First wear the Eagle Shooter set, then wear the Tang Dynasty set (71-80).

Huang Yaoshi led Yang Liming and Huang Rong into the peach blossom grove. When they reached Huang Rong's mother's grave, Huang Yaoshi opened the tombstone

. As the tombstone slowly slid aside, revealing a stone-paved passage, he turned to Yang Liming and Huang Rong and said, "Come in together. Rong'er, your mother is

inside. I thought she would sleep there forever." Huang Yaoshi's expression was complex, seemingly

helpless at his inability to save his wife. But a glance at the resurrection herb in his hand instantly brightened his expression, and he led the way into the tomb.

Yang Liming and Huang Rong exchanged glances and followed Huang Yaoshi inside. "Father, wait for me..." Huang Rong deftly

appeared beside Huang Yaoshi, tugging at his sleeve, looking him up and down. Her mother had died shortly after her birth, and she had never

truly seen her. Therefore, she was anxious. Yang Liming was quite familiar with the tomb chamber. Although it wasn't as large as the Tomb of the Living Dead on Zhongnan Mountain

, it still felt like a considerable undertaking, and he secretly admired Huang Yaoshi's skill. As they proceeded through the passage, the cold intensified,

as if they had entered an ice cellar. An ordinary person would never be able to come here; even if they didn't freeze to death, they would definitely fall seriously ill. Fortunately, the three who entered

were all martial arts masters.

Yang Liming silently circulated his Innate Skill to dispel the cold, thinking that according to Huang Yaoshi's earlier words, his wife must have been kept alive by some special method

. This extreme cold must be one of Huang Yaoshi's methods to protect his wife. After all, in modern society, there are already

methods to freeze a critically ill person at extremely low temperatures to preserve their life and await later treatment. Yang Liming sighed, admiring his father-in-law even

more . If Huang Yaoshi were in modern society, he would definitely be a genius, combining the skills of a scientist, writer, astronomer, geographer, mechanic,

and physician. Even more astonishing is that he was only a person from ancient times.

"It's so cold here, there must be a lot of ice inside, right? I really don't know how my father-in-law managed to get all this ice here without it melting," Yang Liming thought curiously.

Upon entering the tomb chamber, countless rare treasures filled the air. Pearls, jade, and agate shimmered faintly under the lights. There were also

countless strange and wonderful flowers and plants, exuding a delicate fragrance. It was a sight to behold, instantly elevating one's spirits. Of course, if

it weren't .

"Grandma, this cheap father-in-law of mine is really rich! Looks like I won't need to spend energy points to transform gold anymore!" (Little Yang shamelessly claimed

Huang Yaoshi 's wealth as his own. He showed signs of becoming a full-time gigolo.)

When he reached the innermost part, Yang Liming looked around. To his surprise, there wasn't a single piece of ice in the entire tomb chamber.

How did Huang Yaoshi manage to make it so cold? Huang Rong wasn't surprised by this; her father had known her for her many tricks since childhood.

Huang Yaoshi pulled back a felt curtain, revealing a white jade coffin. The entire coffin was snow-white, radiating a chilling aura. Carved with

dragons

and phoenixes, it clearly belonged to a member of the royal family of some unknown era, which Huang Yaoshi, like Bu Jingyun, had forcibly taken to protect his wife.

The intense coldness of the tomb chamber seemed primarily due to this white jade coffin.

Huang Yaoshi gently stroked the coffin, his touch as tender as if caressing a lover, making Yang Liming's scalp tingle. Huang Yaoshi softly said

, "Aheng, Aheng, I've brought our son-in-law and daughter to see you. Soon, Brother Yao will wake you up so you can see our daughter has grown up. Let her see her mother too.

" "Father, what are you doing? Quickly let Mother eat Brother Ming's Dragon's Resurrection Grass! Let her wake up quickly!" Huang Rong was anxious,

pacing back and forth. Anyone who knew their mother, dead for over a decade, was about to be resurrected would find it impossible to remain calm.

Yang Liming stepped forward and took her small hand. "Rong'er, don't worry, your mother will definitely come back to life."

While reassuring Huang Rong, he inwardly asked Xiao Bai, "How is it? Is she going to live?"

"Yes, Dad, I've already scanned the person in the white jade coffin with bio-waves. She still has half a breath left, but all her life energy

has been exhausted. If it weren't for your miraculous father-in-law, she would probably have died sixteen years ago. Even so, having been forced

to breathe for fifteen years, she's almost completely drained, her pulse and blood have almost stopped. If it weren't for you

appearing and giving her the Dragon's Resurrection Grass to replenish her life energy, it's questionable whether she could even survive this year." Hearing Xiaobai

's answer, Yang Liming breathed a sigh of relief. He roughly understood that if Huang Yaoshi's wife really died this year, Huang Yaoshi

might actually board that damned "funeral boat" and commit suicide for love. His precious Rong'er would be devastated. Although he

didn't seem to seek death again in the original story, who knew if he would now?

"Drink!" Huang Yaoshi pushed open the white jade coffin with both hands, revealing a peerless beauty inside.

She had a high bun, slightly upturned eyebrows, red lips, and skin as white and tender as cream. She was absolutely a peerless beauty.

Yang Liming's mouth dropped open, not because he saw a peerless beauty, but mainly

because the woman looked so much like Huang Rong. And she didn't seem to be much older than Huang Rong. People would believe she was Huang Rong's older

sister. Thinking about how he would have to call this woman who looked several years older... Yang Liming felt a little

annoyed .

" In fact, not only Yang Liming, but even Huang Rong was startled by her mother's appearance. Although she had been here before, she had never opened

the white jade coffin and therefore had never seen her mother's true face. How could she be so young?

Actually, Yang Liming and his sister Rong'er were making a fuss over nothing. Huang Rong's mother had been sleeping in the ice coffin for almost her entire life since giving birth to Huang Rong at around 25 years old

. Although sixteen years had passed, this was precisely why her body's timeline remained frozen sixteen years in the past.

"Father-in-law, quickly feed Mother-in-law the resurrection herb, or things will be terrible." Yang Liming understood that opening the ice coffin would cause Huang Rong's mother's life energy

to drain away even faster.

Huang Yaoshi nodded and placed the resurrection herb into his wife's mouth. The resurrection herb truly lived up to its reputation as a divine medicine; it melted instantly upon entering Ah Heng's body, requiring no

conscious effort to swallow.

After the resurrection herb entered Ah Heng's body, her body began to tremble, quickly becoming increasingly violent, and her body temperature slowly dropped from almost ice-cold to...

The temperature slowly began to rise and became increasingly hot.

"Father-in-law, please help digest the medicinal power," Yang Liming

said, stepping forward. Actually, Huang Yaoshi had already placed his hand on his wife's back even without his prompting. After all, without someone to channel the powerful, life-saving medicinal power,

his wife would likely explode and die soon. "Young Yang, you come and help your mother-in-law digest the medicinal power too," Huang Yaoshi thought for a moment, feeling it wasn't safe for him to be alone. So he called on Yang Liming, a fellow innate master. He dared not be careless with his wife. Yang Liming, without hesitation, stepped forward and placed his palm on his mother-in-law's back. Two streams of innate true energy flowed continuously through Ah Heng's body, helping to digest the resurrection herb's medicinal power. An hour passed, and slowly Yang Liming felt that the medicinal power in his mother-in-law's body was almost depleted, and her face began to become rosy and radiant, showing clear signs of improvement. Her vitality was beginning to recover. Just as he was about to finish his practice with Huang Yaoshi, he suddenly felt a soft body enter his arms. Then something soft touched his nose, followed by a wet, soft sensation on his left cheek. The wetness then moved to his lips. Yang Liming quickly looked up and saw a blurry, beautiful face pressed against his face, beautiful lips kissing his incessantly, the woman murmuring incoherently, "Brother Yaoshi, I want it!" seemingly desperate and unsatisfied. Her hands were groping his body, clearly trying to undress him. Although they were too close and his vision was blurred, Yang Liming knew that the blurry, beautiful face was none other than his mother-in-law. Startled, Yang Liming quickly pushed her away. While his mother-in-law was indeed very beautiful, he knew even more that if he didn't react quickly, he would be in serious trouble. Because Huang Yaoshi and his wife were both watching with wide eyes. It was only then that he remembered Xiaobai's earlier warning in his head: those revived by the Dragon's Resurrection Grass would be overcome with lust upon waking, because the Dragon's Resurrection Grass was the essence of the dragon, and dragons were inherently lustful. Pushing aside his mother-in-law, Yang Liming indeed saw Huang Yaoshi glaring at him with a murderous look. He scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Haha, Father-in-law, you and Mother-in-law can chat slowly. Rong'er and I will go out first." Then, he pulled Huang Rong, who was staring in disbelief at him and her newly awakened mother, and they fled as if escaping. He had already seen his mother-in-law entangled with his father-in-law, who was fuming about being taken advantage of by his son-in-law. "Not suitable for children, not suitable for children, I can't corrupt the pure Rong'er," Yang Liming thought to himself. "Is my mother passionate?" Huang Rong's soft voice rang in Yang Liming's ears as soon as they left the fake tomb. "Yes, yes, my mother-in-law is so incredibly hospitable," someone blurted out, completely oblivious. He knew he'd messed up the moment the words left his mouth. Sure enough, a sharp pain shot through his waist – the woman's signature move. "Really! So, Brother Ming, you enjoyed it?" "Old Rascal, I'm back!" Yang Liming, carrying a large pile of food and wine, led his sister Rong'er by the hand back to the cave where the Old Rascal was. His in-laws were busy with their baby-making efforts, so he and Huang Rong naturally had to stay away. "Where did you go?" Hearing his words, Zhou Botong immediately jumped out and noticed what he was holding: "Huh? Miss Rong'er is here too. What's that in your hand?" "See for yourself," Yang Liming handed the items to Zhou Botong. "Wow! Roast goose, braised beef, wine, haha, I, the Old Rascal, love it!" Zhou Botong exclaimed excitedly. "It's rare that you even thought to bring these things to me. It's worth all the kung fu I've taught you these past few days," Zhou Botong said, patting Yang Liming's shoulder with a grateful expression. "Hey, Old Rascal, if you're going to thank someone, you should thank me. I made all of this," Huang Rong said, waving her little fist. "Haha, same thing, anyway, you're my brother's little wife, thanking him is the same as thanking you," the Old Rascal said while eating. Watching the Old Rascal diligently working on the food, Yang Liming took Huang Rong's hand and quietly walked out. "Brother Ming, I... I..." "What?" Yang Liming asked, looking at the hesitant Huang Rong. Huang Rong sighed and said, "Although I didn't have a mother when I was little, I dreamed of her countless times. In my dreams, she was always so kind and beautiful. Just now, I finally saw my mother, but..." "But what? Your mother came back to life, isn't that good?" Yang Liming asked. Actually, he knew that although Huang Rong, who had never had a mother since childhood, was happy to suddenly have one, she was also a little unaccustomed to it. "Of course it's not bad, Rong'er is very happy. But although she looks a lot like the mother in my dream, she's too young. She seems to be about the same age as Rong'er. Rong'er wants to call her 'Mom,' but I'm afraid I won't be able to say it later." Huang Rong said with a rare touch of melancholy. "Thump!" "Ouch! What are you doing?" Huang Rong rubbed her head, which had been hit, and looked at her lover who had just ambushed her. "What! Who told you to make trouble for yourself when you have no worries? It's clearly your mother, why can't you say it?" Yang Liming looked at the little girl with amusement. "Hehe, it seems so. Rong'er is really overthinking it. Tell me, Brother Ming, do you think I'm prettier or my mother is prettier?" "Of course, my Rong'er is prettier." Yang Liming pinched Huang Rong's nose. This little jealous pot is jealous because her mother-in-law accidentally kissed her. Actually, to be honest, the two are both stunning beauties. But Yang Liming wouldn't be stupid enough to say that. Seemingly satisfied with Yang Liming's answer, she took his hand and said, "Let's go swimming!" Yang Liming looked up and realized that they had unknowingly arrived at the beach of Peach Blossom Island. "Okay!" Yang Liming was delighted. Wasn't it obvious that a man and a woman swimming together was meant to give him the upper hand? Huang Rong had grown up on Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, and she spent her free time swimming in the sea. Swimming was one of her greatest hobbies. Huang Rong's mother was overjoyed and asked Yang Liming, "Brother Ming, can you swim?" Yang Liming shook his head. Of course he could swim! He just wanted his little sister Rong'er to teach him so he could get some benefits. He used to play in the river with his classmates when he was a child. But even if he couldn't swim, he could learn quickly because he had already reached the Innate Stage and could already perform basic internal breathing. Although he couldn't maintain it for very long, he could easily stay underwater without breathing for 20 minutes or even longer. Huang Rong jumped quickly down, and Yang Liming followed closely behind. Huang Rong grabbed Yang Liming's hand and said, "Brother Ming, let me teach you how to swim!" She was beaming with excitement. Yang Liming nodded and immediately entered the water with Huang Rong. The two frolicked in the water. Although Yang Liming could swim, he was far inferior to Huang Rong, a master swimmer. Huang Rong taught Yang Liming some techniques for hand and foot movements in the water, and Yang Liming, using his internal energy, quickly mastered everything she taught him. Before long, he could swim as nimbly as Huang Rong. The two played in the water for most of the day when suddenly Huang Rong called out sweetly from ahead, "Brother Ming, come and catch me!" With that, she plunged into the water. Yang Liming laughed and chased after Huang Rong, quickly catching up thanks to his superior skill. He pulled the beauty into his arms. "Where do you think you're going to run now?"

Huang Rong, tilting her head, said sweetly, "Your martial arts are far superior to mine. You're bullying me!" Huang Rong's clothes were soaked through and clung tightly to her body, revealing her exquisite figure to Yang Liming. Her face was delicate, her skin like smooth jade, and her breasts formed a perfect curve. Yang Liming felt a surge of heat.

The yang energy of his innate skill surged within him again, and he could no longer restrain himself. Taking advantage of Huang Rong's momentary lapse in attention, he suddenly kissed her lips.

Huang Rong gasped in surprise as Yang Guo held her tightly. It was almost summer, and both of them wore very little clothing, now soaked from the river. Their bodies rubbed together, incredibly stimulating.

Yang Liming felt Huang Rong's warm, soft body, and held her comfortably in his arms, his desire growing stronger. He pressed against Huang Rong's lower abdomen. Huang Rong stiffened, her face turning increasingly red, and her breathing becoming more rapid. She had spent some time with Yang Liming, and under his lecherous influence, she had gone from being completely ignorant about matters of the heart to having a vague understanding. Otherwise, she wouldn't have fled with Yang Liming as if running away upon seeing her mother's reaction. Her mother had just been resurrected!

Yang Liming released one hand, gently lifted Huang Rong's delicate chin, and slowly raised her head. Huang Rong was deeply ashamed and tightly closed her eyes.

Yang Liming, disregarding everything, thrust his tongue into Huang Rong's mouth. Huang Rong was startled, opened her eyes, and met Yang Liming's lustful gaze. She quickly closed her eyes again, her long eyelashes trembling.

At first, Huang Rong was rather shy, but slowly Yang Liming forcefully pried open her teeth, his tongue chasing hers until their tongues intertwined. Huang Rong felt a jolt, like an electric shock, a surge of heat flowing through her body. She grabbed Yang Liming tightly, her girlish instincts responding intensely.

The two were still in the water. Huang Rong clung to Yang Liming like an octopus, her hands caressing her body, finally settling on her round, firm buttocks. He gently pressed her against him, kneading her buttocks.

Only when Huang Rong was completely exhausted and had no strength left did Yang Liming carry her to the shore. He loosened her belt and whispered in her ear, "Rong'er, I want you." Huang Rong uttered a muffled "Mmm" through her nose. Yang Liming was overjoyed, eager to possess this beauty without hesitation. "

Brother Ming, do you want to have a baby with Rong'er?" Huang Rong asked Yang Liming hazily.

"Rong'er is willing to have a baby with me?" Yang Liming asked, panting.

Huang Rong nodded without hesitation, awaiting Yang Liming's advances. She was excited; she wanted to give everything to this man. Since she had given him her heart, her body would naturally follow sooner or later.

She waited patiently, lying quietly on the soft sand. Her belt was loosened, revealing her jade-like skin. Her beautiful eyes were closed, and her delicate nose emitted rapid breaths… Unconsciously, their clothes were completely removed, their skin touching, and their body temperatures gradually rose. His hands roamed over Huang Rong's entire body, watching her face grow increasingly red, her breathing more rapid, even her fair skin slightly flushed, before he truly entered her. A soft groan escaped her lips, leaving traces of blood on the beach, accompanied by the intoxicating sounds of a woman's breath and moans. The sound of water splashed. Two snow-white bodies were intertwined.

"So tight!..." "Ah... Brother Ming, it hurts... Ah, ahh—" "My dear Rong'er, it won't hurt anymore soon."

Yang Liming, lying on her snow-white body, gently moved his body. His hands had already hooked the long, slender legs of his extremely beautiful lover beneath him. He straightened his body and slowly increased the force of his thrusts.

An hour later, the wind and rain stopped. Yang Liming gently embraced Huang Rong, feeling a surge of joy. The passion had vanished, leaving only warmth and sweetness. "***, today Huang Yaoshi's whole family is making babies because of me." The boy shamelessly gloated.

His hands were placed on Huang Rong's waist and hips, slowly caressing them, feeling the softness and smoothness of her body. Huang Rong nestled her head against his chest, and Yang Liming said, "Rong'er, your body is truly flawless; none of them can compare."

Huang Rong froze, hugging Yang Liming tightly, her pretty eyes glaring at him. "What did you say? Wasn't it just Sister Mu? How come it's them?" Yang Liming was stunned, realizing he'd let something slip. But it was fine; he'd have to explain sooner or later anyway, so he might as well tell her now, when she was most attached to him and had won him over completely. He then gave a brief account of his relationship with the fairy-like Lin Yu and Xiao Zhao, including how they met.

Huang Rong was furious. They'd just been doing "that kind of thing" together, and now she had this bad news. She reached out and pinched Yang Liming hard. "Ah!" Yang Liming cried out dramatically, knowing he needed to vent his jealous little woman's anger. "I knew you were a womanizer. But Sister Mu didn't say anything about Rong'er not losing to her. Now you're with Rong'er and you're not allowed to think about other women, you can only think about Rong'er." Huang Rong said tearfully, feeling wronged. Yang Liming had made the right bet. If he had told Huang Rong at any other time, she probably would have made a scene. But now, when she was most attached to him, it was much easier to get past her than usual.

"Yes, yes, yes, I only think about Rong'er now." Yang Liming hugged her and kept comforting and apologizing. In his heart, however, he was thinking about how to coordinate the relationships between the four women in the future. Nianci and Xiaozhao were both the obedient type, so they should be easy to get along with. Fairy Sister wasn't the type to like to compete either. As long as he could win over Huang Rong, everything would be fine. Ancient times were so much better! If it were modern times, it would be harder than climbing to heaven to win over four women.

The two joked around for a while. Suddenly, the sound of a flute rang out. The two looked at each other and quickly got up to put on their clothes. "Hehe, Father-in-law and Mother-in-law have had their sweet time, they're calling us!"

A pitiful scream echoed from Peach Blossom Island, as if someone's anus had been violated. Even the old rascal sleeping nearby shuddered.
He used his internal energy to dry his clothes. Yang Liming then took Rong'er's hand and walked towards the direction of the sound of the flute.

Soon, the two arrived at a small pavilion on Peach Blossom Island. There stood Huang Yaoshi, playing his jade flute. Beside him sat a beautiful woman who looked remarkably like Huang Rong, gazing at him intently, everything unspoken. The wind around them ruffled their clothes, like a pair of celestial lovers.

"Hahaha, Father-in-law, so you can last that long? I thought only I could last that long," Yang Liming said, giving Huang Yaoshi a lewd wink. He was acting like a real man.

Huang Yaoshi blushed, put down his jade flute, and glared fiercely at Yang Liming. He and his wife had been separated for over ten years. For over a decade, he had never encountered another woman, and given his high martial arts skills and abundant energy, it was quite normal for him to be a bit energetic.

When Yang Liming's mother-in-law saw Huang Rong approaching, she stood up with great joy. Sixteen years ago, she had fallen into a deep sleep, and her memories of her daughter were naturally limited to Huang Rong as a babbling infant in her arms. When she and Huang Yaoshi had their passionate encounter and her mind gradually cleared, she thought she had only taken a nap. She even foolishly asked Huang Yaoshi if her daughter had been fed, if she was hungry, and to bring her over to see. This made Huang Yaoshi, still immersed in the joy of their reunion after more than a decade of separation by death, unable to suppress a smile. He almost burst out laughing. Then he told her everything about her sleeping, including how her daughter had grown up, even married, and the details of their sixteen-year-long affair.

Her mouth gaped wider and wider as she listened. When she learned that she had almost been separated from her family forever and had been saved by her son-in-law Yang Liming, she was incredibly grateful to him.

He pulled the dazed Huang Rong into his arms, stroking the face that resembled his own, only slightly younger.

He murmured, "Rong'er, you're my Rong'er, aren't you?" "Rong'er, I'm your mother..." Feng Heng's hands trembled as she held Huang Rong's delicate shoulders, tears welling in her eyes. "Aheng, look, sixteen years have passed, and our daughter has grown so much." Huang Yaoshi tugged at Huang Rong's sleeve again, "Rong'er, call her Mother. Your mother has returned."

"Um... ah..." Huang Rong opened her mouth wide, looking at the beautiful woman before her who looked so much like herself, only a few years older, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. Although seeing her filled Huang Rong with a sense of warmth and familiarity. "

Rong'er... what's wrong? Haven't you always been asking your father for your mother since you were little? Now your mother is right in front of you, why aren't you saying anything?" "Huang Yaoshi looked at Huang Rong, who was a little dazed, and laughed.

"Mother... Mother... Rong'er has a mother now..." Huang Rong finally heard her father's words and saw her brother's encouraging gesture, and finally couldn't help but rush into Feng Heng's arms, telling herself that she was the mother she had dreamed of for so long. Feng Heng hugged Huang Rong tightly with happiness. "Good... good... our family is finally reunited, hahaha!" Huang Yaoshi gently opened his shoulders, hugged the two of them, and sighed, "I never thought that heaven would be so kind to me, that my family could be reunited after more than ten years." The Huang

family sighed and lamented, the scene was touching, and someone suddenly felt ignored. "Hey, hey, father-in-law, Rong'er still has me, still has me!" "Yang Liming pointed to his nose and shouted loudly, reminding them not to forget him as the greatest contributor. Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention. Damn it! Rong'er is ignoring me too. Of course, she's probably too excited to finally see her mother after sixteen years.

After a while, Huang Rong finally raised her tear-streaked head and saw Yang Liming sitting there lamenting his self-pity, which she had ignored. She chuckled and

pulled his hand to her mother, blushing, saying, "Mom, let me introduce you. He's my brother."

Seeing her daughter's shy little appearance, Ah Heng understood that the word "brother" should be added before "brother." Actually, she herself felt a little strange. After sleeping, not only had her daughter grown up, but she also had a son-in-law. However, she already knew from her husband that she could reunite with her husband and daughter, and this son-in-law had made a great contribution.

"Hello, Mother-in-law?" "Yang Liming greeted her, still wanting to leave a good impression on this beautiful mother-in-law who had once forcibly 'molested' him.

"Oh, so you're the Young Master Yang that Brother Yao mentioned? Thank you so much for saving my life, Young Master Yang. I have no way to repay you but to offer myself in marriage. I wonder if you would accept?" Feng Heng bowed and smiled.

"Bang!" Hearing her words and seeing her beautiful face, Yang Liming suddenly leaned against a pillar in the pavilion, looking frightened.

"I meant to say that my daughter should offer herself in marriage in her place. Didn't your father-in-law already agree? No need to be so agitated, you almost fell over. Hehehe!" "The beautiful mother-in-law covered her mouth and giggled at Yang Liming's disheveled appearance. She herself had been asleep for sixteen years, and time had stopped for her for sixteen years as well. So, strictly speaking, she was actually not yet twenty-five years old. Her girlish heart hadn't been completely erased, and she was even joking with her son-in-law.

"Alright, Ah Heng, stop fooling around." He knew his wife's personality; she was outwardly quiet but inwardly mischievous, just like his daughter. So he wasn't surprised or dissatisfied with her words. Huang Rong, on the other hand, was quite frightened.

Yang Liming wiped his sweat. ***This mother-in-law is truly something else! Her looks are stunning, and so is her personality. Actually, despite her appearance, he knew she was a very devoted woman; otherwise, she wouldn't have almost died from exhaustion for Huang Yaoshi's dream.

"Liming, I plan to have you and Rong'er get married now," Huang Yaoshi said, holding his wife's hand.

"What!" Huang Rong and Yang Liming both jumped up in surprise. Huang Rong blushed shyly, while Yang Liming looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"This, isn't this a little too fast? Should we wait a while?" Yang Liming stammered. Although he had always wanted to marry Huang Rong, the thought of getting married right now caught him off guard.

"Why?" Huang Yaoshi suddenly asked, his face full of displeasure. "Do you dislike Rong'er?"

"No, no," Yang Liming quickly denied. He knew that if he didn't answer correctly, he would be in serious trouble, and his corpse would be whipped a hundred times over.

"Then why is it?" "Huang Yaoshi and his mother-in-law both asked with some doubt. Huang Rong also looked at him with a wronged expression, her watery eyes clearly showing that she was a heartbreaker. "

I just feel that it seems a bit too hasty, but of course, if Rong'er is willing, I would be more than happy to do so." Yang Liming quickly said with a serious face. Huang Rong's little girl's joy was on full display. After hearing his words, Huang Yaoshi and his mother-in-law were naturally full of satisfaction.

"Rong'er, are you willing?" Aheng asked, hugging her daughter's shoulders. Huang Rong lowered her head and looked at Yang Liming, nodding almost imperceptibly.

"Hehe, good, you all agree, then you can bow to heaven and earth, bow to your parents, bow to each other, and then go to the bridal chamber." His mother-in-law giggled. "Ah! What?" Yang Liming stretched his neck and shouted. "That's it?"

"What? Is it not okay? Yao-ge and I used to do it like this. Are you going to bow or not?" "The exquisite mother-in-law said matter-of-factly, pointing to her delicate chin. Yang Liming almost fainted again upon hearing this. He then remembered that Peach Blossom Island really did have such a custom. For example, when Sister Mei Chaofeng and her husband Chen Xuanfeng got married, it was just the two of them. It seems that Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, wasn't just called that. In his opinion, marriage only required mutual affection; why bother with so many formalities?

Then Yang Liming had no choice but to bow to the shy Huang Rong. The exquisite mother-in-law was happily shouting things like 'bowing to heaven and earth.' Although they were quite shocked, Yang Liming and Huang Rong still bowed happily. With the final words, 'Sending them to the bridal chamber,' the two were officially married.

'Hehehe, Young Master Yang, I entrust my daughter to you. You mustn't bully her. Also, by the way, on Peach Blossom Island, usually only Brother Yao and I, along with those mute servants, don't wander around. You and Rong'er can have your bridal chamber anywhere. Don't worry, I won't peek at you.'" "

Aheng said something that made Yang Liming twitch with shock. "Mother, there's an old rascal on Peach Blossom Island." Huang Rong, who had been shy the whole time, had to remind her mother. She had now witnessed her mother's formidable nature.

"What! An old rascal? How come Brother Yao is on our Peach Blossom Island?" Her mother-in-law was puzzled. Logically speaking, her husband shouldn't like outsiders living on Peach Blossom Island. "Why else? Of course, Father caught him and locked him up on Peach Blossom Island. I went to visit him before, and Father even scolded me. Waaah, Rong'er was so sad back then, Mother." Huang Rong pretended to cry and hugged her mother. Now that she had her mother's support, she felt quite powerful and complained to her mother about her father.

Her mother-in-law hugged her daughter and comforted her. She glared at her husband and said, "You didn't catch him and lock him up for sixteen years sixteen years ago, did you?" "She was exceptionally intelligent and knew Huang Yaoshi's personality well. She naturally understood why her husband, who was prone to taking his anger out on others, had captured and imprisoned the Old Urchin on Peach Blossom Island. It must be because she had almost died. Huang Yaoshi nodded somewhat awkwardly. He was in a great mood now that his wife had been resurrected. Thinking about how he had imprisoned the Old Urchin for sixteen years, he suddenly felt a little guilty."

"Oh, is that so! Let's go see him." Knowing she'd just been resurrected, the "perfect mother-in-law" was interested in everything. She dragged Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi along to visit the Old Urchin. Yang Liming shook his head and followed.

"Ghost! Ghost! Help! Don't come looking for me!" A terrifying scream echoed from somewhere on Peach Blossom Island. The sound was utterly miserable!
Led by the "perfect mother-in-law," Yang Liming and the others marched proudly towards the cave where the Old Urchin was.

"Old Urchin, wake up! An old friend has come to see you!" As soon as they entered the cave, they saw the Old Urchin sprawled on the ground, sleeping like a dead pig.

Yang Liming grabbed his ear and shouted.

"Hey, brother, come back! Let this Old Urchin sleep a little longer. What old friend has come to see me? Is it Miss Rong'er or Huang Yaoshi? They're the only ones left on Peach Blossom Island," the Old Urchin said, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Yes, Father and I have come to see you, but there's someone else you'd never guess," Huang Rong said, swaying in front of the Old Urchin.

"What?! Huang Yaoshi really came!" Hearing that Huang Yaoshi was here, the Old Urchin suddenly perked up. A quick glance revealed him. He jumped in front of Huang Yaoshi and exclaimed, "Huang Yaoshi, you finally dare to come out! Come, today I'll let you taste my unparalleled martial arts! My martial arts are now the best in the world! This time I'm going to have a good fight with you and show you how powerful I am! Wahahaha!" Ever since he learned the Ambidextrous Fighting style, he had always wanted to have a good fight with Huang Yaoshi, the man who had bullied him for over a decade.

Huang Yaoshi had imprisoned the Old Urchin for over ten years, and with his intelligence, he knew the Old Urchin's personality inside and out. Seeing the Old Urchin's confident demeanor, he naturally knew that the Old Urchin must have something to hide. Looking thoughtfully at Zhou Botong, he said, "You must have already mastered the Nine Yin Manual! That's why you're so confident."

"Haha, whether I've mastered the Nine Yin Manual or not, I can still beat you, Huang Yaoshi." As soon as he finished speaking, he lunged forward. But suddenly, he found a figure blocking his way. It was a little girl, slightly older than Huang Rong, and she looked very much like Huang Rong.

"Eh! Huang Yaoshi, when did you get another daughter? Never mind how many daughters you have. Little girl, get out of the way quickly, my martial arts are very high. It wouldn't be good if I accidentally hurt you." The Old Urchin waved his hand at his mother-in-law.

Yang Liming and Huang Rong exchanged a glance, knowing that there was going to be a good show.

The mother-in-law had been walking hand in hand with her husband and daughter, full of joy. But when she arrived at the Old Urchin's residence, her heart ached at the sight of him. And then she saw the Old Urchin acting like a child. Remembering how he had endured over a decade of misery in this godforsaken cave because of her, a wave of guilt washed over her. She couldn't help but glare at her husband again.

She then gave the Old Urchin a graceful bow and said with a grin, "Brother Zhou, do you still remember your little sister? It was you who said your Nine Yin Manual was fake, switched by Ouyang Feng

." "Oh, I remember now, you're Huang's sister-in-law." Turning to Huang Yaoshi, she said, "Huang Yaoshi, you brought your wife here to do—"

Before she could finish, he suddenly seemed to remember something. His teeth chattered, and he looked as if he'd seen a ghost. Well, actually, he really had seen a ghost. "Ghost! Ghost! Help! Don't come looking for me, Old Urchin!" the Old Urchin cried out pitifully, running left and right, trying to find a place to hide. But the cave was bare; where could he hide? Finally, he could only bury his face in his chest, pretending that neither he nor the other could see him. His body trembled uncontrollably, clearly terrified.

"Brother Zhou, it's all your fault for showing me the Nine Yin Manual! You've killed me! I've come back to find you!" His mother-in-law, always mischievous, said to the old man in a sinister tone.

"It's not my fault! You insisted on seeing it yourself. I told you not to! Don't come looking for me!" The old man buried his head in his chest and shook it violently.

"Hahahaha," Yang Liming and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter at his appearance. Rong'er, the kind-hearted girl, patted him on the shoulder when she saw him trembling and said, "Old man, my mother isn't dead yet! Open your eyes and look carefully!"

"I won't look! I'd rather die than look!" the old man said coyly. At this moment, his mind cleared a little. What kind of ghost would appear in broad daylight with a large group of people? He couldn't help but glance up. Sure enough, he saw Huang's sister-in-law's long shadow trailing on the ground.

"Phew! It really wasn't a ghost. Oh, that scared me to death, Old Urchin!" Old Urchin let out a sigh of relief, sprawling on the ground and groaning, looking utterly shaken. After relieving himself, he suddenly remembered something and jumped up, shouting at Huang Yaoshi, "Huang Yaoshi, you're so despicable! Not only did you lie to me, Old Urchin, saying your wife was dead, but you also used that as an excuse to break my legs and imprison me on Peach Blossom Island for sixteen years. You just wanted the Nine Yin Manual, didn't you? Just say so! I never expected you, Huang Yaoshi, to be so hypocritical and shameless. I, Old Urchin, despise you, I despise you!" Old Urchin pointed at Huang Yaoshi, seemingly quite angry.

Although Huang Yaoshi felt a little guilty towards Old Urchin, seeing him pointing at his nose and cursing him still infuriated him: "Hmph, don't think that just because you've practiced the Nine Yin Manual you can be so insolent towards me. I, Huang Yaoshi, wouldn't stoop to using my own family as leverage."

"Bah!" "Old rascal, what nonsense are you spouting? My father isn't that kind of person!" "Brother Zhou, you've misunderstood." Huang Rong and her mother-in-law chimed in.

Only Yang Liming was secretly plotting a fight. This guy was always looking for trouble and really wanted to see who was stronger between Huang Yaoshi and the Old rascal, these two top masters.

Heaven seemed to have heard his prayers. The Old rascal completely ignored Huang Rong and the others' explanations.

He bypassed Yang Liming's mother-in-law and stepped forward, his feet planted in the Seven Stars formation, his whole body relaxed and supple, his punches seemingly random, using the Seventy-Two Styles of Empty Fist combined with Ambidextrous Fighting. He threw two punches simultaneously, one aimed at Huang Yaoshi's face, the other at his abdomen. If it were an ordinary person, the force contained in each punch thrown at the same time would definitely not be as great as the force of a single punch thrown after being fully charged. However, the master of Ambidextrous Fighting... The Old Urchin, however, was an exception. The power contained in his fists was all he possessed.

Huang Yaoshi, not to be outdone, simultaneously blocked both of the Old Urchin's punches with both hands. With a muffled thud, the ground beneath their feet cracked open. Huang Yaoshi staggered back several steps, his face slightly flushed. He had miscalculated the power of the Old Urchin's punches and, due to insufficient preparation, had suffered a minor setback. The Old Urchin, on the other hand, only took a small step back.

Seeing that he seemed to have gained the upper hand for the first time in over a decade of fighting Huang Yaoshi, the Old Urchin beamed with pride, his head held high, looking every bit the smug little devil. Glancing at Huang Yaoshi's gloomy face, he became even more smug. Hands on his hips, he laughed loudly, "Old Huang, are you convinced now? I, the Old Urchin, am stronger than you!" "He didn't really care about Huang Yaoshi deceiving him or imprisoning him here for over ten years. He just wanted to use this as an excuse to force Huang Yaoshi to fight him. To see if he was really the best in the world.
To see if he was really the best in the world."

Yang Liming grabbed Huang Rong and her daughter, who were trying to stop Huang Yaoshi and the Old Urchin,

and added fuel to the fire, saying, "Father-in-law, how could you lose? Don't let the Old Urchin get too

cocky fight back quickly! Ouch! Rong'er, Mother-in-law, what are you doing?" Huang Rong

and her daughter couldn't stand his petty behavior and gave him a naughty tap on the waist.

Huang Yaoshi turned and glared at the gloating fellow. He naturally knew what

Yang Liming was thinking and wouldn't blame him. At their level of martial arts, if

they saw two other masters of similar skill fighting, they would be more than happy to be

loyal spectators. He had the same mentality when Yang Liming fought Ouyang Feng

. He hadn't expected to get his "retribution" so quickly.

"Old Urchin, your martial arts have indeed improved considerably, but you think you

're already stronger than me, Huang Yaoshi? You're underestimating me!" A man would never want

to lose in front of his wife and children. Huang Yaoshi was no exception. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exuded confidence again, his expression stern, his words filled with arrogance. He showed

no sign of being discouraged by his temporary setback.

"Hehe, alright, since you're not convinced, I, Old Urchin, will show you my invincible martial arts once more." Old Urchin couldn't have been happier to hear Huang Yaoshi say that. Before he could finish speaking, he charged

forward again, his fists brimming with powerful innate internal energy, slamming towards Huang Yaoshi. This time

, Huang Yaoshi was on guard and naturally wouldn't let him succeed so easily. Just like before, he met the Old Urchin's fists with both palms. He was very proud and would get his revenge wherever he had been wronged. There was another muffled "thud," and this time Huang Yaoshi didn't move an inch, while the Old Urchin took two steps back. In terms of pure skill, the Old Urchin was slightly inferior, but because of his ambidextrous fighting style, his moves were more numerous and faster, and he added a touch of unpredictability, thus leveling the gap in skill.

Knowing that his skill was inferior to the Old Urchin's, Huang Yaoshi didn't engage in a direct confrontation. Instead, he engaged him in a prolonged fight. Even so, the air in the not-so-large cave was filled with the surging energy and true qi, and the swirling wind made people's cheeks sting. In this environment, Huang Rong, a near-top-tier expert at the Great Perfection of Acquired Realm, was still a little dizzy but not seriously

injured . However, his mother-in-law, who hadn't practiced much martial arts, was finding it difficult to withstand the onslaught. Seeing this, Yang Liming pulled the two women behind him, took a step forward, and

stood . All the energy and wind in the cave vanished without a trace just inches from him. The two women behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Huang Yaoshi and the Old Urchin fought even more recklessly, knowing that with Yang Liming present, it would be difficult to harm the two women.

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi and the Old Urchin were locked in a fierce battle, their attacks no longer simply using their own unique martial arts techniques, but rather a variety of unconventional moves, a fierce and powerful fight that left Yang Liming wide-eyed. He watched while simultaneously analyzing their fighting styles to improve his own.

After more than half an hour, the two had exchanged thousands of blows, and their attacks were far less intense than at the beginning, clearly indicating that both had expended considerable energy. Seeing this, Yang Liming shouted, "Old Urchin, father-in-law, even if you fight until tomorrow, you probably won't be able to determine a winner. Why don't you stop and rest for a bit?" He didn't want

Huang Yaoshi and the Old Urchin to end up like Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong in *The Return of the Condor Heroes*. However, Huang Yaoshi and the Old Urchin seemed to be engrossed in their fight and didn't listen to him at all.

Helpless, Yang Liming took a step forward and leaped between them, separating Huang Yaoshi with one hand and the Old Urchin with the other. Neither of them could advance an inch. "Ah, brother, I never thought that after fighting with Huang Yaoshi for so long, you would be the one with the highest martial arts skill!" the Old Urchin said breathlessly, plopping down on the ground. Huang Yaoshi nodded in agreement.

Actually, they were underestimating themselves. They had exhausted too much energy fighting for so long. It wasn't surprising that Yang Liming alone could suppress them both.

"Old Master Huang, seeing how much fun you had fighting with Old Master Zhou, I won't blame you for lying to me this time," Old Master Zhou said, panting. "Hmph, when have I, Huang Yaoshi, ever lied to you?"

"Brother Zhou, you've really misunderstood. Actually, I—" Seeing that the two had finally stopped and the topic had been brought up again, the mother-in-law quickly stepped forward and explained the whole story to Old Master Zhou. She was very eloquent and quickly

recounted how she died and how she was resurrected. Of course, she also completely betrayed Yang Liming's Dragon's Resurrection Grass, as a small act of revenge for his earlier gloating over her husband's fight with Old Master Zhou.

Old Master Zhou wasn't particularly concerned to begin with. After hearing her explanation, he became only interested in Yang Liming's Dragon's Resurrection Grass, which could bring the dead back to life.

"Brother, give me a few of those Dragon Resurrection Grasses, that stuff is amazing. It can even bring the dead back to life. Give me a few to play with, okay?"

"Damn it, what do you think it is, roadside weeds? Don't even mention a few, I'm telling you, not a single one!" Yang Liming kicked away the guy clinging to his leg. Yang Liming had already clarified things with Xiaobai not long ago. Back when Xiaobai was in the hands of the King of Atlantis, the King had placed several layers of coded seals on him. Only the long-deceased King of Atlantis knew the codes, and Yang Liming

had no idea. Therefore, the precious items in the sealed secondary space on the ninth level of the God's Ship couldn't be retrieved at all. Even the Dragon Resurrection Grass was only obtained after Xiaobai painstakingly broke the first layer's coded seal. There were only two of them in the entire first layer of the sealed space. That was a high-grade item, incomparable to those things that could be conjured with energy. Once used, it was gone, no amount of energy could get it back. As for why the King of Atlantis would seal the Main God Ship, Yang Liming knew perfectly well that the king had treated it as his personal property, making it inaccessible to anyone but himself.

Fortunately, most of the Main God Ship's functions weren't encrypted, otherwise, even if Yang Liming obtained it, it would be useless, and he'd be devastated. Nevertheless, he still had to mentally curse the female relatives of that King of Atlantis for eighteen generations.

"Wow, I want it! I want it!" Seeing that Yang Liming wouldn't give it to him, the old rascal rolled around on the ground like a spoiled brat, yelling loudly.

This made both Yang Liming and Huang Yaoshi break out in a cold sweat. Huang Yaoshi even wanted to slap himself to death. It was too shameful and humiliating to have fought this guy to a draw.

"Hehehe," Huang Rong and her daughter giggled. The mother-in-law took Rong'er's hand and said to them, "We're going to cook," before leaving. This left Huang Yaoshi and Yang Liming staring at each other, along with the Old Urchin rolling around on the ground.

For the next six days, Yang Liming and Huang Rong spent all their time playing wildly with the Old Urchin, Zhou Botong, and the seemingly childlike mother-in-law joined in. Although Huang Yaoshi complained about the commotion, everyone could see the happiness on his face. His relationship with the Old Urchin improved because of his wife. After all, the Old Urchin didn't

hold grudges. Of course, Yang Liming wasn't just indulging in Rong'er's gentle embrace and doing whatever he wanted during those six days. He also spent every day... He would occasionally spar with the Old Urchin and Huang Yaoshi, greatly improving his combat experience against masters.

It wasn't until six days later that Yang Liming asked Huang Yaoshi's family to let him temporarily leave Peach Blossom Island. After all, half a year had passed since he left to seek martial arts, and he missed Mu Nianci, the Divine Heroine Xiao Zhao, the adorable Little Dragon Girl, and even the mischievous little girl Li Mochou in the Ancient Tomb. It was time to go back and see them. Huang Yaoshi knew that Yang Liming had more than just Huang Rong. Although he was slightly unhappy, he agreed. After all, his daughter and wife didn't seem too dissatisfied. Little did he know that Huang Rong was actually feeling a little wronged! She just didn't dare show it to avoid her parents causing trouble for her wicked older brother.

That day, at the Peach Blossom Island dock, Huang Yaoshi's family followed Yang Liming and the Old Urchin, seeing them off.

"Rong'er, are you really not going to leave with me?"
Yang Liming asked, looking at Huang Rong who was watching him with reluctance.

"Brother Ming, I want to go with you too. But Mom just returned to Rong'er's side not long ago, and Rong'er doesn't want to leave Mom!" Huang Rong said timidly, her head lowered, as if afraid Yang Liming would blame her.

"Alright, alright! You little brat!" Yang Liming felt a surge of annoyance seeing his mother-in-law, Aheng, with a slightly smug look on her face
. After spending these past few days together, he had long known that his mother-in-law was a fickle witch. Sometimes gentle and kind, sometimes boisterous and unrestrained, making Yang Liming often feel that she might be even more like the Eastern Heretic than her husband.

"And let me tell you, don't think that just because Rong'er isn't around, you can go around flirting with other women. You already have four wives. If it weren't for the fact that you saved my life and are good to Rong'er, I would have given you a good beating. Even if Rong'er pleaded for you, it wouldn't matter. Rong'er is an honest girl; you can't bully her." Seeing Yang Liming's annoyed expression, his mother-in-law actually laughed. She opened her mouth and began to lecture Yang Liming.

Huang Rong, reminded by her mother, remembered that her lover was a womanizer. If she didn't stay by his side, who knew how many more women he'd find for her! She glared fiercely at Yang Liming: "Brother Ming, I'll be coming to find you soon. If you dare find me another woman, I'll kill you, you heartless philanderer!"

Hearing the mother and daughter's words, Yang Liming kept apologizing, saying he'd never dare to be unfaithful again. But inwardly, he was sweating profusely. "***Is Huang Rong an honest girl? Of course, compared to you, Mother-in-law, she's quite honest. I wonder how Father-in-law usually puts up with it."

"Ah! Huang Yaoshi, you're so stingy. Why give us such a small boat?" The Old Urchin pointed disapprovingly at the boat Huang Yaoshi had prepared for Yang Liming and his companions.

His words reminded Yang Liming that he still had a yacht moored on the shore of Peach Blossom Island. Lately, he'd been having so much fun with Huang Rong (doing lovemaking) that he'd completely forgotten about the yacht.

Looking up, he realized he had landed on the western side of Peach Blossom Island. The proper dock was on the eastern side, and he was now standing there. It seemed the yacht was still moored on the western side, undiscovered.

Just as in the original story, the Old Urchin was unhappy that Huang Yaoshi had given him a small boat. Pointing to the newly built, magnificent ship with its towering stern and gleaming gold paint, he threw a tantrum, insisting on riding it. Huang Yaoshi's expression changed slightly. "No way! Old Urchin, this boat is the most unlucky. Anyone who rides in it will either fall ill or suffer misfortune. That's why it's never used here. How am I being stingy? If you don't believe me, I'll have someone burn the boat right now and show you!"

The Old Urchin sat on the ground, acting arrogantly. "I want to ride in the new boat! Huang Yaoshi, you'd rather burn it than let an outsider ride in it. You're just stingy and won't let me, the Old Urchin, ride in it!" Huang Yaoshi's face tightened. The Old Urchin, seeing this, thought he was right. He immediately started rolling on the ground, yelling, "I want to ride the new boat! I want to ride the new boat!" Huang Rong couldn't stand his rascal behavior any longer. Suppressing her laughter, she dodged over and kicked him in the backside: "Old rascal, haven't you had enough? That boat is the one I always want to go on, but Father always sternly forbids me from going up, let alone letting you ride it."

"That's why I said Huang Yaoshi is stingy. He won't even let his own daughter ride it. I want to ride it, I want to ride it!" the Old rascal said, tugging at his beard and glaring.

Yang Liming, seeing that he was really acting out of line, couldn't help but say, "Alright, alright, Old rascal, if you really want to ride the new boat, I'll give you an even better one. Don't always want my father-in-law's treasured boat. That boat is so beautiful, it must have been made by my father-in-law for him and my mother-in-law to use when they went out to play. How could I just let anyone ride it?"

Hearing Yang Liming's words, the mother-in-law gave Huang Yaoshi a meaningful look. Anyone familiar with the Legend of the Condor Heroes would know that the large ship was Huang Yaoshi's "funeral ship" used to commit suicide with his wife. Although his mother-in-law didn't know the plot, with Yang Liming's deliberate prompting, she could easily figure it out based on her understanding of Huang Yaoshi.

"Really? You're not lying to me?" the Old Urchin asked, looking at Yang Liming suspiciously. Yang Liming nodded and said to Huang Yaoshi's family, "I have a ship docked at the western pier. Let's go there now." He then led the way.

"Hahaha, what a beautiful ship! Ten times better than Huang Yaoshi's ship! No, no, a hundred times better! I want to ride in this!" the Old Urchin cheered. Huang Yaoshi's family was also stunned by the sight of the yacht.

"Kid, you certainly have a lot of strange and unusual things." Although Huang Yaoshi and his mother-in-law had recently lived with Yang Liming and had developed some immunity to his behavior, they were still taken aback by the luxurious yacht before them. Only Huang Rong seemed unfazed. Yang Liming had already said everything he needed to say while they were making love, except for the fact that he was a time traveler.

He turned to the Old Urchin and smiled, "Let's go, now that we have a big ship, we shouldn't cause any trouble, right?" With that, he was about to board the yacht.

"Wait." Yang Liming turned around and saw Huang Rong and his mother-in-law calling out to him together. "What is it?"

His mother-in-law smiled and said to Yang Liming, "Rong'er and I have already discussed it, and we've decided that it's better for Rong'er to stay by your side. Otherwise, no one will be there to keep an eye on you while you're philandering." Huang Rong nodded her head earnestly. "

Oh my god!" Yang Liming rubbed his head. So this awful mother-in-law had been whispering about this with Huang Rong the whole way from the eastern dock. He'd been wondering about it the whole time.

"What! Aren't you happy that I'm with you?" Huang Rong glared at him, hands on her hips, and snapped at him.

"No, no, how could I be! Your brother is just a little too happy." "Yang Liming waved his hands repeatedly. He knew that if he answered any later, Huang Rong would definitely give him a little tantrum.

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The vastness of the sea cultivates one's mind, the cries of seagulls release joyful emotions, the wind and waves are calm, and they returned safely to Zhoushan Wharf. Because Yang Liming knew that his yacht was too conspicuous, he deliberately came to a secluded wharf. After arriving on shore, he spent one million energy points to have Xiaobai upgrade his storage ring from the size of a room to the size of a playground. Looking around, he saw only Huang Rong and the Old Urchin. He quickly waved his hand and put the yacht into the storage ring.

Huang Rong was not surprised because Yang Liming had already told her about the storage ring and even given her one. But the Old Urchin was different.

"Waaaaah! Where's the boat? Where's my brother's big boat? It's gone!" "As he spoke, he reached out and touched the barren shore, hoping to find the suddenly vanished ship. Finally, he saw Yang Liming and Huang Rong laughing at his comical behavior. Suddenly, he lunged forward and hugged Yang Liming's leg. 'Brother! You must teach me, the Old Urchin!'"

"Hey! What's wrong with you, Old Urchin?" Yang Liming quickly pushed away the Old Urchin who was trying to rub against his pants.

"Teach me, Old Urchin, the martial art to make things disappear!"

"This isn't martial arts. Even if I taught you, you wouldn't be able to learn it." Yang Liming shook his head repeatedly. Then he took Huang Rong's hand and left. He was joking; if he gave the storage ring to someone like Old Urchin, who knew where he'd take it and cause trouble? Maybe a major theft would happen somewhere tomorrow.

"Hey, wait for me! Old Urchin really wants to learn!" Old Urchin quickly got up and chased after them. "You can't learn it." Yang Liming refused again without turning back.
"Ah! Finally, I'm away from that wretched Peach Blossom Island! I, Old Urchin, am back!" Walking down the street, Old Urchin looked at the bustling scene and, thinking about how he hadn't been out for fifteen years, shouted loudly. Upon hearing his shout, Yang Liming immediately and subtly pulled Huang Rong away from Old Urchin. He didn't want himself and Huang Rong to be seen as madmen like the Old Urchin. Sure enough,

as soon as Yang Liming moved a little away, people around started pointing and whispering about the Old Urchin. His long beard and hair, resembling a wild man, coupled with his loud shouting earlier, drew stares from passersby as if they had seen a madman or a monster.

After realizing that Yang Liming and Huang Rong were quite far away, Zhou Botong quickly came to their side and said with some reproach, "Don't walk so fast, wait for me, the Old Urchin."

"Old Urchin, can you please stop shouting like that? Even if you don't feel ashamed, Rong'er and I do," Yang Liming said irritably.

"Yes, yes. Brother Ming is right. What's so terrible about our Peach Blossom Island? What nonsense are you talking about?" Huang Rong also looked at the Old Urchin with dissatisfaction.

"I'm happy to be out for the first time in fifteen years," the Old Urchin said, looking at Yang Liming and Huang Rong with a hint of grievance. Yang Liming felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze.

Seeing that Zhou Botong still wanted to say something, probably about teaching him some martial arts technique to make things disappear, Yang Liming quickly grabbed Huang Rong's arm and hurried away, saying, "Alright, it's getting late. Don't say anything else, let's go to a restaurant and get something to eat."

"Hey! Wait for me!" Seeing them almost gone, Zhou Botong hurriedly called out and chased after them. Whether it was Zhou Botong's words or not, Yang Liming and Huang Rong, who hadn't gone far, actually stopped. "Ha, you two are quite obedient this time," the Old Urchin said with a smile after arriving beside them.

Ignoring the Old Urchin, Huang Rong pointed into the distance and said, "Brother Ming, look at that person, doesn't he look like that big swindler Qiu Qianren who caused trouble at Guiyun Manor back then?"

Yang Liming looked in the direction Huang Rong was pointing. There, he saw a white-haired old man wearing a yellow linen short shirt, waving a palm-leaf fan, and exuding an extraordinary air, slowly walking towards a restaurant.

"Wasn't that big liar, Brother Ming, already thrown into the lake to feed the fish by Father's orders? I didn't expect him to appear here again." Huang Rong said with a curious look.

Yang Liming wasn't surprised at all. Qiu Qianren, the big liar, was an escape expert. It would be strange if he died so easily. He knew that Old Man Qiu had escaped from the guards of Guiyun Manor. He even caused those guards to be severely criticized by Lu Chengfeng. Besides, he couldn't be sure if it was the big liar Qiu. Maybe it was his highly skilled younger brother.

"Let's follow him and see." Anyway, whether he was the younger brother or the older brother, Yang Liming had the right to be fearless now. After saying that, he and Huang Rong secretly followed behind the old man, who was either Qiu Qianren or his liar brother, into the restaurant. The old rascal also followed along.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, they saw Qiu Qianren sitting with a young man. That young man was none other than Yang Kang.

"Senior Qiu, I'll leave this matter to you. My father will surely repay you handsomely later," Yang Kang said, cupping his fists to Old Man Qiu. "Of course, of course, I will certainly handle this matter for Your Highness. Although Hong Qigong of the Beggar Clan is quite a figure, I, Qiu Qianren, am not incapable of dealing with him."

Yang Liming was even more confused after seeing Yang Kang's slight surprise and hearing Old Man Qiu's tone

. Was he the Iron Palm Water-Walking Master or the Super Magician Conman? Judging from their conversation, they seemed to have some connection with the Beggar Clan. "Old Urchin, how about we make a bet?" Yang Liming said to Old Urchin with a smile.

"What bet? Great! I, Old Urchin, love betting the most." Old Urchin became interested immediately.

"We'll bet on whether that old man is a master or not," Yang Liming said, pointing at Old Man Qiu. "What's so difficult about that? Just by looking at this old man's demeanor, I can tell he's a master among masters, not much worse than me, Old Urchin. You underestimate me, Old Urchin?" Old Urchin said, drawing his conclusion after only one glance. Masters and novices differ greatly in their behavior, every move they make. A master is immediately recognizable. However, Old Man Qiu is an exception. He was born to imitate his younger brother. He meticulously studied his brother's movements and knew him intimately. Plus, he was a natural actor, so even a master like Ouyang Feng in the original story was fooled without careful observation. "Haha, Old Urchin, you've lost this time. That old man is a fraud, not a master at all. I choose him as a novice!" Huang Rong exclaimed excitedly.

"Nonsense! How could I, Old Urchin, be wrong?" Old Urchin said to Huang Rong with an expression that said, "I can't be wrong." "Why don't you try it yourself, Old Urchin, and you'll know," Yang Liming said with a smile. It was better to let the Old Urchin test people; he enjoyed doing it anyway.

"Alright," he said, then walked over and loudly shouted at Old Qiu and Yang Kang, "Hey, you old geezers over there, I'm your Grandpa Old Urchin! Fight me and let Huang Rong see I'm not wrong. And you pretty boy, get out of my way! Don't bother me, Old Urchin!" Yang Liming followed behind him.

"Where did this old beggar come from? How dare you act so arrogantly in front of the dignified Chief Qiu? Don't you want to live?" Yang Kang, annoyed by the Old Urchin's tattered appearance, scolded him for offending his distinguished guest. But then, seeing Yang Liming behind the Old Urchin, he quickly shrank back, terrified. Yang Liming's display of power at the Prince's mansion was still vivid in his mind. However, after seeing Qiu Qianren in front of him, he calmed down. Qiu Qianren was a top-tier martial arts master, comparable to the Five Greats, whom his father had invited.

He completely failed to notice the solemn expression in Qiu Qianren's eyes when he saw the Old Urchin, Yang Liming, and Huang Rong appear together. What? Had all the masters of the world gathered in this small tavern? How old were those two? Yet they both seemed to possess considerable cultivation. Especially that boy.

"Who are you three? I am Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Clan," Qiu Qianren said, clasping his hands in greeting, though he was arrogant, he didn't want to offend any masters unnecessarily.

At this point, Yang Liming was certain that he was his younger brother, the master Qiu Qianren. If it were his older brother, the fraudster Qiu Qianren, there was an 80% chance he would arrogantly accuse them of using their power. "Who dares to be so presumptuous as to see me, the Iron Palm Water-Drifting Qiu Qianren, here?" Even though he recognized Yang Liming and Huang Rong and had witnessed his disgraceful behavior at Guiyun Manor, he wouldn't be any different.

"Enough with all this nonsense! Fight Old Urchin first!" Old Urchin was still preoccupied with the matter. He rushed forward and struck Qiu Qianren with a palm.

With a loud bang, the two masters clashed. The force of the palm strike sent Yang Kang sprawling to the ground.

Qiu Qianren, his face grave, saw that the Old Urchin had attacked without warning and was preparing to fight him. However, he noticed that the Old Urchin had only exchanged one blow with him before immediately running off to Yang Liming and Huang Rong, jumping and shouting, "See? The Old Urchin said he's a master, so he is! Anyone who can withstand one of my blows without being at a disadvantage must be a master, right?" He then proudly circled around in front of Yang Liming and Huang Rong, as if he had won a great victory. "I don't think I said he wasn't a master," Yang Liming said helplessly, spreading his hands.

"How could that be? He should be a fraud. Was he faking it all at Guiyun Manor that day?" Huang Rong muttered to herself, ignoring the Old Urchin's words. She was
still somewhat annoyed that her clever self had lost to the eccentric Old Urchin.

"Who exactly are you? Do you think the Iron Palm Clan is easy to mess with?" Qiu Qianren was furious this time. The Old Urchin and Huang Rong were clearly making a fool of him.

Ignoring the old traitor Qiu Qianren, Yang Liming addressed the cowering Yang Kang, saying, "You beast Wanyan, or rather, you traitor Yang Kang who has recognized a thief as your father, we are truly destined to meet. Today, should I take you back to plead guilty to your master Qiu Chuji and your own parents, or should I simply take your life?"

Yang Kang, emboldened, looked at Qiu Qianren before him and shouted, "You brat, don't act so arrogantly in front of Senior Qiu! With Senior Qiu here, what dare you do to me? My mother was captured by you. My master was deceived by you and that old scoundrel Yang Tiexin. What crime have I committed?" He

then clasped his hands in a fist salute to Qiu Qianren, saying, "Senior Qiu, this man is the villain who captured my mother. I beg you, Senior, to avenge me and my father by capturing this villain. My father will certainly reward you handsomely."

"Pah! So you're that scoundrel Yang Kang that my brother used to tell me about? You don't even acknowledge your own father and mother, and you even curse your father like that! You're a real scoundrel! I'll beat you until you call me 'father' and 'mother'!" Huang Rong looked at Yang Kang with disdain. She valued family ties highly and therefore despised Yang Kang's disownment. She didn't care so much about his traitorous behavior; it was none of her business.

"You two brats, with me, Qiu Qianren, here, who can harm the young prince? On the contrary, you've repeatedly been disrespectful to me and the young prince. You really need to be taught a lesson. Otherwise, how can my Iron Palm Water-Walking technique maintain its standing in the martial world?" Qiu Qianren narrowed his eyes, seemingly suddenly disregarding Yang Liming and his companions. He assumed a fighting stance, ready to attack.

"Good, good! Beating traitors is what I, Old Urchin, enjoy! My senior brother hates traitors the most! Brother, you can't compete with me, Old Urchin!" Old Urchin stepped in front of Yang Liming, frowning as he spoke. As if afraid Yang Liming wouldn't let him fight. "Don't worry, Old Urchin, if you want to fight, go ahead, I won't fight you." Hearing Yang Liming's words, the Old Urchin happily beckoned to Qiu Qianren with a provocative gesture. This was a pose he had learned from Yang Liming on Peach Blossom Island, because Yang Liming often used this move when sparring with him.

But Qiu Qianren disappointed him. Suddenly, his attack stance changed, and he retreated swiftly. Grabbing Yang Kang by the back of his collar, he fled like the wind. "Where there's life, there's hope," he thought. "That crazy old man's martial arts are at least as good as mine. And he seems to have a lot of hostility towards the young prince. Staying here will definitely not end well. A strategic retreat is the priority."

Yang Liming and the other two were stunned. This man was truly shameless. Just now he looked like he was going to teach them a lesson, and now he suddenly ran away.

"Hey! You, Iron Palm Water-Walker, are supposed to be a senior martial artist. How can you run away without a fight like this?" Yang Liming, regaining his senses, hurriedly chased after Qiu Qianren, shouting as he ran.

"Yeah, if you've got

the guts, don't run away and fight me, Old Urchin, a thousand rounds!" Old Urchin also shouted angrily at Qiu Qianren's retreating back. "Nonsense! How could I, Iron Palm Water-Walker, run away? I just suddenly had a stomachache and needed to defecate. I'll let you go for now. If you have the guts, come to the Misty Rain Pavilion in Jiaxing on the fifteenth of August. Let me teach you and those Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect a lesson!" Qiu Qianren's words were barely out of his mouth before he vanished without a trace. Known as Water-Walker, he was probably the best in the world in terms of lightness skill alone in The Legend of the Condor Heroes. His skill at escaping was no less than his brother's.

Yang Liming was speechless after hearing Qiu Qianren's words! Did they have some kind of family tradition? Every time she tried to escape, she'd say she had a stomachache to justify herself.

"Brother Ming, wait for me!" Huang Rong called out breathlessly from behind Yang Liming. "Brother, go keep Rong'er company. Let me go chase after that runaway traitorous old man," the Old Urchin said, disappearing as soon as Yang Liming stopped.

Huang Rong threw herself into Yang Liming's arms, pinching her lover's waist. "You naughty brother Ming, are you trying to abandon Rong'er?"

"How could I? Forget it! Let the Old Urchin go and have some fun with Old Qiu. It's getting dark, let's go have dinner. We'll rest at that restaurant tonight." He then gave Huang Rong's waist a quick pat. Looking at his beautiful wife's breathless appearance, Yang Liming suddenly felt his lust rising again.

The next morning, before most people were even awake, Yang Liming, refreshed after spending most of the night with Huang Rong, got up and was engrossed in breakfast on the second floor of a restaurant called Yingbinlou. Suddenly, Huang Rong pointed to the stairwell and said, "Brother Ming, look! He's here again!" Hearing this, Yang Liming looked up. There he saw an old man with white hair, wearing a yellow linen short shirt and waving a palm-leaf fan, slowly walking up the stairs. Who else could it be but Qiu Qianren? He and Qiu Qianren were truly destined to meet! "Brother Ming

, do you think he's the master Qiu Qianren? Or that big liar Qiu Qianzhang?" Huang Rong asked curiously. The night before, Yang Liming had told Huang Rong the story of the Qiu brothers. Because Huang Rong hadn't shown any surprise when he saw Qiu Qianren's profound martial arts skills, she was quite skeptical. As Yang Liming moved on top of her, she couldn't help but ask questions intermittently. When she got the answer, she pinched Yang Liming hard. The reason was that Yang Liming hadn't told her in time, causing her to lose her bet with the old rascal. "Why don't we go and try it and we'll know?" Yang Liming said with a smile. He took Huang Rong's hand and walked towards Old Man Qiu.

The two pretended to be old friends meeting again, laughing and saying, "So Senior Qiu is also in this little restaurant, my apologies! It's been almost a month since we last met, Senior Qiu, how have you been?" As

soon as Yang Liming and Huang Rong approached, Qiu Qianren's face immediately changed drastically. Startled, he quickly dropped his chopsticks under the table and hid under the table, trying to deceive himself.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Liming and Huang Rong both knew who he was. It must be the one from a month ago, not the one from yesterday. "Oh dear! Senior Qiu... Senior Qiu, what are you doing under the table? Did your divine skill shake the chopsticks down there?" Huang Rong chuckled. Hearing Huang Rong's words, Qiu Qianzhang knew he couldn't avoid it. He slowly poked his head out, feigning composure, and said, "Nothing much, it's just that my bamboo chopsticks fell under the table." He gestured to the chopsticks in his hand. Yang Liming, seeing Qiu Qianzhang's head pop out, immediately stifled a laugh. Huang Rong, even more unforgiving, burst into laughter.

"What are you two little brats laughing at?" Qiu Qianren shouted, feigning composure. "Nothing much, just reminiscing about Senior's brilliance at Guiyun Manor. I didn't expect Senior Qiu to still be feeding the fish in the lake. Did my Senior Brother Lu disobey my father?" Huang Rong teased.

"Hmph! What do you two little brats know? I only refrained from using my Iron Palm on Huang Yaoshi at Guiyun Manor out of respect for him. I'm a kind-hearted person and didn't want to ruin his decades-long reputation. Otherwise, how could he be a match for me? If he's so capable, call Huang Yaoshi to my Iron Palm Mountain. Let's see if I don't teach him a lesson and make him submit. You're his daughter, right? Call him over!" Qiu Qianzhang said defiantly.

"What 'grandfather'? Since you're so powerful that you're not even afraid of my father, how about fighting his daughter?" Huang Rong, seeing his disrespectful words towards her father and his constant use of "grandfather," wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Hey! What are you trying to do, girl?" Qiu Qianren asked nervously as Huang Rong approached him with ill intent. He looked as if he was afraid Huang Rong would eat him alive.
Hey! What are you trying to do, girl? "Seeing Huang Rong's ill-intentioned look, Qiu Qianren nervously asked, as if he were afraid she would eat him alive.

"What do I want? I just want to ask Senior Qiu for some martial arts advice. I want you to give this little girl some pointers." Huang Rong grabbed Qiu Qianren's long white beard by the chin and said with a smile.

Huang Rong's grab wasn't particularly fast, but unexpectedly, the big liar Qiu didn't try to dodge (he knew it would be useless). "Hmph! Little girl, I advise you to take your hand away. I'll let it slide because of your young age. Otherwise, I might hurt you if I unleash my power!" Yang

Liming and Huang Rong were both stunned. This old man was utterly shameless! Knowing full well that his identity as a weak, fake master should have been exposed, he still insisted on pretending to be a great expert. They really didn't know what was going on in his head. Did he really find impersonating his own brother so enjoyable?

Just as Yang Liming and Huang Rong were still in shock, Qiu the Great Swindler continued, "It seems that if this great hero doesn't show you some real skills, you two little brats will really think that I, Iron Palm Water-Walking, am a fraud.

" "Alright. Then show us your skills! Brother Ming and I are waiting to see!" Huang Rong tugged hard at Qiu the Great Swindler's beard, making him sweat profusely but daring not to utter a sound.

"Since you two little brats want to see this great hero, fine, you can see! Watch closely!" He said, ignoring Huang Rong's hand tugging at his beard.

He reached for a gleaming sword at his waist, pointed the tip at his abdomen, and with a "thud," plunged it straight in. Without the slightest hesitation, he didn't hesitate.

"Ah!" Huang Rong was startled. She saw that more than half of the three-foot-long blade was already embedded in her abdomen. She cried out and released her grip on his beard.

"Why are you trying to kill yourself, old man? I just wanted to give you a beating. I didn't mean to torture you." Yang

Liming, standing beside him, shook his head. He'd thought the old man had some trick up his sleeve. He hadn't expected him to use the same trick he'd used on the Seven Masters of Quanzhen in the original story on himself and Huang Rong. Yang Liming knew the sword was in three sections; with a slight pressure on the tip, the first two sections immediately retracted into the third, the tip wedged into the belt gap. To onlookers, it looked like most of the blade had pierced their bodies. Even the clever Huang Rong was momentarily fooled. If she hadn't read about it in the original story, she might have thought that perhaps the man before her was a master strategist pretending to be weak.

Qiu Qianren laughed triumphantly, "I've long since reached the state of oneness with heaven and man. No weapon in the world can harm me. You two little brats have seen it now." He then walked around again to show Huang Rong and Yang Liming that he was perfectly unharmed.

"Brother Ming, what's going on? Is this old man really a master?" "Was he just playing around with us before?" Huang Rong asked, tugging at Yang Liming's sleeve with a puzzled look. But her expression showed no sign of tension.

"You believe he's a master?" Yang Liming tapped her little nose and asked. "I don't believe it at all. He must be using some fun things to play tricks again. Like those flour-made stones from before. Although Rong'er doesn't know how he did it," Huang Rong said, sticking out her tongue. She was only a little surprised when Qiu the Great Swindler suddenly tried to commit suicide. Now that she had come to her senses, Qiu the Great Swindler couldn't fool her. After all, under Yang Liming's influence, she already knew Qiu the Great Swindler was a conman, unlike the Seven Masters of Quanzhen in the original story who initially thought he was the Iron Palm Water-Walking Master who had shaken the martial arts world twenty years ago. So, first impressions are still very important.

"Rong'er, that old man seems to be running away." "Yang Liming said, looking at the old man who was sneaking towards the door.

Old Man Qiu knew that even if his trick succeeded, it wouldn't fool the two little kids for long. So he wanted to escape while Huang Rong and Yang Liming were talking.

"Trying to run away!" Huang Rong jumped up and grabbed Old Man Qiu's snow-white beard as he tried to slip away. She shouted at the big liar Qiu, "Are you sure you're Qiu Qianren? The one nicknamed 'Iron Palm Water-Walking' Qiu Qianren? You still want to fool this old lady?" Seeing that his escape had failed, Old Man Qiu simply puffed out his chest: "Of course it's me, is there another Qiu Qianren in the world?" As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Rong slapped him on the head with a "smack!" and said, "Are you really sure you're Qiu Qianren? And not someone's brother?" Old Man Qiu rolled his eyes and stiffened his neck: "Of course!" Before he finished speaking, another slap! "Really sure?" "Tell me honestly, or I'll pluck all your beards off!"

Old Man Qiu sighed and said, "Little girl, you'd better not move now. You've already been injured by my protective true energy. Go back to the secret room and rest for forty-nine days, or your life will be in danger!"

Yang Liming looked at his performance in front of Huang Rong with a strange expression, feeling a surge of anger rising in his chest. Finally, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Rong'er, don't waste your time arguing with this guy. Since he insulted your father-in-law last time, just teach him a lesson and throw him out." Hearing Yang Liming's words, Huang Rong nodded with a smile and made a face at Qiu Qianren. "Shameless old man, I just saw your brother, the real Qiu Qianren, yesterday. And you're still denying it here." "Having said that, she quickly plucked the beard from Qiu Qianren's chin, but the little girl did it mischievously, pulling it out clump by clump instead of tearing it all off at once. She completely ignored the big liar Qiu's cries of pain. In the blink of an eye, his once dense beard had been reduced to only a few sparse hairs.

Seeing that his last few hairs seemed to be gone, Qiu Qianren hurriedly shouted, "Stop! Little girl, well… people have three urgent needs, and I suddenly need to relieve myself. If you and that boy are heroes, come to Iron Palm Mountain in seven days. I'll be waiting for you at the foot of Iron Palm Mountain. Do you have the guts?"

"Who is Huang Rong? She simply pulled out all of his last few hairs as well. Just as she was about to kick him away..."

But then Qiu the Great Swindler said, "Fine, since you little brat won't let this old man go, then I'll teach you a lesson!"

With a snap, he tore off his belt, grabbed his waistband, and yelled, "Since you won't let me relieve myself, I'll do it right in front of you!" Huang Rong was stunned, never expecting him to be so shameless—it was downright vulgar and filthy. She screamed, terrified he would let go and pull down his pants. She turned and ran back to Yang Liming's side. Qiu the Great Swindler, who had just been laughing triumphantly, immediately wilted when he saw Yang Liming approaching. This trick of his was completely useless against men. He had been so badly bullied by Huang Rong that he had momentarily forgotten that she had a powerful backer.

"Hmph, you old geezer, you like to take your pants off everywhere, don't you? Fine, then this young master will grant your wish." Yang Liming was also annoyed that this old man dared to use such methods in front of Huang Rong.

"You—you—what do you want to do? I'm warning you. Don't do anything reckless." The conman Qiu looked like he was about to be sodomized. Coupled with the way he was pulling up his pants, anyone who didn't know better would really think Yang Liming had some kind of perverted hobby. Yang Liming had no energy left to waste on this old swindler and turned to Huang Rong, saying, "Rong'er, turn around and close your eyes."

Huang Rong obediently did as she was told, seemingly knowing what Yang Liming was going to do.

Yang Liming's eyes instantly turned red. Clearly, it was the Asura Demon Eye, and the uneasy conman Qiu's expression immediately became dazed and blank.

"You're going to run around this city a hundred times while taking off your clothes, and while you're running, shout 'I'm a liar! I'm Qiu Qianren, the Iron Palm Water-Walking Master! My whole family loves doing this! (Likes streaking)' Okay, go ahead." After hearing Yang Liming's words, Qiu the Liar started walking out, and began taking off his clothes while shouting, "I'm a liar! I'm Qiu Qianren, the Iron Palm Water-Walking Master! My whole family loves doing this! (Streaking)

" "Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, Brother Ming, you're so naughty! I didn't expect your technique to be so interesting." Huang Rong laughed loudly as soon as Qiu the Liar left her sights. "I don't care, you have to teach me this technique." After laughing, she coaxed Yang Liming. "Okay, okay, I'll definitely teach you whenever I have time." Faced with Huang Rong's coquettish offensive, Yang Liming immediately gave in. He remembered that the Bewitching Technique in the Nine Yin Manual seemed to have the same hypnotic effect, but it was far less powerful than the Asura Demon Eye.

A moment later, a shout came from the waiter downstairs, followed by shouts from men and screams from women on the street. It seemed everyone on the street and the waiter downstairs had witnessed Old Man Qiu's magnificent feat. Yang Liming and Huang Rong burst into laughter again.

As the saying goes, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast. After today, the story of Iron Palm's water-walking, naked, and anatomical act should be known throughout the land. Whether ancient people appreciated art was
another matter. Yang Liming felt no remorse for going too far. The Qiu family were traitors; what was there to feel guilty about?

"Brother Ming, that old man seems to want us to go to Iron Palm Mountain to settle things with him. Should we go or not?" Huang Rong asked, pulling Yang Liming's hand after Old Man Qiu's shouts of "I'm a liar!" had faded into the distance.

"What's the point of going? I think he just wants to call on his brother to stand up for him," Yang Liming said. He remembered that the Wumu Manual was supposedly in the forbidden area of Iron Palm Mountain. He really needed to go and see it; he couldn't let anyone take the national treasure left by Yue Fei for evil purposes. However, he would have to wait until after he met with his wives in the Ancient Tomb. Besides, he couldn't take Huang Rong with him. In the original story, Huang Rong was almost beaten to death on Iron Palm Mountain. Although he was there now, such a thing would never happen again, it was always better to be cautious. He figured no one would go to the forbidden area of Iron Palm Mountain anytime soon. When Wanyan Honglie was looking for the Wumu Manual, he only went to the Song Dynasty's palace.

The images of Mu Nianci, Lin Yu, and Xiao Zhao flashed through his mind, and Yang Liming was eager to go home again. "Rong'er, let's go home first. After all, it's been more than half a year since we've seen your sister Mu and the others."

"Oh, that's true. Rong'er hasn't seen sister Mu for a long time either; I miss her terribly. I wonder how the other two sisters are doing; I must see them soon." Huang Rong's tone wasn't as jealous as usual; it was rather calm.

Yang Liming was overjoyed. He secretly thought that his subconscious hypnosis had worked. It turned out that Yang Liming was now subtly using his Asura Demon Eye to hypnotize Huang Rong every day. Of course, Yang Liming wouldn't harm Huang Rong. He was simply planting the seed in her mind that all of Yang Liming's women were his good sisters, preventing her from being too hostile towards Lin Yu and Xiao Zhao. Otherwise, if his women were constantly arguing, he would be driven crazy.

An hour later, Yang Liming and Huang Rong bought two horses and headed towards the Quanzhen Sect. There was no way around it; the sports car in his storage ring was too conspicuous. Yang Liming felt it was best to avoid using modern things in ancient times unless absolutely necessary. The two rode westward, passing through Changde, Taoyuan, and Yuanling. From dawn till dusk, they arrived at the foot of the Quanzhen Sect in less than a day. Yang Liming excitedly took Huang Rong's hand and led her to the sect gate. "Rong'er, you know that the Quanzhen Sect is now your brother's territory. So you're the Empress here too. Whether you want the best food or the most luxurious drink, just give the orders to those young Taoists."

Huang Rong chuckled at his amusing remark. Just then, two young Taoists, around fourteen or fifteen years old, emerged from the temple, momentarily stunned by her beauty.

Yang Liming, seeing them, said, "Quickly go tell Senior Brother Ma Yu that I'm back." The two men stared blankly at Yang Liming and the stunningly beautiful Huang Rong, their faces flushed, and said, "Who are you two? What brings you to our humble sect?"

Yang Liming's face instantly turned bright red. He had just told Huang Rong that the Quanzhen Sect was his territory, and now these two gatekeepers didn't even recognize him. Wasn't this completely undermining him? "Hehe, Brother Ming, your little brothers don't even recognize you! Haha, this is hilarious!"

Yang Liming shouted at the two young Taoists, "I am your sect leader, Yang Liming! Call out Xiao Ma and Xiao Qiu!" Slightly embarrassed and angry, he directly used the way the old rascal addressed Ma Yu and the others.

The two young Taoists were startled, carefully examined Yang Liming, and immediately knelt down, saying, "Disciples deserve to die! We didn't even recognize our sect leader, Grandmaster!" "Go tell Senior Brother Ma I'm back! If you can't even recognize your own leader, the whole world will laugh at our Quanzhen Sect!" Yang Liming took the opportunity to arrogantly lecture his juniors.

The two grand-disciples of Wang Chuyi hurriedly apologized and begged their grandmaster for punishment, quite frightened. They hurriedly ran to inform their seven big brothers that they had returned. In their hearts, however, they felt wronged. What? We can't even recognize our own leader? It's because you've always been a hands-off sect leader and never cared about anything! "You spend all day playing with those fairy sisters in the back mountain. Even if we wanted to see you, we could only see you a few times. And you've been gone for more than half a year." Huang Rong pouted and said, "Brother Ming, are you very powerful in this Quanzhen Sect?"

"Of course, I already said this is my territory." Yang Liming said proudly.

Soon, Ma Yu, Sun Bu'er, and He Datong came out. But Liu Chuxuan, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, and Tan Chuduan were nowhere to be seen.

Ma Yu saw Yang Liming at a glance and felt that his junior brother had changed a lot in the past six months. He seemed to have grown a little taller. Most importantly, Yang Liming's eyes were more piercing than before. His temperament seemed to be more in harmony with nature. It was obvious that his martial arts cultivation had greatly improved since he left. As they got closer to Yang Liming, Ma Yu and the others felt a subtle but powerful pressure emanating from their junior brother. This feeling was just like the feeling their master Wang Chongyang had given them back then. Everyone was overjoyed. Their junior brother, the master of the Innate Realm, had actually reached the Innate Realm!

Yang Liming was also happy to see his several adopted senior brothers, after all, they were practically family. Yang Liming went up to them, patting their shoulders and saying, "Hello, senior brothers and sisters (Sun Bu'er)! I've missed you so much!" ("Have you thought of them?" The young man, who shared a partial understanding with Yang Liming, the father figure, wondered doubtfully while deciphering the seal left by the King of Atlantis.)

"Junior brother, have you reached the Innate Realm?" the three middle-aged men asked, their eyes shining.

Yang Liming was taken aback, then laughed, "Of course! I'm a martial arts prodigy! Hahaha!" The young man became smug again.

Although they were somewhat prepared, the three disciples were still startled. Overjoyed, they rushed forward to praise Yang Liming. For the Quanzhen Sect, a master of the Innate Realm was incredibly important—they were practically the sect's most prized possession and treasure. While the Old Urchin was also a master, how could the Seven Masters of Quanzhen trust him after fifteen years of disappearance and constant madness? Now, Ma Yu and the others could finally proudly proclaim, "Our Quanzhen Sect has finally risen again after the death of our master, the greatest master in the world!" They were all overjoyed.

"Where are Senior Brother Qiu and my father-in-law?" Yang Liming asked curiously. He had been gone for half a year. How could they not come to greet him? Wouldn't that be a blow to his morale?

Then Yang Liming learned that Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, and his father-in-law, Yang Tiexin, had gone to settle scores with Wanyan Honglie and Yang Kang several days earlier. The cause was Duan Tiande, whom Yang Liming had sent to the Quanzhen Sect with Guo Jing and the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan for Yang Tiexin to deal with.

Duan Tiande was undoubtedly a spineless coward. Upon meeting Yang Tiexin, he immediately sold out Wanyan Honglie, exaggerating and trying to shirk responsibility.

After learning that the cause of the Guo and Yang families' ruin was Bao Xiruo's beauty and the culprit Wanyan Honglie, Bao Xiruo was so ashamed she fainted from crying. She then fell seriously ill and only recently recovered. The others were furious (especially Qiu Chuji, Yang Tiexin, and the meddlesome Seven Heroes of Jiangnan),

constantly cursing Wanyan Honglie as a "shameless scoundrel." In his rage, Yang Tiexin inadvertently revealed that his son, Yang Kang, had been fathered by a traitor. He hadn't wanted to say it; after all, he was his son.

Qiu Chuji, upon learning this, was even more ashamed and enraged. So, several days ago, he gathered several of his senior brothers and the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan, armed themselves, and went to arrest Yang Kang, this traitor who had recognized a thief as his father. Yang Tiexin knew the Prince's mansion was powerful, but

since he couldn't persuade Qiu Chuji otherwise, he had no choice but to go with Guo Jing. After hearing Ma Yu and the others' story, Yang Liming was a little worried about his senior brothers, but only slightly. If the four of them stayed with Yang Tiexin, they could protect themselves and escape unless they encountered a master like Ouyang Feng. Besides, there was Guo Jing and the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan. Although their martial arts weren't great, they were still an asset.

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