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

The cold moonlight shone on their bodies.

Yang Guo could feel Huang Rong's fingernails digging into his back.

You could hear her suppressed sobs and some other unusual sounds.

Uncle Guo, you can't blame me for this!

After all, I didn't do anything!

Lying on the ground, Yang Guo could only think this way.

He then sized up Huang Rong.

He is fifteen years old this year, and for some reason, he traveled to Xiangyang.

Then, Guo Jing happened to see it and took it back.

At this time, the Mongol army was pressing in on the outskirts of Xiangyang.

Because they were worried about their safety in Xiangyang city.

Guo Jing then asked Huang Rong to take her daughter and go back to Peach Blossom Island with Yang Guo to practice martial arts.

On his way back, Yang Guo awakened his memories.

Only then did I realize that he had been reborn into this world fifteen years ago.

However, his memories only awakened ten days ago.

They have now been away from Xiangyang for ten days.

We're almost at Jiaxing Wharf!

I never expected to encounter this.

……

Previously, he didn't dare to stare at Huang Rong closely.

After all, Huang Rong possessed the strength of a fully realized innate being.

He was just a nobody, a novice who had just entered the third tier of the game.

If Huang Rong discovers that he's peeping, he'll be in big trouble.

But now, he could finally take a closer look at Huang Rong.

I just realized, she's really beautiful!

They're incomparable to the celebrities I've seen in previous videos!

……

I don't know how much time passed.

Huang Rong collapsed against Yang Guo's chest, breathing heavily.

The toxicity subsided temporarily, and reason returned like a receding tide.

She slowly raised her head.

Seeing the boy's young face, seeing the two of them in their current state, seeing the unconscious daughter beside him—

"Ah!" she screamed, shoving Yang Guo away and staggering as she grabbed her clothes to cover herself.

Yang Guo sat up silently and slowly put his clothes back on.

Huang Rong was already dressed.

She had her back to Yang Guo, and her shoulders were trembling.

After a long while, she turned around, her face now calm again.

If you ignore her pale, paper-white face and swollen, red lips.

She raised her hand.

His inner strength condensed in his palm; this single strike would be enough to kill Yang Guo silently right there.

Yang Guo looked up at her without flinching.

Under the moonlight, the boy's eyes were clear and open.

Huang Rong's hands were trembling.

"Aunt Guo," Yang Guo said softly, "just now... I didn't move."

These words pierced Huang Rong's heart like a needle.

Yes, from beginning to end, it was all her initiative.

is her……

The force of the palm strike slowly dissipated.

Huang Rong closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.

When she opened her eyes again, she had suppressed all her emotions.

"What happened today," she said coldly, "if a third person finds out, I will kill you with my own hands."

"Guo'er understands."

Huang Rong walked over to Guo Fu and picked her up.

She took a few steps, paused, but did not turn around.

"The poison... is not yet cured. Further... we will need..."

I couldn't continue speaking.

Yang Guo watched her stiff back and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

The three figures disappeared into the night.

Only the corpse of the Blood Blade Ancestor remained in the wilderness, along with the lingering, enchanting aura in the air.

Yang Guo followed three steps behind Huang Rong, and seeing the blush still lingering on her ears, the corners of his mouth curved into an almost imperceptible smile.

This life seems different.

……

Thirty miles east of Jiaxing, there is a secluded river mouth.

Huang Rong carried Guo Fu ahead, walking quickly.

Yang Guo silently followed three steps behind, the moonlight casting long shadows of the three of them.

"Mother..." Guo Fu murmured in her unconscious state.

Huang Rong's body stiffened slightly as she looked down at her daughter, a hint of pain flashing in her eyes.

She quickened her pace and turned into a reed bed.

Yang Guo followed him inside.

The reeds were so tall they almost reached their heads.

The night wind blew, and the reeds rustled.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the view suddenly opened up before us.

A sailboat, more than two zhang long, rests quietly in the river bend.

The ship was painted dark blue, and a small flag hung on the mast—embroidered with a few peach blossoms.

"This is the boat from Peach Blossom Island."

Huang Rong's voice had returned to calm, but she still didn't turn around to look at Yang Guo.

"I'll carry Fu'er onto the boat, you go and untie the mooring ropes."

"Yes."

Yang went over to untie the rope.

The rope was tied in a very elaborate way, with a series of interlocking knots that no one who didn't know how to do it could untie.

But he only glanced at it, his fingers flew across the paper, and the knot popped open.

As Huang Rong was carrying Guo Fu onto the diving board, she caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

This rope knot is a secret technique from Peach Blossom Island that her father taught her. This young man…

She suppressed her doubts and carried her daughter into the cabin first.

Yang Guo retrieved the rope to the boat and followed it aboard.

The boat is not large, but it is very exquisite.

The deck was polished to a shine, and the hatches were carved with cloud patterns.

He entered the cabin and saw that Huang Rong had already settled Guo Fu on a soft couch and covered her with a light quilt.

"Go and keep watch outside the cabin."

Huang Rong spoke with her back to him, her voice slightly tense.

"I need to circulate my internal energy... to see if I can expel the remaining poison."

Yang Guo nodded, stepped outside the cabin door, and closed the door behind him.

But he didn't go far; he leaned against the gunwale by the door.

A night breeze blew from the river, carrying the coolness of the water vapor.

He looked up and saw a sky full of stars.

The starry sky in this life seems no different from that in the previous life.

only……

A muffled groan came from inside the cabin.

Yang Guo frowned.

He could tell that it was the sound of internal energy backlash caused by forcibly channeling internal energy.

"puff--"

That was the sound of vomiting blood.

Yang Guo pushed open the door and rushed in.

Huang Rong slumped down on the edge of the couch, supporting herself with one hand on the ground and clutching her chest with the other.

A few drops of blood were splattered on the ground, their dark red color glaringly obvious under the light of the oil lamp.

Her face was ashen, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Aunt Guo!" Yang Guo stepped forward quickly.

"Don't come any closer!" Huang Rong shouted sharply, but her voice was weak.

Yang Guo had already squatted down in front of her.

He saw that Huang Rong's eyes were bloodshot, and a strange pink hue flickered deep within her pupils—

That's a sign of the poison taking effect.

"You can't force yourself to circulate your internal energy anymore," Yang Guo said in a deep voice.

"That poison... the more you try to resist it with your internal energy, the more severe its effects become."

Huang Rong knew this all too well.

But she had no choice.

Is it really going to be...?

She gritted her teeth and tried to stand up, but her legs gave way and she fell back down.

An even hotter stream of air exploded from his lower abdomen, instantly spreading throughout his limbs and bones.

"Uh..." She curled up, her nails digging into the floor.

Moonlight streamed in through the cabin window, falling on her trembling back.

The pale yellow outer garment was soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her skin and outlining the undulating curves of a mature woman.

Yang Guo looked away.

He knew what was going to happen next.

The words of the Blood Blade Ancestor still echoed in his ears—seven times a day, for seven consecutive days.

And now, the second attack has begun.

Huang Rong's breathing became increasingly rapid.

She looked up, her eyes already misty with tears, her gaze unfocused as she looked at people.

She stared at Yang Guo, her lips moving, but she couldn't utter a complete sound.

Reason is crumbling.

Yang Guo took a deep breath.

He walked up to Huang Rong and reached out to help her.

The moment his hand touched her arm, Huang Rong lunged at him like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood.

"Brother Jing..." she mumbled, her burning cheeks pressed against Yang Guo's neck, "It's so hot..."

Yang Guo froze.

Unlike last time in the wilderness.

Although Huang Rong lost control that time, she still had some remaining consciousness struggling.

But this time, she seemed to be completely overwhelmed by the poison.

Yang Guo was passively pushed down onto the deck by her.

The oil lamp flickered, casting two swaying shadows on the bulkhead.

This time it lasted even longer.

……

After an incense stick had burned, Huang Rong lay on Yang Guo's chest, breathing heavily.

Sweat had stuck their hair together, and the air was filled with the sweet, metallic scent of waning passion.

Yang Guo gazed at the cabin ceiling, his eyes calm.

He felt Huang Rong's body slowly stiffening—a sign that her reason was returning.

Sure enough, a few breaths later, Huang Rong suddenly propped herself up.

She looked down at the two of them, at her hand still pressed against the boy's bare chest, and the color drained from her face instantly.

She hurriedly got up, grabbed the clothes scattered on the ground, and put them on.

My hands were shaking so badly that it took me three tries to tie the belt.

Yang Guo also silently got up and dressed.

The only sounds inside the cabin were the rustling of clothes and the suppressed breathing of the two people.

After getting dressed, Huang Rong stood by the window with her back to Yang Guo.

The moonlight outlined her slender back, her shoulders trembling slightly.

After a long silence, she spoke in a hoarse voice: "...Set sail."

Yang Guo nodded and stepped out of the cabin.

The sails are raised.

The night breeze was just right, and the boat slowly sailed out of the river bend and into the open sea.

Yang Guo was at the helm.

Although he had never sailed a boat in his previous life, he had played sailing games with friends and watched some videos, so he knew the basics.

Under his control, the boat steadily sailed southeast—the direction of Peach Blossom Island.

The seawater shimmered with tiny silvery lights under the moonlight.

In the distance, where the sea meets the sky, there is a blurry line.

As Yang Guo gazed at the sea, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

【Ding! 】

[Suitable host detected, checking in and binding with the system...]

[Binding successful.]

[Initial check-in location: East China Sea. Check-in now?]

Yang Guo's pupils contracted slightly.

System... is it really a standard feature for transmigrators?

I didn't expect him to have it too!

He was reborn into this world fifteen years ago, and it wasn't until a month ago that he awakened his memories of his past life!

He had been looking forward to it for a month!

I never expected this system to appear today!

He silently said to himself, "Sign in."

[Sign-in successful. Reward received: "The Yin-Yang Harmony Chapter"]

A massive influx of information flooded into his mind.

Yang Guo steadied himself and quickly processed the information.

This is a very pure dual cultivation technique; it has no offensive moves, no defensive methods, and only one core function—

Harvest yin to supplement yang, and use yang to nourish yin.

The opening of the cultivation method clearly states: In dual cultivation, the internal energy of both partners flows freely, achieving a balance of Yin and Yang. The purer and higher the woman's Yin essence, the greater the benefit to the man. At the same time, the man can also use his own Yang energy to nourish the woman, helping her break through bottlenecks and solidify her foundation.

Simply put, the stronger the woman, the faster Yang Guo improves.

Yang Guo's improvement, in turn, will help the woman become stronger.

This creates a virtuous cycle.

The technique also includes some basic methods of circulating internal energy, teaching people how to guide their internal energy during dual cultivation and how to avoid going astray.

Yang Guo closed his eyes to contemplate for a moment, and when he opened them again, a flash of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.

Just then!

He suddenly sensed that something was off about the atmosphere inside the cabin.