sect, he also knew the Old Urchin didn't care about seniority and couldn't be treated with conventional respect. He sat down on the ground and said, "You're the Old Urchin Zhou Botong, the ancestor of the Quanzhen Sect, and the junior brother of Wang Chongyang, the number one martial artist in the world?" "Haha... Yes, yes, my name is Old Urchin Zhou Botong. Now you know me, tell me your name! Otherwise, how are we supposed to play?" The Old Urchin's expression was peculiar, a mixture of annoyance and amusement, as he repeatedly urged Yang Liming. "My name is Yang Liming. But if you say you're the Old Urchin, then you are. I've heard the Old Urchin's martial arts are very high; I want to fight you." Yang Liming's hands itched at the sight of this future number one martial arts master. He couldn't fight Huang Yaoshi, and Ouyang Feng would fight to the death. Since entering the Innate Stage, he hadn't sparred with a master of the same level. "Great, great! Fight! Fight! The Old Urchin loves fighting the most!" The Old Urchin was overjoyed. Ask any Condor Heroes fan, and you'll know what the Old Urchin loved most. "Playing." Besides playing? "Fighting." The Old Urchin didn't even wait for Yang Liming's reply before attacking. (Vote for my eternal favorite!) Update time

Chapter Sixty-Three: Fighting Huang Yaoshi "Good, good, let's fight! The Old Urchin loves fighting the most!" Before Yang Liming could even reply, the Old Urchin had already attacked. Seeing him attack, Yang Liming, without a word, unleashed a counter-attack with "Regretful Dragon" from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. "Wow!" The Old Urchin, after blocking the palm strike, cried out and jumped aside. He exclaimed, "Little brother, how do you know the Old Beggar's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms? Are you his disciple?" "How could I be his disciple? Enough nonsense, let's fight first! You'll be more and more surprised as we fight." As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped up from the ground. A move from Wang Chongyang's Innate Skill, "Gathering Yang and Opening Fire," struck straight at the Old Urchin's chest. The unique internal energy of the Innate Skill surged forth. "Ah! It's the Innate Skill. How do you know my senior brother's martial arts?" The Old Urchin, who had initially been skeptical of Yang Liming's prediction that the fight would become increasingly surprising, was now utterly astonished. "Heh heh, I already said we'd talk about it after we've fought," the Old Urchin chuckled. For over a decade on Peach Blossom Island, no one had ever exchanged a single blow with him. Now, seeing that Yang Liming's internal strength was in no way inferior to his own, and hearing his words, he temporarily set aside any concerns about Yang Liming's martial arts. Excited by the prospect, he quickly unleashed a powerful punch, meeting Yang Liming's single palm strike. Their exchange was a masterclass in martial arts, one side's movements shifting between fierce and subtle, making them impossible to defend against. The other's long beard and hair flew wildly, yet each move seemed both real and illusory. Even the occasional direct clash caused the ground to crack. The surrounding peach trees were felled one by one by their combined power. Yang Liming's techniques—the Heart-Shattering Palm from the Nine Yin Manual, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and even the Dugu Nine Swords wielded with his hand as a sword—left the Old Urchin resounding with delight. Perhaps the Old Urchin was simply... Having had no one to fight with for a long time, he unleashed all his skills. While not as refined as Yang Liming's techniques, he was far more proficient. For a time, the two were evenly matched. Unfortunately, the Old Urchin didn't yet know the "Dual-Handed Combat" technique, nor had he mastered the Nine Yin Manual; otherwise, Yang Liming might not have been able to withstand it. Excitement gleamed in their eyes, and their fight grew increasingly fierce, like dry tinder colliding with a raging fire. They forcefully blew down a cluster of peach trees around them. Just then, a soft flute melody drifted from afar. Upon hearing the flute, the Old Urchin's expression changed. He quickly pulled his hands behind his back and shouted, "Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Huang Yaoshi is up to no good again! Quickly sit down and circulate your internal energy to defend yourself!" Yang Liming was taken aback and quickly stopped his attack. He stopped abruptly without warning; if Yang Liming hadn't already mastered the art of controlling his attacks, he probably would have been unable to hold back and had him killed on the spot. Upon hearing the flute music, Yang Liming knew it must be Huang Yaoshi's "Azure Sea Tide Melody," a piece that was not easy to deal with. It was best to be careful. "Hmph," Huang Yaoshi's voice drifted from afar. "You want to destroy my Peach Blossom Island? I, Huang Yaoshi, will play with you." "The words had barely left his lips when the flute music suddenly rose slowly from a low pitch. A moment later, the melody shifted, becoming like a soft laugh, a gentle whisper, tender and alluring, stirring the heart. After a while, the flute music gradually quickened, as if urging one to dance, its emotion elusive, lingering and melodious, like a woman sighing, moaning, then softly calling out. Yang Liming was a lecherous man. And because he had practiced the Innate Skill, his sexual desire had become even stronger than before. Since separating from Xiao Zhao, he hadn't had any release. Hearing this, he felt somewhat unsettled, his veins throbbing, and he almost rose to dance." He was filled with images of making love with several women. From Huang Rong to the unruly Tao Wanying, then to Lin Yiyi, whom he had a crush on in modern times, and even Han Xiaoying appeared. They all seemed to be circling around him, tempting him. Yang Liming shook his head vigorously, looking back at the old rascal who wasn't much better off. He was now panting heavily, his breathing painful, struggling to resist the temptation of the flute music. Although the old rascal was simple-minded, some aspects of a man's behavior are unrelated to personality. (Unless he's frigid and impotent) Otherwise, he wouldn't have been with Ying Gu. A child has been born. Yang Liming thought to himself, this passive approach can't go on forever. He knew the old rascal wouldn't last long, and he himself was nearly driven mad. A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes. A terrifying killing intent emanated from his body. He activated his "Asura Demon Eye." After activating the Asura Demon Eye, all of Yang Liming's emotions slowly faded. His mind, filled with unhealthy thoughts, gradually disappeared. He felt that even if he didn't use his internal energy to defend himself, nothing would happen. Yang Liming opened his mouth and let out a long roar, gathering all his internal energy into his voice. A series of sounds, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a lion, clashed with Huang Yaoshi's flute music. The two sonic attacks clashed. Amidst the earth-shattering noise, the Old Urchin regained his senses. Another long howl soared into the sky, aimed at Huang Yaoshi's Azure Sea Tide Melody. The three sounds lingered in the air for a long time. Huang Yaoshi's skill was temporarily slightly superior to either of them. Furthermore, thanks to the exquisite nature of the Azure Sea Tide Melody, although he was fighting two against one, he wasn't at a significant disadvantage. However, Huang Yaoshi was an arrogant man. Seeing that his attacks were proving ineffective and that he was even being pressured, he grew impatient. He coldly snorted, the flute music abruptly ceasing, and angrily said, "You two are quite well-coordinated." After saying this, no further sound came. It seemed he didn't intend to pay any more attention to the two. "Hahahaha, Old Huang Yaoshi ran away. Now you know how powerful he is, right? You could only bully me, the Old Urchin, one at a time, but now you've lost to two of us. Hehehehehe." "The Old Urchin jumped and gazed into the distance, as if he had won a great victory. Unfortunately, only silence answered him. Seeing no one paying attention, the Old Urchin panted and walked into the cave, looking quite disheveled. He grumbled to Yang Liming, "Old Urchin, I'm exhausted. I want to sleep. Kid, stay out of my way, don't disturb my sweet dreams." Yang Liming found his sudden change of expression amusing and said, "Haha... alright, you rest slowly. I'm tired too, I should go to sleep." He knew the three of them had been fighting for so long and were exhausted. He himself was also a little sleepy and needed rest. He believed that Huang Yaoshi was probably already asleep. After all, fighting two against one was even more tiring than the two of them. He went back into the Old Urchin's cave, found a place to sit down, and with his current martial arts skills, he could sleep even sitting down. And he wouldn't feel any discomfort the next day. (I almost cried today. I started writing at 10 am, and finally finished and posted this chapter. But then the power went out. All my hard work this morning was wasted. In the end, I had to eat and spend another half hour writing it all again. Ugh! Please give me some votes to comfort my wounded heart.)

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