Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, calm down.

After hearing Yang Guo's tempting words, Yin Zhiping snorted coldly, stuffed the porcelain bottle containing the remaining pill into his pocket, and even patted it with his hand.

"Don't try that with your master." Yin Zhiping glanced at him sideways, a cold smile on his lips. "Do you think I don't know your tricks? This Nine-Turn Reversal Pill is a precious medicine refined by Patriarch Chongyang. One pill is enough to transform you. You've already eaten one, and now you've taken another. If you're not greedy enough, be careful not to burst your stomach."

Yang Guo glanced at Yin Zhiping but said nothing.

Yin Zhiping also felt that his words had been a bit too blunt, and laughed, "Guo'er, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that this matter is of great importance. If you take them all, what if you slip away and disappear? Where will I go to cry then? Stop talking nonsense, if you want the last one, bring Miss Long to me."

Seeing his stubbornness, Yang Guo cursed him inwardly as an "old fox." It seemed this old fellow had finally figured things out and wouldn't act until he saw the benefit.

If it's taken by force...

Yang Guo glanced at the long sword at Yin Zhiping's waist out of the corner of his eye. Although his internal strength had greatly increased and he might not be afraid of Yin Zhiping in a real fight, it was fine if he did things flawlessly, but if it was accidentally exposed, the crime of patricide was no joke. At that time, he would lose his status as a disciple of Quanzhen Sect.

Keeping this identity is still very useful; at least it can still be used to make a lot of money within the Quanzhen Sect.

"Alright, alright," Yang Guo waved his hand, looking like he couldn't do anything about it. "Then we'll do as Master says. But we have a deal: meet me on the night of the full moon. If you dare to renege on your promise then..."

When Yin Zhiping saw that Yang Guo had agreed, a weight was lifted from his heart, and the infatuated look on his face reappeared: "Good disciple, as long as you can see Miss Long, let alone a single pill, even if you want the position of sect leader, your master will definitely fight for it for you."

"Come on, with your current skill level, I'm afraid you can't beat Uncle Zhao." Yang Guo waved his hand, turned around and left, "I'm going back to 'do some work' for you."

Yin Zhiping didn't care about Yang Guo's words at all. Whether he could defeat Zhao Zhijing or not, if it were before, he really wanted to compete with Zhao Zhijing. But now, he had something more urgent than becoming the sect leader, so he had no interest in fighting Zhao Zhijing anymore.

Watching Yang Guo's departing figure, Yin Zhiping touched the porcelain bottle in his arms, a look of expectation mixed with a lewd smile on his face.

"Miss Dragon...hehe...Miss Dragon..."

……

Upon returning to the Ancient Tomb, Yang Guo did not rush to see Xiaolongnü.

Right now, Sister Long is still in seclusion studying the first level of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. If I go there, I will be turned away.

He went straight back to his stone chamber and sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed.

This Jade Bed is extremely cold; if an ordinary person sat on it, they would freeze stiff in no time. However, Yang Guo had practiced the Yi Jin Jing and Duan Gu Jing of the Nine Yin Manual and had ten years of internal energy protecting his body. Sitting on it, he felt refreshed and his restless internal heat was suppressed to some extent.

Yang Guo took out the Nine-Turn Life-Reversing Pill that he had just tricked out of his pocket.

The golden pills emitted an alluring fragrance.

"I hope to gain another ten years of skill."

Yang Guo took a deep breath and, without hesitation, tilted his head back and swallowed the pill.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, transforming into a scalding hot current that rushed down the throat and into the dantian.

He seemed familiar with me.

When he ate the first one last time, the heat was like a flood bursting its banks, rushing through his meridians and almost bursting him.

At that time, I managed to guide him using the internal energy cultivation methods of the Quanzhen School, but the effect was very poor.

Having learned from experience this time, as soon as the pill entered his stomach, Yang Guo immediately began to circulate the Yi Jin Duan Gu chapter of the Nine Yin Manual.

This internal energy cultivation method excels at regulating internal energy and expanding meridians. Using it to guide this raging medicinal power at this moment is perfectly timed.

Where the heat flowed, the meridians felt stretched and ached slightly, but this was quickly followed by a wave of comfort. The internal energy, which had originally been a trickle, rapidly grew stronger with the influx of this heat, surging like a river.

Yang Guo closed his eyes tightly, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and wisps of white steam rose from the top of his head.

The originally turbulent internal energy gradually became tamed under the guidance of the mental cultivation method, slowly merging into his dantian.

Time passed by, bit by bit.

Yang Guo's head emitted billowing white steam, and his face flushed red and then turned pale.

About an hour later.

Yang Guo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with sharp light.

"call--"

He exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling refreshed all over, his limbs and bones filled with explosive power.

"It's done!"

Yang Guo looked inward and felt the surging internal energy in his dantian, and was overjoyed.

Although Yang Guo guessed that the second refining process would be faster than the first, he did not expect it to be this much faster.

It wasn't that Yang Guo was fast, but rather that he was too slow the first time.

When Yang Guo first swallowed the pill, he was still a novice with no internal energy at all, so refining it was naturally difficult for him.

However, now that he has ten years of internal energy as a foundation and has practiced the Yi Jin Jing and Duan Gu Jing, his physique is far superior to that of ordinary people, so refining it is naturally twice as effective.

But soon, Yang Guo frowned again.

"That's not right."

Yang Guo scratched his head.

The first time I took this medicine, it truly boosted my internal energy by ten years. I still vividly remember the throbbing pain of my meridians being stretched open.

But this time...

Although his internal strength has increased considerably, it is clearly not as dramatic as the first time.

He sensed it carefully.

"It's been rising for about six years?"

Yang Guo pursed his lips, somewhat disappointed.

Upon reflection, he understood the reason.

It seems the body has developed drug resistance. Just like taking medicine, one packet is enough the first time, but it becomes ineffective after taking too much. The same principle applies to this pill; taking too much will reduce its effectiveness.

"Fine, six years it is. Every little bit helps."

Yang Guo quickly adjusted his mindset.

Add the previous ten years, and then add these six years.

He now possesses sixteen years' worth of pure internal energy!

This is no ordinary disciple's diluted internal energy. After being purified by the Yi Jin Duan Gu Manual, this sixteen years of internal energy is of extremely high quality, comparable to that of Quanzhen disciples who have cultivated for twenty or thirty years.

"Looking at the Quanzhen Sect, even if it's that Taoist priest Zhao Zhijing, he'd probably suffer a great loss if he tried to fight me with internal energy."

"Nowadays, within the Quanzhen Sect, I'm afraid only the Seven Masters of Quanzhen can surpass me; the others are all inferior!"

Yang Guo clenched his fist, feeling the power emanating from his palm.

With his internal strength greatly increased, the next step was naturally to practice the One-Finger Divine Skill.

For the past two weeks, although he had been studying the sword intent on the stone tablet, he had not neglected his One-Finger Divine Skill training.

However, due to insufficient internal energy, he has been stuck at the eighth rank, which is the stage of "touching stone like rotten soil". Although his finger strength can break stone, it can only be used for close contact and cannot be released externally.

Now that my inner strength has surged, it is the perfect opportunity for a breakthrough.

Yang Guo extended his right index finger.

The cultivation method of the One-Finger Divine Skill came to mind.

The One-Finger Divine Skill is divided into nine grades, with the first grade being the pinnacle.

Previously, he was an eighth-rank official. Although his finger strength could break stone, it was by brute force, and he couldn't push the stone too far from his body.

The seventh level emphasizes the concentration of finger strength and the initial ability to penetrate.

"Finger power concentrated..."