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

Yang Guo wanted to stop, but his body was already out of his control. The reversed internal energy seemed to have its own consciousness, pulling him wildly forward.

His consciousness began to fade.

My vision went black in waves, and all I could hear was a buzzing sound.

"No... I can't die here..."

"Sister Rong'er is still waiting for me..."

Yang Guo bit his tongue hard, using the intense pain to force himself to stay awake.

He tried to get up, but his limbs were as weak as noodles.

Waves of heat surged through my body.

"Water...I need water..."

He grabbed at the dry grass on the ground haphazardly, his fingernails digging into the soil, not even feeling the pain when they broke.

Just then, the violent true energy rushed to the Tanzhong acupoint in his chest.

This is where the Qi Sea is located; once it is breached, even a god cannot save you.

Yang Guo was in despair.

He was filled with regret.

I should have known better than to be greedy for those ten years of cultivation! Why did I have to mess around like that? Now look what's happened, I haven't even seen the fairy sister's thigh yet, and I'm about to lose my life.

"Sister Rong'er..."

In his hazy state, he seemed to see Aunt Guo, who was wearing a yellow shirt and had a proud figure.

If I could die in Aunt Guo's arms, even as a ghost I'd be romantic.

Unfortunately, now all that's left is this dilapidated thatched hut and this mess of mud.

Just when Yang Guo thought he was about to die, the heat in his body suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, an even more violent backlash struck.

The meridians could no longer withstand the impact of the medicine and began to backfire.

"Wow--"

He vomited another large mouthful of black blood.

Yang Guo straightened up and fell straight down.

But he didn't faint.

That damned pill was keeping him alive, allowing him to consciously experience the gradual collapse of his body.

Feeling death approaching step by step.

"Help……"

Yang Guo squeezed out two words from his throat, his voice barely audible.

He regretted it.

If he had known this medicine was so potent, he should have cut it into eight pieces and taken a little each day.

Greed can kill.

The wind outside has stopped.

The back hill was completely silent.

Yang Guo lay on the ground, feeling his body getting lighter and lighter, as if he were about to float away.

Is that a sign that the soul has left the body?

Not reconciled.

He hadn't yet mastered unparalleled martial arts, nor had he been able to openly embrace Sister Rong.

How could he just die like that?

"I will not die..."

With a fierce determination, Yang Guo mustered his last bit of strength and once again unleashed his Toad Stance.

Since going with the flow also means death, and going against it also means death, then let's go against it to the very end!

He disregarded everything, letting the true energy rage within his body, even fanning the flames to make it surge even more violently.

To die and then to live.

This was the last move Ouyang Feng taught him.

Boom!

It felt like something inside my body had shattered.

The excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed his consciousness.

But in the last moment before he lost consciousness, he felt a cold aura rising from the depths of his dantian. It was the extremely yin internal energy he had cultivated through the Toad Stance, which was finally pushed to its limit by the extremely yang medicinal power and began to counterattack.

Yin and Yang are at war.

His body became a battlefield.

……

I don't know how much time passed.

A faint glimmer of dawn appeared on the horizon.

The stone door of the ancient tomb slowly opened.

Grandma Sun came out carrying a basket.

She glanced habitually toward the thatched shed.

At this time of day, the sly boy would usually be squatting at the door, grinning and calling out "Good morning, Grandma!"

But today, the thatched hut is quiet.

"This kid, what time is it and he's still not up?"

Grandma Sun muttered something, but didn't pay much attention, and turned to go to the vegetable garden.

She took two steps and then suddenly stopped.

A faint smell of blood lingered in the air.

Grandma Sun's expression changed.

She was a seasoned veteran of the underworld and was extremely sensitive to this kind of smell.

"not good!"

Grandma Sun dropped her basket and darted to the front of the thatched shed in a few quick steps.

The dilapidated wooden door was ajar.

She pushed him away.

Yang Guo was lying on the straw mat with his eyes closed.

"Being young is great, you can fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow!"

Granny Sun thought that Yang Guo had eaten some wild game, which was why there was a bloody smell.

Just as she was about to turn away, she suddenly noticed that Yang Guo was twisted into a ball, his limbs were stiff, his stomach was bulging, and he was making faint "gurgling" sounds in his throat.

"This is……"

Granny Sun stepped forward and placed her hand on Yang Guo's wrist.

Upon touching her hand, she recoiled as if burned.

It's so hot!

This kid's body is like a furnace!

Moreover, his pulse was in complete disarray, sometimes like a flood bursting its banks, sometimes like a thread about to break. Several completely different streams of true energy were fighting wildly within his body, shattering his meridians.

"Has he gone mad from practicing qi cultivation?"

Grandma Sun was terrified.

This is no ordinary case of qi deviation; it is clearly the result of practicing some extremely domineering and evil martial art and consuming some potent and dangerous medicine. The conflict between the two caused the true qi to flow in reverse, leading to the impending death from body explosion!

"What a terrible thing!"

Looking at Yang Guo's pained and contorted face, Granny Sun felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

Although the boy was glib and smooth-talking, after spending time with him these past few days, she genuinely regarded him as a junior member of her family.

Yesterday I was all lively and energetic, bringing her barbecue, and today I'm in this terrible state.

"Wake up, you brat!"

Granny Sun patted Yang Guo's face.

no response.

Yang Guo had completely lost consciousness; only his body was still convulsing.

"It's beyond saving..."

Grandma Sun sighed.

This kind of injury is beyond saving unless a celestial being descends to earth.

Although she knew a little about medicine and had a miraculous medicine like jade bee jelly, she was helpless in the face of this certain death situation where all her meridians were severed.

"Oh, you poor child."

Grandma Sun shook her head, turned around and was about to leave, thinking of getting a straw mat to cover him so that he could leave with some dignity.

But just as she turned around, a burning hot hand suddenly grabbed her ankle.

He has incredible strength.

Grandma Sun looked down.

Yang Guo had opened his eyes at some point.

Those eyes were bloodshot, the pupils were unfocused, yet they exuded a chilling will to survive.

"Grandma...Grandma..."

His mouth was open, but he couldn't make a sound; you could only see his lip movements.

"Help...me..."

That hand gripped Grandma Sun's trouser leg tightly, trembling incessantly.

Grandma Sun's heart skipped a beat.

She had no children of her own, and her heart had long since hardened. But seeing the child struggling in his death throes, her old heart softened completely.

"What a tragedy!"

Granny Sun stamped her foot, bent down, and picked Yang Guo up in her arms.

This kid looks thin, but he's actually quite heavy.

And it was frighteningly hot; you could feel the burning heat even through your clothes.

Whether you live or die depends on your fate.

Granny Sun, holding Yang Guo, turned and rushed towards the ancient tomb.

With the falling of the Dragon-Slaying Stone, the Tomb of the Living Dead finally welcomed its first man.