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

The edge of the stone table.

Huang Rong gripped the cold tabletop tightly with both hands.

Long legs encased in black stockings were taut in the dim light, outlining breathtaking curves.

This made her feel ashamed and furious, yet she was powerless to resist the torrent of internal energy brought about by the circulation of the technique.

The profound trajectory of "The Harmony of Yin and Yang" was now surging within her body along a completely different path.

Correspondingly, internal strength increased at an astonishing rate.

The barrier to his realm, which had been firmly established at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, was loosened once again under the impact of this new force.

She could even "hear" the subtle premonitions within her body.

Yang Guo, standing behind them, reaped even more direct benefits.

The acquired true essence expands and condenses continuously in the cycle.

Each time the energy returned after impacting the toxic accumulation points was so pure that it made his meridians tremble.

That's not just about accumulating quantity, but also about refining quality.

The profound meaning of the "Yin Yang Harmony Chapter" was fully demonstrated in this special "poisoning" treatment—the coordination of body posture and internal energy path could indeed produce an effect greater than the sum of its parts.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe only half an hour, or maybe longer.

A low, muffled sound came from inside Huang Rong's body, as if some stubborn obstacle had been completely broken through.

She trembled violently as a surge of energy, more powerful and pure than ever before, flowed back into Yang Guo's body from the point where the two met.

"boom--!"

Yang Guo felt his dantian and qi sea expanding wildly, and his liquid true essence rapidly rotating and compressing.

A pleasant buzzing sound emanates from all four limbs and bones, and the sensitivity of the five senses is enhanced to a new level.

By mid-year, everything will fall into place naturally!

Exhausted, Huang Rong collapsed onto the cold stone table, her silk-like black silk stockings soaked with sweat and clinging to her undulating back.

She was breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed as if drunk, her eyes still filled with shame and indignation, yet mixed with a hint of excitement about her sudden surge in strength that she herself was unaware of.

Yang Guo slowly stepped back, taking a deep breath to calm his churning blood.

He walked to a corner of the stone chamber, took a clean cloth, wet it with the prepared water, and returned to the table.

"Aunt Guo, wipe your sweat." He handed the cloth to Huang Rong, his voice gentle.

Huang Rong did not go to answer it immediately.

She slowly straightened up, turning her back to Yang Guo to adjust her attire.

As they moved, the silk fabric rubbed together, producing a subtle sound that was particularly clear in the quiet, enclosed room.

After tidying up, she remained silent for a moment before finally reaching out to take the slightly cool towel.

She silently wiped the sweat from her neck and arms, feeling an unprecedented fullness and lightness within her body.

The relief brought by the reduction of toxicity, and the solid sense of accomplishment from the tangible increase in strength, were like a warm tide, slightly washing away the shame and guilt in my heart.

She finally turned around.

Her long legs, encased in black stockings, gleamed lustrously under the pearl's light. The blush on her exquisite face hadn't faded, but her eyes had regained some of their former clarity and depth.

However, when her eyes occasionally glanced at Yang Guo, a fleeting hint of panic would still flash across them.

"That's enough for today," she said softly, her voice much calmer. "Come again at 7 PM."

"Yes," Yang Guo replied, his gaze falling on her skin, which was noticeably more radiant and smooth than it had been that morning.

Indeed, even the most beautiful flowers cannot thrive without the nourishment of jade dew.

Although Huang Rong was already very beautiful before.

But perhaps it's because they didn't get enough nutrition.

This caused my complexion to look a little worse.

Now, she is radiant and her eyes are bright.

After hearing Yang Guo's words, Huang Rong walked to the screen in another corner of the stone chamber and quietly changed back into the moon-white silk dress.

When she emerged again, she was once again the dignified and elegant mistress of Peach Blossom Island, but the nurtured charm in her eyes and brows could not be concealed.

She walked to the stone gate, about to activate the mechanism, when she suddenly stopped, turning her back to Yang Guo and saying, "I have a sense of what's going on with Fu'er. The formation on the island is also under my control. You should focus on your cultivation and not be distracted by this."

His tone was calm, yet it exuded the confidence and control of a master.

Yang Guo was certain in his heart: "Aunt Guo's considerations are thorough."

The stone door slid open, and Huang Rong's figure flashed out, quickly disappearing at the end of the passage.

Yang Guo remained in the secret room, sitting cross-legged on the Yin fish of the Taiji diagram to consolidate his newly achieved mid-stage acquired cultivation.

The true essence surged and circulated within his body, becoming several times more solid than when he first entered the acquired realm. As it circulated, the faint sound of tides accompanied it, indicating that the insights gained from the "Song of the Azure Sea" had begun to deeply integrate with his internal energy.

……

Rongxuan, the study.

Huang Rong sat upright at the desk, holding a book in her hand, her expression calm.

The abundant internal energy within her body made her radiant and her skin glow with health; even the trace of weariness between her brows from yesterday had vanished without a trace.

The study door was gently pushed open, and Guo Fu poked her head in: "Mother~"

Huang Rong looked up, her gaze gentle: "Have you finished your homework?"

"It's done!"

Guo Fu skipped in, went to the desk, and carefully examined her mother. "Mother, you look so good today! Much better than yesterday! Is your injury healed?"

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, but she remained outwardly calm, smiling slightly, "Yes, after a day of recuperation, I feel much better. Do you want some new snacks?"

"No way!" Guo Fu pouted, her eyes darting around, and then suddenly lowered her voice.

"Mother, after I finished practicing my martial arts this morning, I thought I saw Brother Yang Guo on the west side of the island."

Huang Rong paused in her hand holding the book: "Oh? What is Guo'er going to the west of the island for? There's nothing to see there except for hot springs and a few abandoned houses."

"I don't know either," Guo Fu tilted her head. "I just saw a figure that looked a lot like him from afar, heading towards the rocky forest. By the time I caught up, he was gone. Mother, do you think Brother Yang Guo might have gone on an adventure? Is there some secret place on the island that I don't know about?"

Huang Rong sneered inwardly.

This girl, as expected, became suspicious and even learned how to trick people into revealing information.

She put down her book, reached out and tapped her daughter's forehead, her tone a mix of indulgent reproach:

"You silly child, always thinking nonsense. Guo'er is new here, perhaps he just got lost while getting familiar with the surroundings. The terrain of the western reef forest is complicated and contains hidden formations. If he wanders in by mistake, he could be trapped for a while. I'll have the mute servant go and look for him later."

Her words were perfectly worded, explaining Yang Guo's possible whereabouts while also highlighting the dangers of the western part of the island and implying that Guo Fu should not venture out recklessly.

Guo Fu said "Oh," seemingly convinced, but the doubt in her eyes had not completely disappeared.

She felt that although her mother looked well today, the way she looked at her seemed unusually gentle, almost deliberately so.

"Oh, right, Mother," Guo Fu suddenly remembered something, "were you in seclusion healing your injuries in the quiet room of Rongxuan? I don't think I heard any noise from the quiet room yesterday."

Huang Rong's expression remained unchanged: "Mother's injuries are mainly in her meridians, and she needs to draw upon the spiritual energy of Peach Blossom Island's earth veins to help her recover. Although the quiet room is good, it is not as suitable as the 'Water Rhythm Cave' built by drawing water from a hot spring on the west side of the island. Mother was in seclusion there yesterday."

She casually made up a plausible seclusion location that also matched the direction from which Yang Guo might be seen by the mute servant when he left the secret room at dawn.

Guo Fu blinked: "Water Rhyme Cave? I've never heard of it?"

"You, you only care about playing all day long, have you ever cared about these cultivation places on the island?" Huang Rong sighed softly, her tone filled with helplessness.

"That cave was built by your maternal grandfather in his early years. It draws on the spiritual energy of underground hot springs and is indeed very effective for healing and regulating one's breathing. It's just that its location is remote and it's rarely used."

This explanation was so convincing that Guo Fu finally believed it to some extent, and stuck out her tongue.

"Oh, I see... Then you should rest well, Mother. I won't bother you anymore!" With that, she skipped out.

As the study door closed, the gentle smile on Huang Rong's face gradually faded, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

Fu'er, that girl, is getting more and more clever.

However, with her limited skills and careless nature, it was wishful thinking for her to discover her whereabouts and the location of her secret room.

Huang Rong gazed at the bright peach blossoms outside the window, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

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