Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

He stood there, his gaze fixed intently on Huang Rong's body, which was even more alluring under the black stockings, and suddenly spoke:

"Aunt Guo".

Huang Rong paused, turning her flushed face to the side in confusion.

Yang Guo pointed to the sturdy stone table in the center of the stone chamber, his voice clear:

"Please, Aunt Guo, come to the table."

Huang Rong was struck dumb. She turned her head sharply, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief, and looked at Yang Guo.

What...what is he saying?

He wants her to go to the table? What does he want to do?!

"You...you're being insolent!"

Huang Rong trembled with rage, her voice becoming sharper, "Yang Guo! Don't forget your place! And don't forget what we're doing!"

Yang Guo met her angry gaze, but his eyes remained unusually calm, even carrying a hint of hidden pity and determination.

"Aunt Guo, please calm down. I dare not forget. Precisely because I dare not forget, I need to find a more effective method," he said slowly.

His tone remained respectful, but the content was shocking.

"Aunt Guo, think about it carefully. Several times before, the toxins accumulated at the intersection of the Ren and Ren meridians in the lower abdomen, lodging very deep. Conventional methods of clearing the toxins were gradually becoming less effective. However, according to the 'Yin-Yang Harmony Chapter,' the intersection of Yin and Yang, changes in body position, and different flows of Qi can target different meridians and acupoints. This stone table is at a suitable height, which may be able to more effectively guide internal energy to attack the core of where the toxins are lodged."

His words were presented in a grand and dignified manner, even pointing out the problems of "toxin accumulation" and "slower effects" that Huang Rong could also sense, making it impossible for her to completely refute them.

Huang Rong was stunned.

She was well-versed in various schools of thought and had a good understanding of medical principles and meridians, but she had never seen the concept of "changing body positions to stimulate different acupoints" in any orthodox classic text!

This is clearly... this is sophistry! This is taking advantage of someone's misfortune!

But looking into Yang Guo's unusually serious eyes, feeling the poison in her body, and thinking about the long and unbearable seven days... all the anger and rebuke she felt were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter them.

Was he telling the truth? Was it really just for the purpose of treating the poison?

Yet, deep within those eyes, a chilling flame flickered.

Seeing her changing expression and standing motionless, Yang Guo stopped urging her and simply waited quietly.

The air in the sealed room seemed to freeze completely, with only the sound of their intertwined breathing growing heavier and heavier.

Finally, in the suffocating standoff, Huang Rong slowly loosened her clenched fist.

She turned around very slowly, her legs feeling like they were made of lead, and walked step by step toward the cold stone table.

Long, slender legs encased in black stockings traced breathtaking arcs under the shimmering pearl light; the silk rubbed together, producing a soft rustling sound, like an aphrodisiac.

She had her back to Yang Guo, her hands resting on the cold table, and leaned slightly forward.

Then she closed her eyes, and a single, glistening tear clung to her long eyelashes, about to fall.

Yang Guo walked up behind her and gazed at Aunt Guo up close.

He could smell the faint scent of peach blossoms in her hair, mixed with a unique feminine fragrance and the scent of sweat.

His gaze fell on her tightly bitten lower lip, and on her snow-white back, which was slightly arched as she strained to support herself.

He didn't immediately administer the antidote. Instead, he leaned down, close to her flushed ear, and whispered clearly and slowly in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Aunt Guo, don't worry, we're just doing normal cultivation, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

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